My freshman year was fun socially (that was the year that I learned females did not have to stand by for panty raids --
we could actually go on jockey raids
). Academically, I suffered. My mentor did anything but... I did not feel that he was concerned about my grades and it wasn't until the next year when I switched my major, applied for the Honors College, and got a new mentor, that my grades improved.
[This message has been edited by tickledpink (edited November 01, 2000).]