This week I was faced with a choice.

Option One:
Go to a small, extremely liberal school in the mountains where the academics are ethically grounded and everyone and their brother is bisexual. Option one could possibly be a social haven for me. I identify better with most of the students going there; they're liberal, open minded, and love the outdoors.

Option Two:
Go to a slightly larger school in Big City Texas that is basically a soft-core version of Ivy League. Most students are from Texas, religous, and played varsity sports in high school. Adjustment could take a while, and I'll probably be one of very few LGBT students. Not coincidentally, Option Two is where my older sister graduated from.

It took me a while to realize it, but there's no way I'm picking Option One. And I honestly thought it wouldn't be Option Two: I doubt I'm their typical student, and it might be hard to fit in initially. Also, in a mildly conservative climate, there's a good chance that my roommate will not be Ok with my "lifestyle".

But it came down to the simple fact that Option Two offered the best education my family can afford. I'm not going to let my social-phobias decide my future, so next year I'm headed to Trinity University.

List of things I need to do to get through next year:

1)Find the minority of people that resemble the clique of funny little nerds that are my friends now.

2)Study until my eyes bleed. Work up a good resume for a transfer, then get the hell out.

3)Enjoy myself. This is what I've been waiting for for the last six years, and it wont kill me to make the best of things.