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Oh, the Places I’ll Go!

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Perhaps I will follow in my father’s footsteps and earn a history degree from Southern Methodist University; but a historian’s paycheck can’t be much better than a creative writer’s.

As a senior in high school, you can’t go a single day without someone asking you where you’re going to college or what you’re going to do post-grad. I used to give the truth and say that I have no dream school and that I want to pursue creative writing, but those answers only elicit more questions like “Well, what schools are in your top five?” and “What are you going to do with a creative writing degree?” So, I’ve taken to lying.

It started small, with schools that I’d been accepted to like St. Edwards and Oregon, but eventually I’d told enough people that I was going to major in crop science with a focus in corn production at the University of Iowa that they were starting to believe me; I had to find something new.

On the first day back from Winter Break, I came to school wearing a University of London sweatshirt. Several people asked me if I had gotten in and they were shocked when I said yes. “It’s one of my top choices,” I told them. “But I’m not sure I could give up western luxuries, like dentistry and jeans, for four years.” They would ask me if I was joking, to which I would pretend to be taken aback by their lack of confidence in me. Their doubt was completely valid, of course, because I was lying, but in the wake of some surprising deferrals and rejections that were only magnified by the even more surprising acceptances, the senior class reeked with the naive optimism of “anything can happen in college admissions.”

I’ve really worked myself into a boy-who-cried-wolf situation. I’ve told so many people that I’ll be attending Davidson in the fall to major in Asian studies and a great many more that I’m going to train to become a rabbi at the University of Hamburg that no one believes a word I say anymore. To tell the truth, I like it this way. I’m not even sure what school I want to attend, let alone what I want to study. So in the meantime, I might as well lie to myself. Envision a world in which I’m TCU’s next underwhelming true freshman quarterback or “studying” to be a white collar nepo baby at Harvard or directing tacky student films at UCLA or at least some place where I’ve got my life all figured out.

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Marshall Lehman, Co-Editor in Chief
Ayo, I’m Marshall, and I’m a senior, therefore, this is my fourth year on the Quill Staff. I’m the Co-Editor in Chief, and I will remind you of my position every waking moment of your life. In my free time, you will typically find me bowling, but never ski balling. My favorite bowling ball is a pink 8 pounder because with it I can really knock down some pins. If you don’t find me there, then you will probably find me hanging out with my shoe collection which totals about 37 pairs (including boots). My favorite sneakies to look at are my UNC Air Jordan 3s, but my favorite pair to wear are my Cactus Jack Air Forces 1s. And if you absolutely cannot find me in either of those two places then I will be on the track (running or jumping) or potentially shooting some hoops (yes, I am an aspiring varsity player). Last, but certainly not least, I would like to make it known that I’m really funny; potentially a 7 on a 10-point scale, but I am slightly (only slightly) aware that not everyone will think that highly of me, but everyone would put me at a 10 out of 10. My motto? A big ego is a healthy ego. One should always remember that a long bio indicates an important person.
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