Rising dream, falling nightmare
I've been sitting here filling out college applications all day- the thing that I once looked forwrd to doing. Going to college. Perhaps my only concrete goal in life. I sit here and gaze at this glowing screen wondering if I really know what I am doing. No, I don't. I don't have a clue. Maybe I am dramatizing all this, but I am seriously really scared right now. Getting into Northwestern University has been my dream, so I applied Early Decision. This means that I had to turn all of my stuff in early, and that if they accept me, I HAVE to go there under a binding, legal contract. I clicked away, because my chances of getting into school there are higher that way. But now I ponder- did I know what I was thinking? To leave those I love behind? I was scared before that I wouldn't get in, and hey- that still applies. But I also think more or less that I am more scared that they WILL accept me. I'll miss you. I love you. What happens if I go? Don't forget me, please.