University (or why I hate the world)
So I'm probably going to sound like a privileged white girl here. This is because I am. I am not however rich, or extremely intelligent or popular. So I'm a minority within a majority. Anyway, back on topic.
I am going to university next year. I would be more excited if I wasn't so fucking scared. I have to make a huge decision that will put my parents back financially in a crazy way and there is a shadow of a doubt in my mind going "what if this isn't what you want to do?" I don't want to fuck up my family's life. But I don't want to fuck up my own either.
This is where we get to the "shut up you privileged bitch" part. I've been accepted to four out of five schools I applied to. And I lied to my parents about my first choice. It is no longer my first choice. I've been accepted by my first two choices. One is about 15 minutes away, the other 2 days. Do you see my predicament? I'm ready to cry sometimes thinking about it.
on a quick side note: type frustration into google images and people biting laptops will appear, odd.
So people keep telling me follow your heart. Umm, I think that's bad advice because your heart can get you into some pretty bad situations. I'll follow my brain thank you very much when it comes to university.
I'm going to tour both schools this month and hopefully make a decision. Because it needs to be done eventually. I'll just keep hoping I can make such a decision. (kill me now)
So ready for cute?
I am. Jesus.
pretty damn cute
k bye Mr. Spell-Check, my only true friend.
Waiting to discover myself...........
Yuck
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