Being the basis for why I started this blog, I felt this was an important first post.
My college experience was, to say the least, a little different. I spent high school longing to get into NYU Tisch for Musical Theater. I got wait listed, and my friend Jake (now boyfriend!) was accepted to the film program. What was then devastating now feels like one 
of the best things that could have happened to me. Ironically, it brought Jake and I closer together, and I spent my freshmen year at a small school in Beverly, Massachusetts. While it wasn’t the school for me, my then roommate became my best friend (shoutout to my girl Caley from caleynoble.com) and I spent the entire year studying so I could get that extra push to get into NYU. Ultimately, I ended the year with a 4.0 and an acceptance to my dream program.
However, once I got to the the musical theater program, I found that it wasn’t all that I expected. The program had changed, still a work in progress, and no longer affiliated with its previous training program. I personally felt out of place – I wasn’t really making friends (which is something I usually do pretty quickly…), and I wasn’t adjusting well to the big city. Although my boyfriend was there, I was feeling less and less independent, and less and less interested in Musical Theater. Ultimately, I decided changing my major to Media, Culture and Communications at the Steinhardt school in NYU.
Now, here I am, four years later, feeling like I’m not sure what direction I want to go in. The last year or so I have been professionally pursuing acting, and made some serious progress. And yet, I still am feeling unfulfilled and unsure of where I should be or what I want out of life. Through friends, I’ve found most others feel the same. Prior to this, our lives were divided into semesters and spring breaks. Now, there is perpetual endless time ahead of us, and most of us don’t know exactly what to do 
with it. Even some of my friends with 9-5 jobs are feeling that looming cloud of “is this my life now?”
I loved NYU, and I do miss it, but it’s not missing being there that is making me feeling this way; it’s rather the unanswered question of “What comes next?”
Despite this “post grad blues” sprinkling into some of our lives, and the pressure some of us are feeling for something to say at the next family gathering, I’m determined to make use of my time and enjoy the people and places around me. Because, yolo, right?