Do you ever have that day where you just feel happy, you feel great, and all you want to do is share that joy? For instance, the moment you got into the University of Michigan.

I had been obsessively checking the internet to see if other people had heard from the waitlist in the weeks prior, but then it became late May and I had started to accept the fact that I would be going to another, not-so-well-rounded university. Then came the moment filled with tears of happiness streaming down my face.

I was sitting on the arm of a chair (how comfy I know, right?) and naturally went on my phone to check my email.

I saw "University of Michigan," and then I saw "Congratulations."

My eyes widened in awe as I snapped my face, my phone, and most importantly the email to my dad next to me.

Within milliseconds, we were both in tears. This school had been my dream for as long as I can remember, and my dad had witnessed the most joyous moment of my year.

The University of Michigan is the place for me and I always knew that. Michigan students had the connection, spirit, and hard work ethic that I wanted. The school allows me to expand my endeavors as I want to be myself and stay curious. After all, that is what makes the world, as well as myself, grow.

Meanwhile, my brother clutched his stomach in pain on the couch next to me. He had just gotten home from abroad and had a terrible stomach virus. It was May 28 and my family had been together for the first time since early December. Obviously, the University of Michigan was just waiting for me to be able to share this joyous moment with everyone around me.

Fortunately for me, my dream had come true and fortunately for my brother, my smile provided him with the energy he needed to get better.