Life at a huge school is quite different than what I thought it would be. I went to an extremely small high school (approximately 800 students) and it got to be too small after four years. When I looked at colleges, I knew I wanted to go to a HUGE school. I pictured lots of school spirit, amazing football games, lecture halls packed with students, wild parties, etc.
My first taste of life at a big school was the extremely long line of cars waiting to pull into Gate #1. It was move-in day and there were probably more cars waiting to get inside my school than there were vehicles in certain third world countries. But even the wait at the gate was nothing compared to the wait for the elevators inside my new apartment. The elevators were small to begin with and everyone was holding big boxes, so only a couple of people could get in at one time. Once inside the elevator, I discovered that it moved like a snail. I could have probably gotten there faster using the stairs.
Finally, I got all of my personal belongings moved inside my apartment. Then I had to go to the financial aid office to turn in some paperwork. The campus was, needless to say, very big and the map the school sent me looked nothing like the real campus. I got lost, asked for directions, got lost again, asked for directions again and finally found the office. The line inside the office was so long, I couldn't even see the front of it. I got in line thinking, “How long could this possibly take?”
