First off, a warm Wellesley Welcome to all our new sibs of the class of 2021 (!!!!!) who just found out their Early Decision results! We’re so excited to meet you, and we’re looking forward to all the energy and passion the new Green class will be bringing to campus. Take some time to celebrate this achievement and enjoy the rest of your senior year with your friends. For those of you who may not have heard the result you wanted, please remember that the college admissions process does not define you. You are so much more than a paper application, and you will end up where you’re meant to be. Regardless, I’m sending all the high school seniors reading this some good vibes. I’m may be going through finals myself, but I remember the stress of the admissions process. Please remember to take care of yourselves.
Today marked my last Wellesley class as a junior. Now that’s a strange thing to think about. The fact that I won’t be in another class here at Wellesley until I’m, gasp, a senior, along with the newly admitted Green class has me feeling…well, old. It’s more than a little alarming to think I’m closer to the grad school application process than my own early decision application back in the winter of 2013. Still, I’m choosing not to dwell on it too much, but to savor the remaining moments of my undergraduate experience in this beautiful place.
I went to the Wellesley Public Library to study today. They have this awesome (cichlid) fish tank
Finals are coming up quicker than I’d like to admit as well. I have two finals, one cumulative, one not, and a final paper. All going to plan, I just realized that my first final will be this week: Friday to be exact. We have self-scheduled exams here at Wellesley, which lets you customize you’re finals period to best fit your needs. A lot of my friends like to get their exams out of the way the first. Somehow, I can never bring myself to do that. I need as much study time as possible, even if it’s draining as can be, so I space mine at the beginning and end of finals week. I’m trying to remind myself that despite the large amount of work looming before me, it is finite. Before I know it, I’ll be home for the holidays, and then on a plane to Copenhagen. Bring it on.
Tonight’s sunset
Ever lovely yours,
Eleanor