The College Experience Essay

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The College Experience

"Tomorrow is the first day of what I will become." I wrote this in my diary the night before my first day of college. I was anxious as I imagined the stereotypical college room: intellectual students, in-depth discussions about neat stuff, and of course, a casual professor sporting the tweed jacket with leather elbows. I was also ill as I foresaw myself drowning in a murky pool of reading assignments and finals, hearing a deep, depressing voice ask "What can you do with your life?" Since then, I've settled comfortably into the college "scene" and have treated myself to the myth that I'll hear my calling someday, and that my future will introduce itself to me with a hardy handshake. I can't completely rid my
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Now I'm taking classes, paying dearly for each credit, and hoping that an career will spring from it all like Athena from Zeus. Not a day passes where I don't reexamine my choices, and question myself as to what I would like to do to earn money. "Majoring in majoring" has been my motto as I've thrown myself over a few areas in which I hold interest. Nearing the stage where I must announce a major or two, I can no longer hide with my motto in hand.

Perhaps the biggest contributor to my anxiety in this issue is my financial situation. If money were no object and my classes, books, and credits were free, I would be one of the grey-haired, life-long students in the front row. I would accumulate over fifteen degrees ranging from poetry prowess to molecular biology, and I would take my sweet time in doing so. Heck, I might even live in the dorms for a few years. As my bank account will clearly state, along with the decisions of our "not-so-benevolant" governor, my university education is not so idyllic. Because I am being propelled by financial aid and a scholarship, I feel a painful itch that I must sort through my college education in four or five years or plan to take out a twenty-year loan.

I've heard all the stories about "Jackie" who switched her major seven times before finally becoming a physician's assistant, or "Larry" who took eight years to settle on becoming an optician. I've also