<p>At the moment I am in what feels like a torture chamber with multiple pressures dragging me in different directions and just not making me feel all that great. As you may have already inferred, this has to do with college-and more specifically- transferring. </p>
<p>My situation might not be as atypical as I might think; I'm pretty sure there are other people out there that are equally as dissatisfied with their situations as me, but honestly I have no idea what to do at this point.</p>
<p>Right now I am a freshman at NYU. Just to get it out of the way, I can say that the reasons I am here can be narrowed down to
1) Name- Lying won't get me anywhere at this point, NYU was the best school academically (at least according to USNews+Review) that I had gotten into. After a brutal round of college rejections, the name sounded pretty sweet at the time</p>
<p>2) Location- I'm originally from California, so the thought of going to school on the East Coast seemed (and actually still does now) intriguing. I really needed to get away.</p>
<p>3) I didn't really have much of a choice. I considerably underachieved in high school, and at the end of the day my top 2 choices were either UC-Davis (which isn't a bad school IMO, but its location 10 minutes away from my house just made it way too close to attend). Thus, at the time NYU seemed like the best option and I don't regret coming here at all because there is no way I could have known then what I know now.</p>
<p>BUT now that I am here I am in a bout of severe unhappiness that makes me wonder if I should even be here. I feel like it is very, very, very hard to meet new people here when there is no centralized campus, and my dorm is an apartment that is a 15 minute walk from the Washington Square Park campus. And I think it is downright near impossible (at least for me), to do that while being as attendant to my studies and GPA as possible.</p>
<p>Its funny because I didnt really think about this until during Winter Break, when I realized I had nothing to fall back on besides my grades. Last semester I, in a passionate drive towards academics inspired by sheer disappointment in my high school performance, worked my *** off to get as best grades as possible. I actually managed to get my college GPA higher than anything I had received in high school. I assure you I am not attempting to boast or brag; given my social situation its not really something Im really proud of anyways.
My friendship circle basically consisted of a couple of guys in my dorm. At that time, I realized that having such a limited (considering all those people out there in the city) group of friends might cause problems in the future, but because I was overworking myself and truly short on free time, I just turned my back to it. And now Im paying for it. A huge percentage of these guys are planning on transferring, the same guys that told me that itd be alright last semester. It feels like whatever I worked for last semester has just been lost. Obviously I can attempt to meet new people, but again the campusless and amazing integration into the city NYU has makes it really hard to meet anyone that actually goes to NYU, let alone someone that you have similar interests with, befriend, and even confide stuff like this with. Ive definitely tried.</p>
<p>So obviously after hearing this disheartening news I also want to transfer. But I feel like Im being cornered by a lot of a lot of other pressures. Basically, because I havent truly figured out what exactly is causing my unhappiness here, I am still trying to figure out what schools to apply to. West Coast? East Coast? LAC? Ivy for the hell of it? I am seeing a lot of soul-searching in the future. But applications deadlines are on the horizon, and I need to get all of those papers signed, but I cant really do that if I dont know where to apply to. Ive been given suggestions for where to apply, but I feel truly rushed by this whole process. Add to this mess increasingly overbearing academics as well as time-consuming attempts to actually improve and maybe even enjoy my social situation here, and I dont even know if I have enough time for all of this even if I didnt sleep in the next month. I dont even know where to begin and it is just stressful and depressing even thinking about it.</p>
<p>A suggestion Ive been given is wait until next year and then apply with potentially more chances and more thought into the whole process. Plus it might make my time a little less stressful here. But what pops in mind at that moment is- Ive got 4 years to have the time of my life. If it turns out I really dont like it here, and decide to transfer next year, 3 years of the time of my life turns into 2. And that could be something I might regret for the rest of my life.</p>
<p>Im not looking for chances or anything of that matter. Im just looking for advice. And even if I dont get that, writing this out did help me organize my thoughts and temporarily make me feel better. And its also starting to dawn on me that this could be interpreted as either a pathetic sob-story or desperate last-ditch thread for advice. So Id like to give my thanks, as well as apologies to whoever took the time to read all of this.</p>