College Decisions

     I tried not to think about college for as long as I possibly could.  I was a good student in high school and I always got A’s, but I just could not see myself past high school graduation.  I mean that’s the goal for 12 years of your life, and yet they want you to plan your next step before you even achieve that first goal.  Crazy.  But I did have to think about it and I eventually chose a university I love and hope I can love for the next 4 years.  Still, I procrastinated a lot.  I wrote my college essays in increments because I could barely make myself think about choosing a college and potentially making the wrong decision.  I am now at the University of Dayton.  But even choosing this school I waited to do until the last week possible; decision day is May 1^st I believe, and I waited until April 24^th to accept my enrollment. I checked.  I knew where I was going to go in February and yet I waited two whole months to accept it because I was absolutely terrified to make the “wrong” choice.  My sister Sarah goes to UD as well, so I had seen it before multiple times (she’s the “d” in the picture).  She knew when she visited the campus in October of her senior year that she would go to UD if she got in.  I had an ah-ha moment like this when I went on the actual campus tour, but never to the extent of Sarah’s.  She just knew.  I had a feeling.  So, like I said, similar but not as powerful as hers had been.  I knew I liked the campus and how it felt to be here, but I couldn’t get past my fear of choosing wrong.  Today I am confident I made the right choice in universities, but I may always have that little shred of worry.  And that’s okay.