Okay, I know this is my second post today, but I'm headed on vacation for a week in Nepal tomorrow, so I won't really have much time other than right now. I also know that both of today's posts are related to college, but hey, can you blame me? It's only the foremost thing on my mind.
So here's the deal. Ever since I was a little 4th grader in my tiny school uniform (yes, I did go to a prep school... which will remain anonymous) I've wanted to go UMich. It makes sense, right? Live in Michigan, go to school in Michigan, go to UMich... heck, most of my friends from that school are going either to Michigan or State. It's what makes most sense to us, or to me at least
Even in the almost-six years I've been living in India, I centered all my college plans around attending Michigan. But then came the bombshell... my dad moved away from Detroit and suddenly, my dream school wasn't practical anymore. Don't get me wrong, the college I'm going to is great. It's what's best for me, and I know it. After carefully deliberating the positives of following my old plan (before I moved) and my new one (that was formulated in freshman year of high school), I decided that my new plan is the one that suits this enhanced version of me better than the old one.
Accepting that I won't be going to my dream school is proving quite difficult. I can actually hardly sleep because of it! There's always that little nagging voice that's continuously questioning my decision and asking me why I've given up a dream. However, the reality is that that's now a dream in a dream and your dreams have to change with your reality.
I can suddenly sleep again, and I look forward to the fall with even more enthusiasm than I did before.
P.S. Quite an emotional post, I know. I promise, it won't happen again... or at least, too often. Be back soon, and I'll be full of stories from my week in Nepal!!!
Thursday, April 19, 2012
College
After receiving letters of varying news from different colleges we are all faced with a tough decision, and possibly one of the most important ones of our lives- which college do I want to go to?
We've all had this dream of going to college and being ultimately happy... ever since we're little, we'll be thinking of college. And those fantasies, yeah, they're pretty great. But let's take a moment to think. Really, what's the difference going to be? No parents. No annoying little siblings. No free laundry/food. And no more of mom's great cooking. What do we anticipate most? The freedom. Which is something, which I think, the parents fear most.
But looking at the fall from my standing point... I don't think life will be all that different. I mean, I'm still going to be me. I'm still going to have homework. I'm still going to have to do my laundry once a week. The change is only perceived in the fact that you live at school and are constantly surrounded by friends... but after a while, wouldn't you get bored of them, too?
We've all had this dream of going to college and being ultimately happy... ever since we're little, we'll be thinking of college. And those fantasies, yeah, they're pretty great. But let's take a moment to think. Really, what's the difference going to be? No parents. No annoying little siblings. No free laundry/food. And no more of mom's great cooking. What do we anticipate most? The freedom. Which is something, which I think, the parents fear most.
But looking at the fall from my standing point... I don't think life will be all that different. I mean, I'm still going to be me. I'm still going to have homework. I'm still going to have to do my laundry once a week. The change is only perceived in the fact that you live at school and are constantly surrounded by friends... but after a while, wouldn't you get bored of them, too?
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Senior Summer
I find myself in a predicament.
The product of two education systems, two countries, and (of course) two parents I am utterly and totally bored this summer. Why is this summer so special? You ask. Simple. It's the summer before I start college and let's face it, that's a pretty big deal.
So many friends of mine post a picture a day or have blogs on which they post once a day in order to commemorate this incredible journey, the Journey to College. That's great. Especially because everyone experiences it differently.
However, I honestly think that my ordeal is probably the greatest. After being raised in the suburbs of Detroit for 12 years we moved to India. That being said, I am now going back to America which means that not only do I have the traditional Indian summer vacation that begins in February, but an American one too that ends in August.
I know what you're thinking. Wow! 7 months of vacation! That sounds great! Yeah, I thought the same thing too. But really. It's not. Most particularly because I spent February studying for finals which ended in March. And so, half way through April I start my summer blog.
I'm not going to promise to blog once a day, or anything. But I do plan on blogging whenever something blog-worthy crosses my mind. And for whoever finds my art enjoyable. Thank you. I truly truly appreciate it.
The product of two education systems, two countries, and (of course) two parents I am utterly and totally bored this summer. Why is this summer so special? You ask. Simple. It's the summer before I start college and let's face it, that's a pretty big deal.
So many friends of mine post a picture a day or have blogs on which they post once a day in order to commemorate this incredible journey, the Journey to College. That's great. Especially because everyone experiences it differently.
However, I honestly think that my ordeal is probably the greatest. After being raised in the suburbs of Detroit for 12 years we moved to India. That being said, I am now going back to America which means that not only do I have the traditional Indian summer vacation that begins in February, but an American one too that ends in August.
I know what you're thinking. Wow! 7 months of vacation! That sounds great! Yeah, I thought the same thing too. But really. It's not. Most particularly because I spent February studying for finals which ended in March. And so, half way through April I start my summer blog.
I'm not going to promise to blog once a day, or anything. But I do plan on blogging whenever something blog-worthy crosses my mind. And for whoever finds my art enjoyable. Thank you. I truly truly appreciate it.
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