I only applied to two colleges: the University of Washington-Seattle and UC Berkeley, and after waiting four very long months, I found out that I was accepted into both! So many of my peers applied to 5-10 colleges, but early into the application process, I realized that these were really the only two schools that I would even attend. I found out from the two of them back in March, and due to financial reasons, chose to attend the UW.I'm 1000% satisfied with this choice despite the fact that UCB was my original #1 choice. Just a couple days ago, I visited campus for orientation (and to choose my classes!) and I fell in love with it. I love this city: the buildings, the opportunities, the smell of the air, the people. And I love the mood of the entire area and campus. It's beautiful and I wouldn't rather attend anywhere else.
It feels strange knowing that this new chapter of my life is going to begin soon, and that high school is officially over. I still can't believe that I've graduated and that these great people I've met are about to leave for schools on the opposite side of the country. I'm not really sad, nor am I overjoyed, but it's there's something about the concept of people flowing in and out of our lives that makes me feel... slightly melancholic? It's more of the idea itself that everything is fluid and nothing is permanent that bums me out. Who knows what'll happen tomorrow?
Regardless of these feelings, I'm incredibly excited to be starting university in the fall! I'm dorming, so I'll be living in the city kinda independently, which is both terrifying and exciting. College looks like a giant adventure with so much freedom (choose classes! choose major! choose food!), and I'm pumped.
