The Seven Semesters: #2

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What do you call a freshman without a lanyard or any major-specific courses? A second-semester freshman.

The scariest thing going into that second semester was doing college without my sister (a Peru post will surely be coming in the future!). My classes were gen-eds and basic business prerequisites. I became friends with Allison in history class (I think I was a bad influence on her, though I think we both came out with A’s). I found my few but fabulous go-to businesswomen classmates throughout my classes freshman year, too. By the beginning of second semester, when I saw the same handful of women in class, I realized these were the ladies who were sticking around.

Another memorable event that happened this semester, was that the Packers won the Super Bowl!

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Two words to describe this semester? Five. Crowns. A group of us played every night. What great memories!

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Brittany and Bex often opened up their dorm room to me, Danielle and Kirsten. We did a lot of nail painting and chatting in their upstairs space.

Freshman year, I learned a LOT about life, a little about survival skills (shout-out to my Intro to Management classmates!) and I became more independent. I learned what “The Amazing Race” consists of (and I would not recommend joining a team with athletes if you are, in fact, not a college athlete). My friends and I went line dancing. I visited downtown Chicago, and made music videos, and met more college friends to hang out with.

I signed up for my sophomore year classes and housing, and cried when I had to head home for summer. I didn’t want to leave my new home and all the wonderful people I befriended in those short nine months.

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