It’s About Who You Know…

After high school, adults advise, “don’t miss an exam,” “you should probably study,” and “this is your time to explore.” Everyone claimed college will be the best four years of my life. I’m going to make so many friends. I’ll get to take classes that truly interest me. It’s going to be nonstop fun!

Don’t get me wrong, I had fun.

But I also struggled a lot this year.

I went to Iowa State for a degree in Animal Ecology but soon realized: not for me.  Keeping up with classes was difficult.  My grades tumbled and I kept a lot to myself, suddenly aware that I made the wrong choice.

I tolerated people more so than befriending them.  No one could replace people I loved already.  Besides, everyone was BFFs already and I didn’t want to intrude.  So I coexisted with my roommate and struggled academically, relying on the occasional care package and online shopping shipment to brighten my day.

By winter, I even considered transferring, my gut telling me to get out.  But that felt like quitting; I would change my major and see what happens.

During this time, what kept my spirits up was the Motion Sickness Dance Team, a hip hop club.  Fellow dancers brightened my spirits, I couldn’t bring myself to part with them.

To change my major, I had to fit an entire year’s worth of a core design program in just one semester.  Everyone said I was crazy.  Professors thought it shouldn’t be allowed, yet this spring of 2015 had a record amount of students doing that exact thing.

I got a job, too. Coworkers insisted I’d go insane if I stayed there.  But I stayed.

I wanted to prove I was capable.  Even though spring was way busier than fall, somehow, I knew it would be better.

My year developed into something positive; coworkers, classmates, and club members taking my mind off the negatives.

Unfortunately, during the last full week of school, something happened.

As the Motion Sickness club turned into family, we were blindsided with a tragedy.

My good friend, dance partner, and future roommate passed away.

She was amazing.  Practice was never dull when she was around.  A music major, I could relate to her creativity.  Though she would deny it, she was a talented dancer, too.  How someone so bubbly, talented, and unique could leave this world so suddenly will forever remain a mystery.  Sometimes I think about her and picture her playing her piccolo in the afterlife, grinning down at us.  The Motion Sickness family flocked together during such a difficult time.  We were there to console, to hug, to remember the good times.  Now, I’m sure, I can’t leave them.

This year, packed with ups and downs, was a blessing in disguise; it made me stronger.  I grew from this experience and developed friendships that I know will last.

I’m proud to say I’ve been accepted to the Integrated Studio Arts program at Iowa State University and could not have done it without massive support.

My take away?  Make good friends and good things will happen.

That’s my first year at college, how did yours go?

-Frankie :*

There’s More Than Corn in Iowa

So college is a huge thing, and if you go, it’s supposedly the craziest, best time of your life right?  That, of course, makes me think that I’ll have some amazing story to tell right off the bat, the second I set foot on campus.  Realistically, my move in story is admittedly kinda boring.  But maybe you’re interested in hearing about it anyway.  So I’m going to type about move in day, read it if you wish.

I’m the one they call Frankie.  Yes, it’s a nickname.  No, I don’t feel like sharing what it’s short for.  I chose to attend a large University for my college years.  As of last year (IDK where this year’s info went), the total enrollment here at Iowa State University is 33,241 students.  That is about 50 times the amount of our entire high school….is my math right? I used a calculator. And us freshman take up…uh…(not sure the exact number, I just know we’ve set the record amount of incoming students…again).  I’m really good at this knowing my college stuff, haha.  Quite obviously, Iowa State University is in Iowa.  Specifically, it’s in Ames.  Ames is one of like two actual cities in the whole state and it’s a campus town so without the college, this place probably wouldn’t even exist.

That's me by the sign! And no, it's not edited.  It was like ten at night.

That’s me by the sign! And no, it’s not edited. It was like ten at night.

Fun Fact:  I pulled this right off of our http://www.registrar.iastate.edu/enrollment page (since I included the URL, this is legal right?)

  • Students come from every county in Iowa, every state in the country, and from more than 100 foreign countries.
  • A total of 3,797 international students enrolled at Iowa State in fall 2013, comprising over 11% of the total enrollment.

Being the only one at ISU from my school, or of anyone I know, I decided to ditch the private school scene for a taste of public school.  So far, no complaints.  I also can’t really complain too much about the weather either.  It’s naturally like a good 10 degrees warmer than back home without the lake-effect: everything.  But Iowa still has pretty seasons like Wisconsin, just not quite as much heavy snow (Thank God.).  As welcoming as the Midwest is though, I got a lot of unwanted stares and a few hate mail glares for wearing my Packer shirt on move in day.  I don’t think we’re in Wisconsin anymore, Toto…On the bright side, even though she’s from Minnesota, my roomie, Liz is pretty cool.  Our room came with lofted beds and is quite more spacious than either of us expected.  I fit everything and I’m a girl who loves her clothes.  My mom, dad, brother, and I had to lug everything up to the room ourselves, though, cause we were too late for the move-in crew.  At least I’m on the second floor (Wallace, Rambo, coed, all level students—in case you’re wondering).  And I’m not sure how we missed the move-in crew since it took us about 6 hours to drive here and we arrived by like 6.  Liz only had three hours to drive and she claimed her side before I even got there.  The two of us had never met in person before that fateful day, August 19th, 2014.  Although we did Facebook chat and text a bunch.  Settling in, you can totally tell which side of our room is mine; messy and colorful with lipstick, hair things, and jewelry scattered about.  I guess I should make it a goal of mine to get a bit more on top of things and clean my stuff.

Most people would assume I’m attending school for the fine arts or something, but being the ISU of Science and Technology, this place gives me the option to pursue my dream of working with wild animals via a degree in Animal Ecology.  I’ve not yet added a minor but we all know I’m gonna do as much as possible in my time here.  This includes clubs and stuff.  I already signed up for a juggling club, look forward to joining an ultimate Frisbee team, and plan to search out or create my own dance clubs (I would create an Irish dance club.  I’m an Irish dancer).  This is what’s most exciting about college life, joining so many activities!  I get to choose from over 800 clubs! 😮 My goal is to join and actively participate in at least three clubs (let’s go time management).  Maybe I’ll join some academic clubs, too (that’ll probably help me reach my goal of getting all As [A-s included] <- haha, ambitious right?)  We’ll see what happens.

I think I hit all of the highlights (yeah, we made an outline with bullet points and everything.  Well, Michy did.  This blog is THAT cool).  So if anyone has questions or I missed something, COMMENT, or like, idk find me on Facebook and message me or something.  Sweet.  I’m off to live my adventure! (yes I just plugged an ISU line, forgive me.)

Til next time,

-Frankie :-*

P.S.  My dorm is so far away from the main campus, it doesn’t even show up on the map.  Therefore, I do not plan on walking to class too often.

I prefer biking to riding the bus to class.

I prefer biking to riding the bus to class.