It's a Beautiful World

Continuing on with being good enough...

And also the problem of people asking you, again and again AND AGAIN what programs you were admitted for, what your GPA was, your test scores, what your EFC was, and even what you wrote about in your PERSONAL STATEMENT (there is a [i] reason [/i] why it is called that.

People will test you, over and over. They will assume that because you got into said university or college that you have a planned your entire life out, and that said place was your "first choice" school (something I do not believe in, by the way. You never know how things are going to work out.) It might get a little painful to repeat time and time again that you have absolutely no clue what you want to study, or what career you were planning to pursue. It just wasn't built into your genetic code, as a first generation student, to have goals farther than the scope of your local neighborhood and past the local grocery store. It's a shock. It's terrifying, but at the same time, it is also beautiful.

It is a beautiful phenomena because you made it. You did. And you have the option of choosing to opt-out whenever you want to, but you will forever have the bragging rights (even though that is not your thing).

But you have to be tough, because people will test you, and make you feel like you don't belong here and that you should not have gotten in. They accepted you, quite literally of all the people in the world, it is you that they want.

It's a beautiful, crazy thing.