1. I’ve been thinking about my dad WAY too much. I miss him a whole shit ton. It’s been almost 6 years. You’d think my relapses wouldn’t be so intense, but they still are. I get really angry at him for being a douche and leaving me, and then I get really sad that he’s gone and I might never see him again. FUUUUUUUUUCK
2. I’m so stressed about my future. I know I shouldn’t be, because I still have some time to figure shit out, but the uncertainty is eating me alive.
3. It’s too early in the semester to logically make an advising appointment, so I can’t even do that to ease my worried brain.
4. It’s also too early in the semester to take a mental-health day, so I’m stuck trucking along.
I have to write a personal statement for my Intro to Clinical Psych class. This is what I have so far.
I may be frumpy but I’m super smart. Check out my grades: They’re A’s for a start. What I lack in looks, well I make up in heart, and well guys, yeah, that’s totally awesome. This year I plan to study a lot and that’s cool and that’s totally awesome.
All my dreams I’m chasing after. They don’t need all this laughter. I take a grain of salt, a stiff upper lip; it’s not their fault I’m not as hip. Wake up kid, you know you’re more than this. I’m the smartest person that I’ve ever met, so why do I allow myself to possibly forget there’s so much I know how to do, so much more than all of you. The only thing I wish I knew was how to make them see the girl that I can be.
I am the coolest girl in the whole wide world; I know it, but can’t show it at all. I am sick and tired of low, not higher; This is where I should belong. It’s about time I prove them wrong. Give me a shot to show what I’ve got; I’m a hell of a whole lot more than this frizzy hair, these frumpy clothes I wear, though I rock them like nobody you’ve seen before. Because I am the coolest girl in the whole wide world, I know it below it all. I am done with losing, on with choosing.
The coolest girl on the face of the planet, the coolest bitch on earth, God dammit! The coolest chick you’ve ever seen or heard. You can try to bring me down, but sorry guys, I’m sticking around. I’ve thought about it and I’ve found that I am the coolest girl!
Pretty sure this guarantees my acceptance to any graduate program I apply to.
At a conference, Stephenie Meyer said: “The God of Writing sent me to earth to show people how to write.” When J.K Rowling heard, she looked at the ground, puzzled, and then said, “I didn’t send anyone.”
I’m volunteering this weekend, and I got landed with a group of dudes. When I say dudes, I mean DUDES. A lot of them looked pretty douchey, and they were. Like, they cringed when I asked for their number. So, the douches didn’t really show up today.
ALL THE COOL KIDS DID. Seriously.
I have Two Vocal Music Ed majors, a film major, a russian education major, a history education major and an early childhood education major. BEST. GROUP. EVER.
There are approximately 50 of you. I need each and every one of you to think good thoughts for me as I go on this interview. It’s to be a research assistant to a professor from HARVARD. HARVARD, people. THINK GOOD THOUGHTS FOR ME, I BEG YOU.
I feel like recapping my day, because it was pretty much as glorious as a day off can be.
I woke up by myself at 10 AM. It was beautiful. I slept for almost exactly 8.5 hours. I hung around, scheduled a class, bought some books, then decided it was lunch time. So I went to the union, ate by myself, bought some more books, got my parking pass, got a t shirt then came back to my dorm and skyped with my aunt.
I went to dinner, finished up, watched some Big Bang Theory, then one of my other roommates shows up! WOO. Now I have to look over my schedule for tomorrow and… well that’s probably it. Good day.
I woke up at 5 am and had to drive to school. I got here at 8 and had an hour and 45 minutes to move in. I had to do it completely on my own without a cart or an extra pair of arms. I dropped my tv twice and my printer once. My room isn’t even set up yet because I had to go right to training. I wish I hadn’t volunteered to do his dumb thing. I just want to lay down and sleep.