“People, there are people everywhere,” was my first thought when I stepped onto campus as a student of Weber State University.
I started attending WSU right out of high school. As a determined multimedia journalism major, I came into college doing what anyone attending this school is doing, making something of myself.
It is fair to say I am not a student that is noticed or stands out among everyone else. I have the struggles everyone has. Tuition eats away at my paychecks, deadlines always seem to be on the same week, I hate parking on campus and I now realize why everyone gets scared out of their pants during finals week.
New opportunities have come into my life I never thought I would get. For example, I’m writing articles for “The Signpost” and gaining credibility. Again, nothing standing out from other reporters of the college paper, but I’ve seen the work, dedication, time and concentration put into what is published every Monday, Wednesday and Friday.
Being a reporter is extremely demanding and time consuming. Through my extremely short time with “The Signpost,” my urge to pursue a career as a journalist has increased. My passion of writing combined with the fact that I can handle something a lot of other people cannot is rewarding.
Meeting people on the staff who share the same interests as me has been amazing. I do not only look up to Katie Couric, but now I admire Skyler Pyle, editor in chief, and Abby Payne, editor of the Arts and Entertainment section. These two women are the two always including me and encouraging me when I need it most. Even if they do not see what their small words mean to me, they make me a better writer by teaching and setting a good example.
Aside from the work aspect of college, first-day-of-school jitters should be a thing of elementary school, but I get them every day walking around campus. College is a different world where I am unable sit by myself for maybe 30-45 minutes without someone random smiling at me while walking by. A friendly stranger will start talking to me in the Union building, about nothing in particular. New people and new friends are scary. I love it.
The social life I’ve developed at school is blooming from what I had in high school. I’m being invited to parties and getting texts or phone calls galore. Granted, school and work cuts into my social life, but it is thrilling to be included.
I find it upsetting to know that not everyone is getting positive experiences along with the work of college. I’ve made friends with other freshmen who do nothing but go to their classes then go home right after. As cliche as this sounds, getting involved with activities and clubs makes school entertaining.
Hearing negative comments about WSU is unsettling. Yes, it is a dry campus. Yes, it is a commuting school for most and nothing more. No, it is not a bad university to study at. No, making friends here is not a burden. If no one is going to give amazing opportunities, awesome professors or new experiences a chance, there is no school to suit you.
Even if I feel like I am getting buried alive from over-priced books or hastily transcribing lecture material into a notepad, I find the experience of college fulfilling so far. I will have a different look on it by the time senior year comes around, I’m sure. For now, I’m going to study and hope for the best.