I went to my local Target yesterday, and I was floored at the array of dorm stuff they had set up throughout the store. Now that I'm no longer in school myself, the beginning of the school year tends to creep up on me unexpectedly, rather than causing the growing sense of anticipation that it used to for the month or so leading up to the first day of school.
This cavalcade of college supplies reminded me of my first dorm room and all the other new experiences my first year of college brought.
Coming to music school felt simultaneously like a dream and like finally waking up after a long hibernation; I had never been in a place where I could truly be myself and be around so many other people my age who loved what I loved. It was incredibly validating.
So my advice to incoming college freshmen is this: appreciate every second of your time in music school. Be grateful even for the sight-singing tests, the inscrutable theory assignments, and the constant struggle to find a practice room. You're in a special place.