So... new school year. Yeah. going to Physics lecture. Hooray, midday Physics.
Anyway, I still don't know what I'm going to
do. I remember my big preoccupation was the SAT/service hours, before that it was getting/going into CA but now it's my major. I'm 16. Really. Only 16. But this is my senior year of high school, and apparently, it's too late to try to get into the Harvard School of Medicine. I have nothing going for me exceot good SAT scores (kind of ironic, isn't it?). I'm going to
art school. My mom and probably everyone else thinks I'm wasting my time. I'm really not that good. Really. Lots of people are like "don't go into graphic design! It'll make you want to kill yourself!" and I'm like WELL THANKS. I wish I were out of here and working in a firm already. Or at least in goddamn New York where I'll be able to make out with hot chicks, maybe or something. Never in a million years I thought that I would be going to art school. I really want to apply to SAIC, where at least maybe I'll come to my senses and study architecture. :I
I know I'm not the only person who's been like this, and they probably got into college. But the thought that there is always someone smarter, more dedicated, with more extraccurriculars, and better than me in every way doesn't really help me get over this anxiety. God, I wish I were more relaxed. I wish I weren't myself, actually. There, I said it. Iiiiiiiiiiiiiii'm a loser. A loser who has to be in lecture in 26 minutes, but a loser nonetheless.
Hi. I'm Angelica. I like Pokémon and complaining. I'm a youngster, but I freak out like a 42-year-old mother. This is just me worrying about getting into college.