Two weeks ago, I received some unsettling news. The college I attend to is being shut down. In other words, absorbed. That’s right. Mount Ida College will cease to exist. The University of Massachusetts is buying us. When I say ‘us’ , I mean Mount Ida as a family. I may have only transferred in about eight weeks ago, but the amazing people I have met, students and faculty, will stay with me throughout my life. I’m not terribly distraught so far, except moving my dorm yet again. Okay, I’m a bit more than annoyed. Fortunately, I’m not livid…anymore. At first, I was furious that the college didn’t see the situation coming in the future. How could they not realize they accumulated all of that debt? I really feel for my friends who were in the programs like Vet Technology, Dental Hygiene. They’ve taken classes for their program that likely won’t count anywhere else. They have to find other schools specifically to their major. They have to pick up and move again. On We cannot finish our degree where we started it. That’s what really sucks.
Looking on the bright side, I am an English major. I can major in English, or writing just about anywhere. The point is, we are all in the same boat. Part of me does not want to immediately start my sophomore year in the Fall. I want to travel, and see the world. I know that many of my friends and mentors will tell me that ‘the world will always be there, but hey, so will college. UMass isn’t closing anytime soon; neither are the other schools that I applied to. My grades this semester were way better than I expected- and if I did travel, I could always re-apply to college later. I could walk out the doors of my dorm and buy a bus ticket to nowhere. One that goes anywhere.
But I won’t.
I made a promise to myself that if I wasn’t happy, I would change my life until I was. That I would make my own future. Somehow, I do think continuing with college will help me in the future. I actually transferred to Mount Ida six months ago, which is another reason I had so much trouble adjusting to this situation. The school I attended before made me miserable. For real. I hated where I was so much that I withdrew before I applied other places for the Spring semester. I created a plan for myself in a hotel room in the boonies of Frederick. After numerous boxes of pizza and Chinese food, I booked a flight to Massachusetts. I began applying to schools with the help of an beloved family friend. I then began another chapter in my life. I moved my things onto the scenic campus. In that moment, I had loved college for the first time when I flew up to Massachusetts. It was extraordinary. Although I blew my savings on a hotel in the middle of nowhere, it got me to where I wanted to be. I wouldn’t take it back or trade it- I am proud that I found a way to be happy. So this is my promise to myself as of now:
I’ll stay a semester at UMass. If I hate it, I will leave. I find my way to where I want to be. I did it before, and I can do it again.
Well. Here’s to the best of a new semester. May it be all as exhilarating I hope it will.