There are many things I remember about my freshman year in college.
I remember the smell of the elevator in my dorm (don’t ask). I remember that about the only thing that was good in the dining hall were the chicken fingers. Oh and the peach cobbler. With ice cream. I ate A LOT of those two things my freshman year. (can you say, Freshman 15??)
I remember walking in the rain a lot that first semester and thanking my mother under my breath for buying me those “silly” golashes that I thought were ridiculous at the time. Saved my bacon.
I remember changing roomates just a few months in and having to move ALL MY STUFF up and down one flight of stairs by myself to change rooms. Even my second roomate didn’t work out that well. Wonder if I should have stayed.
I remember getting strep throat and wishing I had my Mommy as I walked ALL the way across campus to the health center with my throat throbbing and a raging fever.
I remember walking out of my dorm room to go to an exam after watching the news that Kurt Cobain had died on my roomate’s little t.v.
I remember doing my homework to Ace of Base at my half of the desk in my room while people slammed their room’s doors so hard it made the walls shake.
I remember being late to my very first class of second semester which was the first class specifically for my major and taught by the professor who would become my mentor.
I remember being so excited to receive letters or packages in my post box at the student union from my mom or from my boyfriend at the time, that was back at home completing his senior year (he was younger than me).
But probably the thing I remember the most is meeting and becoming friends with Corrie.
Corrie and I are VERY different but we were drawn to each other for many reasons. We both love music and shopping and we pretty much have the same sense of humor.
The night I met her a friend of mine from the dorm took me over to another girl’s room and Corrie was there. She was sitting down on the floor by the “jam box” (yeah, I’m old, get over it) playing CDs and being d.j. for our little party. After that we quickly became friends and started hanging out.
There were many reasons why I could have left (and even wanted to) that college and gone back home but I believe that both Corrie and the co-ed fraternity that I joined saved me from doing that.
I’ll always REMEMBER the night that she and I went to the Sack N’ Save and despite the fact that she was 14 months younger than me, she bought the beer without the cashier even blinking an eye. (remember, we were freshmen and by the way, she skipped a year in school). We sat outside on the large lawn by the dorm in the dark and drank our beer and ate Star Crunches.
She’s quirky like that and I’ve always loved how from the very beginning, she had me take the path not always traveled. I would totally drink beer and eat Star Crunches with her any day. That’s how much I love her. ; )
Oh and Sophmore year she became my roomate and we lived together until we graduated. She was in my wedding, we’ve visited her in Colorado and her parents are like a second set to me when I see them. Oh and boy can that girl cook! See, a girl after my own heart.
Corrie will ALWAYS be one of my very best friends. There are days when I wish I could just sit down and talk with her and she could give me her perspective or just her ear. We used to talk forever when we lived together. Sometimes I think just being in the same room with her would make me feel better when I’m not so good. In fact I know it would…
This one is for you, Cor! You know I love you and always will. Thanks for the memories, the friendship and all the wonderful things you’ve brought into my life since that day our freshman year. I miss you and I love you! MWAH!
(Me & Corrie in 1995 – please don’t make fun of my hair…)