Going to College is a Choice

A year ago, I was at my desk, huddled under a blanket (the heater in my boarding house broke) and looking at colleges on my laptop. I had about 20 different tabs open, with colleges from Hong Kong to England to France. Most of my classmates had either already applied to colleges or knew what they wanted to do instead. Deadlines were looming, I still hadn’t signed up for Common App and my parents were absolutely no help (“Just study in Germany!”). I didn’t want to study in Germany, but I also didn’t know what I wanted to do instead. Going to college seemed like the obvious next step – if everyone else was doing it, why shouldn’t I? The future seemed scary and invincible and up until that moment, I had always thought that I had to go to college, that I had to have everything figured out, and that I had to have my 10 year plan written up already.

Suddenly, it hit me that going to college was a choice. Everyone had always made it seem like a requirement, a checkmark on your life’s to-do list. All of the pressure brought on by applications and deadlines suddenly fell off my shoulders – I felt free. I don’t have to make this decision today, in fact, I am not even qualified to make this decision, I told myself. At that moment, the future stopped seeming scary and was filled with opportunity instead. That’s when I realized that not having a plan was actually a gift, because it meant that I could pursue my interests with reckless abandon.

This gap year has been the best decision of my life so far. I still haven’t decided if I am going to college, but I am sure that I will figure it out. I am no longer scared.

This quick little inbetween post was inspired by a prompt by the Daily Prompt.



My second day exploring Athens was a busy one as well, but there was one thing that made my day: encountering George.

The first thing I did after I got breakfast was to visit the Olympieion – I had definitely learned my lesson from yesterday. As I was walking there, I noticed a man who was wearing an ankle length leather jacket (like Neo from the Matrix!), kneeling in the grass to cut some leather. I registered him but kept walking because I’m not usually one to approach strangers.
After I walked back the same path a little while later, he was still kneeling there. My curiosity took over and I approached him with the question: “What are you working on?”

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I am going to start blogging again! I bridged the gap between blogging in SF (for a few weeks) and starting again with ohlife entries, so I still have some sort of record. Blogging really isn’t easy – I learned that the hard way..
Anyhow, as most of you know, I am currently in Greece on a mythology scavenger hunt! Most people either ask me what exactly that means or if you’re my stern German grandma, you will ask me why I’m going to Greece “for fun”. To answer the first question, this is a scavenger hunt that entails trying to visit many of the locations of Greek myths, and trying to gain a newfound understanding of them. I am doing this for completely selfish reasons, and am very happy with my decision 🙂
And of course I’m not going just for fun – the primary goal of my trip is to learn as much as possible about Greek mythology and history. It’s a so called “Bildungsreise” (Learning/educational Trip? One of those beautiful German words that you can’t satisfactorily translate haha *cough*wanderlust*cough*) ! I will attempt to keep track of my explorations and discoveries with this blog so that you can all watch me grow and mature blah blah blah enough cheesiness. Seriously though, I hope you guys will accompany me on my little Greek mythology nerd journey 🙂

❤ you all!