To tell you the truth, I never pictured myself living in Western New York, especially Olean, a town where almost nothing ever happens outside St. Bonaventure. Growing up, my dad used to brag about how great of a school it is. The partying, the athletics, the people, the camaraderie-everything. Still, I wanted nothing to do with it.
My dad encouraged me to go on a tour and I finally agreed to it. From Albany, N.Y. to Olean is about 5 hours and the whole way I bitched about how boring the car ride was. For most of the drive I questioned whether or not there’s even civilization because all I saw was acres of unused land.
I’m not coming here
I don’t like it
There’s no one on campus. Why is there no one on campus?
Over and over again, I thought to myself how St. Bonaventure wasn’t the school for me, and that I went on a tour to make my dad happy. Boy was I wrong.
As it turned out, St. Bonaventure is the school for me. I love it and I couldn’t imagine how different my college experience would be if I went elsewhere. My dad was right about everything. All these years, I refused to believe how great of a school St. Bonaventure is.
Despite the town of Olean/Allegany being so boring with absolutely nothing to do, St. Bonaventure has changed me. I always wanted to go far away to college because I wanted to experience an environment different from Albany and meet people different from the people I went to high school with. While there’s not much diversity at Bonas, I’ve met people who are very different from me, and that was exactly what I wanted when I decided to go to school 5 hours away from my hometown.