College is great. College is one of the greatest opportunities I have ever been given.
College sucks. I have never had more emotions, stress, anxiety, lack of sleep and/or faith in myself, in my life.
Together they make this beautiful, chaotic mix of what people call "the best days of your life." I came to college a starry eyed Biology major with the prospect of continuing on to med school. After 16 credit hours, 2 Ds, a new boyfriend, a new sorority, and a completely new life, I came to realize that college was nothing like what I had wanted. In some respects, it was exactly what I expected, but it was nothing like what I wanted. Classes weren't easy and not everyone was kind. We all came to learn, to find ourselves, to grow, and I did just that. I got hit a few times and knocked down harder than I had anticipated, but I also climbed. I got my hands dirty and grit under my nails. I fought for good grades and studied harder than I ever thought was possible. I fell in love with my sisters and out of love with the boy I had met. I had spent all of high school being in love with the idea of love; I pursed the idea until I was forced to accept that the guy I loved wasn't in love with me. I undervalued my sisters my first semester/year but came to live with them my second year; they became my solid ground, my foundation.
Nothing compares to the pursuit of yourself and the discovery process that occurs in college. The transformation of yourself from day to day. Testing yourself in those situations you never thought possible and loving and hating yourself all at once.