I begin college in a week and I am slightly terrified. This university is far larger than my tiny high school. High school taught me that I can recite the quadratic formula and the Gettysburg Address. I could navigate the crowded hallways with ease. I knew what lunches were good and which were inedible. I could make it to any classroom from any hallway in less than two minutes. But college? I am not prepared for college.
I used to complain about highschool and how little it actually taught me to face the world. I despised that after three years, I still needed to take history and that four maths were required when essentially it was all the same. I wanted to take classes that would propel me towards my career. Problem was, nobody truly knows what they want out of life at seventeen, let alone at the brink of adolescence when they first begin their journey.
I would complain about the lack of knowledge pertaining to the “real world” that school provided us with. I would sulk all night about having to wake up early for the same shit every. single. day. At least with a job, I would get paid money. School was barely paying me in knowledge. Not the kind I wanted at least.
It took me all the way up to graduation and the summer that followed to come to the conclusion that school did exactly what it needed to for me. It provided me with an education that would be well-rounded enough for me to at least somewhat have an idea of what held my interest. True, I never learned the fundamental skills of life, but that’s not what the public education system was created for. Life will teach me exactly what I need to know, even if it does continuously knock me on my ass.
Right now, it is up to me to mentally prepare myself as much as possible for college. It’s a new beginning and a terrifying one at that. I don’t know where I’m going, but I hope to have a decent journey on the way to wherever that may be.
Does anyone have any helpful tips for a small town, shy girl on her way to a huge university?