A letter to my 18-year-old college student self


me and my friend Allison, circa 2001

me and my friend Allison, circa 2001

It was 12 years ago TODAY that I started my freshman year of college at Hofstra University…god, how time flies.  I’ve blogged before about how much I loved my college experience (ironically, in a post from exactly one year ago today), but I decided a few weeks ago that I’m going to dedicate this ENTIRE WEEK to back-to-school, all with a college spin.  Make sure to check back every day for a new college-themed post but, in the mean time, enjoy these throwback college-themed posts AND the below letter to my 18-year-old college self.


Dear 18-year-old Jamie,

Looking back, I just smile ear to ear when I think about how excited you were to start college.  I want you to grow as a person, experience new and exciting things, have fun and, of course, continue to learn and get a good education.  I’m so proud of the 18-year-old that you are; you’re kind, compassionate and have an openness that I wish I could once again have at 30.  Always stay true to yourself and value your innocence– it makes you unique, not weak.  Most of all, enjoy the next four years because honestly, they are some of the best times you will ever have.  LIVE in the present, don’t take anything TOO seriously, and remember this:

You can’t control anyone else; you can only control your reaction to other people.

Lastly, while I have you, please (PLEASE) always wear flip flops when you walk into the Estabrook 12th floor bathroom.  You were usually so good about this but that one time…planter’s warts are no fun.  Oh, and enjoy those 4am trips to SBARRO’s for baked zitti, because those will come to a prompt halt post-college.


30-year-old Jamie