Oct 12, 2005 11:56
It is a cold, rainy, drizzly, and all together sucky day weather-wise. The campus looks depressed, seriously. That's why I feel bad for all the kids doing the campus tours this week. No college looks great in the rain, and if it does, then stop your tour- that is where you are destined to be! Seeing all these kids on their tours, I'm instantly transported back to four years ago, when I was a high school sophomore looking at schools (yes, I started summer after my sophomore year because I am a total nerd and had been looking at schools since I was in like fifth grade, but my parents made me wait till sophomore year to start touring, lol!) Back then, the college kids seemed so old, so mature, like they had their whole lives planned out. I had it planned out, too. I was going to have the perfect roommate and perfect friends in college. I would get straight A's and major in English or communications, be a journalist for a small-town paper, marry my college sweetheart (of course captain of the college ice hockey team), and live in the Berkshires in my perfect house, complete with a dog and a white picket fence, and of course goldfish. Before the picket fence, however, I was going to go to get my Masters (at least one, maybe more) in journalism. It was perfect.
The reality? I am an American studies major (minor in business studies) who currently wants to go into marketing or a related business field. I still want to live in the Berkshires in my perfect house, complete w/ a dog and a white picket fence, but no goldfish (my last one committed suicide). I want kids instead (really, i'd take care of them better than my fish, i swear!) Chances are im not marrying a hockey player, though if there are any free ones who are interested out there, preferably Canadian cuz they have the cool accents and my kids could have dual citizenship, which is cool. JUST KIDDING CHRIS!
So anyways, back to college tours. My first college tour was to Providence College. I'm not kidding. I didn't know if I liked it or not, because, well, I had nothing to compare it to. All I did know, however, was that I was going here. I couldn't explain it, but while I visited other schools and thought of myself at them, I knew it was just dreaming, because the reality was I was going to PC- even if I denied it, saying I wanted to go to BC or Williams instead. PC was wear I belonged. It is where I still belong :-)