“The “best decision” may actually be the worst one. Your top choice college may send you head first into a spiraling depression because the only person that could have helped was at the closest community college,” – Anonymous. Hot tears streamed down my cheeks as I cried myself to sleep at three o’clock in the afternoon. I was in the capital of Texas going to one of the best universities in the country for free, but something wasn’t right. I spent nights trying to figure out what to do with my life now that I realized I didn’t belong in Austin. Fast forward 6 months and I was living in Victoria, going to Victoria College, and having the time of my life. So, what happened? How did I go from a lonely and miserable University of Texas student to an enthusiastic and energetic Victoria College student? Glad you asked!
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Blindly, I moved all my belongings from a San Jacinto dorm room into a 725 square foot apartment. I started classes during the interim for the summer taking Microbiology alongside Anatomy and Physiology. It was hard, but I had a goal; to gain admittance into the famous Victoria College ADN program. It seemed as if everything stood in my way. Out of 19 credits I had transferred from UT, VC accepted only my English 1 and psychology, not my statistics, chemistry, or many others. A nursing advisor even told me my chances of getting in were slim to none. I prayed every night from the time I applied to when I got the acceptance or rejection letter. I had 10 points toward my application whereas most of my peers had at least 13. I had left UT, moved to a city where I knew absolutely nobody, and risked everything I had for the letter I received on October 6,
Blindly, I moved all my belongings from a San Jacinto dorm room into a 725 square foot apartment. I started classes during the interim for the summer taking Microbiology alongside Anatomy and Physiology. It was hard, but I had a goal; to gain admittance into the famous Victoria College ADN program. It seemed as if everything stood in my way. Out of 19 credits I had transferred from UT, VC accepted only my English 1 and psychology, not my statistics, chemistry, or many others. A nursing advisor even told me my chances of getting in were slim to none. I prayed every night from the time I applied to when I got the acceptance or rejection letter. I had 10 points toward my application whereas most of my peers had at least 13. I had left UT, moved to a city where I knew absolutely nobody, and risked everything I had for the letter I received on October 6,