USU vs. UofU

I'm just trying to warm up my writing skills before I attempt to tackle my final article for my beyond the inverted pyramid class. Ugh. It's about exercise affecting academic performance, and I'm kind of stuck. My professor wants me to take a different angle than I had planned to. Oh sheesh. I'm to the point where I don't care if I do what the professor wants as long as I get the assignment done and turned in on time. So by golly, I'm just going to finish this article the way I want to.

I'm ready to move away from the CCV. The Crazy Cache Valley. I've missed the U the whole time I've been here at USU. I've grown to love USU, but it just doesn't feel like the U did. The U really felt like what my idea of a university was supposed to feel like. I have absolutely no spirit or enthusiasm for the this school. I admire and am grateful for my professors and advisor. They have helped so much more than anyone at the U did. I feel like I've grown so much in my major here at USU. But, who is to say I wouldn't have grown this much at the U?

I think it is partly because I grew up cheering for Utah: I went to football and basketball games and wore red all during elementary, middle and high school. My mom graduated from the U, and my dad is one of the biggest U fans I've ever met. Many of my extended family graduated from and even played sports at the U. It was always my dream to go to the U. And I was living that dream to the fullest when I finally did go there and even swam on the U team!! I was so proud walking around in my U swimming attire. Now I wear it and people give me crap, and now I've gotten to the point where I don't just say,"Oh, yeah, I used to go there." I've recently started to retaliate. I've given people my whole life story. "Well, I grew up cheering for the U, I went there for two years, I was on the swim team. But, when I got married, my husband's major was only offered here at USU, so I had no choice but to leave the U and come here. And I'm going to wear my U stuff!" And I make people wish they never would have said anything to me. I'm getting kind of mean and ornery! I feel a little bit bad, but it almost feels better telling them what is up! I don't want to deal with that kind of crap anymore!

But, really, I like Utah State. I just miss the U, and living close to my family. I've gotten to the point where I only talk to my mom once a week, if that. I feel like I'm becoming distanced from people and things I don't want to. It could be worse, I know. It's possible for Ben and me to have to move to New York or somewhere for an internship over the summer! What will I do then?

When it comes down to it, it's really not the school. It's the atmosphere of the CCV that really gets to me. Maybe the poop smell, too. If I get brave enough, I might spill my feelings about some of my cohort here that I cannot handle. Those whom I live amongst, and sit amongst in church.