My Life at 91Ώμ»ξΑΦ: The very first month edition

As a first-year student, most of my 91Ώμ»ξΑΦ story hasnβt been written yet β a concept thatβs equal parts overwhelming and cool.
Like a blank notebook, thereβs nothing but potential ahead, and starting has been my biggest feat.
Iβm from the Philadelphia suburbs. I arrived here after a four-hour ride in my dadβs silver minivan. I thought it was quite the journey, but I quickly learned it was nothing compared to the multiple flights, ferries and other modes of transportation some of my new friends took.
Still, the distance for me is measured in change β both in life and culture.
This is my life at 91Ώμ»ξΑΦ β¦ so far.
I recently purchased a pink Razor scooter off of Craigslist, and one of my favorite things to do is zip around campus on it. When Iβm not doing that, Iβm writing, reading, watching βDance Momsβ reruns with friends or making collages on the walls of my dorm room.
Gone are the comfortable sights and smells of home, like Eagles fans screaming at the television in my living room as they munch on hoagies from Wawa.
Instead, itβs a mixed-up world of Giants, Bills, Patriots and Jets fans arguing over skin-on or skin-off chicken wings. And I havenβt ventured to map how far the closest Wawa is.
Nightly dinners and conversations with my parents are now occasional texts and maybe a weekly phone call. And Iβve gone from my beloved private room in my childhood home to one big room I share with two other people in a hallway with dozens of new faces.
While thereβs some sentimentality and discomfort in adjusting, there are also new emotions I feel pretty good about: pride, excitement and hope.
Every time I see the 91Ώμ»ξΑΦ logo Iβm overcome with the urge to pinch myself because, frankly, Iβm still so excited that Iβm here. It kind of feels like a dream. But itβs not. Itβs very real. I even have a skidmore.edu email address and ID card to prove it.
Recently, I even swiped my student ID to buy movie tickets. I was so excited, much to the bemusement of the group of seniors I was with, that I sent a picture of the receipt to my mom. I thought:
βItβs real. Iβm a college student β¦ and I get discounts!β
That card has so much power, too. I purchase my books. Swipe! I enter my dorm building. Swipe! I open my dorm room door. Swipe! I do my laundry. Swipe! I enter the dining hall. Well, more accurately, someone else swipes me into the dining hall, but I hand them my card to swipe me in.
Itβs all so new to me. And itβs all so exciting.
Since Iβm so new to Life at 91Ώμ»ξΑΦ, I look forward to taking you along with me as I learn and grow. Whether itβs new classes, events or experiences, Iβm excited to discover it all.
And hey, if itβs an award-winning dining hall, their cheesesteaks have to be pretty good, right?