congratulations on yale. do not fret so, because you are right--it doesn't take mileage to create an escape. it will be lovely. i am sure of it. enjoy.
And my God, you got accepted to YALE! Hello, 10 percent admission! You are as good or better than one out of every ten people. That's freaking amazing. Soyez vantarde, Tema! Or I'll defenstrate you.
Albeit escape is important, it shouldn't be the first thing on your list. I'm sure college will be enough of an escape no matter where you go. As you said, new doesn't stay new forever. If college isn't an escape, then go somewhere else for graduate school or something. Adjusting to a "new" place would undoubtedly be stressful, too!
Even if you're not happy for yourself, you can see that we're happy for you (the other commenters and I, I mean).
Those people who say that sticking around is a harbinger of impending doom and aeonian destruction have no idea what they're talking about. No toaster oven baths for you.
On that note, feel better! There's enough to be happy about if you squint your eyes.
Yeah Tem, that is the way to be. The only way to be. It's all about you. Not in a pompous way but in a survivable way.
If it makes any difference I don't even know you (hardly) and I am jealous of you. I know so little of your situation and yet... Just know it's better to be unhappy in your shoes than dead like a cabbage or a ju-ju-bee eating hobo who has no violin to play.
I don't know exactly where I was going with that, but the penultimate is self. It is the only necessary accessory. So wear it and chin up. You're luckier than I am but I'm the happy one.
How does that untangle itself in the end? Well. Every knot was once straight rope. And I'm not going to sign this but am going to tell you that you can't let the man (or your man... or, somehow, our man, in this case) drag you down.
He loves you and is losing himself. Don't let it happen to you, too, or that will make his mental state a reality. Break the cycle, darling.
And now I need to go sleep. To sleep, perchance, to dream.
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congratulations on yale. do not fret so, because you are right--it doesn't take mileage to create an escape. it will be lovely. i am sure of it. enjoy.
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and i don't really want to be a 19-year-old freshman.
plus, it's YALE- and i think we should go to school together.
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And my God, you got accepted to YALE! Hello, 10 percent admission! You are as good or better than one out of every ten people. That's freaking amazing. Soyez vantarde, Tema! Or I'll defenstrate you.
Albeit escape is important, it shouldn't be the first thing on your list. I'm sure college will be enough of an escape no matter where you go. As you said, new doesn't stay new forever. If college isn't an escape, then go somewhere else for graduate school or something. Adjusting to a "new" place would undoubtedly be stressful, too!
Even if you're not happy for yourself, you can see that we're happy for you (the other commenters and I, I mean).
Those people who say that sticking around is a harbinger of impending doom and aeonian destruction have no idea what they're talking about. No toaster oven baths for you.
On that note, feel better! There's enough to be happy about if you squint your eyes.
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If it makes any difference I don't even know you (hardly) and I am jealous of you. I know so little of your situation and yet... Just know it's better to be unhappy in your shoes than dead like a cabbage or a ju-ju-bee eating hobo who has no violin to play.
I don't know exactly where I was going with that, but the penultimate is self. It is the only necessary accessory. So wear it and chin up. You're luckier than I am but I'm the happy one.
How does that untangle itself in the end? Well. Every knot was once straight rope. And I'm not going to sign this but am going to tell you that you can't let the man (or your man... or, somehow, our man, in this case) drag you down.
He loves you and is losing himself. Don't let it happen to you, too, or that will make his mental state a reality. Break the cycle, darling.
And now I need to go sleep. To sleep, perchance, to dream.
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