I hated college.
I've always been pretty open about the fact that my college years are the ones I wish I had a "do over" for. It wasn't that I got short-changed on my education, and it was nobody's fault but my own. It was just a miserable, miserable time for me. Literally one bad decision after another.
I think part of it was I had so much fun in high school. It was such a positive experience filled with so many great friends and memories; I guess I had the same expectations for college. It started out with a lot of promise--great roommate, great college, great outlook. I just didn't give it a legitimate shot. Everything had come so easy before. All of the sudden it took work. I didn't make friends as easily in college, and I didn't make A's as easily either. Then there was the whole being a grown-up side of the equation.
And although I can't forget it, I did move past it. The best part is, once you scrape the bottom of the barrel, it only gets better from there.
Way better. :)
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