I’ve debated putting off this post until a later date, but I felt like it would be best if I wrote it now, when my thoughts and emotions are at their peak, if that makes sense.
That being said, I’m sorry this post isn’t going to have any pictures. I’ve really been trying hard to include visual stimulation in each one of my more recent posts, but that’s just not happening tonight. If you only started reading because you thought there would be pictures, you’re going to be disappointed.
This past weekend I made my fourth or fifth trip home this quarter. It was during my visit home that it was decided that, for reasons both financial and personal, I will not be finishing my education at Ohio University.
I never thought I would say (or write) that.
I’ve already told most people who read this in person, so this isn’t, like, my “official” announcement. However, I know there are a few people who read this whom I haven’t had the opportunity to tell, so I guess, to them, it’s the “official” announcement.
I’m not really going to talk about the reasons behind this transition and how I’m going to miss Athens and the wonderful people I’ve met here. The latter is pretty much a given. I am actually really hopeful about this huge change, and as I make this transition over the next few months, I hope to focus on that.
I am transferring to a school back home. I’ll be living with my parents and sister and pooches full-time again, and my tuition at this school is waived because a family member works there. This school is actually the one I didn’t want to go to because it was where about 85% of my graduating class ended up going. And I know, for a lot of people, living at home is similar to Chinese water torture. But I’m far enough removed from the suckiness of high school that I’m okay with being around some of those people again, and I really enjoy spending time with my family – I never really had a stage where I “hated” my parents. Plus, I get to paint my room, so that’s a bit of a plus.
It’ll probably take me a little longer to get my degree because quarter credit hours don’t transfer very nicely to semester credit hours, but since it’s not costing anything that won’t be a huge problem.
This new campus doesn’t have the aesthetic value of OU’s, and I won’t have my friends there – I’ll have to make new ones. But there’s a gym that is, in my opinion, nicer than OU’s (and OU’s is very nice), and the opportunity to reconnect with some people from high school is obviously there. My hometown isn’t as secluded as Athens, so there will be more at my disposal (Trader Joe’s, anyone?). My sorority does not have a chapter at this campus, so I will -technically – be unaffiliated. While being in a sorority has been fun, it’s also taken up a LOT of time. With this extra time I’ll be able to focus quite a bit more on school and my health – things that have unfortunately taken the back burner during a lot of my time here at OU.
So, Athens, it’s been real. Perhaps I’ll write a legitimate goodbye post to you – in fact, I know I will. Until then, I’ll try to squeeze as much out of you as I can and try my best to enjoy my last month here.
Also, on an entirely different note, I have to confess something:
I wore leggings as pants for a good part of today. BUT! I was in the semi-privacy of my own home and my ass was covered. I feel like I made such a big deal about it that I had to let you all know. That is all.
Just wanted to say keep smiling! Everything happens for a reason girl.
-One of your sisters.
we’ll obviously have a much more in-depth chat about this soon, but until then, my brief response: if you’re happy, i’m happy. seriously. i’m behind you 100%! the rest of what i have to say will have to wait for another pita pit extravaganza 🙂
well, i had no idea this was happening, and i am so so so so so sad about it. i wish you the best of luck and want you to know that i’ll miss you terribly.
I’m one of those readers who is shocked by this. OU will miss you. AOII will miss you more. I understand the value of change and making big decisions as I’m unfortunately glaring a sweeter deal in the face for my happiness. Unlike you, I am not strong enough to do what is best for me because I am too easily pressured by what is best for everyone around me. I admire you for this.
I hope that you are happy in your transition. I genuinely believe everything happens for a reason. Enjoy Trader Joes!