Two months. Only two months and we have to grow up; change within that two month in order to fit into the “real world.” Today felt different. I’ve already been here plenty of times over the summer, but this time was different. The hallways were alive; it was the first time I had to wait on a line just to get into the elevator. And everyone was so loud, as if they were all good buddies, but I guess the freshman will have to do that for themselves. Finally got my place in the elevator, made sure not to look anyone directly in the eye. Then I had to look for my room. The last time I looked for my classroom was four years ago! When I was a freshman at high school. Everything felt so similar, yet somehow unique, the atmosphere was off. I knew I wouldn’t be able to talk to every single person here and make connections with my fellow students like high school. That’s when I remembered this isn’t high school, it’s college.