Wow...look at my resolves. I say I am going to chronicle my senior year and what happens? Absolutely nothing. Firstly, let me offer my excuses. Senior year has turned out to be completely different than what I had imagined. I lay awake at night staring into an imaginary abyss- thinking "if only I could get all my college applications in...then I could rest." I can't fault my teachers, I am not faulting them. It's just natural anticipatory feelings that I will not be able to control until all of my applications are in. I do not know which is worse: anticipation or inevitable rejection.
Anyway, since I'm working 4 out of 7 days a week and doing homework 9 out of 7 days, I am just lost and busy and frustrated.
Forget this. Sorry. I hate breaking goals...I guess it's kind of like weight loss.
