By James Barry
This past summer was one of my favorites. It felt long and I hung out with my family and friends often. It wasn’t until orientation was right around the corner that I began to get a little nervous. I couldn’t believe I was going to college! I have two sisters and they are the best, but both had two different college experiences. My older sister is shy and nervous while the other is very outgoing and courageous. They each told me opposite things to expect which didn’t help and naturally, I became nervous.
When I got to orientation, the guides and upperclassmen were extremely nice and helpful…but then again, that’s what they’re told to do. I left orientation happy and looking forward to learning new things in the line of career I want to pursue.
A month rolled by and move in day was here. I remember getting out of the car and feeling like everyone was staring at me. I was set to live with my friend, which made me feel slightly better. I didn’t know how or when I would become comfortable enough to call Lasell my home.
I remember my first few classes – where the professors couldn’t have been nicer and more understanding. I met new students, made connections quickly and never really felt like I was in an unfamiliar place. I had developed a sense of home without even knowing. I live in Marlborough, so I am not far from where I grew up. My parents told me I always have the option to come home but I hardly feel the desire to now. I love my classes, fellow peers and faculty. I am very comfortable at my home away from home and look forward to the years to come.