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It's funny how sometimes I realize just how different I am from most people. Values, attitudes, thoughts, everything. I mean, really different. Are there even any people like me out there? So many people are... extremes of something, while I'm not really anything. I'm kind of in-between... on everything.
I guess I don't understand how some people can be so caught up on one thing and expect everyone else to be caught up on that thing, too. The thing is, not everyone cares about that thing so much and they don't like that thing being shoved in front of their faces all the time. They also don't like the topic being mentioned every two minutes as if that's the only thing the other people mentioned think about.
That didn't really make sense, probably. But whateverr.
In five days I'll be leaving for Missouri to visit Washington University in St. Louis for four days, all expenses paid. Isn't that exciting?! It's kind of scary, though, because I'll be flying solo for the first time. I have to switch flights at the Dallas airport - which is supposed to be huge - and I have only thirty minutes to get to my next flight. Eep.
I'll be having my first interview with an admissions officer there on Saturday morning. Hopefully that goes okay.
Senior year is turning out to be my most stressful year ever. So much for all the hype. I want to go back to being a junior. Or sophmore. Or freshman. Or eighth-grader. That was a good year. I liked eighth grade a lot.
I think that part of me is afraid to grow up. I don't want to get any older.
I guess I don't understand how some people can be so caught up on one thing and expect everyone else to be caught up on that thing, too. The thing is, not everyone cares about that thing so much and they don't like that thing being shoved in front of their faces all the time. They also don't like the topic being mentioned every two minutes as if that's the only thing the other people mentioned think about.
That didn't really make sense, probably. But whateverr.
In five days I'll be leaving for Missouri to visit Washington University in St. Louis for four days, all expenses paid. Isn't that exciting?! It's kind of scary, though, because I'll be flying solo for the first time. I have to switch flights at the Dallas airport - which is supposed to be huge - and I have only thirty minutes to get to my next flight. Eep.
I'll be having my first interview with an admissions officer there on Saturday morning. Hopefully that goes okay.
Senior year is turning out to be my most stressful year ever. So much for all the hype. I want to go back to being a junior. Or sophmore. Or freshman. Or eighth-grader. That was a good year. I liked eighth grade a lot.
I think that part of me is afraid to grow up. I don't want to get any older.