This has been the most tumultuous year I’ve had at this school so far. There was so much going on and there were so many high expectations and shitty moments, and I’m almost too scared to try to sum it all up and reflect. I told myself that I would publish a post about the conclusion of my…
So I hope OP doesn’t mind that I’m reblogging this… I’m a fellow soph with a sorta different persepctive. Unlike her, I am walking away from our school.
A lot changed this year. It sucked. I wasn’t happy. It was more than a ‘sophomore slump’ — I wasn’t just disillusioned or concerned about/struggling with my academics, I wanted out for basically all of spring semester and some of fall.
I kinda thought things would work themselves out by the end of the semester. I could apply to a few schools to transfer, and when I got myself through my rough spot I could politely turn down offers of admission and go to Vienna in the fall and everything would be fine. But actually, the more time passed the better this idea seemed. I’m very glad I went to Bryn Mawr, and I think I’m a better woman now than I was when I arrived. But it’s not what I need anymore.
I know what I’m giving up, and I’m certain I’ll miss it very much. But for the first time all year I’m excited about school again. I’m most likely going to Boston University, and I’ll meet lots of new people and learn lots of new things and have lots more opportunities to get some real experience in my field, I think. And I’ll be close to home.
I will carry my lantern for the rest of my life. I’ll light a candle for Step Sings. I’ll come back when I can (May Day 2014, I’m looking at you). And I’ll always be a green class owlet. As the old saying goes, you can take the woman out of the Mawr, but you’ll never get the Mawr out of her.
“No goodbyes, only ‘See ya later.’” Bryn Mawr, you haven’t seen the last of me.