I got into all but one of the colleges I applied to (waitlisted at that one), but it came down to my top two choices, and I had a hard time deciding.
Basically, I figured I'd be more normal if I went to Georgetown and had to be around all the preppy people I didn't have much in common with, and had to fit in to that. I figured if I went to UChicago, there'd be more quirkiness, and I would express my weirdness to the max.
I think that probably worked out like I planned, but I'm not saying it was necessarily a good plan. I was a pretty big geek in high school, though, and I...hide it better now?
I had a good time, and it was very much the traditional college experience, but I still wonder what my life would be like if I'd gone somewhere else. But that's more a "what if?" and less an "OMG bad choice"
Congratulations on the job, meara! Seattle will be lucky to have you (while the rest of the country pouts).
Ha! Not only are we stealing meara, but Jen is definitely planning on moving to SF. I drove her around today before her flight and she was rapt with the fog, architecture, ocean and vegan eateries.
Take
that
East Coast, you stealers of Sparky and Emily.
:: makes rude gestures in a westward direction ::
I always wonder what would have happened if I'd actually bothered applying to a college. I went to the local community college and almost got a degree in cosmetology, then decided I was interested in music and audio engineering and switched to that department. I didn't bother with applying to any colleges because I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life, and I knew that my parents wouldn't be able to help me pay for school.
Yes, I am one of the poster children for slackerdom, thankyouverymuch.
makes rude gestures in a westward direction
This is the kind of thing that will jinx you with flea moving to Cincy, you know.
Cincy's westward too.
You know we have fencing supply stores out here...
You know we have fencing supply stores out here...
I am aware of this, yes (although they're not my preferred dealer). If we were to head west, the best place to land fencing-wise would be Portland, which is also tremendously appealing in many other ways.
If everyone moves out west, I am going to cry forever. Come on, people! Some of us have to stay east of the Mississippi!
If everyone moves out west, I am going to cry forever.
I'm with you, babe. Occasional Portland daydreams aside, I'm sticking around (although I wouldn't mind sticking around in a way that didn't involve being
quite
so close to the in-laws.)
