My First Day In College Essay

For many people, their first day at college is one of the most stressful days of their lives. They simply do not know what to expect in this new environment. Even though it was stressful for me, too, it was also one of the most exciting days of my life. It was my first day of attending university in the United States which I knew was the first step toward reaching my ultimate goal. I got to meet many new and interesting people who shared similar interests to me. Overall, my first day of college at MTSU was a huge success. One of the things that made the first day at MTSU great was that it was the first time that I realized how close I was to achieving my goal. Since I was a child, I had dreamed of studying abroad to earn my degree. I had already …show more content…
Honestly, I was so excited I could scarcely sleep. I had read an article that said it is best to get a good night’s rest and eat a healthy breakfast before starting classes. I felt disappointed that I was lacking in the sleep department, however, I felt reassured because there was not a tired bone in my body. I had enough time to relax and drink a piping hot cup of coffee paired with my favorite breakfast foods before I headed off to school. As I stepped on to campus for the first time as a real college student, I felt that the world was in front of me, ready for me to take in all it had to …show more content…
I arrived early to my first class. A line of students was forming around the door of the classroom. As I found my position in line next to a bubbly young girl, I felt my stomach sinking. I thought that I was prepared, but I had not considered how I might start conversing with the people around me. A million phrases that I had learned flashed through my head, but I was having difficulty bringing those words to my tongue. While I was lost in my thoughts, suddenly a perfectly manicured hand stretched out toward me: “Hi, I’m Sarah.” Words bubbled up in my mind, but they were not in English. “Ismee…” I started. I felt defeated for a moment; I cleared my throat. “I’m sorry, that wasn’t English. I’m Ahmad.” I felt a wave of relief dance across my chest as Sarah giggled and asked where I was from. I was silently thanking God that she had not judged me on my language slip-up when the teacher showed up and started unlocking the