i graduated! sort of.
*WORK IN PROGRESS*
I didn't get one.
I'll get mine in 6-8 weeks.
Four years, eight semesters, forty-two classes, sixteen industrial engineering classes, thirty As, three jobs, one study abroad, six plane trips, three places of residence, six roommates, two boyfriends, and what do I get? A sheet of paper telling me I did not get a degree. Just yet. Apparently it needs to be "reprinted" and I need to contact "someone" about mailing instructions.
All in all, no matter how many numbers you try to gather to decide what your college education was worth, often the most important lessons are learned outside of the classroom (such a cliche, I know I know). But I kind of want to compile an abridge version of a list of things I've come to learn in college.
*Athleticism has absolutely nothing to do with being a champion of flip cup (ie me, Fain
*If someone says to you, "You think you can find a guy that can treat you better than I can?" The answer to this seemingly rhetorical question is "Umm... YES."
*Somebody has to be in the bottom 50%.
*Don't worry about the untrustworthy people in your life, they will weed themselves out.
*You're never truly single until you've been through a real heartbreak.
*While using the grease on the side of your nose may be an effective way to reduce head on a solo cup of beer, don't do it. It is gross.
*To figure out what you got on your exam, divide the number of points you got right by the number of total points. (While this is not something I learned in college, or high school, or even middle school for that matter, it still gets a select few down.)
*Bros before hos, chicks before dicks, or whatever your desired combination. All I know is, do NOT surround your life around one person. No matter how perfect they may seem, you still need others in your life to balance and support you.
*Let your friends see you cry. Even Kristin cried when Stephen left for college, guys.
*College aged people are too young to make all their decisions based on what is comfortable. The best summers of my college career have required me to detach myself from friends, boyfriends, hometowns, and everything familiar. I got ragingly food poisoned in China, stricken with the worst case of pink eye ever (with no one even within 4 hours of me to take care of me), and so homesick I thought I would die. I wouldn't trade it for anything.
*Roommates make all the difference. Coming back to the apartment every day with the same excitement that I have going home to my real family has made this past year unremarkable.
*The Joint is the best bar.
There are endless things I haven't even begun to figure out though. Do you always aim to take the high road, or should you lose your cool just to show everyone how it's hurt you? Am I going to be satisfied in the 9-5 lifestyle? Will I ever be responsible enough and have enough time to own a puppy? How can you even kiss someone when you've seen your closest girl friend head over heels over the same 'one'? Why does it actually hurt when I'm tickled? When will I feel "grown-up"? Is karma for serious? Will I ever get motivated to get in shape? Do I really drink more than the typical college student? Are some people just full of shit?
