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i hate my life so much. it's like God is like, hey katie, have some more disappointments. i'll list them for your ease:
1. waitlisting from northwestern (last saturday, i think)
2. suck on calculus test, just really frustrating (friday)
3. rejection from NYU (saturday)
4. rejection from williamstown theatre festival internship program (sunday)
5. not getting a place on nationals mock trial squad (sunday)
now, all of the above are acceptable (though the williamstown people should have told me, instead of making me ask them...) EXCEPT the mock trial thing. now, i'm not friends-locking this, so i don't know who may be reading this, but i'm not terribly worried, because i will disclaim it with this: A) i'm currently bitter and not to be held accountable to my actions and B) i have no problem with the people who did get spots themselves. i have problems with ken, for placing bad people over me, and jameson, for getting my hopes up by TELLING ME I WAS ON THE SQUAD. jesus. but mostly ken. because...i'm bitter. i didn't suck that much, damnit. and if we lose nationals, i'll be angry as fuck. if we win nationals, i'll apologize for said bitterness and agree that the placings were good.
remember when i want to sleep for, like, a year? yeah, that.
on the bright side...i have a date to prom, i should have a pretty prom dress (if it turns out well...waiting for disappointment #5), it should be fun, etc. the play is good. i'm going to boston university, which is not shabby.
but, God, why am i so sad?
1. waitlisting from northwestern (last saturday, i think)
2. suck on calculus test, just really frustrating (friday)
3. rejection from NYU (saturday)
4. rejection from williamstown theatre festival internship program (sunday)
5. not getting a place on nationals mock trial squad (sunday)
now, all of the above are acceptable (though the williamstown people should have told me, instead of making me ask them...) EXCEPT the mock trial thing. now, i'm not friends-locking this, so i don't know who may be reading this, but i'm not terribly worried, because i will disclaim it with this: A) i'm currently bitter and not to be held accountable to my actions and B) i have no problem with the people who did get spots themselves. i have problems with ken, for placing bad people over me, and jameson, for getting my hopes up by TELLING ME I WAS ON THE SQUAD. jesus. but mostly ken. because...i'm bitter. i didn't suck that much, damnit. and if we lose nationals, i'll be angry as fuck. if we win nationals, i'll apologize for said bitterness and agree that the placings were good.
remember when i want to sleep for, like, a year? yeah, that.
on the bright side...i have a date to prom, i should have a pretty prom dress (if it turns out well...waiting for disappointment #5), it should be fun, etc. the play is good. i'm going to boston university, which is not shabby.
but, God, why am i so sad?