When you think of Texas Woman's University, you think of women. You think of a college made up entirely of women, with subpar school spirit and the lack of a football team. Well, I mean, you are not wrong. The things that come to most people's minds are topics that are, for the most part, pretty accurate.

You may think that I am missing out because I don't attend TCU or UT. And I mean, sure I am not receiving the same experience as many of my same-age peers. But what I am experiencing is not wrong. I do not have any regrets attending somewhere where my education takes precedence over the partying, or football games. No, I am not saying that big schools are to be shamed, I love college football, but I do not feel as if I am missing out. I am not missing out on anything.

I chose to be where I am, and it has led me to the greatest opportunities and friendships that I could ever imagine having. My freshman year of college, I was blessed with the greatest roommate, and the memories made will be ones to remember for a lifetime. My freshman year, I went home every single weekend. Judge me, if you will. Tell me that I am missing out on all the possible experiences in college. Yes, I have heard all of these things. Yet, I feel the opposite. I go home to be with my family and to be with the people I hold most dearly to my heart. Forgive me for wanting to spend my time with the ones I care about the most.

Sophomore year, I wanted to add on to the relationships that I have already made, so I made the decision to join a sorority, a decision that was beyond my comfort zone. However, I made that decision. After joining, I felt like I was the typical college girl now, and that everything was aye ok. Well, yes I joined one of the largest organizations on campus, and I have no regrets. From this organization, I have created lifelong friendships, and have met some of the greatest people I could ever have the pleasure of meeting. This is another decision that is not one I regret. However, I am still atypical. Weekends we don't have events, I find myself back at home with my boyfriend and with my family. The judgment still remains. I am often asked if I am going to remain in town on the weekends, and my response is no. I get invited to parties, and casual hangouts with friends, but they are often denied. I couldn't give you a valid explanation as to why, but I feel my time is needed with those at home.

College is one of the most stressful, and most enjoyable times before the adult world hits you full speed ahead. While I chose a school 45 minutes from home, while I chose to be a part of a sorority, while I go home on the weekends, I do not live with any regrets. While many tell me that I am missing out on the college scene, I shrug the advice and move on because I know where I am supposed to be, and with whom I am supposed to spend these memories with.