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Apr. 29th, 2004
I was going to post the Most Pretentious Story Ever, but for some reason all I've got here is the first draft, and it's even worse than the second was, so you're spared that for now.
I should be writing scholarship essays and creative writing assignments and doing math homework and studying for physics and all the APs coming up and doing laundry and cleaning my room and figuring out prom arrangements and filling out all those little college postcards and a zillion other things but I'm not going to right now. I've thrown many little (or not little) spaz fits over the aforementioned Stuff recently though. But I don't want to talk about it, and trust me, you don't wanna hear.
Speaking of colleges -- it's going to be MIT. I visited Brown, and it was lovely, Providence was nice, and the students were really great (though I didn't actually get my act together enough to track down![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
hecatehatesthat), and I met a student who'd had this same decision to make and was overjoyed to have chosen Brown, but -- I don't know if I expected a sign from God or something but it wasn't quite -- I don't know. Blargh. But I'm pretty sure I'm making the right choice, and I'm so glad to be pretty definite that this is what I want. And hey, if I decide I need yet more personal student-teacher contact... well, when I went by the Course 21 booth at MIT's academics fair, the guy in charge said they had I think less than twenty writing majors. Sounds good to me. --Okay, so it wouldn't actually be all about attention, more like that I'm increasingly sure I want to double-major in computer science and something more humanities, but it's way less amusing that way, isn't it?
I should be writing scholarship essays and creative writing assignments and doing math homework and studying for physics and all the APs coming up and doing laundry and cleaning my room and figuring out prom arrangements and filling out all those little college postcards and a zillion other things but I'm not going to right now. I've thrown many little (or not little) spaz fits over the aforementioned Stuff recently though. But I don't want to talk about it, and trust me, you don't wanna hear.
Speaking of colleges -- it's going to be MIT. I visited Brown, and it was lovely, Providence was nice, and the students were really great (though I didn't actually get my act together enough to track down
hecatehatesthat), and I met a student who'd had this same decision to make and was overjoyed to have chosen Brown, but -- I don't know if I expected a sign from God or something but it wasn't quite -- I don't know. Blargh. But I'm pretty sure I'm making the right choice, and I'm so glad to be pretty definite that this is what I want. And hey, if I decide I need yet more personal student-teacher contact... well, when I went by the Course 21 booth at MIT's academics fair, the guy in charge said they had I think less than twenty writing majors. Sounds good to me. --Okay, so it wouldn't actually be all about attention, more like that I'm increasingly sure I want to double-major in computer science and something more humanities, but it's way less amusing that way, isn't it?