Farmville 2.0

It’s crazy to think sometimes that from the age of 2 you start pre-school and you often don’t stop going to school until you graduate from college, at age 22. Twenty years of schooling in the making, to put you out in the world to find a job (and probably not one in your degree field, but that’s a blog post for another day).

 

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When you ask your mom for a pre-school pic and this is the best she can do. Cute though.

 

I was supposed to go away to college. Specifically, Longwood University in Farmville, Virginia. I know, I know, it’s the same name as that once addictive Facebook game, but trust me – the town was not as fun as the game.

I knew I wasn’t ready to leave home, but I was vehemently against going to community college. I wanted to go to George Mason University, which was two miles away from my house. I only got into two colleges, Longwood and Virginia Wesleyan University (it was private and even my scholarship didn’t help). Reality was, I was only left with Longwood as my choice and I dreaded move in day.

Fast forward to August 2012, when I left for Longwood. I was miserable, a mess and arguably the most resistant to change I have ever been. I’ll say that the resistance against me leaving was futile and that is why I ended up coming home. It was a miserable Tuedsay-Saturday for my whole family. I knew move in day wasn’t going to be a happy day, but I didn’t realize it was going to be a nightmare.

 

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Record for fastest assembled & unassembled dorm room? Span of 5 days.

 

I came home and had to reevaluate what I wanted to do about school. I was lucky and was able to reach a deal that would get me into GMU. I went to community college for a semester and then transferred to GMU  for the remainder of my time in college.

Yes, all of that was necessary background information to know before you understand why I feel like I’m living Farmville 2.0 right now.

I recently moved into a house with roommates, so I am finally getting the away from home experience as well as also having roommates experience that I didn’t have when I lived at home while in college. Living in Cape May is easy because I love the beach and the town’s familiarity is comforting. Plus with friends and family close by, it’s not as isolating.

I wasn’t resistant to having a roommate in college, I actually would have had a wonderful roommate in my friend Abbey, who blogs at Idle Ginger Manuscript (yes we are still friends). I was resistant (at first) to having roommates in Cape May, because it would mean living with strangers.

But when I found a place that needed a third roommate, it was a beggars can’t be choosers situation. And I’m glad I went along with it because Chelsea and Max are awesome people. The place I’m living in is a farm style house, complete with 1.5 acres of land, two goats and two chickens. The house however, does not have air conditioning.

 

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My room in the new house. It’s been fun to get new furniture to decorate.

 

Another part to Farmville 2.0 is living without air conditioning. When I was supposed to go to Longwood, I specifically requested the only dorm on campus with air conditioning. Virginia heat can get ugly and I don’t know how the dorm would have felt had I stayed into the heat. But now I’m living in a house without air conditioning – but I do have a window unit in my room.

I’ve never been one to handle heat well and when my room was 85 degrees the other night, I wasn’t happy. But The AC unit did it’s best and by the time I fell asleep it had cooled down to mid-seventies. But I fell asleep and that’s all that matters. It’s an adjustment for sure, but it is worth it to get to stay and work in Cape May fulltime.

I think the thing I’ve learned since I’ve moved to Cape May from Virginia and then from one place to another in Cape May, is that you can’t always be comfortable. Part of life is trying new things and being more open to that – and as cliche as that sounds, I’ve come to realize that not all change is bad if you put yourself in a positive mindset – which is something I lacked during Farmville 1.0.

*Bonus fact – for as small as I thought Farmville was at the time I moved there – the 2010 census said the population was 8,216 people. Versus Cape May in 2010 was 3,607 people. I think it’s all about perception.

Senior year starts here

*This post was previously published for the blog, “Rachel Shubin.” It is now Cape May Rachel*

Today was technically  my first day as a senior at George Mason University. I’m eight credits behind the standard senior, but that’s okay because I have finally come into my own here at GMU.

The cold weather today reminded me of my first spring semester at GMU, only a few degrees warmer that day. I woke up this morning, after having a slight nightmare that I was taking another math class. Thankfully, I finished that requirement at community college, so I don’t have to relive my math days.

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Spring 2013, first day of classes at GMU.

I was tired when I woke up, because I haven’t shifted back to my early morning classes, but I woke without a sense of dread of heading to my first class. It’s not my “first day of the last semester” because I do still have those pesky eight credits left — but it is the “first day of the last full semester!”

My only class today is a communication class called news writing and reporting. The building that class is in, always has the heat on blast! GMU is always a sauna in the winter. It’s a 24 person class, with a few familiar faces. I’ve been in the comm department long enough to start having people I know in my classes.

The professor did her shtick, and then it was time for the stereotypical and cliche “class introductions.” It’s not that I don’t like hearing about my classmates, or bragging about myself for that matter; it just feels so middle/high school-esque.

I always try to think about what I’m going to say, which sometimes changes depending on what other people say. This introduction of mine was pretty standard: senior, three years interning at Cape May Magazine, hope to work there when I graduate and write about local events.

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Came home to find out I made Dean’s List for Fall 2015 semester!

I’m finally ready to move on from the college portion of my life. It’s been quite a ride and I’ve learned a lot about myself and also discovered a new found appreciation for being a “jstudent” or journalism student. I might not go to a journalism college, heck I’m not even majoring in journalism (seriously GMU needs a journalism program), but I’m still a jstudent in all senses of the word.

I’m ready to brace this semester and work hard, because it’s one semester closer to graduating and starting a brand new life that I have been waiting for, for so long.

I normally just blog on sandpipercat.com, my primary platform, but this is going to be my more professional blog of sorts.