What? Like It's Very, Very Hard?
College is very, very hard.
I have Elle Woods goggles on. Elle Woods goggles are the delusion that college is going to be super duper easy and everyone is going to love you and all your professors will be in awe of your talent, and there will be job offers left and right by the end of your first week.
These are Elle Woods goggles. As much as I love Elle Woods, these goggles are very deceiving.
Fifteen weeks later, I have made a handful of friends, disappointed at least two professors, and I couldn't even snag a job at a popup Halloween store.
On top of that, I have people who absolutely hate me. People who talk down on me whenever I'm not around. And they're girls! Girls can't put other girls down! That's basic, cardinal-rule.
If I've learned anything from being here, it's that if you think you're good enough to talk down on others, you're not as good as you think. Being a bitch is not your job. If you're not Bianca Del Rio, you have no right to be a bitch.
This semester has been a train wreck, but I haven't stopped. I am a nonstop dynamo, and even though I cry every once in a while, and sometimes, everything seems pointless, but I haven't quit. The Elle Woods goggles are still there, but I pick and sort through what to believe now. I squint.
But, if I didn't have the goggles, I might not be where I am now. If I didn't take every punch to the face with a smile or a witty comeback or a fresh coat of nail polish, maybe I would have thrown in the towel a long time ago. I think the goggles might stay on a little longer.
Christmas break is over a month long, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't deserve it.
I change over to comedy classes next semester. I can't guarantee I'll stick with it- I sure thought I'd be a musical theatre major for the rest of my college career. Maybe I was destined for something else, but I guess I've got a while to find out.
I'm becoming me. I don't truly get to know who I am yet, but if I did know now, it might ruin the surprise.
And if I've learned anything from Elle Woods, it's that being true to yourself never goes out of style.
I have Elle Woods goggles on. Elle Woods goggles are the delusion that college is going to be super duper easy and everyone is going to love you and all your professors will be in awe of your talent, and there will be job offers left and right by the end of your first week.
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| Me, walking into college back in August. |
These are Elle Woods goggles. As much as I love Elle Woods, these goggles are very deceiving.
Fifteen weeks later, I have made a handful of friends, disappointed at least two professors, and I couldn't even snag a job at a popup Halloween store.
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| Me, finishing off finals and about to leave for break. |
On top of that, I have people who absolutely hate me. People who talk down on me whenever I'm not around. And they're girls! Girls can't put other girls down! That's basic, cardinal-rule.
If I've learned anything from being here, it's that if you think you're good enough to talk down on others, you're not as good as you think. Being a bitch is not your job. If you're not Bianca Del Rio, you have no right to be a bitch.
But, if I didn't have the goggles, I might not be where I am now. If I didn't take every punch to the face with a smile or a witty comeback or a fresh coat of nail polish, maybe I would have thrown in the towel a long time ago. I think the goggles might stay on a little longer.
Christmas break is over a month long, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't deserve it.
I change over to comedy classes next semester. I can't guarantee I'll stick with it- I sure thought I'd be a musical theatre major for the rest of my college career. Maybe I was destined for something else, but I guess I've got a while to find out.
I'm becoming me. I don't truly get to know who I am yet, but if I did know now, it might ruin the surprise.
And if I've learned anything from Elle Woods, it's that being true to yourself never goes out of style.
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