So you made it. The first year of college flew by â as it often does â and now youâre a sophomore. In theory, not much is different. The buildings are the same, there is still that one spot of campus that you hate for a very specific reason that maybe only one or two others will understand, the dining hall food is still always a little disappointing. But thereâs a shift. It may be subtle, but after the initial novelty of move-in and seeing all your friends again has worn off, youâre left to face the reality.
You may spot it especially during the first week, as your college brings out their best and brightest for the freshmen. Whether it is a âweek of welcomeâ or an event to meet new friends, you slowly begin to realize that the things that last year were shiny and built irrevocably for you, now seem a little alienating. There is an unspoken understanding that universities are built for freshmen and for seniors and when youâre in that middle bit, it feels like youâre holding your breath, jumping from one cliff to another. You arenât the ingenue anymore, and this can lead to feelings of confusion and uncertainty.
Where do I fit in?
The new freshmen you have met are asking you for advice and you feel a rising panic when you donât know the answers. Iâm just like you, you want to plead with them, Iâve only just gotten here. The panic comes in waves.
You remember how when you first got here, the sophomores you knew were self-assured. They knew all the answers to the questions. And here you are, having more questions now than you did the first year. But then you look at the freshmen and they have this glimmer in their eye. Youâre not sure if itâs admiration or optimism, but in that second, you must understand that they see you as self-assured. So maybe the upperclassmen you once knew were feeling just how you are now. Maybe they were figuring out their place in the social experiment that is an American university campus.
That question you got asked that seemed so overwhelming now you recognize is about a class you had with a professor last semester. That to get an A, you have to do the required reading before the class in order to best engage with the discussion. You tell them this, and they are grateful. You can help. The hallways are familiar to you. You know the best shortcuts which mean you get to hit snooze for an extra 10 minutes. The first year of college was you finding your footing. Now, you can dance on them.
In the words of Taylor Swift, âThe scary thing is, youâre on your own now. But the cool thing is, youâre on your own now!â Being a sophomore is scary. Itâs being part of a machine that operated very differently for you just a few months ago. But itâs a different type of freedom. Itâs growth and responsibility and experience all rolled into one. Youâre growing up, and thatâs actually brilliant.