This picture can not express how I feel when I watch BYU football. As I grew up I imagined myself going to BYU for college. In elementary school they asked us where we saw ourselves in 10 years, in the yearbook it says, after my name, "Hopefully at BYU." That turned out to only be a hope. Over the course of the past couple years, as I've lived in Provo for a summer, and watched and attended BYU games I've been hit emotionally. I didn't understand why at first but now I do. I sometimes wish so badly that I was there. The feeling on that campus and that atmosphere at games and among friends is like no other college experience I've had. I cry almost every time I watch a game. I don't know if it's just a sense of regret of not going, or just that it makes me happy to watch the team I love play. I would say it's both. Some may ask why I didn't choose to go to BYU, well I knew at the time (when it came to applying to schools) that it wasn't what was right for me at the time. I thought about going for my masters degree but they don't have a program for my field. I guess it wasn't meant to be for me to attend the school, but I still get emotional when involved in these events or visiting the campus and friends there.
