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I would like to note that over time, things change.
Today I realized how much I love Wellesley and how little I appreciate it. I really, really, really need to start appreciating what I have here in the time that I have left. Yeah, it's not perfect and it's not everything I could maybe want, but it's pretty goddamn good and not only is it scary that I only have two semesters left, it's sad. I'm really sad that I've let two (and a bit) years fly by so fast without appreciating the resources at my disposal and the environment that I'm in and all that I am able to do here. I'm surrounded by people that are just as smart and motivated and funny and nice and awesome as I am (even if they don't show it all the time) and I literally have access to almost anything I need, all the time. I am building a future for myself and learning things about myself that I don't see in my everyday life, but that have accumulated over the last years into something really special. I'm suddenly realizing that it doesn't really matter what I choose to do when I graduate, because I have Wellesley behind me and I am prepared for anything.
When they say that your love of Wellesley grows with time, they weren't kidding. Cardinal rules- all first years hate Wellesley, and if they don't leave by their senior year, they love it with all of their being.
On the other hand, you forget almost all pain with time, and the awkwardness and lonliness and frustration of my first years is fading, so I'm pretty sure that has something to do with my newfound perspectives. Actually, newfound isn't really the right word; it's not like they appeared out of thin air. They've been growing, percolating with time. Everything will happen in time.
and this does not mean that I don't want to come home, or that I don't miss home. But this is my home too, and I think anywhere could be home if you're with the right people.
Today I realized how much I love Wellesley and how little I appreciate it. I really, really, really need to start appreciating what I have here in the time that I have left. Yeah, it's not perfect and it's not everything I could maybe want, but it's pretty goddamn good and not only is it scary that I only have two semesters left, it's sad. I'm really sad that I've let two (and a bit) years fly by so fast without appreciating the resources at my disposal and the environment that I'm in and all that I am able to do here. I'm surrounded by people that are just as smart and motivated and funny and nice and awesome as I am (even if they don't show it all the time) and I literally have access to almost anything I need, all the time. I am building a future for myself and learning things about myself that I don't see in my everyday life, but that have accumulated over the last years into something really special. I'm suddenly realizing that it doesn't really matter what I choose to do when I graduate, because I have Wellesley behind me and I am prepared for anything.
When they say that your love of Wellesley grows with time, they weren't kidding. Cardinal rules- all first years hate Wellesley, and if they don't leave by their senior year, they love it with all of their being.
On the other hand, you forget almost all pain with time, and the awkwardness and lonliness and frustration of my first years is fading, so I'm pretty sure that has something to do with my newfound perspectives. Actually, newfound isn't really the right word; it's not like they appeared out of thin air. They've been growing, percolating with time. Everything will happen in time.
and this does not mean that I don't want to come home, or that I don't miss home. But this is my home too, and I think anywhere could be home if you're with the right people.