Self Reflection of 1st Year of College Soccer Game
Reflection of
Last week sometime I went to a soccer game. I choose to go to the soccer game because it was really just all I could think of and I finally had some free time to relax and enjoy the college life. College life to me was of coarse stressing over classes and doing a ton of homework but also staying up late, no parents, finding myself and becoming more independent. So I went to a soccer game, done with my class homework so I wanted to be a college student and enjoy being a prideful UNC Charlotte student.
Going to this college soccer game made everything sink in ever since that moment. I was fitting in and having a good time. It was a little nerve wrecking just wondering “oh no, nobody is going to like me cause I’m a freshmen” and “I’m not going to look cool cause I don’t have very many friends with me” and then I started to wonder “shoot, I wonder what the other people are going to wear” but once I left my room, walked the 10 minute hike to the field, and saw everyone, all those silly thoughts instantly went away. It was just all my anxiety. We all sat down towards the back of the bleachers and gazed at the soccer game, we were late so the action had already started. I’m not really a soccer type of girl but just being there was exciting and felt like a breath of fresh air in some sense.
After the first half of the soccer game, I started to feel comfortable and was contemplating if I should be outspoken and tell the girls that I wanted to go closer to the front of the bleachers. It seemed like most of the students were all down there and I didn’t mind getting a closer view along with being with the rest of the college kids and sit in the front. They seemed more excited and lively and I could tell they were having a blast down there. Just as I was about to say something, a friend of my roommate spotted us in the crowd and invited us to come to the front in the “student section”. He gave us a warm smile and right then I knew this was my chance so I
Last week sometime I went to a soccer game. I choose to go to the soccer game because it was really just all I could think of and I finally had some free time to relax and enjoy the college life. College life to me was of coarse stressing over classes and doing a ton of homework but also staying up late, no parents, finding myself and becoming more independent. So I went to a soccer game, done with my class homework so I wanted to be a college student and enjoy being a prideful UNC Charlotte student.
Going to this college soccer game made everything sink in ever since that moment. I was fitting in and having a good time. It was a little nerve wrecking just wondering “oh no, nobody is going to like me cause I’m a freshmen” and “I’m not going to look cool cause I don’t have very many friends with me” and then I started to wonder “shoot, I wonder what the other people are going to wear” but once I left my room, walked the 10 minute hike to the field, and saw everyone, all those silly thoughts instantly went away. It was just all my anxiety. We all sat down towards the back of the bleachers and gazed at the soccer game, we were late so the action had already started. I’m not really a soccer type of girl but just being there was exciting and felt like a breath of fresh air in some sense.
After the first half of the soccer game, I started to feel comfortable and was contemplating if I should be outspoken and tell the girls that I wanted to go closer to the front of the bleachers. It seemed like most of the students were all down there and I didn’t mind getting a closer view along with being with the rest of the college kids and sit in the front. They seemed more excited and lively and I could tell they were having a blast down there. Just as I was about to say something, a friend of my roommate spotted us in the crowd and invited us to come to the front in the “student section”. He gave us a warm smile and right then I knew this was my chance so I