Strange Days Indeed
It doesn't feel real,
Today I completed my History/Political Science Bachelors Degree at Mount Aloysius College. It sounds so strange when I say it. I'm a college graduate. That's just outrageous. Reason being that for a very long time, I didn't think I'd ever get here.
My original freshman year occurred at another university far, far away in the long forgotten year 1999. Gas was a dollar and football was all I really cared about. I used to go to class just enough to keep my grades up which help me accumulate credits but not much of a GPA. I came into school as a business major but really had no definitive plans for the future, which lead to my downhill slide after 5 year of school. Yeah, I know, Adam how did you stay in school five years and not graduate? Well, I did. What are you gonna do about it?
After that debacle, I returned home to Altoona and ran my family's pizza shop for the next 2 1/2 years. I loved my shop but 11 hour-days and the environment was less than intellectually stimulating. We reached a point where we were gonna have to cut back to make it through the winter and after a long, emotional conversation, me and the Old Man decided to shut it down. I told everybody that my plan was to go back to school, but I really didn't believe that. After three months of not leaving the house, I met Julie in the admissions office who was, and still is, dating one of my best friends.
I came to MAC just to go through the motions to keep my mom off my back, but when I saw what Mount Aloysius College could offer me, something changed. I found out that I had accumulated more credits than I thought from the sinking ship, and that MAC would transfer 81 credits, putting me only a year and a half away from graduation. I couldn't argue with the math, so I signed up and spent all summer getting nervous about returning to school. Would I still know what to do? Could I even absorb the material? Would everybody think I'm weird?
As it turns out, that last one is true but after the first week I had a revelation. It's just school, we've all done it before. There's nothing to be scared of. So, I tried as hard as I could and what do you know, my first semester I got a 4.0. Well, good grades are addictive so I became an over-achiever, that for the first time, knew what he wanted to do with his life. The professors nurtured my brain until it was like a class 5 hurricane of knowledge, the small class atmosphere really appealed to me and every professor would go out of their way to give me individual attention. Even the administration gave me special attention when I had financial aid or scheduling problems. You just don't get that kind of treatment at a university.
Long story longer, I love MAC. My experience at Mount Aloysius College has changed my life. I know I'm coming back next semester for more classes, but it feels very different. I'm a college graduate and I always will be. There are great admissions counselors that would be happy to help you start, restart or finish your degree. You need that piece of paper, there's no way around it. The MAC is the place to do it, trust me. Now I'm done, it's time to celebrate! Enough gushing - as always, the dude abides.
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