a chronicle of a young freshman
This is the story all about how my life got flipped, turned upside-down. Long story short:
I graduated early from high school. Did some extra work. Didn't take any electives.
Now, I'm 16 and in college. Brigham Young University, to be specific. "16 and in College" sounds like a more positive, inspiring offshoot of MTV's 16 and Pregnant. I've always been the youngest kid in my class because I skipped preschool. But nothing could've prepared me for being the youngest out of like 30,000 students.
There are a bunch of interesting circumstances I find myself in as a result of the age gap. Here are a few examples.
If you direct your attention to the slide show below, you'll see some scenery, some mid-century modern architecture, and crowds, which are a thing now. I went from a school of 450 to a school of 30,000. Paradigm High is 1.5% of BYU. Think about that.
That concludes this post. There will be more stories of excitement and peril coming soon. I need to go study. Which is also a thing in college. Who knew you'd actually need to study to get good grades?