I went on the computer and noticed that I had 6 new e-mails, one of which was from UC Santa Barbara. I wasn't that excited, since I thought I was going to get rejected, but surprisingly, I GOT ACCEPTED!
Dream's over.

I actually got rejected, but I'm not surprised nor do I feel bad.
But you know what, it doesn't matter to me anymore. I overreacted in my previous post. and dude I have like 60 more years of living, so there will always be other opportunities.

I have several options now,
one: to go to SMC, and maybe transfer
two: go with what my friend said, and move to new york with her.

For option two, it does sound somewhat cool, but I don't think I'm cut out yet to live by myself. I mean, I am going to be living with a friend, but with the economic recession right now, finding a job is going to be almost impossible, and I'm especially worried about my parents, since I was the one that helped them through their troubles.

Ach, I don't know. Still have lots of things running through my mind.