(posted on Facebook, November 2, 2008)
Yesterday mom and I spent the day in Bridgewater, Virginia
to explore the town, have a campus tour of Bridgewater
College, and meet with the Associate Director of Admissions
(who handles transfer students).
The area doesn't quite look like Basye, which is kind of what
I was going for, and it kind of almost pretty much looks like
South Central Pennsylvania, but the following facts trump all.
a) The college cafeteria has a Hibachi Grill
b) There's a Coldstone Creamery somewhere nearby
c) There's a Russian Baptist Church right up the road
d) They do not have fraternities or sororities
e) 12:1 student:teacher ratio
f) Student body of 1500
g) They have Pep Band (non-marching)
h) Shenandoah Valley
i) It's not Pennsylvania
j) I felt happy there
So, basically, it's meant to be, as far as I can tell.
Que es supuesta ser sera.
They gave me a t-shirt. :)
Now all I need is my official acceptance letter. The counselor
we met with does not handle admittance, but she said she
didn't see any reason that I wouldn't be admitted and that
Carole just needed to officially approve my file. :D
I'm wrestling with the idea of taking the SAT again. >.< You
have no idea how much I don't want to.
On the way home, we drove through Eastern Mennonite University
(where I only saw three caucasian students and all their signs
said EMU, which is awesome), James Madison University (which
was eliminated from my choices because of the seventeen separate
websites for the seventeen different departments and the campus
had to be built where there was room in town and it is sprawled
over a seven mile stretch, at least), and Shenandoah University
(whose name is absolutely deceiving, considering it's wedged
between a Bob Evan's and I-81).