UC Berkeley, a school dear to my dreams and aspirations, has taught me to be grateful on many levels I never thought possible.

Two and a half months post-transfer to Berkeley:

1. I am grateful for learning.

Here we limited to comprehension AKA studying AKA death.

2. I am grateful for sleep.

God knows we don't get nearly enough of it here.

3. I am grateful for sanity.

You don't see too much of it in this neck of the woods.

4. I am grateful for the dry heat of SoCal.

Sweating balls, in desperate need of a shower by the time you arrive at class, is unpleasant, to say the least. At least we all smell, right? ...Right?

5. I am grateful for squirrels.

Without our furry campus friends, what would Berkeley even be?

6. I am grateful for schoolwork.

It teaches me what I hate most in life.

7. I am grateful for student loans.

They're guaranteed to keep my lazy ass working until I'm dead.

8. I am grateful for Berkeley's grade deflation.

It's helped to mentally prepare me for rejection from graduate school.

9. I am grateful for Stanford.

If it weren't for our notorious rival, my meme making skills and religious school spirit would never exist.

GO BEARS!