Hey little monsters, how’re you doing?
What new topic am I going to be talking about today?
I’m going to talk about choosing your college! Everyone, put your hands together in the least sarcastic way possible!
No, seriously. Do it or I’ll cut you.
Okay, now that you’re all gone, I’m going to actually start talking about colleges. Because college is cool, kids. And no, I didn’t write that just because it’s alliterative.
But which college? If you’re anything like my high school friends, you’ll have applied to the top twenty colleges on Forbes list and based your entire self-worth on the results, you’ll have a truly impressive list of extracurriculars that supposedly make you seem like less of a cardboard cutout of a human being, and you’ll have no idea what’s going to happen next. If you’re not like my friends, you’ll still have no idea what happens next, because all of high school seems like one huge race to get to the finish line and you finally made it.
I got bad news for you, little monsters: the race ain’t over. Finishing the first one just guarantees you entry into the next, so you better pick a good track.
(How much further can I push this metaphor?)
Okay, okay. Sheesh.
You’re going to be doing a lot of visits to colleges in the next few months, if you haven’t already started. All of them are going to be good, but good is not good enough – your college has to be AWESOME. It has to make you feel like this:
That’s it. That’s all you need. You can look at the opportunities you’ll get or the amazing departments they have, or talk to the brilliant people there, but in the end, it all just adds up to this: you need to be excited for college. Because high school is behind you and in front of you is your adult life and you need to want it more than anything.
And finally, I’ll leave you with some pictures I took of Bryn Mawr (please excuse my poor photography):
your friendly neighborhood supergoddess