Accepted

So today I recieved a letter from Cal State Fullerton....and I was admitted.

Now I can't help but feel really happy because a college actually wants me to be their student.

Fullerton looks good...it has a really good performing arts department. I'll plan on going and visiting the campus to see what it's like up close.

But at the same time I'm sad because it's still California and not U of O. I haven't sent in my application there because I don't think I could turn it down if I was accepted. I wish I had the money to go!

I was telling J about Fullerton and how I was accepted and all. He was wishing me the best but I reminded him it was only an if. If I might go. and he said "It sounds great. Why wouldnt you"

I don't really know the answer to that. Maybe if I didn't go I would be turning down a huge oppertunity. But it's not like Fullerton is the only college out there. I could easily go to Cal Poly (not the I want too) or spend two years at Citrus or Mount Sac.

The problem is...I'm torn. I know staying here means a better chance at sucess. Southern California is huge with more jobs and more chances. I know Oregon doesn't have that...I've always known that. But I left my heart in Clackamas...I left it with gravity, in his arms. But it's too late for that. I'll never get that back. I lost that battle a long time ago in a life, so far away.