The author transferred from his small Connecticut college to a large university.
Courtesy of Teddy Rainville
During my sophomore year at Central Connecticut State University, I considered transferring to another college. It had nothing to do with the level of education, but more so with my social life.I had friends at my original, smaller school, but when a close friend from high school asked me to switch to the larger University of Connecticut and get an off-campus apartment together, I jumped at the opportunity.After submitting an application and confirming my classes would transfer, I left for the new school. It wasn't what I thought it would be.The transfer messed up my creditsI started my college career at Central Connecticut State University, majoring in psychology. I loved the coursework and the campus, but the school I transferred to, the University of Connecticut, was only about 45 minutes away.Since both are Connecticut state schools, the majority of my classes would transfer, and I would be able to keep my degree progress while trying out the new environment. At least, that was what I thought.I found UConn to be a beautiful school and met many great people, but the credits I had accrued could not be transferred as I had thought.I have always been one to try to get ahead, so even as a sophomore, I had taken many junior- and senior-level classes that I knew were required for a psychology degree. What I did not know, however, was that there was a limit to how many credits could transfer over. While the courses were considered equivalent, I would have had to repeat a number of classes I had already agonizingly completed.
