Applying to college can be an exciting, yet stressful time in one’s life. Taking entrance exams, deciding which schools to apply to, filling out applications, and writing personal essays are all part of this hectic process. Many emotions ran through my body during that time of my life – happiness, excitement, hopefulness, frustration, but most of all, disappointment. Sometimes it is necessary to go through a difficult time to understand that life doesn’t always give you what you want, and that there is a reason for that.
I had dreams of going to State College, but it didn’t exactly work out of planned. My sister went to school there. My cousin went to school there, too. I was a legacy, a shoe in, or at least that was what I thought. I still remember that day when the mail man brought me that anticipated white, crisp envelope with a perfectly embossed seal. We exchanged a confident smile, and he congratulated me as he handed it over. I excitedly ripped it open, almost tearing the letter in half. I began reading and felt my body slowly sinking. My shoulders dropped. My mouth opened, and I fell to the ground. My application was denied.
I could not believe that I was not accepted to State College. I was devastated. I felt inept and unworthy. I felt stupid. My best friend was accepted, and this ruined our plans of sharing the college experience together. What was I to do now? I had applied to another university, University of Utah, but it was my second choice. It was a great school, too, but did not have the excellent reputation that State College did.
I ended up going to Utah, and it turned out to be a better school for me. I was roommates with a girl who went to my high school. Although we weren’t great friends in the beginning, she became a lifelong friend in the end. I also realized that Utah was really a better fit for my personality. I liked the attitudes and personalities of the student population and my professors....