I am going to the best university in the country, or so it was deemed by some report which uses some unknown methodology. When I got in, I was ecstatic. I jumped, I screamed, I ran through my kitchen. I called James, my grandparents. I did all the requisite celebrations of being accepted.
But now, as I listen to my mother talk on the phone, sitting
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With that said, I think Marc had at least a little say in your choice. Obviously you didn't do it solely because of him, or simply because it was a convenience, but I'm guessing you were glad that he remained close...in the back of your mind, I guess. Hell if I had a girl who I'd been dating for a while decide to come to college with me..fuck yeah!
But it shouldn't matter; you're going to PRINCETON! *wow* kthxbye.
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as per marc, believe it or not, no he didn't enter my mind in the decision, even a little bit. My university has to do with me, and no one else- I'm the one it effects, so I was careful only to take myself into the decision. And if logic doesn't convince you, look at my situation.. I made that decision in three days. There was so much going back and forth in my head, that I didn't even have the energy or mental room to put marc, or anyone else for that matter, into the equation.
and thanks reido.
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anyways, good thing you took the one that made more sense over the one that had a better first impression...haha I still wish I could've gone to Stanfoord or Columbia...oh well..there's always grad school!! xD
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