The Grand Vanishing Act
Usually, at the end of a quarter, you have some friends who are seniors, who graduate. At Kettering, it seems that you should also plan on having half of your friends drop out or transfer. Really, I have something like four friends who are transferring. I find this to be somewhat depressing. Honestly, what other school transfers such a large percentage of its students to other colleges?
It all begs the question: Who do I blame for this great outflux of friends?
Is it me? Did I not talk to them enough, to help make them feel like they meant something to me? Na.. Couldn’t be my fault. It’s never my fault.
I’ll just blame it on my younger brother. After all, you can always blame everything on younger siblings. Er, actually, I can’t do that either. After all, he’s never met any of the defectors, and I seriously doubt that he has the ability to affect people that he has never encountered before.
Maybe it is our school. John’s always talking about how it has the ability to suck your soul right out of you. Maybe the dearly departed simply felt the need to actually live and experience the college life like it was meant to be experienced.
Then again, we may never know the truth of why such great people decided to disperse themselves across the nation to such far away places as Nebraska and Colorado. It is their story to tell. My only question is: Are you sure that you are doing the right thing?
