Feb 16, 2010 23:01
UGH.
I am majorly stressed right now, which I am not doing the least bit to help, considering that I spent the day watching the Olympics and YouTubing videos of Fernando Torres instead of 1. studying for my psych test 2. doing my math homework and 3. reading Crime and Punishment, which I've read maybe 100 pages out of the 450 that I should have read. Oh well.
So.
I want to go to college in Spain (Madrid more specifically). I got accepted. I got a scholarship. My parents said no. I'm only 17. Fuck.
So.
New idea. A year afloat. I know, I know, what sane person would voluntarily chose to spend 9 months spent on a cramped boat with a bunch of people they don't know. Well, I would. I'm not really sure that I'm ready to do the standard college, job, house, baby thing that everyone seems so fond of. I just want to travel and get out there. I can barely admit this to myself, but if there wasn't the huge social stigmas, I'm not sure that I would even want to go to college.
Anyways, I got this email about doing a year afloat. Basically, I could travel around the world and take college classes at the same time (though there would be high school students on the boat. LAME.). It sounds wonderful, and for some reason this has been met with a higher approval from my parents. Yeah, I'm confused too.
I guess I just have to wait and see where I get accepted? The only problem is that all the scholarships have notification dates AFTER May 1, which is when school decisions are due by, so if I did decide to forgo my parents and try and go to Spain by myself, I wouldn't really know if I would be fiscally able to until AFTER I made the decision.
Um, so yeah. I basically just stressing out and this will be all that I am talking about for roughly the next two months. Yipee.
year afloat,
college,
fernando torres,
spain,
stress,
football,
madrid,
soccer,
travel