Today
Today was no fun whatsoever. I end up waking up and get to a crying fit because I’m pretty sure I’m a failure and won’t get into any school I apply to. (The anxiety is just too much to deal with, sometimes.) And while I know I am intelligent and everything, I struggle with things sometimes. I thought I was able to create a strong narrative to overcome these issues, but Wake Forest didn’t seem responsive. And I am terribly worried none of the other schools will care at all.
So that train of thought all happened before work, which lasted from 8 to 6, a whole ten hours in a bookstore I admittedly don’t like all that much. While most customers were generally pleasant today, there were just too many. And the milk pitcher fell over the drip tray on the espresso. Thankfully it wasn’t too hot, or I’d likely be sporting some serious burns on my arm. The second that 6 came around, I don’t think I ever felt more pleased to leave some place in my life.
All of this has been compounded by the fact that Pitzer only mailed out decisions today. I thought I’d be receiving an answer TODAY. I even wrote a poem about it. But it will be Monday at the earliest before I know anything. So I have a whole weekend to just be consumed by the idea of my impending sentence. I don’t like it one bit.
If I could rate today, I’d probably give it a D. I’ve had plenty of worse days, but this one is a pretty bad clunker.
