If you were to travel back to your freshman year, how would you live your college life?

If I go back to my freshman year, I will slap myself in the mouth and tell myself that no matter how big the university is, it is still a school, a school, a school! It's normal to read books well, you can do other things after graduation, and if you don't study much in college for four years, your mentality is easy to waste. In school, reading and learning is the normal state.

Draw seriously, take professional classes seriously, insist on running for 45 minutes every other day, and exercise for one hour each time three times a week as appropriate.

Take your studies seriously, fall in love seriously, don't want to be messy, and do something you like.

。。I'm a freshman.,Don't fall in love, don't play games, don't chase dramas, don't even go shopping.,Single-minded professional classes.。。。 Four-six, four-six, heart disease.

I want to learn English well, study abroad after graduating from my bachelor's degree, and I don't care about not getting involved in things that I don't have a good interest in, and at the same time, I don't want to be in love.

I will definitely study hard, I will not hide my laziness with busy behavior like now, I will definitely study steadily, learn every subject well, exercise more, and I will not be afraid to do things without confidence like now. In short, it is better to look forward to the future and be a new person than to regret the past.

Now in my freshness, as an English college entrance examination student who has been studying Japanese for two years in high school, I am preparing for Japanese N2.

At that time, my freshman year had just begun, and I just wanted to be happy with my foundation, and finally studied with everyone (at that time, my personal level couldn't even reach N4, and I didn't think about passing N2 in a year).

In the next semester, I took the N2 exam out of pressure. I've been going crazy with endorsements, just thinking that if I had started preparing last semester, I wouldn't have to do this. I want to cry.

It's just that I'm just 200 degrees more nearsighted, less whiteheaded, lose half my life, and I won't give up N2. (So far, there is no "real fragrance").

If I could travel back to my freshman year, I would never agree to my ex-boyfriend's confession, and if it weren't for him, I wouldn't be sad all day long and have no intention of studying.

I guess I spent more time in the library, and I feel like I'm just so barren now, and I only know about my major.

I won't be indiscriminately applying to any clubs, I must think quietly, know what I really want to do, and give it my all.

If I go back to my freshman year, I will choose to drop out and take the college entrance examination again.

I should want to learn English well, and strive to give the fourth or sixth level at one time, I really don't want to go down the old road anymore, and I regret it when I think about it.

Then I'm going to spend money on expensive clothes and shoes, and then I'll form a small group, and I'll kill the guy who treated me like that, and let him see if he can handle his cruelty, and then I'll find a girlfriend, and I'll have to get a few more, or it's a big loss, and it's all left over from someone else's play.

In her sophomore year this year, she has passed English level 4, learned English well, learned software professional courses, studied abroad after graduating from undergraduate, insisted on running three times a week, yoga twice, insisted on writing dreams, and went home to accompany her grandmother while she was not working, she is 75 years old.

If I go back to my freshman year, I will not let myself be so confused, what to do, and no longer childish refusal.