people say she’s crazy…

People Who Are Always Right:

My Mom.

re: What Goes Around Comes Around.

though i’m not sure what went around in the first place. all i know is that things have gotten so much better in the last six days.

boo-yah.

you know that feeling where you just know your entire life that there’s something you want to do, that ideally, in a perfect world, you’d get to do that one thing for the rest of your life, that people would tell you you can do it and appreciate your doing it and offer you positive reinforcement about doing it and it just seems so natural that when you are finally told you can do it in this not perfect at all world you kind of have to spend the day going “of course!… but i never thought i’d actually–but no, of course i am! but no, it wasn’t so clear–shut up! of course! it is and was and always has been?” that’s the kind of day i’ve had. because you know, it’s always been there and it’s always been fun and amazing and the only quasi-academic thing i’ve ever ever been this passionate about (sorry calc) and of course i go to college and major in it, what else would it be? but it wasn’t for some reason that easy, either in the sense that i never thought i’d go to college and major in it or in the sense that it was a process i found myself in the middle of before i knew what was happening at all. either way, i’ve got it now and i’m thrilled and i just want to make it work.

and now for a bit on the college application and selection process:

where the hells did i find this school?? oh my god. the rest of atlanta (um, or more importantly, the rest of atlanta that’s exactly like me) has no idea that this place even exists and it’s completely perfect. mom finally got it the other day on the phone, when she said, “there’s really no other school where you could do all these things that you love doing. i mean does any other school have these kinds of opportunities?” and no, they don’t. now don’t get hostile and email me something about the average sat score where ever you go if you’re offended by this, but i’m sorry–nowhere else are there 6+ 100% student theater companies, people who build solar cars in their free time, shitloads of amazing facilities of all kinds, theater and music schools of huge wanking caliber, an engineering school full of frickin geniuses, an entire school devoted to education and social policy, and THEN your standard ol’ liberal arts lazies? i mean christ! we’re like 800 schools in one. no wonder we’re so fucked up. either way, i love it. so how the hell did i end up here? ha, who knows. i guess i could blame stephen majors in ap spanish lit, i have to thank harvard for rejecting me, i have to thank my ego for not going to BU where i’d have to say “yeah, he goes to school in boston… on the… other side of the river” everytime i decided to go hang out with morgan, etc.etc. the best part of it all is that i had NO idea of what i was getting into when i decided to come here. i didn’t know what there was to do, what i’d like to do, what i’d get involved in… i’m a frickin kappa delta, goddammit. how hilarious is that?! i love it! what a great random pick. nancy bean didn’t know what she was doing when she sent me here, but maybe she jsut had an excellent sense of… something? i have no idea.

ok, no more rambling.

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