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My life has regained a sense of purpose. Or rather, gained one. As much as I will probably hate myself for it (mostly because of the population of run-of-the-mill college students in State College, PA), I think I very well may transfer to Penn State to pursue two degrees; mechanical and nuclear engineering, mostly because getting a BS in nuclear engineering requires only 23 credits over a BS in mechanical engineering. I think I'll have a leg up on most of the population, partly because I can actually correctly pronounce nuclear. I have a gift that I have to share with the world.
During my stay in State College, I would love to be able to live in a secluded house somewhere off in the outskirts of town. Perhaps even something like a log cabin or other dwelling that requires driving down a dirt road to access it. On top of all of that, State College has some ridiculously amazing mountain bike trails. I don't think going to Penn State will be such a bad thing.
In the meantime however, I feel as though all this nonsense with (a) girl(s) is going to make my life unnecessarily complicated. Then again, whatever.