When you first decide to transfer, you're nervous. You hear lots of horror stories about people transferring and being completely miserable. It seems less often that you hear the stories about those who transfer and thrive.

I was lucky to be one of those who thrived.

Everyone told me how much I would miss my old college town, but no one told me how I would love my new college town at the same time.

Everyone told me how I would have extreme FOMO (fear of missing out) with my friends at my other college, but no one told me how many new friends I would meet.

Everyone told me transferring would be hard, but no one told me how much stronger I would come out.

Everyone told me it would be like being a freshman all over again, but no one told how much fun being a freshman twice could be.

Everyone told me classes would be hard, but no one told me how I could do it.

Everyone told me I would miss out on opportunities by transferring, but they didn't tell me about all the clubs I would be involved in because of transferring.

Everyone told me I would have to make all new friends, but no one told how amazing those friends would be to me.

Everyone told me I would be lost on the first day of classes, but no one told me how many people would be willing to help.

Everyone told me I would miss my old school, but no one told me how much fun the trips back to that school would be,

Transferring was the best choice I ever made. I now have double the friends, double the memories and in double the towns.

Glory, Glory, to ol'e Georgia// GO DAWGS!