Why I'm Glad I'm Going To An Out-Of-State College

Why I'm Glad I'm Going To An Out-Of-State College

If I stayed in my home state for college, I don't think I would be able to discover the real me.

Deciding on a college is a very stressful, but also a very rewarding decision you get to make. Everyone has their own wants in a college from a big school to a small school or wanting a public or a private school.

One big factor everyone thinks about long and hard is whether to stay in their home state or go out of state. After going through one semester at an out of state school, far away from home, I can confidently say, I made the perfect choice for me.

Everyone loves where they grow up — it's where most of their childhood memories were and the memories will always be in that place, your hometown. There is something about a hometown that brings joy and the feeling of being content.

Another common feeling about a hometown is safety and security. Most people spend 18 years in their hometowns and then make the choice to stay or to leave. Spending 18 years in one place will make you comfortable and secure. The thing is, life is about challenges, discovering yourself, and finding what you were meant to do.

If I stayed in my home state for college, I don't think I would be able to discover the real me.

I imagined myself talking to the same people from high school or driving along the familiar roads around my hometown. I didn't want to feel stuck, stuck in a place I already knew about. I needed to go somewhere else I could explore and call a new place home.

I know some people want to stay in their home state and be close to home, trust me I totally get that. There is something about the familiar that people like, but for me, that just isn't what I wanted. I wanted to meet all new people, experience new culture, and discover something new about the new state I picked to live in.

Going out on the weekends to the closest historic house, beach or cool new restaurant is what I wanted. I wanted a challenge, and that is what I got. I dreamed of getting lost in the city I picked and I didn't want to know where I was going. There was something that inspired me about starting over, starting fresh.

College is for finding our true self and discovering what we actually want to do with our lives. Even though it was a huge leap of faith to move across the country, it was what I needed to do to be the best version of myself.

I thrive in new surroundings and discovering more about my dislikes, likes, fears, and wants in life. I'm so thankful for the opportunity to find a new place to call my home. I would have never met the people I met and call my best friends and my "sisters" if I didn't go out of state. Everything happens for a reason.

I will always cherish my hometown and my home state. I will always love the comfort and security of my home and I will be visiting over breaks and the summertime. But now I have two homes and I couldn't be happier.

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To The Teacher Who Was So Much More

Thank you for everything

I think it's fair to say that most people remember at least one teacher who had a lasting impact on them. I have been incredibly lucky to have several teachers who I will never forget, but one individual takes the cake. So here's to you: thank you for all you have done.

Thank you for teaching me lessons not just in the textbook.

Although you taught a great lecture, class was never just limited to the contents of the course. Debates and somewhat heated conversations would arise between classmates over politics and course material, and you always encouraged open discussion. You embraced the idea of always having an opinion, and always making it be heard, because why waste your voice? You taught me to fight for things I believed in, and to hold my ground in an argument. You taught me to always think of others before doing and speaking. You showed me the power of kindness. Thank you for all the important lessons that may not have been included in the curriculum.

Thank you for believing in me.

Especially in my senior year, you believed in me when other teachers didn't. You showed me just what I could accomplish with a positive and strong attitude. Your unwavering support kept me going, especially when I melted into a puddle of tears weekly in your office. You listened to my stupid complaints, understood my overwhelming stress-induced breakdowns, and told me it was going to be okay. Thank you for always being there for me.

Thank you for inspiring me.

You are the epitome of a role model. Not only are you intelligent and respected, but you have a heart of gold and emit beautiful light where ever you go. You showed me that service to others should not be looked at as a chore, but something to enjoy and find yourself in. And I have found myself in giving back to people, thanks to your spark. Thank you for showing me, and so many students, just how incredible one person can be.

Thank you for changing my life.

Without you, I truly would not be where I am today. As cliche as it sounds, you had such a remarkable impact on me and my outlook on life. Just about a year has passed since my graduation, and I'm grateful to still keep in touch. I hope you understand the impact you have made on me, and on so many other students. You are amazing, and I thank you for all you have done.

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Dear Senioritis, You Have Taken Many Of My Bretheren, But You Shall Not Take Me

Bring. It. On.


It is one of the deadliest diseases known to high schoolers around the world. It takes the lives of thousands every year in high schools big and small. It rampages and destroys grades and social lives everywhere. Even worse, it is one of the oldest plagues with no known cure that every generation has dealt with.

What could I possible be talking about?

Senioritis, of course. Senioritis, as described by Google, is a supposed affliction of students in their final year of high school or college, characterized by a decline in motivation or performance. Basically, it's the last semester of high school, and no one cares about anything but graduation. Symptoms include countdowns written on classroom white boards, college commitments and having no care in the world about anything. In severe cases, students fall so sick, they have to skip school for days on end. It is truly a nightmare. All attentiveness in classroom goes downhill.

There is only one medicine shown to have some effect on the illness, and that would be final exam exemption. A motivation for seniors to keep their grades above an 80 or 85, depending on the school, so they can exempt their final exams. While it is not a complete cure, it does help remove side effects as students are now forced to work hard enough to maintain the necessary grade for exemption.

The past semester, I have lost many friends and foes to senioritis. It does not discriminate between male or female, big or small, rich or poor. I am afraid. I am afraid I will be next. As the next semester begins, I am afraid I will be its next victim. It is only getting stronger by the minute. And as the days goes by, it will gather its forces: school field trips, prom, spring break. I pray that I will be spared, but that is rarely heard of.

I was able to avoid Senior Skip Days last semester. Others were not so lucky. But in this war, it is all for themselves. I have done much research, but they are all inconclusive. Nothing seems to work. Changing sleeping schedules, hanging out with friends, setting goals — it all depends on the person.

As college application season has passed, we now only wait for results, but until then... what? What will happen? Will a cure be found, or will we all be doomed to this plague? If there is anyone out there who reads this, I forewarn you — save yourself. Find a cure. If not, you will end up like me or worse. For now, all I can say is that it is unavoidable. Sooner or later, it takes over. The real question is: who's next?

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