Why IMSA?

Being home for spring break has made me realize how much I gave up to come to IMSA. As I was half-cleaning my room, I came across my memory box- a box of mementos that my mom made me start keeping. I came across my symphony concert programs, my badminton award, and all the other things that I gave up to come here. It made me stop and think "Why on earth did I choose to go to IMSA? I don't even like math and science, I don't like technology or any of that!" I think about all of the honors I left behind at home- school academic awards, being principal violist at my old symphony and now being demoted to second chair at IMSA- and wonder what drew me to this place that looks like a bomb shelter. After all, my old school was designed as a castle (Cati- I'm sure you understand that!). Between all of that and the Facebook messages from former badminton teammates hinting at how me leaving the team has caused the doubles teams to become mixed up, I kind of get frustrated at my decision to come to IMSA. Don't get me wrong, there's no way I'm leaving, I love this place, but at the same time I wonder what it was that made me come here, because I have no idea. I'm sure many people can relate to this, and I'd like to hear what you think.

And in a deep philosophical sense, I think that me trying to figure out what made me come here is actually me trying to figure out who I am.