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I wish I had gone to a school further from home where no one from my high school went.
I wish I went to a school where Greek life didn’t dominate the social scene. I wish I picked a major I was actually interested in, as I never did anything with the very practical one I chose. I wish I had found better friends and didn’t feel the need to drink so much all the time to feel like I was having fun. |
| I went to a school for the prestigious name that really wasn’t the best fit for me culturally and wholly unnecessary for the field I went in to. I should have gone to a less fancy/elite school that was a better fit for me. |
| I was and remain envious of overachieving pre-meds and medical doctors—even “lowly” family doctors—but it wasn’t ever in the cards. |
Agreed. I was one of the “easy major” kids, not because I couldn’t do harder work but because my big state school (and high school, and family) offered nothing by way of guidance on majors or careers so I stumbled around and fell into a path of least resistance. I don’t regret it for career-success reasons but for “poor fit” reasons. In later years I came across 3 or 4 other career choices that would have been a perfect fit to my strengths and interests. An “I guess I’ll do this because I’m not sure what ELSE I would do…” career doesn’t offer the same pleasures. (And of course I could always go back to school, but you reach a certain point of career success and experience where it would be highly impractical to burn than for might-have-been.) |