It has been a LONG while, and we should definitely catch up!

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…and I’m not just saying that as a way to blow you guys off in an awkward situation in which I was avoiding you and just happened to see you in person.

That was oddly specific…

ANYWAY, first thing’s first: EWWWW! Sorry, Scott and the people at admissions, but my header photo is fugz and I’d definitely give you like a selfie or something to replace it if I could.

Mkay. Back to relevance. Where do I start? Last semester was cray, I got a job and worked part time at Express, and have added some very interesting experience into my little secret book of personal experiences (all of which I vow to blog about in the near future). What I wanted to talk about in this blog is the immense change in maturity/attitude that college life in Iowa has taught me, and will teach you, too.

My biggest mistake coming into college is thinking that I had “found” myself and knew for certain who I was. This may sound odd to you now, but you will discover that college is sort of like middle school all over again, but without the awkward sweaty locker rooms and jaded, unpleasant teachers (for the most part). It is going to become very apparent once you move here that although people are of age, they are not nearly able to be considered adults, as they, just like you, will have to be independent and find their own way. Talk about awkward phases! I’m not meaning to be pessimistic, but some will have difficulties facing reality: a check so hard that it hits you like a sack of bricks.

What needs to leave your mind RIGHT MEOW is the mentality that you only have to do your best to succeed in life, because that’s a lie. That’s what I had thought coming into this, as it served me well in high school, where it was perfectly acceptable to talk about the amazing personal life that I didn’t have during class and stay up cramming all night before tests. Then college hits you and suddenly you get thrown into a pit of hundreds of students that you are literally fighting you for an A in the class. No longer can you have the passive mentality that your best is good enough, or that everyone is a winner, etc. You have strive to do BETTER than your BEST, and acknowledge the fact that NO ONE is going to hand you anything else in life anymore. You are about to enter a world where you are easily disposable, and there are tons of people that can and will take your place if you don’t have your life together.

I’ve had to come to terms with this over Thanksgiving break, when while everyone else relaxed at home with their families in Chicago and Des Moines, I stayed in Iowa City and experienced how life would be working full time. I was stuck in that fluffy high school mentality that everyone loves me for who I am and that I’m Jeston so they should obviously know that I do what I want, right? Wrong. I was no longer in a world where I could walk in late to class and the teacher would shrug it off because it was only a couple of minutes. In the real world, “only a couple of minutes,” shows up as “ARRIVED LATE FOR WORK– 2:00-2:02 PM.” As whiny as I sound at this moment, at some point in your first year, you’re going to expect for someone to simply know and understand your situation and you will find out that people simply do not care, and this isn’t the “not caring” that happens when your ex-boyfriend is tweeting things about you, or random people are starting rumors that you made out with a hot dog. This is the purest form of indifference, where you don’t head your assignments with your name, you are instead on the bottom of the corporate ladder, and are referred to as a number, such as 00008101344.

The bottom line, and the lesson to be learned from this all, is get ready to ready, set, grow. Growing is NOT getting that sexy baritone voice for the ladies and growing a few pubes. Growing is learning to take responsibility for your actions and/or knowing when to just shut up. Make a fight song, get pumped!!!! You’re about to have a metric poop-ton of fun! Just remember, take on the role of a victor–not a victim, and this life is what you make it.

I hope you’re enjoying your senior years!