Complain time? Why yes I think I will!
I had so many ideas for posts, just to jot things down... My new brother (step-brother but a brother nonetheless!) stayed for Christmas, I got so many things I wanted, my friends aren't dead, my BABIES (puppies not humans), but all I can think about is my grad school issues.
I procrastinate, just like everyone else on earth. However, this time I just can't do it. I just need to send in some appliations, simple as that? WRONG. First of all, I needed to write up my Personal Statement for each college. The hardest thing is writing about yourself without seeming too selfish or modest and you have to be eye catching but informative and catered to each college and you should spend 6 months on it. AT LEAST (says the Internets). Next I need to spend so much money sending SHET to each college. It adds up sending GREs, Transcripts, not to mention money just for APPLYING. I'm a horribly cheap person so each $20 is being ripped out of my soul. Thank god I have denial on my side to make the pain go away. Ah... oblivion and fantasy, what would I do without you? Wait, what? Oh ya. My letters of recomendation. Turns out the only professor I can count on to send that in on time is the one WHO WILL WRITE THE WORSE ONE FOR ME. The rest? Hey! Lets wait a few days before we do send it in! Lets even write an E-MAIL about it! Won't that be fun!
I feel sick. This is horrible. I hate responsibility and I hate being at fault for not doing anything. I'm doing better off then some people I know (here's looking at you cousin o' mine) but that's not enough. And now I'm whining on livejournal. Low point in my day. Let me just say I'm so glad no one really reads this. But what if they do? Then they will see me as who I really am in times of educationally caused stress: annoying.
It's also late and my internal temperature has gone down for the night.. Shivering in an old sweatshirt.
Things will always get better and I'm doing so well in life that it hurts. However, this won't stop me from making up a new trauma for Gil to live with. Him? He's my D&D character and so messed up it's not even funny, though he'll find it so >: )
I procrastinate, just like everyone else on earth. However, this time I just can't do it. I just need to send in some appliations, simple as that? WRONG. First of all, I needed to write up my Personal Statement for each college. The hardest thing is writing about yourself without seeming too selfish or modest and you have to be eye catching but informative and catered to each college and you should spend 6 months on it. AT LEAST (says the Internets). Next I need to spend so much money sending SHET to each college. It adds up sending GREs, Transcripts, not to mention money just for APPLYING. I'm a horribly cheap person so each $20 is being ripped out of my soul. Thank god I have denial on my side to make the pain go away. Ah... oblivion and fantasy, what would I do without you? Wait, what? Oh ya. My letters of recomendation. Turns out the only professor I can count on to send that in on time is the one WHO WILL WRITE THE WORSE ONE FOR ME. The rest? Hey! Lets wait a few days before we do send it in! Lets even write an E-MAIL about it! Won't that be fun!
I feel sick. This is horrible. I hate responsibility and I hate being at fault for not doing anything. I'm doing better off then some people I know (here's looking at you cousin o' mine) but that's not enough. And now I'm whining on livejournal. Low point in my day. Let me just say I'm so glad no one really reads this. But what if they do? Then they will see me as who I really am in times of educationally caused stress: annoying.
It's also late and my internal temperature has gone down for the night.. Shivering in an old sweatshirt.
Things will always get better and I'm doing so well in life that it hurts. However, this won't stop me from making up a new trauma for Gil to live with. Him? He's my D&D character and so messed up it's not even funny, though he'll find it so >: )