Man, I love college?

Before I start I have to say I think every college student should have this poster on their wall at one point in time during their secondary educational career. One its hilarious and two its a photograph of those bewildering moments we endure so often in our early 20's. You know the "I'm overwhelmed/What am I going to do for the rest of my life/ I'm out of beer"look.

But I digress. I applied to six colleges to transfer for Fall 2010 Berkeley being my top choice LBSU as a safety then SFSU, SDSU, UCLA, UCSB, UCSD. Well I found out my results on Friday night. Convincing my roommates not to go out and wait in front of a computer screen with me. A fellow classmate, Brian who had similar campus choices came over and together we waited. My first denial was from UCLA I was not suprised because of the small size of their Communications program. Next was Berkeley, now that was a hard fall. I mean deep down I knew I didn't have the best GPA. It's decent and with my essay I thought I had a fighting chance. What made my denial even more awkward was that Brian had gotten accepted. So was I left awkwardly congradulating him while at the same time dealing with the idea that I would not be attending the historical campus of outspoken liberals.

My roommate turned to me and asked if I was okay. For those of you who know me, well, you know that I always answer "yes". Even if I was losing a limb I would still repeat the same response. After a deep breath I checked my other results and found out I had gotten into UCSD the #3 UC institution. I also considered the city of San Diego and the fact that my uncle lives 10 miles from La Jolla in a house with a bottom apartment, pool/jacuzzi and firepit. This comforted me and I decided to rewash my feelings of discontent for happiness and pride. I had worked hard to maintain my GPA and dragged myself to OCC many early mornings to do so (especially my 8am statistics class).

So I'm proud but dissapointed mixed in with a little excitement to finally get the "real" college experience. You know dorms, pizza diets, dirty laundry, and late night cramming.

Here's Asher Roths "I Love College":

A silly/ dumb anthem for my next two years in San Diego (halfway kidding)