born, I was raised to want to go to college at UNC Chapel Hill, my grandmother even sewed the letters onto my Christmas Stocking and she also gave me a UNC-CH ornament when I was around the age of ten, that I will forever cherish. When it came time for me to apply to college and everyone was asking me where I was planning on applying, I replied like a broken record player, "Carolina." I applied to early acceptance and nowhere else. This is where I had been unknowingly brainwashed in place I was going to attend college. However to my disappointment, I was put on the wait list and was unable to get in. I cried for hours and days because I had let my parents and my Grandmother down. But as a last (and second resort) I applied to NC State, and got my acceptance letter within three weeks. At the time, I was willing to tolerate State and I was determine to reapply. Now, the transfer application deadline is in thre
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