Monologue by Partap Singh

A significant experience in my life was the first day of college. It was my first day and I had no idea what to expect. I woke up an hour earlier than I would normally, I got ready, made sure I didn’t smell funny and left my house. I was so caught up in the thought of being late to college on my first day, that I forgot to buy a metro card. So after I bought the card I got on the bus and later transferred on to the train. My first class of the day was art history and it started at 9:30, I got to school at 8:45. I was the first one in class, I saw the masses of students pour in as i sat in my seat. the class filled up and eventually there were more than a hundred students in class, I felt overwhelmed, excited and cluster phobic at the same time. The class was an hour and a half long. After art history was over I felt like crying: the professor told the class what he expected from each student and the amount of work we had to do.  Just when I thought it couldn’t get any worse I realized it I had two more classes left. The next class was American history. American History was even worse in terms of the work we had to complete. After American history was political science, the expectations were similar to the rest of my classes. The thing I took away from that day was life only gets tougher and its up to me to make the best of it. All I have to do is put in a little hard work.