The Summery of My First Year In University

Parent's expectations of me...

When I started my education at University level (Praise God) my parents did not expect me to juggle school and a job at the same time, unlike other kids. I was just expected to go to class like a good student, complete my assignments in time before deadlines, perhaps feel the obligation to occassionally spend the weekend at home and of course, sit for and pass the End of Semester Exams. Thats it.

Peers' expecations of me...

When I started my education at University level (Lord Have Mercy) my peers clearly made their expectations of me to juggle school and a vicious social life at the same time, just like the rest of the popular kids, very clear. I was to go to class like the nerd I am, complete my assignments the day before its due, party like its 2007 and if I'm strong enough, sit for and pass the End of Semester Exams with the best mark that a Proffeser who hardly sees you in class can give.

My own expectations...

When I started my education at University level, I was (and still am) determined to get through it like I was Summer from the O.C. I would have all my grades high and intact, assignments done ahead of in time, boys flocking my schedule begging for my attention, a parade full of friends, a constanlty ringing cellphone, a crazy bestfriend and a long list of 2-week relationships ended prematurely for the dummest of reasons. Oh, lest I forget to mention I would attend all the major parties in town, dance my ass off and devote my Sunday's to regenerating all the energy lost during the week. Bottom line: I expected to have a blast!

The Result...

When started University (Sweet Jesus) I brought it upon myself to maintain the angellic impression that my parents have of me, by fullfilling their few wishes, and at the same time struggle to keep up with the reputation I have built for myself over the past six years in High School, by mercilessly attending all the parties worth going to, hitting the Clubs and Bars that everybody talks about and keeping up with the ever-changing fashion trends going on in town. Did I mention dating the perfect guy thats going to have every girl envious and every guy trying to out-do themselves? Yeah, thats in there too, purely self satisfaction!

Where I stand...

Puzzled and angry at myself for trying to live the High School instilled University Dream, yet deeply satisfied with myself that I didn't fare too badly...I mean, it coulda been worse, couldnt it?