Thursday, February 7, 2008

I'm sitting here with an open blank email I'm supposed to be writing for admissions.
God, this is the most stressful procedure.
Not to mention, I am probably in the worst mood. I am so sick of my parents badgering me about it. Tonight at dinner everything was fine. Then all the sudden they just freak out about me not emailing Brain Taylor from UT still, because I don't think I need to. My dad sat there and accused me of not really caring about school and faking liking schools and my major. How I'm not even doing the bare minimum and how I'm a quitter.

Yeah, I didn't just plan a whole trip to UT by myself and research everything for myself for a year. Yeah I don't give a shit about anything at all.
Okay great assumption, asshole.

Then he asked if I did what he told me to about finding other schools. And I did, and of course that ended badly because I made some stab about us not having the financial standings for me to go out to california or new york. Nor would I have a chance of getting in. That just whirlwind into just a whole bashing session on me. All they did was yell and repeat everything I've ever heard three times. I was the one sitting in the admissions sessions for all the colleges. I was listening. I Was the one taking notes, they don't need to re-iterate it for me.
Finally I Just got so angry and pissed off because they think they know everything.
They just kept talking about how just because I don't meet requirements doesn't mean I won't give in because my sister somehow got into Texas Tech when she was way below requirements(they were uping their enrollment). Wow, that's one person. Who's major isn't even important to that school.

I mean if I'm so below a requirement they're not going to take me. I know, because I've talked to admissions people.

the conversation finally ended when I broke into tears, flew up from my chair and high tailed it to my room upstairs and screamed "shutup, shutup, shutup"
which they replied. "that's mature julie, really mature"

I just can't take this pressure anymore. It's so agonizing to know I'm not good enough for them. The school's I can get into are conisidently the ones we can't afford.
I'm just so sick of not knowing what to do.

Blaaaaahhhh.
If only they would understand college is so hard now and so much diffrent from 35 years ago when they went to college.

I guess I should start on that email?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

why you's flippin. don take that shit yo.

and you know you're like super early doin any of that shit right?