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PLEASE. Please, please, please. Bates or ConnColl, please, please, one of you, I don't even care which.. please save me. Please. You're my only hope.
If neither of you takes me, I'm either gonna end up at a huge school that I don't like, or I'm gonna be spending 4 months in London taking classes with an NYU program for a ridiculously high fee, then going to Wheaton in January as THE NEW KID for a ridiculously high fee, and not being able to afford grad school afterward.
It's ridiculous, but I'm gonna have to put a price tag on my happiness in the coming weeks. What sort of financial sacrifices am I willing to make to spend four years at a place that will make me happy? At what point does it stop being worth it?
PLEASE. Please, please. I know it's not helping to type up a livejournal entry saying "please" over and over, but I don't know what I'm supposed to do. I've been SO upset since I've found out how narrowed-down my options have become. I only stopped crying long enough to get smashed.
And my parents are making me feel almost as bad. They're so pissed that I haven't been getting into my schools.
I don't know what I did wrong. I don't know why things can't just work out.
So please, please, please. I'll do anything. Just PLEASE admit me. I'll take back every other wish I've ever made, and I'll take all of that energy and put it toward wishing for this. PLEASE. This is all I want. I won't ask for anything else. PLEASE. This is my only chance.
Please, please. Don't reject me. Please. I can't handle that.
I hate this. Please, please, please, just take me, if only for pity. I'll do anything.
If neither of you takes me, I'm either gonna end up at a huge school that I don't like, or I'm gonna be spending 4 months in London taking classes with an NYU program for a ridiculously high fee, then going to Wheaton in January as THE NEW KID for a ridiculously high fee, and not being able to afford grad school afterward.
It's ridiculous, but I'm gonna have to put a price tag on my happiness in the coming weeks. What sort of financial sacrifices am I willing to make to spend four years at a place that will make me happy? At what point does it stop being worth it?
PLEASE. Please, please. I know it's not helping to type up a livejournal entry saying "please" over and over, but I don't know what I'm supposed to do. I've been SO upset since I've found out how narrowed-down my options have become. I only stopped crying long enough to get smashed.
And my parents are making me feel almost as bad. They're so pissed that I haven't been getting into my schools.
I don't know what I did wrong. I don't know why things can't just work out.
So please, please, please. I'll do anything. Just PLEASE admit me. I'll take back every other wish I've ever made, and I'll take all of that energy and put it toward wishing for this. PLEASE. This is all I want. I won't ask for anything else. PLEASE. This is my only chance.
Please, please. Don't reject me. Please. I can't handle that.
I hate this. Please, please, please, just take me, if only for pity. I'll do anything.