Prepared to be wiped
I visited BC for "Admitted Eagles Day" yesterday. That was great fun but it's sort of awkward liking that school now knowing my parents would rather I go to Villanova, where I've been given money. I don't even remember Villanova, so I can't knock it, but BC is so nice...plus the fact that I've been pretty much touring that campus in one way or another for as long as I can remember. Sure, I'd love to forge my own, unique path for the future, but it's hard not to be attracted to something I'm so familiar (and enamored) with. So, being compliant, I agreed to fly down to Philly again on the Friday at the end of vacation to see 'nova again. Of course, this flight will be only a number of hours after I get back from Canada, so I am planning on being exhausted. Which is swell. I really need to stop complaining though. Things could be worse. Besides, it's term four. I shouldn't care about anything. I do think, though, that this portion of the college process is a lot worse than I predicted. I'm pretty sure out grade got screwed over with rejections and everything (I have no complaints, but I really feel bad about the mass disappointment I see) and furthermore, the decision process seems to be coming down to I-like-you vs I'm-willing-to-pay-for-you.
Add to the above woes the fact that I didn't get to sleep in at all this weekend and you'll see one cranky Sam.
Add to the above woes the fact that I didn't get to sleep in at all this weekend and you'll see one cranky Sam.