<p>Yep, I was in that position and leaving was a good decision.</p>
<p>I went to a small D3 school to play football, basically because it was in my hometown and I wasn’t real concerned about school while in HS. I was just like, yeah ok - I will go there, doesn’t really matter to me.</p>
<p>The school was about 2 miles from where I grew up, and only had about 4,000 students I think. Pretty campus, typical small private/Catholic school setting. I didn’t like such a small setting, and after awhile I didn’t like being so close to home either. When I’d go visit my friends at Penn State, Pitt, Maryland, and WVU I’d think, “wow - I’m really missing out on a great experience at one of these bigger schools.”</p>
<p>Everything was just better. Better dorms, better cafeterias, better looking girls, better parties, better libraries, better everything. Surprisingly, my grades were OK (I was an aweful HS student), and because it was a slow campus I spent alot of my time in the weight room, and put on alot of good weight. I started looking at D1 rosters and thinking about transfering, walking on.</p>
<p>I called my parents, told them what I wanted to do and they were pretty receptive. They were just happy that I was doing well and taking things seriously, so it was more of a “Well, if it keeps you happy” sorta thing. I visited 6 campuses, and mostly ranked them based on football, parties, and girls (maybe not in that order).</p>
<p>I finally picked WVU because it was the exact opposite of my current situation. It was big, lots of parties, great athletic, awesome facilities, awesome dorms, lots of cuties, lots of personality.</p>
<p>One of the best decisions of my life.</p>