During my sophomore year at Penn, I tried to kill myself by swallowing a bottle of Wellbutrin. I spent 4 days in the hospital.
Penn’s response? – Sending some administrator to see me in the hospital (HUP). The first and only thing that she said was, “Are we going to make this an annual pattern?”…
I could not agree more with this writer on his/her thoughts about the environment at Penn. Oftentimes I’d see people so wrapped up in studying that they would literally drown themselves in work and continually stress themselves out; I even grew apart from some of my friends because they never made time to do anything but study. I used to be that way in high school, but when I got to college, I realized that life is about so much more than good grades and exams. Maybe my grades at Penn weren’t the best that they could be, but I’m ultimately grateful that I’ve come away with close friends, a well-balanced life, and many happy memories.
At the end of the day, your relationships with people will matter much more than one single grade.