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So LJ seems to be pretty dead...hm.
The class of 08 leaving for college is making me think. This will be me in a year. I've already started applications, and audition preparations.
I don't like the whole personal statement thing. Having to write profoundly about my life experiences makes me feel like I haven't done a whole lot worth hearing about. Plus I have writer's block, which isn't helping anything.
I'm honestly scared shitless of college. If I make a mistake...what is there to turn back to? If I graduate with a degree I decide I don't want...what then?
I keep thinking about how we always said "When I grow up..."
And now there's only one more year until I basically can't say that anymore. Because it will have already happened.
I'm almost finished growing up. But am I really any more ready to face the world than I was as a ten-year-old?
In summation:
I am a 17-year-old girl with the seeming maturity of someone much younger who doesn't know what she wants in life and can't write a personal statement for beans.
Great.
Adulthood, here I come.
The class of 08 leaving for college is making me think. This will be me in a year. I've already started applications, and audition preparations.
I don't like the whole personal statement thing. Having to write profoundly about my life experiences makes me feel like I haven't done a whole lot worth hearing about. Plus I have writer's block, which isn't helping anything.
I'm honestly scared shitless of college. If I make a mistake...what is there to turn back to? If I graduate with a degree I decide I don't want...what then?
I keep thinking about how we always said "When I grow up..."
And now there's only one more year until I basically can't say that anymore. Because it will have already happened.
I'm almost finished growing up. But am I really any more ready to face the world than I was as a ten-year-old?
In summation:
I am a 17-year-old girl with the seeming maturity of someone much younger who doesn't know what she wants in life and can't write a personal statement for beans.
Great.
Adulthood, here I come.