So it’s almost graduation and I’m feeling a little nostalgic. For those of you who may not know, I’m graduating an entire year early. Why? Several different reasons… When I first came to Wittenberg I started dating a senior. After we’d been together for a year (and yes, stupidly thinking we would be together forever) I decided I wanted to graduate early so I could be with him. Well then he decided to be a 5th year and shortly after we broke up. By that point, I’d already started taking extra classes in order to graduate early and since my mom works here and I get free tuition, I’m only allowed to go here for free for 8 semesters (the amount it should take to graduate on time). Sooo now that I’m ahead of the game I can’t really back out now.
Another reason I wanted to graduate early? There are so many aspects of Wittenberg that I just don’t like. That sounds horrible and I don’t want to offend anyone who loves every single thing about Wittenberg, but it’s how I feel. I don’t feel like I really fit in that well, although that may be due to my extreme anti-social attitude. I love (most of..) my professors and I love the campus.. but the people and the environment are just not for me. I feel like a 30 year old in a 21 year old body. I absolutely HATE beer and I don’t feel comfortable at house parties so that pretty much rules out the social scene at Witt for me. Call me crazy, but I’d pick a relaxing night watching a movie and drinking wine over drinking a beer at McMurrays any day.
Now that I’ve been completely pessimistic about my time at Witt, I should probably say why I find myself sad to leave. For one, I started dating the nicest, sweetest, most perfect guy I’ve ever met, and he isn’t graduating until next year. Two, I won’t get to see my favorite professors nearly as much. And three.. as weird as this sounds after everything else I’ve said…I will miss socializing with the few real friends I’ve made at Witt. Real friends are so hard to find; they’re a diamond in the rough. After graduation I’m scared that it will be impossible to make new, real friends. But I guess that’s what happens when one door closes. The opportunity arises for another one to open.