East Tennessee State University - Buccaneer Yearbook (Johnson City, TN)

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Sometimes trying to move a refrigerator isn't very simple. how are you? Give me a hug!” said a distant voice. She heard footsteps nearing her door; she wanted to bar out any intruders. The key inserted in the lock was like a knife into her heart. It's all over now, she thought. She could hear someone struggling with boxes and suitcases. The door opened and she sat there defenseless. A tall figure in cutoffs entered her room. Hi, I'm Susan, she said, waiting for a reply. The words pierced her throat as she slowly said. I' ... m ... Don ... na. Susan understood the plight of a freshman. She was a junior who seemed to know everyone on the hall. She kept Donna busy meeting people. Soon Donna forgot the pain she had buried in her mind. Classes would begin tomorrow . . . After a week of rushing to classes, getting lost in the crowd, and an abundance of frustration. Donna became just another college freshman. Janet Kyte resorted to every possible means to carry her load Moving In 17

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Just Another Freshman Anne Mullins Impatiently waiting in the crowded back seat with boxes she had packed, the half-frightened youth managed a sigh as they drew near the campus. She sat writhing her hands in her wrinkled new jeans and wished she was dreaming. She remembered how her sister had stood waving in a puddle of tears; how childish” she thought. Nothing was the same anymore. Why can't I be that silly high school kid? As they parked the car she noticed the building was much larger than home. It looked so empty. People everywhere were lugging and carrying their belongings. She wondered how many people felt the way she did. She noticed people shouting, Hey, how was your summer? She felt separated and alone. She wanted to go home. In desperation she held on to the seat, but she had to surge forward. Her feet glued her to the pavement. Leaving home wasn't so simple after all. Wanting to look grown-up, she twisted loose the unswerving grip and moved ahead of her parents. They thought that she would never be their little girl again. Later she was settled into a strange and empty room. She just knew that she didn’t belong. Oh. God! They’re leaving me here! She wanted to scream, but it died inside. Forgotten tears wet her face to remind her of the emptiness she had found. She sat lost in a pallid room. In the midst of her frustration she heard some girls in the hall. Susan, Some loads aren't quite so heavy. Moving in requires alot of hard work and exertion. 16 Moving In

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Registering by computer makes the pains fewer.