October has been an extremely stressful month for me. After many frenzied trips to and from my counselor's office, answering awkward application questions about work visas and how many children I've had, and long hours spent filling out every minute detail of my academic career, I have FINALLY conquered the dreaded college application. After applying to five schools in the span of three weeks, I have been reduced to a nervous wreck. I still find myself jolting out of bed at three A.M., sweaty and muttering feverishly about deadlines and secondary school reports (just typing that sent my brain into a frenzy, ticking off items on my mental college checklist). I'm pretty sure that all of this college application hooplah is worth it, though. Living by my own rules, FREE from the reign of my household version of 'The Man'...oh yeah, can't forget about the degree thats supposed to get me a decent job. But in case you couldn't tell, I am mostly excited for a little taste of freedom. I never thought about what would be like, standing on the edge of my high school career. It's exhilarating. I think I know what is waiting for me on the other side, yet at the same time, I am a little remorseful as I watch my senior year slip past me. I have a feeling that life will only get better from here... provided that I don't sustain any major bodily injuries, or become addicted to crystal meth, or anything detrimental like that. Things are looking good.
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