By Makenna French – 1851 Contributor
Makenna French in her hometown enjoying the fall scenery.
I’ve always been known as a homebody. Not in the way of being at my physical home all the time but being in my town, with my friends and my family whom I value most in the world. Going away to college was bittersweet for everyone I knew. For me personally, it was full of anxiety. I would watch you tube videos of other kids moving in to see my situation before it would happen, and it would make my heart race and my mind spin.
By Brook Salvador – 1851 Contributor
Brook Salvador in front of the new Lasell sign. Photo courtesy of Maddie Avery.
When I first arrived on campus on move in day, I was eager to finally arrive at campus, but as we got closer It felt like I had butterflies in my stomach, and my heart was racing as If I was sick. I could hear sounds of students laughing as I walked into check in, I couldn’t wait to make new friends. When I was looking at my best friend that came with me it was such a bittersweet moment, knowing I had to let go of home, and all my friends.
By Cierra Lacaillade– 1851 Contributor
Cierra Lacaillade senior portrait. Photo by Natascha Dacres
The first time I stepped foot onto the Lasell campus was when I toured. It was in February and I remember how cold it was outside and being from Vermont, I know cold. Every time I walked into a building from the outside, it was so warm. I remember the soft yellow lights coming through the windows and I immediately felt the cozy, homelike vibe of Lasell.
By Parker Eckert – 1851 Contributor
My day started with an early morning as I had to leave my home at 7:00 a.m. to drive two and a half hours from Maine to my new home in Woodland Hall at Lasell. I arrived a little after check-in started, and immediately I was caught up in the chaos. However, there was something about the chaos that fed into my excitement of becoming independent.
All day I spent time with my roommates. We went to target to get some more dorm necessities, mostly Red Bull, and I got to meet up with some friends I had made over orientation. My day was great. I got along with everyone, had moved in successfully, but that night I couldn’t sleep. Long after both my roommates had dozed off, I stayed in bed awake, unable to sleep. I was exhausted but there was something about not having my own bed under me that was unfamiliar, and uncomfortable. During my first few nights I was an insomniac, I’d lay awake all night trying sleep only to become frustrated and end up listening to music or taking a late night walk just to give my brain something else to focus on.
As I grew accustomed to my new home in the dorm I learned its quirks – sometimes the trash stinks up the hall, the water pressure in the showers sucks, and if it weren’t for the box fan that has been on 24/7 since move in, I’m pretty sure I would have succumbed to heat stroke in my sleep by now. Thankfully my roommates are great, and I eventually got accustomed to the smaller bed. I like my new home a lot now, quirks and all, even though the three flights of stairs are still an annoying obstacle between me and my bed at the end of a long day.
As I began my classes I was able to fall into a schedule. I have favorite professors, and favorite classes. I have a homework schedule that I follow (sometimes) and as time goes by things like the water pressure that bothered me when I got here don’t anymore.
All in all, I like it here, and I’ve made some great friends so far. Now I just find myself exited for what the future holds, and that I’m exited to experience it with these great people.
By Enzo Ramirez – 1851 Contributor
Enzo Ramirez at a show with his band, Reapercussion at the Middle East Club in Boston. Photo by: Enzo Ramirez mother.
Have you ever been the new kid at school? If you’re reading this and you’re a freshman at Lasell than you definitely have now. I was that kid many times. I actually enjoyed that title before but when I had to be the new kid at Lasell, it was hard.
I’ve been a reserved person for as long as I can remember, so being the new kid was a good way to start over. Only this time, I didn’t want to start over. Going to college meant leaving behind my friends, my family, my band, and the good life I made for myself.
A few days before moving on campus, my band performed at a big club in Boston. I still remember my first few nights on campus trying to remember how good we sounded but I could only hear silence.
It’s easy to dwell on what I have lost but I learned that I should find out what I have gained. First of all, college is way better than high school in every way imaginable. When you start learning about something you really want to know more about, class becomes enjoyable. Making friends was surprisingly easier for me than I originally thought. Also, within my schedule, I was still able to find the time to play music.
Listen, if you’re in college, chances are that college is going to become a sizable part of your life but it doesn’t have to be your whole life. Do not feel like you must be within the parameters of your life at school. College should be that gateway to branching out and doing new things. There is a large amount of free time that should be used to your advantage. You can easily waste it as you can easily spend it wisely.
By Michael Oliveira – 1851 Contributor
Michael Oliveira getting ready for his first day at Lasell University. Photo taken by: Nancy Oliveira.
Leaving my room for the first time, I felt bittersweet, I was excited to start my next chapter, but at the same time I didn’t know what to expect. September 7th, 2019. Move-in day at Lasell, the start of a new chapter, the beginning of adulthood.
As soon as my parents and my girlfriend left the campus, I started living on my own. The first weekend was pretty much getting to know people and learning how to get around campus. The size of the campus was very unexpected as I knew it was small, but I didn’t think it was this small. You can get around campus pretty easily, and the shuttle takes you anywhere from the Natick Mall, to Riverside Train Station whenever we want to leave.
As I was about to go to sleep for the first time in my new home, I heard sirens throughout the night, and cars driving on the highway that is right next to Lasell, I remember not being able to fall asleep any earlier than 3 a.m the first few weeks living here. As the next day came around I started walking around the campus, looking where all of my classes are, and what there is to do around here.
When I walked into the dining hall, there was a very unique smell to it, I could smell the pizza dough being created, grilled chicken, and the smell of burgers being cooked on the grill.
The burgers tasted like a burger from Tasty Burger at Fenway Park, and the pizza had the perfect mix of charcoal and grease with the toppings so perfectly assorted. In my opinion, the pizza is the best thing in the dining hall.
As classes started, I felt an urge of anxiety walking to my first class wondering If I would be able to handle the workload. My first day of classes included waking up at 9 a.m to go to my Writing class at 10, which was followed by Understanding Mass Media at 12:30 p.m. So far it has been a little difficult but something that I will be able to overcome.
Now seven weeks in at Lasell, I feel as though I could still find a lot more to do around here rather than being in my dorm the whole day after classes. I am extremely excited about the rest of my semester at Lasell University!
By Brett Carey – 1851 Contributor
Growing up where I did a majority of my life was not easy. To put you in my shoes for one second, imagine going outside and having nothing to do but sit out by a busy road; not having anyone around you outside of your family to sympathize with, but to be mocked instead; imagine in middle school the feeling of students trampling on your back, and awakening off the floor with a cut on your forehead, and the teachers didn’t bat an eye.
Imagine in high school, everyone is an overly political person flooding your ears with toxic arguments and biases. To put it bluntly, I felt like I was about to cave every waking moment of the day.
Late in my senior year of high school I got accepted into Lasell University, In the moment I wasn’t entirely sure how to feel. Pride? Uneasiness? Happiness? I felt almost numb in a way. Orientation soon rolled around, and I got my first bit of exposure to the school.
In the moment I wasn’t sure what it was, but I felt more at peace there then in my hometown or high school. The bustling and expressive community? The quieter landscapes of the area? I wasn’t sure what it was, but I definitely enjoyed what I saw at Lasell.
Fast forward to September 6th, move in day, I had a lot on my mind that morning. Oddly enough though I felt a sense of happiness I never felt in a long time. It’s bizarre, you hear all the stories of people feeling anxious about their first day, and I felt the opposite; a sense of relief of escaping a town that scarred my brain for ten years of my life.
Sure, the first week was full of unfamiliarity with what buildings were where, and how far they might be away from where I live on campus. but I could go outside and not have to interact with people who I have loathed since my youth, enjoy the fresh air and generally have a good time with life.