Decker's Bitchin Motorcycle Fund

Well, my life completely changed again. It's barely starting to sink in. On Friday, in case you haven't heard, I was told that I received a full-ride scholarship. And pretty much until just now, I haven't fully made the connection that I actually got what I wanted.

Not to go all mushy on you, but the second I started composing this post I began to get a little emotional.

I really hate that one of the seven deadly sins is Pride. Pride is one of the most amazing feelings in the world, and certainly one of the best motivators. I don't know why it's considered a "deadly sin" to look back at how amazing of an individual you've become and be confident and content.

I'd have to say I have good reason to feel the pride that's been swelling inside me. I'm not being cocky when I say this, I'm simply stating a fact. Since August 19th, 2011; every single goal I've come up with, I've achieved. Not just achieved, I've conquered them. I've taken them apart and analyzed how I could win, then I went and did it. Dean's list, I wanted it, I got it. 3.8 GPA bitch. Wings, I wasn't even expecting it but hell I qualified. Then my scholarship. I literally haven't done anything wrong since I've gotten to college. Simply put, if I want something, I'm not fucking around.

I'm learning a lot about myself in college. Such as, for example, I'm smart as shit. Didn't know that before. But more importantly I discovered how my mind operates to get something I want. I seem to go one at a time through each goal until I'm at the top. Last semester, all I gave a rat's ass about was getting that GPA. But then the minute I got it, my focused turned to getting a scholarship. The same day I got that, my focused turned to the next step, which is getting to field training. Now I will likely spend a year and a half giving every ounce of power in my body to achieve that. Once I get that, it's safe to say my focus will immediately become the final stop: pilot slot.

I think it's cute how when I was in 8th grade I thought I wanted to be a pilot. I love thinking about the irony in it. If my 8th grade little-shit-self could see this Superman I've become, I wonder what he would think. I wonder if he would be surprised. I don't know.

Scholarships come in two pieces. The first piece is what I've been talking about, the feeling of incredible accomplishment, knowing you are at the very top percentile of everyone you're around. The second piece is a little less serious and more fun, the money! This is the part you get to play around with, spend it up, make it rain, throw down in strip clubs, whatever you want!

Firstly, I'm now opening up an account with my bank titled "Decker's Bitchin Motorcycle Fund". In fact, I'm doing that now. Ok nevermind, the website is down. Anyway, that fund will accumulate and soon enough this hot shot's getting a motorcycle. That's gonna happen. There's a picture of it.

Secondly, more money coming in means more money to invest and save. Which, other than Decker's Bitchin Motorcycle Fund, most of my money will go. That's the smart way to go.


But I think the most fun part about having all this cash-flow won't be spending it to buy a ton of shit, but simply the fun in having money. One of these days, I'm going to take a much of money out and make it rain dollar signs in my dorm room. Then I'm gonna dive in and swim around in it. Then I'm gonna pick all the money up and put it back in the bank. And it's gonna be AWESOME.

I need to go back and read whatever I previously blogged about pertaining to the scholarship I just got. I'm running out of shit to write about anyway. Until next time...