Weird Dreams and Not-So-Good News

Dear Blogosphere,

The above picture is of my handwriting. This is just one of the many fabulous timewasters on MacRumors. So, I slept for about 11 hours last night/morning. You know how if you sleep a lot you have some weird dreams? Well, I had a dream that I was taking in these poor rabbits who needed a home (they would appear on my doorstep, and I would make room for them). There was a very memorable one that looked just like Ben but with the fur of TWR. He/she was very cute.

So, in the dream, I have to rush to make a change on little "get to know you" at a graduate school I applied to and got accepted into. Somehow I ended up at a tattoo parlor in a shabby part of Southern California. I was alone and my cell phone battery was dead. I wanted to get out, because in this tattoo parlor was some sort of rave with trancy music. I woke up, with a headache from my dream, and decided to check my email because I had a very strange feeling. In my inbox was an email from the graduate school in my dream. It told me to go to another website to check the decision. I was horribly nervous. But thought, "Que sera, sera." In short, I didn't get in.

So I spent all day thinking about how I probably didn't get in to the other five graduate programs. I worked myself into a fit. I even ran a DARS report for another major. It would only take me about 4 semesters to get another B.S. Then I thought I could just do something like an internship at Planned Parenthood and rethink my life. But I just had a feeling like that's not what I want to do. The thing I'll miss most about college is writing papers. What will my life be like without writing papers? Without reading articles and thinking?

I think that whatever programs want me are the ones that I want. I think they can tell quite a bit about me from my application, so they can tell if the program will work for me. But it is disappointing to get a letter of rejection.

Rejection.

Rejection.

Perhaps I should have submitted my application in 10-foot high Braille. Ha ha.

Well thanks for reading, Blogosphere! Will be back more... hopefully with happiness.