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So I just got back from the Outing Club trip to Utah/Nevada/a little bit of Arizona, which was totally awesome. I'm pretty bummed to be back home and soon-to-be back at school because the wilderness kicks so much ass and I miss it already. Yargh. I'm getting so excited about Patagonia next year. I got home and I had a bunch of e-mails from all the people who are going on the trip and they seem really cool. I've also been talking to people and I might be able to stay and do conservation work in Patagonia after the NOLS course. The only problem is, I can only get a visa for 90 days, so I would have to leave Chile (probably take a bus to Argentina) and then come back and get a new visa. It seems kind of complicated, and silly. But it would be pretty awesome to stay there for a while, because I probably won't get to go to Patagonia again for a long time. I don't know if it would work out thoguh.
And I'm 0 for 2 on colleges, which kinda sucks but actually for some reason I feel pretty good. I'm glad I got wait-listed instead of rejected though. Rejection is mean. I think they should wait-list everybody, even if the people don't really have a chance. It feels better to be wait-listed. What's a bit worriesome is that one of those schools was supposed to be a safety. I hope I get into at least one school, but for some reason right now I really don't care, I just care about Patagonia. I've kind of been feeling like I don't really want to go to college. I will end up going to go to college, because I'll regret it if I don't, but right now it seems so trivial compared to the wilderness. I think I'm pretty naive. Better to perish in the howling infinite than to be ingloriously dashed upon the lee. I think that being young is all about diving headfirst into the "howling infinite," and for some people that might be college but I take "howling infinite" pretty literally. So to Patagonia I go. Sorry for not making any sense--I'm tired and jet-lagged.
And I'm 0 for 2 on colleges, which kinda sucks but actually for some reason I feel pretty good. I'm glad I got wait-listed instead of rejected though. Rejection is mean. I think they should wait-list everybody, even if the people don't really have a chance. It feels better to be wait-listed. What's a bit worriesome is that one of those schools was supposed to be a safety. I hope I get into at least one school, but for some reason right now I really don't care, I just care about Patagonia. I've kind of been feeling like I don't really want to go to college. I will end up going to go to college, because I'll regret it if I don't, but right now it seems so trivial compared to the wilderness. I think I'm pretty naive. Better to perish in the howling infinite than to be ingloriously dashed upon the lee. I think that being young is all about diving headfirst into the "howling infinite," and for some people that might be college but I take "howling infinite" pretty literally. So to Patagonia I go. Sorry for not making any sense--I'm tired and jet-lagged.