College

I didn’t get into Yale. And that’s ok. It really is. I’m not even very disappointed. I’m falling in love with Wellesley and I also like Brandeis and TCNJ. I’m excited to visit these schools. I’m happy and honored to have been accepted. The more I learn about my fellow Wellesley admits, the more I picture myself in Mass. next year, and I am legitimately thrilled.

Friends + Hurricane Sandy

  • S: You wanna do something fun? You wanna go to Taco Bell?
  • Me: There's a 30% chance that it's already raining.
  • S: MER IT'S RAINING.
  • Me: Well duh. I'm kinda psychic. I have a fifth sense. It's like I have ESPN or something. My breasts can always tell when it's going to rain.
  • S: Well, they can tell when it's raining...
  • S:
  • S: I'm watching Mean Girls while doing my college essay...this should be interesting
  • Me: I'm having this conversation with you while writing my English essay. This should also be interesting.
  • Me:
  • Me: Yo Yo Yo! All you sucka MCs ain't got nothin' on me! From my grades, to my lines you can't touch Kevin G!
  • S: I'm a mathlete, so nerd is inferred.
  • Me: But forget what you heard I'm like James Bond the third, sh-sh-sh-shaken not stirred.
  • K: TAKE ME TO TACO BELL BEFORE SANDY TAKES IT AWAYYYY.
  • Me:
  • S:
  • K:
  • K: Sorry to intervene. Taco bell is serious ish.
  • Me: We'll go to Taco Bell after the hurricane. I'm pretty sure the food there is so chemically altered that it physically cannot be destroyed.
There are all these expectations for me. One friend is going to NYU and said “And you can go to Columbia and we can hang out!” Another friend: “You go to UPenn and I’ll go to Drexel and we can be together!” Friend’s parents, to my mom: “So, has she applied to Princeton yet? Or has she looked at Cornell? We’d be happy to show her around.” Mom: “I would love it for you to go to Yale” (wistful sigh).  It’s flattering that all these people think I have a chance at all of getting into any of these schools, but it’s also a little terrifying. What if I’m not accepted? If I’m not good enough? These are seriously elite schools and I’m just a kid who somehow was lucky enough to stay alive and get to America. An equally frightening thought? What if I don’t want this? Then what do I say?
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There are all these expectations for me. One friend is going to NYU and said “And you can go to Columbia and we can hang out!” Another friend: “You go to UPenn and I’ll go to Drexel and we can be together!” Friend’s parents, to my mom: “So, has she applied to Princeton yet? Or has she looked at Cornell? We’d be happy to show her around.” Mom: “I would love it for you to go to Yale” (wistful sigh).  It’s flattering that all these people think I have a chance at all of getting into any of these schools, but it’s also a little terrifying. What if I’m not accepted? If I’m not good enough? These are seriously elite schools and I’m just a kid who somehow was lucky enough to stay alive and get to America. An equally frightening thought? What if I don’t want this? Then what do I say?
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There are all these expectations for me. One friend is going to NYU and said “And you can go to Columbia and we can hang out!” Another friend: “You go to UPenn and I’ll go to Drexel and we can be together!” Friend’s parents, to my mom: “So, has she applied to Princeton yet? Or has she looked at Cornell? We’d be happy to show her around.” Mom: “I would love it for you to go to Yale” (wistful sigh).  It’s flattering that all these people think I have a chance at all of getting into any of these schools, but it’s also a little terrifying. What if I’m not accepted? If I’m not good enough? These are seriously elite schools and I’m just a kid who somehow was lucky enough to stay alive and get to America. An equally frightening thought? What if I don’t want this? Then what do I say?
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There are all these expectations for me.

One friend is going to NYU and said “And you can go to Columbia and we can hang out!”

Another friend: “You go to UPenn and I’ll go to Drexel and we can be together!”

Friend’s parents, to my mom: “So, has she applied to Princeton yet? Or has she looked at Cornell? We’d be happy to show her around.”

Mom: “I would love it for you to go to Yale” (wistful sigh).

 It’s flattering that all these people think I have a chance at all of getting into any of these schools, but it’s also a little terrifying. What if I’m not accepted? If I’m not good enough? These are seriously elite schools and I’m just a kid who somehow was lucky enough to stay alive and get to America.

An equally frightening thought? What if I don’t want this? Then what do I say?