But hey, I'm sure you want to know more of a life update from me, because, hey-it's been some months.
Any-who, over the course of the past year or so so much has changed in my life. If you would've told me in high school how my undergraduate career would go, I probably wouldn't have embarked on the boat called, "college."
But anyways, in the Fall of 2016 I transferred to a smaller school closer to home. When I say smaller, I mean SIGNIFICANTLY SMALLER than Madison. When I first transferred I felt very lost and alone, and separated from reality since absolutely no one around me seemed to understand what I was going through since transferring was like a "taboo of failures." I don't know why people saw transferring as a bad thing-isn't it empowering to have the courage to make a change when you know it's needed? I think so. So here's what happened: I had finally made my semi-solidified friend groups at Madison, but then, what felt like over night, I was being thrown into the pit of every persons fears for a second time around to find friends and a new life. I chose to transfer not because I didn't love Madison though, I chose to transfer because Madison didn't fit me and who I wanted to become. Do I know exactly what that means? No, I don't, but I do know that I had a gut feeling God was calling me elsewhere, so I left.
I love my new school though. There's great people, great friends, experiences I have had thus far that I will never forget, and academics that push me pass my comfort zone. I feel like over the past year or so I have changed for the better and I can't thank God enough for what has happened and how things have played out in my life recently.
Although things have been going well at my new school, there's also been some struggles that I have been going through but also learning. When I first enrolled here, I had issues with class year and transfer credits and all the crazy hassles transfer students have to go through that no other "normal" undergraduate student seems to understand (whatever that means). So the entire first year I spent here, I was constantly being mistaken for the wrong class year, dis-cluded from my class year activities, and I was always ALWAYS the person who never got the email for 2019 nursing majors. Oh yeah! I don't think I mentioned that before either, but I also decided that Nursing is my passion and thus my major for college as well. I'll do another blog post about Nursing though because that area of my life is so meaningful to me.
Another struggle I went through when transferring was dealing with getting into the courses that I needed. I could never get into courses for my class year. So often times, I was just placed in these awkward freshman classes where I had that weird 2 minute intro about myself on the first day of class where I explain my whole situation of transferring and losing credits and blah blah blah where everyone "pretends to listen" but actually has no f--ing clue what your talking about. But suddenly when I say I transferred from University of Wisconsin-Madison everyone seems confused as to why I'd leave one of the most legendary schools in America. Yep, that was my life in a nut shell when I first came here. But, as time went on I didn't get asked as much and I stopped letting the "transfer student" title hold me back from my success and future here.
Although I am in the class of 2019, I also had unfortunate events happen over the summer of 2017 in my family. Furthermore, it put me behind in credits so I will be graduating in 2020 after all since nursing courses move in blocks that can't be rearranged or moved around. Even though this was kind of hard on me emotionally at first, I think it is for the best and I think God has a reason for everything he does in my life. But anyways, I think I've rambled enough. I'd like to do more blog posts about my feelings since that has been something I have been battling with and getting it into words to help others is very powerful in such positive ways. I hope you all have a good rest of your week <3 Write to you soon!
