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You know when the best time at school is?
The couple of days right after a test or quiz, because then you don't spend 69% of your time wondering whether you have a test or quiz and then, after finally determining that you do (which requires a considerable amount of thought), you spend....*does 100-69 in her head*...29% of your time slacking off, because you just don't care about the test/quiz and then, your conscience catches up with you and the last 2% of your time is actually spent studying.
Wow, that was a long sentence.
I got rejected from UC Berkeley. Woohoo. It was, to be blunt, quite interesting yet unsettling to read my first rejection letter. I didn't really care about Berkeley--I hate the campus--but it does put you off when you find out that someone, even someone you don't really care about, doesn't want you.
I don't know if anyone else feels this way, but I do. Maybe I'm too sensitive. I don't know.
I've been saying that a lot. I think those are horrible horrible words, don't you? I want to know. By all means, I try to know. But I don't. Admitting that inevitably makes me feel dumb, and as I contemplate the source of my discomfort further and still receive no answers, I feel dumber by the second.
Overall, today has just been a bad bad day:
-I got rejected from both Berkeley and UCLA. That's nice. I'll be honest: the only reason San Diego was my first choice was because I didn't think I had a shot at UCLA, and because it was by the beach. But UCLA is a damn good school. It's right up there with the Ivy Leagues--Harvard, Princeton, Yale,etc.--but not IL because it's a public university, and not private. Yeah, so apparently, LA hates me. (<--that was an exaggeration, I admit).
-I got sent a letter from Washington Hospital, saying that they have removed me from my work schedule for not submitting my TB test results. Arrrrghhhh
-I probably failed another physics test. And this time, I did try. [sort of]
So I'm off tomorrow to tell the world about my rejections! Waahey!
Strangely, writing this has made me feel better. Odd. o.O
The couple of days right after a test or quiz, because then you don't spend 69% of your time wondering whether you have a test or quiz and then, after finally determining that you do (which requires a considerable amount of thought), you spend....*does 100-69 in her head*...29% of your time slacking off, because you just don't care about the test/quiz and then, your conscience catches up with you and the last 2% of your time is actually spent studying.
Wow, that was a long sentence.
I got rejected from UC Berkeley. Woohoo. It was, to be blunt, quite interesting yet unsettling to read my first rejection letter. I didn't really care about Berkeley--I hate the campus--but it does put you off when you find out that someone, even someone you don't really care about, doesn't want you.
I don't know if anyone else feels this way, but I do. Maybe I'm too sensitive. I don't know.
I've been saying that a lot. I think those are horrible horrible words, don't you? I want to know. By all means, I try to know. But I don't. Admitting that inevitably makes me feel dumb, and as I contemplate the source of my discomfort further and still receive no answers, I feel dumber by the second.
Overall, today has just been a bad bad day:
-I got rejected from both Berkeley and UCLA. That's nice. I'll be honest: the only reason San Diego was my first choice was because I didn't think I had a shot at UCLA, and because it was by the beach. But UCLA is a damn good school. It's right up there with the Ivy Leagues--Harvard, Princeton, Yale,etc.--but not IL because it's a public university, and not private. Yeah, so apparently, LA hates me. (<--that was an exaggeration, I admit).
-I got sent a letter from Washington Hospital, saying that they have removed me from my work schedule for not submitting my TB test results. Arrrrghhhh
-I probably failed another physics test. And this time, I did try. [sort of]
So I'm off tomorrow to tell the world about my rejections! Waahey!
Strangely, writing this has made me feel better. Odd. o.O