<p>For a good 3 months, I was positive that Wellesley was the place for me. From reading Hilary Clinton's "Living History" and her descriptions of her time there, to the campus visit to talking with successful alumae, I was sure I would love it. The alumnae I met all spoke very highly of their experience and were all in prominent positions within their fields. They were still involved with Wellesley events (hosting current students while they were in California, for example). The campus was beautiful and calm...something about it made it a "special place." I loved the old architechture, the honor system, the long list of very famous alums (Condeleezaa, Madeleine Albright, Madame Chiang Kai-Shek), the closeness to Boston, all the other colleges nearby, the dorms, ...my list could go on forever. I planned to apply Early Evaluation and was fairly confident that I would get in. I abandoned my other college research and only focused on Wellesley. One weeked, I read a book (by no means high quality literature, by MTV press if that helps) called "Number Six Fumbles." The author had attended University of Pennsylvania (another school that I considered next to Wellesley) and included a lot of her experiences in the book. At one point, she spoke of "the Walk of SHame." FOr those of you who don't know what that is, it's the walk home the morning after you just spent the night in someone else's bed. By no means I am saying that I want to experience the Walk of SHame repeatedly in college, but I want the OPTION of experiencing it. I had this epiphany and just suddenly realized that all of the negative things about Wellesley that I had just pushed aside before were all very real. The actual town of Wellesley is the farthest thing from "the real world" that you can get. Conspicuous consumption dominates the main street of this thoroughly white bread community. It is a bubble. I didn't want to be slapped in the face by the real world when I graduated. Furthermore, Boston really isn't as close as you might want to believe. It's a trek on campus to even go into the town of Wellesley. BOston is a 45 minute commuter train ride (yes, there is also a Wellesley Shuttle). I also didn't want to be stuck with permanently fighting any of the Wellesley stereotypes...desperate and easy....nerdy and unattractive...feminist and *****y....butch and lesbian. I shouldn't need to prove that I DON'T fit into those stereotypes to people I meet. The tradition....reputation...excellence...and prestiege of Wellesley kept me interested. But not interested enough. </p>
<p>You know how they say that you'll just know when a college is a good fit for you?? My fit was forced. Thank god I found out that it didn't quite fit in time. Bottom line: if you highly value an excellent education in a nuturing environment, Wellsley may be a good fit for you. But be willing to take it with a grain of salt (or two...or three...or four).</p>
<p>These are just my personal thoughts on Wellesley. Please do not be upset with me for posting them in this forum! You are all entitled to disagree! I merely hope they help someone make the right choice about their college experience. Feel free to PM me or IM me on AIM if you want to talk about it more with me!</p>