Student Blogger: Megan McCarthy

Freshman year of college is, to put it in a metaphorical position, like a stack of disorganized papers that you have to fit into one little tiny box. It seems as if it is quite literally impossible to organize into a concise enough stack to fit into this specific box.

The summer of 2017 saw me at the end of my successful high school career. I grew up as a military child, having lived everywhere stretching from Germany to Kansas, and from where I was stationed in the hot, sticky climate of North Carolina, I had no idea how confusing and difficult my first month or so would be in college.