I Go To College 5 Minutes From My High School

I Go To College 5 Minutes From My High School

Murph, thank you for showing me what being a Bulldog really means.


When I started my college search, my goal was to get as far away from home as possible. I wanted to experience the world outside of Indianapolis. My dad and I went on a trip to visit the University of Maryland, and by the time that we were halfway there, I had already decided that I didn't want to go to school 10 hours away.

We got caught in a snowstorm, and my dad reminded me that if I were to go to a school this far, there is a possibility that I could get snowed in or that my family wouldn't be able to visit as much. I realized how much I would be missing out on if I would have gone to school so far away.

So, I changed my radius, and all the schools I applied to were no more than 5 hours away, the furthest being in Tennessee. However, when it came down to really decide where I was going to be spending the next 4 years, maybe more, of my life, it was between Loyola Chicago and Butler.

The only thing that was pushing me away from Butler was the fact that my high school is literally 5 minutes away. Having gone to the International School of Indiana since 7th grade, I had been on Butler's campus a thousand times. We used to go work out in the HRC during the winter for our gym class because it is that close. The lower school, up to grade 4 (or 5 I'm not sure), is directly across from Hinkle. I felt like I couldn't be happy in a place not only close to my house but one so close to where I had spent so much of my time.

Alas, here I am writing fo Butler Odyssey, and I couldn't be more grateful. The first time that I felt I could really see myself being at Butler was when I got to sit courtside at a game on December 19th, 2017. Being in the atmosphere of the game and watching the student section and how genuinely happy everyone seemed really opened my eyes to seeing Butler as a place where I could be genuinely happy. But it was still 5 minutes from my high school, and I had always pictured myself leaving Indiana for college, so choosing Butler seemed like a step back.

The moment that I knew I was meant to be a Bulldog, was when I shadowed. My True Blue, Murph, (shout out to her), made me feel so welcomed. All the people that I met in the short time I was there on campus, and in class, were funny and so incredibly kind. In all the classes I went to, the teachers introduced themselves to me and welcomed me to their class, and that was something I hadn't experienced at the others school I shadowed at. I left that day with a BU pullover, walked into my house, and announced that I had chosen where I wanted to be.

Looking back, I find it hilarious how against Butler I was all because it was so close to my high school. I was terrified that I would feel like I hadn't grown up because I was so close. I was so wrong. Every time I step on campus, I feel like I'm in a different place, the right place. It doesn't matter that it's close to the place where I made so many incredible memories, because now I'm making so many more incredible ones. The Butler bubble, for me, is a place like no other. It's a place that feels like it could be 5 minutes from my high school, or 5 states away because whenever I'm there I simply feel like I'm at home.

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20 One-Liners That You've Exchanged With Your Roommate

"We have to take out the trash today."

God bless the soul that shares a room with me. Thank you for endless laughter, turning off the lights when I'm already in bed, and loving me so well.

“I can't think of a caption for this. Write it for me."

This happens at least once a week, especially on the night of formal.

“If I bend over wearing these leggings can you see my underwear?"

It's better for your roomie to tell you this one than someone else.

“I'm going on day three without a shower. Does my hair look greasy?"

Even when they say no, they mean that you should really use some dry shampoo.

“You really just need to get over him. You're worth so much more than a stupid boy."

It's the sweetest, most humbling reminder after a night of tears and ice cream.

“We should probably clean tomorrow."

Said, but never done.

“Hide the candles. We have room checks tomorrow."

Sometimes you forget and you get fined.

“I'm going to walk past you and I need you to tell me if I smell bad."

See, you aren't the only one who does that.

“Wake me up in 20 minutes."

A post-class nap on a Monday never hurts until you both fall asleep for three hours.

“Do you think there are any guys in the hall? I need to get my laundry, but I'm not wearing pants."

This one is self-explanatory.

“Your leftovers smelled bad, so I threw them out."

The pungent smell seeping through the refrigerator is inevitable when you leave guacamole from Chipotle in there for two weeks.

“Can you tell me if my thesis makes sense?"

Midnight paper-writing is hard.

“Can we go to the Caf earlier? I'm so hungry already."

We're all walking grandmas in college. Dinner at 5 p.m. is a must.

“Can I wear that tomorrow?"

What's mine is yours.

“What's your cat's name again?"

This is a typical example of a burning question at two in the morning.

“We're already 10 minutes late."

We say this before every chapter meeting.

“Would it be bad if I skipped class tomorrow so I can watch 'Scandal?'"

Please say no, please say no. Just go to class with your computer and watch "Scandal" there.

“Does your throat hurt too?"

Happy flu season!

“How many ibuprofen can you take in a day?"

I don't know. Google it. I took six once and I'm still alive.

“It's only Tuesday."

It's OK. You can cry about it together.

“I love you!"

The best one. Finding a roommate that loves you on days when you don't love yourself is such a blessing. The love that we feel for the people that we live with is so special and so unique.

I'm sorry for all of the times that I've annoyed you, killed one of our plants, or been insensitive because I'm too worried about myself. Thank you for still loving me.

Shout out to all of the roommates out there. You're the bomb.

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5 Reasons Why Staying At College For The Summer Is The Ultimate Power Move

No school, no rules, summer vacation at the best place on Earth, also known as college.


As summer begins, it brings in the joy of no more school but for most what summer really brings is the sad realization that we have to leave our favorite place and go back to our boring home town with none of our new best friends. Although some have decided to stay at college for the summer and they will soon realize why this will be the best choice that they will be making all summer.


What's better than no school, warm weather, and most importantly no one to say, "Are you just going to sleep till 2:30 p.m. every day this summer?"

1. It's like the weekend, but every day

Do you know what weekends felt like during the school year when you didn't have anything to do? No? You never had any free weekends? Wow, I'm so sorry. Well, imagine a weekend that you didn't have to do anything. Now multiply that one weekend by seven and you get seven Saturday like days where you do not have a single care in the world.

3. No "Go cut the grass!"

For the sons, you know that annoying time every week when your dad is going to say, "Go cut the grass." There is nothing you can do to get out of it. Well, staying at school for the summer means no more nagging. You get to choose what you do now.

4. The bond of friendship

The friends you make when you stay at college for the summer are different than any other bond. Mostly because you all don't have a care in the world since it's summer in your favorite place. It's a right of passage to call someone your summer college best friends. These are best friends that words wouldn't do justice.

5. The townies

Everybody always wonders what happens to a college town when all the college kids go home. Well, the townies come back in full swing and take their town back. If you stay at your college, you get to experience what most can't even describe in words. To the one mid-40s guy trying to relive his glory days. To the old men hitting on the college girls at the local pub. To the weird towny creatures that make you shiver with fright as you drive past them. Have fun townies, you only have three months.

That dream of "I wish I could just stay here at college with all these people but have no responsibilities" is finally coming true.

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