To quote the newest DCOM (Disney Channel Original Movie for those of you older than the age of 24 reading this), “this is more than a crush, more than a like like, more than a love.”
Needless to say, I am not talking about the Miami Heat. I am referring to my home of the past three years, the wonderfully indescribable College of William and Mary. This summer, I have the distinct privilege of serving as a Senior Admission Interviewer (and being able to blog on a site that has the ability to spell check and not let the world know that I have troubles spelling privilege). To say that I am excited would be like saying that the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air wasn’t the best show of the early ’90s… a gross understatement.
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Anyway, I’ve been trying to rack my brains (all three of them) to figure out what I should devote my first blog post to, and I think I finally figured it out—I’m going to write about how I’m trying to figure out what I want to write about.
Of course, there’s the obvious post about how psyched I am to start working in the Admission Office. This week alone, we’ve had opportunities to enjoy fine dining and finer company with the College President, informational sessions with essentially every department on campus, and of course, the pleasure of meeting and getting to know all the deans (make friends with me, and I could give you a good word or two in the office [jokes… but I won’t say I’m not above bribes. I also won’t say I’m not above double negatives.]).
On the other hand, I could post about how I fell in love with the College—how I stepped on this campus for orientation, watched a video that told me a six-word, seven-syllable sentence that has defined my experience here, and found my soul mate (a 319 year-old institution by the name of William and Mary).
There’s also the option of talking about the perfect ratio of peanut butter to jelly to make the best PB&J sandwich (1.12 oz of PB to every 1 oz of jelly for future reference).
…Option 1 it is. I think what has really struck me most about going through training with the Admission Office this week is just how much I didn’t know about the College. I have spent the last three years of my life on this campus, and there are so many classes, events, opportunities, and departments I legitimately had no idea existed, were available, or could be utilized by students. It’s really quite remarkable. You can get a joint degree with William and Mary and St. Andrews in Scotland. Or if that’s not your style, you can get two degrees from William and Mary and Columbia (engineering). Of course if you want to spend all your time on our wonderful campus, you can get involved with any of our 400+ student activities and organizations, ranging from the likes of club sports to a cappella groups to the Collegiate Tea Drinkers’ Society of William and Mary (why yes, I did just surf through this website to find an organization that sounded as William and Mary-esque as I could).
What I’m trying to get at is this simple point—you can spend years upon years embracing every aspect of the College of William and Mary, and you will still be scratching only the surface of what all we have to offer. #lessonoftheday (I know in your head, you just said, “this isn’t Twitter.” And while I am aware of that, I refuse to acknowledge that hashtags are only valid in the Twitterverse, so #booyah). The Princeton Review and US News and World Report may refer to us as a “small” school, but that is in population only (and arguably in stature… we admit a lot of short people).
I can’t wait to get started with interviews next week, but for now, I will embrace the eight hours of sleep I will be getting tonight (late start tomorrow!). Until next time…