I hate applying to colleges, I feel as though everything in my life is being judged to see if I am even worth noticing. I know I'll get in somewhere, it just seems that a big decision like this makes me worry about the future, not look forward to it. My sister is in her second year of college and is drowning in work and I feel as though I have been in college for four years already. Can't I just go to the University of Couch Potatoes? I feel as though I should burn all of the college mail I have received because I am sick of them. I can't wait for Sundays because that means no 'dump your money here' college mail. I just finished updating the resume that my school requires for me to do. Why can't the colleges just hire the FBI or the CIA to look me up? And to make things even better, most of my applications are due on my birthday, November 30th. Of course I am going to turn my applications in early but Nov 30th is still my judgement day.
- Mood:
Torment - Listening to: my brain yelling 'please STOP!'
- Reading: all of the idiotic things I put on my resume
- Watching: my future die a slow and painful death
- Playing: with what's left of my sanity
- Eating: my broken dreams
- Drinking: my salty tears
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