Giving it the Old College Try Reply

By Megan Doherty– 1851 Contributor

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Megan Doherty goofing around and taking selfies in her dorm. Photo by: Megan Doherty

My stomach tied in knots as I stood alone in my dorm for the first time. My roommate had left to go see her friend who just moved in too. Totes littered the floor, barely unpacked. I didn’t know what to feel. The world seemed to close in on me. I didn’t want to be there anymore, so I walked straight out of my dorm, sat outside the STC, and called my parents. 

The following week, I was miserable. I wasn’t eating. I would wake up early every morning wanting to throw up. I would be lying in bed shaking; wanting nothing more than to be at home, in my room. Every little difference stuck out to me. My dorm didn’t smell like Yankee Candles, Downy, and my perfume. I couldn’t hear my dog and cat running around. It wasn’t home. 

Classes hadn’t even started, and I was already thinking about dropping out. I was tired of feeling the way I did. I felt like my life was over. Questions flooded my mind, and wouldn’t stop bothering me. What am I going to do? What if college isn’t for me? How am I going to make a living? Why don’t I have any friends? Why is everyone doing so much better than me? 

I went home that first weekend, and ended up at the doctors office. It turns out that I was suffering from severe anxiety. A plan was made to help me navigate my adjustment with this new added obstacle. I’m not going to lie, getting that diagnosis hit me really hard. I felt like there was something wrong with me; like I wasn’t in control of my mind or my feelings. 

I didn’t want to come back to campus, but I pushed through. My family was extremely supportive of me, and so were all of my professors. As time went on, my anxiety started to fade some. I started eating again. I became comfortable in my classes. I made a friend from the club I joined. We now co-host a radio show together, and it is so much fun!

Now I love it here, so I’m digging my heels in. I’m not letting my fears stop me from living my life. Lasell has given me an amazing opportunity, so I’m going to make the most of it. I have big dreams for my future, and they start here.

First Year Stress Leads to a Perfect Fit Reply

By Cyairra Lowe1851 Contributor 

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Move-in day at Lasell and I was delayed for two days and then stuck on a plane coming home from Florida because of a hurricane. Talk about first impressions. The only time my sister and I could get to fly, I was supposed to move into my doom. Not only was I late on move-in day, but when I finally came home from my vacation I had to pack the car as quick as possible and drive to lasell. Luckily I only live an hour away.

By 8 o’clock at night, I realized I missed the whole move-in day experience. I didn’t get my keys or my card to get into my dorm, but I already knew my roommates and we keep in touch so they were there to let me in. It was late at night and the dark seemed to creep up on me. The campus was pitch quiet and the street lights didn’t help me feel safe. My roommates were already settled in and unpacked. They were kind enough to lend a helping hand to unpack my things. I found out my doom room was on the second floor. I must have walked up and down those stairs a thousand times because the next morning my legs were sore.

Going into college, my head was filled with fear of not being able to succeed and not having the ability to perform well in my classes. I had anxiety rushing over me with the thought of failing school and being left with debt and no diploma. These were my worries going into my first year of college. Thankfully, this was not the reality of what Lasell University has turned out to be. My true experience at Lasell University has been more than successful so far.

There are lots of reasons why my first impression has turned positive. This college has provided me with the tools I need to learn and pass my classes, and the ability to receive help when I need it. At the Academic Achievement Center, tutors for every subject are available for all students. My roommates support me by helping me when I’m having a breakdown after studying for a long period of time. They would take me out to get Chinese food and ice cream and watch movies and relax. They always find a way to make me feel better.  I’ve quickly learned that I need to do my own work, but they’re here and have my back when I need them.

After a rough start moving in, my impression of Lasell is that it’s a great fit for me.

The Californian Turned Bostonian Reply

By Jaron Kiviat1851 Contributor 

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The day was September 7th, 2019, move-in day. All summer long, the thought of this massive day caused me to feel a mix of anxiousness and excitement. To me, move-in day signified the end of one era, and the beginning of another.

Coming from Los Angele, moving to the Boston area to attend Lasell University was a huge change, a decision that totally countered many of my friends’, who decided to stay local. Because of the fact that I was moving across the country, my initial feeling about Lasell was one filled with an unexplainable balance of curiosity and fear.

Millions of questions ran through my brain as I mentally prepared myself to college. How was I going to adjust to the time difference? Being so used to the warm California weather, am I going to shiver and freeze once the ice-cold winter hits? Is this East Coast food going to be much different? Will I fit in and belong here?

But to my pleasant surprise, I’ve adjusted well. The wet, rainy mornings combined with the steady increase of cold chilled my pores initially, but I’ve begun getting used to it already.

While the dining hall hasn’t been amazing, every time I walk in and smell the fresh, hot, steaming pizza out of the oven, I always grow instantly hungry. The pizza here has been nothing short of fantastic so far, especially when I compare it to the underwhelming West Coast pizza I’m used to. 

The welcoming New England accents that fill the souls of the locals here has also been a key factor. Coming into college, I didn’t know if I’d fit in, growing up 3,000 miles away. But I can confidently say I absolutely love the people here. The passionate Boston sports fans everywhere, their New England welcoming vibe, cheerful energy, all of it has assured me that I belong here.

At the end of the day though, Lasell has been a pleasant surprise. I’m not going to lie, when I began the college process, I envisioned myself at a huge, D1 sports school, the exact opposite of Lasell. But between the fantastic scholarship, being in an incredible college town like Boston, and the idea of being “a big fish in a small pond”, Lasell was too appealing to resist.

However, coming into it with an open mind has helped me slowly but surely adjust to Lasell, and I can now say I fit in and love it here. The right choice was evidently made. This is now MY community, and I absolutely love it.

Elisio Nascimento Reply

By Elisio Nascimento1851 Contributor 

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Elisio Nascimento standing in front of tree

Walking onto this campus on August 18th was a life changing moment for me personally. That nervousness of feeling the grass on the soccer pitch for the teams tryouts quickly went away as my confidence grew and by the end of the day I was happy I could make my parents proud as they couldn’t be here with me.

The first three weeks went by smoothly, the instant bond i created with not only my teammates but other athletes on campus help me a lot emotionally. The fact I went from feeling i did not have anyone the first couple of nights to knowing i had people by my side was reassuring.

Moving day was a little bittersweet for me, although I was curious about all these new people and excited to meet them I also disliked the fact I had to leave my nice dorm at Rockwell hall to move into McClelland which was not the greatest compared to where I was during preseason. As the weeks have gone by, I’ve been meeting more and more new people and enjoying myself quite a bit, having good company always makes me feel like a void is being filled and i am honestly grateful for the opportunity to have these connections.

The workload has been the downside in all of this, playing a sport and not being used to college workload is not easy and takes time to get used to all of it. Sometimes the anxiety kicks in when I look at all the papers or the assignments I have due and that can be

a struggle at times. Being alone in college and stepping out of my comfort zone has definitely been a challenge, but in life you should never let yourself get too comfortable and this is a lesson I will take with me throughout my whole life.

Now in week 8, I’m constantly working to better myself both on the field and in the classroom, Lasell is 100% the best thing that has happened to me in a very long time and i hope i can keep that same thought going forward.

Welcome to College, it’s Tough, You’re Gonna Love It Reply

By Michael Maruk- 1851 Contributor 

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Michael Maruk standing in front of the new Lasell University sign. Photo by: Diana Maruk

When my parents and I rolled up to the drop off point on move in day, I had a gang of butterflies ready to get into the MMA ring flying around in my stomach. I was nervous for what was to come, probably because there was so much going on at once and it came off as overwhelming.

I remember that it was a cool brisk day on September 6th. The campus whistled as wind blew through the pine trees and there were students running from dorm to dorm seeing friends they had met at orientation. All I could think about was how I was going to get my bike up the stairs to the second floor.

My friends back home were already in their first week or two of school and I was the last to go with nobody to look forward to seeing other than my mysterious roommate. After walking around campus and going on the welcome weekend trips, I found myself in situations where I was making friends. I remember specifically coming back from a trip to Boston with some Lasell students on the T and talking all the way back to campus.

When I became homesick at times I just had to think to myself that most of the other kids are also in the same boat. I began making friends by relating with similar situations as we all missed our families one way or another. Some students still miss their families even by week five, and that’s totally okay! It’s never an easy transition, I just kind of learn to go with the flow after a while.

Soon enough though I started to get into my studies, and make friends that I began to forget all about home and the college became my second home. Especially being in Boston which offers tons of attractions to go to see and enjoy. I soon found that I didn’t want to leave and that the opportunities offered to me will lead to a ton of fun memories for down the line to look back on.