1 room, 2 students, 3 hours, and 4 carloads

I had been counting down the days until September first since my departure from St. John Fisher in the spring. My freshman year was not as I projected and was ready and willing to improve the second time around. It was disappointing how I spent my leisure time, and now accompanied with my new state of mind, I’m ready to make a greater difference with my college experience.

Move-in day went a little smoother than the prior year. I knew where I was living, I was comfortable with my environment, and most importantly, previously chose my own roommate. We actually hit it off last year when forced to live with one another, and decided it was the best situation for the following semester. The level of comfort makes the move from home a lot easier and less anxious (I almost lost the food I ate my freshman year). Of course anyone is excited to go to college, but I get to a point where I begin packing heavily in advance. The designated area in my room was filled with dorm necessities and desires. You would think I learned not to pack as much this year, but somehow I ended up with more than ever? My roommate Kaitlyn and I had enough belongings for the entire floor of our building, and people knew it. We received several confused looks as people passed by the overflowing room of goods. We managed to empty 4 SUV’s into a dorm room whose size is comparable to a restroom. The time flew by as we were rounding three hours of attempted organization. I would move my fan on top of a dresser, turn around, and my mom had it on my desk. It was an extremely unsuccessful process, yet comical at the same time. I was hoping it would be a good start to a year full of enjoyment. St. John Fisher has plenty of room for this opportunity and can provide an excellent education combined with a decent social life. Some would beg to differ, but I believe life is all in what you make of it.