I constantly question whether the education we receive actually outweighs the shitty people we have to deal with. The sad part is I knew I would feel this way ever since I visited campus for the Johnson Scholarship Competition (I had never even heard of W&L until I started applying to random liberal arts schools on the east coast).
I was shocked by how ingenuine students were and the endless disparities between what the school wants you to think it is and reality. I even had a professor say during one of my interviews that “we don’t have anything for you here” in regards to my academic interests. (They were wrong.) That night I called my mom crying swearing that under no circumstance would I go to W&L. However, when we received my merit scholarship offer, we couldn’t turn it down -and that’s how I got here.