Dang. The University of Pennsylvania.
I found out on Friday that I’ve been accepted into the Wharton school of business at Penn! My dad and I found out the decision together (my mom was at work), and when it came up “congratulations,” we embraced and cried. It was pretty awesome. Two handsome young men letting the tears fall and hugging it out. My dad told me it all paid off, and that he was proud of me. I felt so happy. But I was blown away because I was hardly expecting admission to such a frickin awesome school.
I don’t really know how Penn became my number one school, or why I suddenly changed interest from medicine to business. But as the days go by, the more I am convinced that the way things have turned out are all God’s doing. Sometime in late junior year, the name UPenn randomly pressed itself upon my conscience, and after doing research and etc., I knew that this was the school for me. And so the parents and I made a trip up to visit last August and it was the first time I had ever been to Philadelphia since I was younger. We didn’t get to do much in the city besides hit up Chinatown, but it was everything I was looking for: a large city teeming with life and excitement. I like Penn the most because it gives me a sheltered haven, but I don’t have to go far to experience the world around me and just soak it all in.
Anyhoo. This was all God’s work. He has given me the strength and motivation to study hard in school, but most importantly, He has led me through some really life-altering experiences that have molded me to the person I am. And I think He is going to continue to do that at Penn. I am so ready to go on this journey and see what business school in the city of brotherly love has to offer me!!! I just have to survive the rest of high school now….so much senioritis. I’m so grateful and am just overwhelmed with these surreal feelings. Penn is my dream school, and I’m actually getting to go there. Un-freakin-believable.
I also hope everybody else finds peace during their college admissions processes. It doesn’t seem fair that I have this all squared away while my peers are still freaking out and convulsing with anxiety. I wish you all the best of luck, and I know that wherever you end up, it’s for a reason. I haven’t heard anybody say they don’t like their university…so I suppose that’s proof that wherever you end up, it’ll be amazing.
I just hope I make friends there….I will need hot men to cuddle with when it snows. And now I have to go shopping for winter clothes. So irksome. And thermal underwear. You’d be surprised how much warmer that makes the little soldiers.
My cousin goes there for business also. :] Great school with many awesome opportunities available. Good luck. Don’t have too much fun…=.=
SO PROUD