Dear Past Jacob,
College is better than anything you could ever imagine. The friends you will make here are going to be some of the most incredible people you have ever met. They are going to be so supportive in whatever you plan on doing. Your roommate is going to end up being like a brother to you. You still are going to want to be a doctor, but you are also going to want to be a pharmacist, professor, neuromonitorist, social worker and basically any other health profession. Maybe one year from now Jacob will have more answers. It’s his problem anyways. There are going to be hard times here, but they are no different than the hard times you had back home. The 300 person lectures that you say “aren’t that bad” are that bad. Your professor won’t know you at all, regardless of how often you go to their office hours. The professors that do make the time to get to know you are going to be more mentor than lecturer. You’re going to want to join every club and do everything, but just know that it’s ok to drop out of some clubs. Don’t sign up to be a fencer. You’ll wind up going to two practices and then never touching it again. When you are deciding between an 8 am class and a 6 pm class, suck it up and take the 8 am because you’re going to hate being in class until it’s actually dark outside. You’re going to have so much fun here. You’re going to learn so much here. You’re going to grow so much here. Enjoy it all and take pictures because it’s going to fly by.