To talk about college we need to start way back, about 4 years ago…let’s see that brings us to my senior year of high school. If you’re wondering how cool and hot and popular I was…well let me paint a picture for you:
This photo was taken just after a “We the People” competition. You probably haven’t heard of “We the People” but it’s all about the constitution and I basically got to know federalism backwards and forwards that year. I also discovered how serious my fear of public speaking truly was. Anyways, at this time I was making my decision about where to go to college, since I thought I was some big shot federalism expert (I mean we were the “We the People” state champions) I thought I should probably be an environmental lawyer (at this point I wasn’t taking my public speaking problem too seriously…). I applied to probably twenty colleges, no joke, flew to Hawaii to tour schools (because I also sort of wanted to be a marine biologist) and finally decided on Western Washington University (generally considered the hippie college in my state). There were no surprises there, I mean…this was me the previous year after all:
But after sending in my deposit money to Western I changed my mind yet again. Going to Western seemed too unadventurous, everyone expected me to go to Western and get my dreads back and eat dandelions and wear daisies in my hair everyday (actually sounds like a wonderful life right?!) and so many of my friends from high school were going to Western, so at the last minute I switched it up and sent my money and dorm application to Washington State University (the “party” school). I thought I’d really pulled some sort of crazy trick on the world, I wore my Victoria’s Secret WSU sweatshirt around the halls of high school like some sort of champ. At this point I somehow didn’t realize that the whole wide world couldn’t have cared less which state school I threw $25,000 a year at.
And so, that August my college career at WSU began.
And all of a sudden it was Sophomore year!
All while managing to keep an outstanding GPA (not to brag or anything) and become Academic Chair of my Sorority (I’m even more proud of this than the We the People State Championship, nerd problems). And then at the end of Sophomore year I decided to transfer schools. Why transfer when everything was going so well and I was having the ultimate college experience (the kind of college experience I hope my kids have one day)…well my high school boyfriend (of 4 years) and I called it quits. I made up a million excuses about why I wanted to transfer (to be in the city, to pursue a new major, to be closer to my best friend Nicole) but in reality Pullman (the town WSU is in) didn’t seem so magical anymore. It felt toxic, it felt different, and despite all of the friends I loved and campus I adored, it felt just plain wrong. So I transferred.
Could I have stuck it out and got over my break up? Probably. Would I have been happy in Pullman again? I think so. However that wasn’t the choice I made, and while I miss Pullman and my sorority sisters every single day, I know that I made the decision I did because I truly felt it was the right choice for me at the time. And as a result, I met and began dating this wonderful guy:
and started nannying the most adorable children for the sweetest families. So in the end, do I regret transferring? It’s sort of a tough call…I want to be with Jeff and I know there is no way I would have met him and started dating him in Pullman, however, if in some crazy alternate universe I had met Jeff, and we were both in Pullman, happy as little clams and able to pursue our dreams there then I would want to be there (the best of both worlds right???). However, that isn’t the case, it is purely as fantastical and imaginary as a Unicorn (no matter how sad it may be).
Here’s to hoping my senior year brings wonderful happy new memories that compete with the happy town of Pullman!
P.S. To any of my Delta Delta Delta sisters who may be reading this, happy work week and recruitment week little dolphins! I know you all will sparkle like the pearls you are meant to be!
Oh and by the way, today I am participating in a link-up all about college, turns out other people love college just as much as I do (who would have known?!)