500 Days of Summer (or at least 98)

The College Champion returns to Burlingame, or something like that. After a very victorious year of volatility and vagrancy, I came home to my family, old friends, and my hometown. I have always admired the concept of a small town from the lyrics of Springsteen and Mellancamp, but I never had much perspective on my hometown until I left for school (or rather until I came back). The Bay Area is the most beautiful place to live, grow up, and enjoy life. Sure national parks like Glacier and Olympia have stunning scenes and display the natural beauty of earth, but I could never live so far from the urban setting that I grew up in. Despite the awesomeness of UCSD, I am far more comfortable and at ease here in Burlingame. Quoting the band Of A Revolution, "There are few things pure in this world anymore, and home is one of the few."