about to piss my pants.
I just finished my school application and my dad was so mofuckin impatient that he decided to take MY application to the 34th street post office (it's open 24/7). I couldn't even convince him not to go out, he wouldn't hear of it. I mean I'm happy to see it out of my sight, but my dad is so over-the-top... it's like, why all the drama when we don't even know that I'll get in? Yikes. I'm so nervous I could puke. Literally, just finished my personal statement this morning, too. I don't know, I read and reread and even translated for my dad, and we thought it was satisfactory. Ughhhhh I want to go to school!!!
Er, at least I'm sending the app even earlier than I expected, so I'm happy about that. It's not good to leave these things until the absolute last minute, mostly cos you can't trust the postal service.
Er, at least I'm sending the app even earlier than I expected, so I'm happy about that. It's not good to leave these things until the absolute last minute, mostly cos you can't trust the postal service.