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Commuting to College 101
So here it is ladies my first blog post! For this first post I want to talk about what it is like commuting to college. When I started applying to schools I wanted some where close to home and looked at what scholarships Id be given. Now picking where you'll go for the next four years of you life is a tough decision, there are a lot of considerations.
First I made a proś and cons list, then I spoke about it with family to get different opinions. You may think you know yourself but having people who have known you may be able to help. But if you are thinking of commuting then lets talk about it.
Some people think you won't get the full college experience if you commute, and while that is true in some cases, it isn't true in others. Joining a sorority would be a great way to meet people and find things to do on the weekends or after classes if the school you are considering is one. If your school is not like mine, though, don't be scared to make friends in your classes and look for other opportunities!
You see, when I first started, I thought of the school as merely a place where people commuted, so I didn't spend much time on campus or participate in extracurricular activities, which made it difficult for me to find my niche. particularly because I believe that my major was an incorrect decision.
I changed my major and learned about subjects I was interested in learning more about, which led me to meet people who shared my interests. Last semester was probably the best semester I've ever had in college.
Despite how strange it may sound, I had wonderful classmates who I enjoyed hanging out with. We bonded as a group and had the best times, especially when we worked late into the night on projects in the lab. My college experience was significantly altered for the better last semester, and I sincerely regret not devoting more time to it.
Do not think that because you are commuting it is not possible to have that experience that young adults dream of having when thinking of schools. Making the most out of everything is always the better option.
Big Sister Situationship
Being an older sister is a rewarding opportunity don’t get me wrong. Having someone that looks up to me is an amazing feeling and kinda helps keeps my head on straight at times. Let’s say there’s a certain situation I’m in I just think is this something I would want lucy seeing me do. Or like if lucy was in this situation what would I want her to do. It keeps me in check or balanced. But what I really want to talk about is the responsibilities and the tole it takes on a person.
So if anyone has divorced parents please raise your hand. Well for those who do know, things tend to get bumpy at home. Once parents get divorced for me at least I got a lot more responsibilities than I wanted. My sister and I are four years apart, so I became more of a mom figure because my mom had to work so much once my dad moved out. This entailed picking her up from school, driving her to doctors, cooking dinner, laundry, helping with homework. As much as it helped me grow as a person and learn responsibilities quickly at a young age, let me tell you it was a lot. Learning how to take care of myself was a challenge. Over time I found that balance and I don’t know if anyone has a similar experience that I do but if you do lets trauma bond together.
Another thing I want to get into is the mental and emotional toll being an older sister can have on a woman. For me when there is a situation for example a death in the family or even just parents fighting, there was no crying for me. It was always made sure she’s okay, talk to lucy so she understands what’s going on. I always had to be that strong person to show that everything is going to be okay.I just want to let all the big sisters out there know that it’s okay to be tired! Even if you do not get credit for things, I will be the one to give you credit. It gets rough sometimes but also remember that this is a lesson that will help you for the rest of your life. I can say that I am able to take care of someone else and when I do look at my sister, I know she’s not only a product of my parents but of me as well.