Anonymous wrote:
Anonymous wrote:my parents did this to me when I was 16, so I moved the summer before Junior year. I did OK, but the adjustment was really intense.
I went from a working class upstate NY small town to an UMC giant public school in a big southern city. That city had a ton of transplants, so that helped -- I wasn't anywhere close to the only new person. The level of schoolwork was much more rigorous (though my upstate NY school actually sent more kids to Ivies), so that was a wake-up call.
I had some casual friendships at that school but never really grew to love any of those kids, but we did move to a state with a good university system and I went to the state flagship (UNC) and actually loved it made some of my closest life friends there. So that part, perhaps, worked out.
I have to say, I wonder all the time what my life would have been like if we had stayed in NY. before the move, I was a straight A honors student, all-state violinist, ran track and field. After the move I was so depressed, none of those things remained true. I'm glad to have gotten out of that small town, but the move was really destabilizing and just sad. I ended up doing OK, but I wonder all the time what life would have been like if we had stayed there.
Were u on the Ivy track at your old school?
Like at 16 were you on track to other former 16 year old who ended up going Ivy?