The Best Night

Last night may have been the best night of my life. There’s exactly one reason for that, and that is the Georgia Tech Homecoming Football Game. Everyone in the school knew that FSU was favored. This was a team that hasn’t lost a regular season game since 2012 and is ranked 9th. We were a team that had just come off a 5 game losing streak and were just looking awful.

Because it was a homecoming game, the atmosphere was unreal. The amount of energy in the stadium was almost overwhelming, even at the very beginning. It was a white out game, and the sea of white with the synchronized movements of white pom-poms seemed unreal. The red FSU fans were blemishes in the stands, complete with their one terrible chant that they seemed to do everything. Our crowd seemed more powerful than ever before (with our multiple chants, including this one). Through the course of the game, we caused at least 4 false starts and a forced timeout.

Our team also performed much better than usual, having success through the middle and still running the option when possible. The game was consistently close, with FSU in the lead for most of the game. With a few minutes left, we managed to tie the game, leaving them with the ball with less than a minute to play. Somehow, they managed to drive down to the field and they had 6 seconds left on the clock to kick a field goal with the best kicker in college football.

Miraculously, we managed to block the kick. I began to celebrate then. Even more miraculously, we managed to pick up the blocked kick and run half the length of the field for a touchdown as time expired. It was a few seconds before the entire student section (myself included) rushed the field and screamed for hours with a sense of community that I’ve never felt before. What a time to be alive.

It was amazing.

Sheer joy as the entire student section filled the field.

Sheer joy as the entire student section filled the field.

The most beautiful scoreboard.

The most beautiful scoreboard.

Day 73: The Liberal Arts

One of the main gripes I have with my soon-to-be college is the incredible focus on technology. This is unsurprising, considering the title of Georgia Institute of Technology, yet it’s a gripe all the same. In my college application process, I ended up applying to a whole lotta Ivy League schools. This was partly due to the prestige and more so because of the amount of flexibility these schools would grant me.

The top schools for computer science are mostly all technical-focused; however, Ivy League’s hold prestigious technical programs, while still being a part of their liberal arts education. My love of the arts, especially music and literature, made these schools seem so much more desirable than the technical safety school that I knew I would end up at. Unfortunately, the reality of my weak application hit me in the form of a fleet of rejection letters, reminiscent of the Enola Gay forcing the surrender of my preppy collegiate dreams.

I remembered this dream after a few months due to this Medium story of a Yale student who is choosing to study English before entering the same world that I hope to enter, that of start-ups and venture capitalism. The land of t-shirts and Macbooks on the West Coast holds an enormous population of students from the elite eight schools, regardless of their major. These students hold a level of freedom unavailable to others.

Of course, this freedom isn’t undeserved. These students, to get into these colleges, performed at a level beyond the norm and will probably graduate with a greater understanding of Python and C than I could ever have even with their Art History or Classics degree. I just can’t help wonder what it would be like to be as they are.

Day 27: Winging It

When you’re a senior in high school, every single time you talk to anyone for the first time in a while, you will be met with a few questions.

“Where are you going to school?”

“Georgia Tech.”

“What are you going to study?”

“Computer science. I want to be a software developer out in San Francisco. My brother works there.”

I’ve given this spiel more times than I can count with a level of confidence that is completely fake and unrealistic. Right now, I want to do computer science but am perfectly aware how unsure I am about that. I’m hardcore pretending to know exactly what I want to do when it’s completely likely that I will either graduate with a different major or end up working in something completely different. After seeing my brother go from pre-med to computer science, I know how easy it is for people to change their focus. Just the other day, I was talking to two professional leading a technology startup and both of them started in a completely different field than the one they are currently in.

To be honest, I’m just winging it because that seems like the best strategy. Apparently, everyone else is doing it and falling into peer pressure is awesome. People say that the best strategy is to “fake it until you make it” for confidence, which is why I decided to go this path. I’ve always had issues with confidence and so, like so many other people, am pretending I know what I’m doing.

This post is really short but also super repetitive and pointless, so I’m just gonna stop here and need to stop writing posts just to link to an article I just read and liked.