3.11.16
I got my rejection letter from Andover yesterday. I cried for about two hours. It always hurts so much when you feel a bit of your potential rot away with all the opportunities you lose.
I hate it when people tell me it’s not my fault. Who applied? I did the work so I should be held responsible. It would be worse if I had not done the work.
It’s not about trying either. Everyone can try. Everyone can try his hardest. But not everyone who tries, wins. You have to do, to have something to show for it. But no one at school understands, of course. Except for Tessa. I love her so, so, so, much, and not the kind of “love” the popular kids throw around. It’s such a weird feeling; I’m not sure I can describe it , but it’s a bit fangirlish, except more genuine . I love her more than I love myself.
Trinity, Shreya, Simon, Kristie, and Jassen all got accepted to Mitty. Jassen also got into Saint Francis but was rejected by Bellarmine. Alicia and Nikki were rejected by Mitty. I’m happy for those who made it but I can’t help the bitterness I get from thinking about my rejection. Jassen wants to become an Olympic swhighschool.elped him form a plan:
1. Go to St. Francis because they have the best swim team of all the options.
2. Possibly drop out of school or part-time/online highschool.
3. Commit and go for it.
I wish I could figure out my own life this well.
C
