Is college really supposed to be the best four years of your life?
Gee, I really hope not.
Is it bad that I'm waiting to graduate and enter the real world? Living on my campus of 1400 people has been far from enjoyable; the demographic is the most socially and economically homogeneous I've ever seen, the campus is in the middle of a desert, and the women are way too aggressive, masculine, and selfish for me to be remotely attracted to them.
While certain experiences (ex. first party of freshman year, studying abroad, summer internships abroad) were certainly memorable, all things equal, I'd rather not be here right now. In fact, if someone told me to pack up my bags tomorrow and leave, the only thing that would prevent me from doing so would be additional on-campus recruiting opportunities.
I obviously can't speak about the "real world", but I can say that any place where I can actually choose who to be around is immensely appealing. Anywhere where I can be around normal women will probably cheer up my mood a bit. And I've had tremendous amounts of fun during the summers off-campus.
I've heard people say they miss college because of the sheer amount of free time they had, but I think having spare time on your hands can actually backfire when you're struggling to find some sort of meaning amongst all of this while everyone else is playing beer pong 24/7; I think I've driven myself insane in the process.
What do you guys think? How is the real world compared to college? Is there life after college?