BA in polisci and a writing/rhetoric minor. College was a great, fun and twisted time that gave me a lot of friends, memories and scars I wouldn't trade for anything else. I also worked every summer to pay most of the tuition.
I must say at that point of my life I did not care neither for studying nor for making money and just wanted to have a good time. That sweet mafioso-like lifestyle with endless hangouts, crushes, artsy projects, "solving" social problems, planning days and nights one at a time.
I was all about living on as some kind of a free bird anarchist poet, but then I had to get a job and that in turn helped me realize I hated it and needed quit and to start working for myself. And then I got hooked on it.