When it comes time to start college there are two different type of students. There are the ones who can't wait to get as far away as possible from their parents and the ones who don't want to give up the life they have come to know and love and dread having to leave it behind. Personally, I was one of the ones who weren't too thrilled to be going away. I had the perfect job and the perfect life back at home and there was no way things would be any better by going away to college. 

At first I was right about the feeling of college not being that great and having nothing besides a good education to offer me. My first semester at Longwood was completely and utterly miserable. I began working at a job that I hated for way less money than I use to make and I was often bored around campus with nothing to do and no one to hang out with. I constantly had the thought of transferring schools and took any chance I could get to go home. Now I know this makes it sound like Longwood is a terrible and miserable school to be at and at the time that is how I truly felt. There was no way possible things would get any better at this school, or so I thought.

During my second semester at Longwood, life did a complete turn around. I think the phrase "All you need is love" describes this turn around in mood the best. I soon realized there was absolutely nothing wrong with Longwood and that I was just being the average dramatic teen when something doesn't go their way. Home sickness was also a very contributing factor to my less than desirable mood as well. However, all that changed when I met an awesome group of people that live on my hall in the dorms. My attitude soon went from "I hate life" to "This is the best life ever" and it's all thanks to them. I am forever in their debt for the love they have shown me and the experiences and memories they have given me in the past few months.