I transferred from a small community college to a state university about a year into college. I’d loved my community college. The campus was beautiful, the classes were interesting, and I was able to live with my family make the hour commute, and work full time. It also meant I never really had THE college experience. I went to class, studied, and went about the rest of my life.
When I moved, my new university and the university town were not what I expected. It was big, lonely, and everyone already seemed to have college life all figured out. I had no clue who to talk to to get involved or make friends with college students. I ended up working (out of necessity) and most of my friends came from work long before I made college friends. I never joined any events because I never had in community college and thought they were for people with nothing better to do. My grades suffered, and I wasn’t very happy.
After a lonely year of hard work and still no concept of the university life everyone else seemed to have figured out, I took a chance on applying for a job at the university. I never thought I’d get it, but I worked hard on my application, and landed the job. Suddenly, this entire new university was opened to me: I met faculty, students, and staff; I participated in university events; I became a leader at my institution. That experience set me on my current career path. I was so happy, I ended up returning to and working at my alma mater.
My advice for transfers is this: follow everyone else’s advice. Go to events, get out of your comfort zone, meet people. This isn’t just the path to a degree, this is an experience. There are opportunities here which will never be available to you once you graduate, and there are experiences for new professionals which employers expect you to have before going into the job market.
My favorite aspect of WSU is the Coug family, and the “once a Coug, always a Coug” mindset. Welcome to the family. Go Cougs!
Favorite shoes then and now?
My favorite shoes in 2004 were whatever I could afford, which was usually something from Walmart. Now, I adore my Chacos and my Brooks.