It is now the middle of the semester and I am now getting a true taste on how college really is. Socially college has been great I have the best friends ever, they’re understanding and really have been through the same things that I have endured. Most of the teachers and faculty is understanding and respectful. I have some very evil teachers at the moment and are giving me a hard time or normal lifetime occurrences. Like I’ve been sick for two weeks now and am dying from the college plague. I thought people were lying about getting sick in college but they were far from it. Given I have severe asthma, and allergies the sickness is two times worse for me. Although, the sickness hasn’t affected my grades because I’m still doing work just violently sick. Currently, trying to bring my chemistry grade up but it seems as if I’m trying so hard but getting no results. I will combat with that by studying more and trying to fit rest in between it. Mentally, college has been hard, feeling like a failure by struggling on certain classes or feeling pushed away by teachers. It’s a lot harder that high school due to some teachers not taking time to understand your situation and trying to help. Although in return, they show disappointment or frustration. My Mid-semester reflection emits a neutral but sorrowful tone to college and how I feel treated.