Hello My Beauties!
It’s crazy to think that in less than one year I’ll be packing my bags and leaving the city, and home, that I have known for thirteen years! 365 days is not a lot of time to get my s***t together and apply to all of the schools that I want to, so my family and I decided to be proactive for once (sorry, I know you read this, but I love you!) and we took a road trip to go see Boston University, Syracuse University, and Emerson College. I’m not going to talk about Emerson because I wasn’t really excited while visiting. They have nice dorm rooms though!
After traveling across the amazing, and quite desolate, Canadian countryside, we arrived in Syracuse, New York. Honestly, there wasn’t a lot to see in the town. I feel like we didn’t explore it enough because everyone keeps telling me that it is really cool, but we didn’t really have a lot of time to immerse ourselves in the local culture. Sorry Syracuse.
The school on the other hand was beautiful! I loved the old buildings and little college town attached. It was also more secluded than the other schools, making it very, very safe. I really loved going into the Newhouse building where the School Of Communications is located. Best of all were the people; they were completely clade in SU gear for no real reason other than to show their love for the school! In the end, I’d not regret going there at all!
Then we traveled all the way to Boston University. Now, I was slightly biased because this has been my number one school since I learned of its existence! Since living in New York City for a little bit, I have loved the idea of going to school in a city. Just not New York city. Once we arrived I became emotionally confused– just 4 hours ago I was so sure that Syracuse was the place for me, but Boston had such a cool vibe! The city was lively, full of history (YAAAASSSS), and the people seemed to be so proud to be who they were. The school was secluded, but not nearly as distanced from the city as Syracuse was. It was bigger too. Yet I liked the mentality of the students, and a part of me felt very drawn to this place.
In the end, it came down to whether I would let my small-town, down-to-earth side of me that adored Syracuse take over my other more lively, active, and social side that was drawn to Boston. My father really helped with this, saying that I can always retreat from the city if I’m feeling overwhelmed, but at Syracuse there wouldn’t be a city to disappear from. Boston appealed to both sides of me, and would most definitely challenge me intellectually. So BU stays at #1, but in complete honesty SU is a lovely second. Both are so different it’s hard to compare them, but BU had something that really captured me, and I think it might be love! Until next time…
Peace, Love, and Baby Ducks,
PS: If Boston University is looking at this post because I put the link in one of my essays, just know that I’d LOVE to be accepted! Thank you 😉