Where am I?
AHHHHHH. Soooo Harry Potter-ed out. I read the last two books in week and all I can think of what house I would be in (Gryffindor, of course...), what classes I would enjoy (Charms and Transfiguration), what position on the quidditch team I'd play (Chaser) and a buttload of other junk. I can't wait for the last book to come out.
I wish I applied more places, mainly Emerson and BU. Now that I look at those two schools I think they would've made me much happier than Saint Michael's to get in. I went to the open house for St. Mikes. Let me tell you, the only thing more awkward than feeling awkward yourself is being with a slew of other people feeling awkward as well. I like the school a lot, I think I'd be happy there, but it's just not a school where I'd totally fit in. Ah well.
After I got back from the open house. I had never felt so depressed in my life. I'm most likely going there next year and I'm not excited about it at all. I'm in a blur right now. I'm not in control of my life. I have no idea what I'll be doing in life and that terrifies me. Five years from now? I hope to be going to grad school, but who knows? Mr. M told me that I should take a year off to contemplate my future. But I think I'd end up being even more depressed and in the same place: completely clueless.
Why can't I have been a wizard? I'd totaly want to be an Auror.
Here's to a foggy future. Cheers.
I wish I applied more places, mainly Emerson and BU. Now that I look at those two schools I think they would've made me much happier than Saint Michael's to get in. I went to the open house for St. Mikes. Let me tell you, the only thing more awkward than feeling awkward yourself is being with a slew of other people feeling awkward as well. I like the school a lot, I think I'd be happy there, but it's just not a school where I'd totally fit in. Ah well.
After I got back from the open house. I had never felt so depressed in my life. I'm most likely going there next year and I'm not excited about it at all. I'm in a blur right now. I'm not in control of my life. I have no idea what I'll be doing in life and that terrifies me. Five years from now? I hope to be going to grad school, but who knows? Mr. M told me that I should take a year off to contemplate my future. But I think I'd end up being even more depressed and in the same place: completely clueless.
Why can't I have been a wizard? I'd totaly want to be an Auror.
Here's to a foggy future. Cheers.