I ADMIT IT. I GOT IT. I UNDERSTAND. NO MATTER HOW MUCH THAT SCHOOL GIVES ME, NO MATTER HOW MUCH POTENTIAL I HAVE THERE. NO MATTER HOW FREAKING MUCH I WANNA GO THERE. I WILL NEVER GO. NOT EVEN AS A VISITING ADMITTED STUDENT. HAPPY? IM NOT LOOKING UP PLANE TICKETS ANYMORE. IM DONE. IM GOING TO UCLA. IVE FINALIZED MY DECISION.
When I get the mail, im super excited. When I look up plane tickets, they don't exist. I gotta take the night flights that cost less, but then what do i do for 14 hrs from 2 am to 4 pm? I look up hotels, and there are bed bugs there. Finally, I check dates on my planner, and I gotta spanish club meeting, not to mention technovation, and tons of hw. My parents dislike the school, it's not even ranked that high, its in brooklyn, its far away in the snow, its a small school, my class is only 25 students, i'll be closer to teachers than ever before, no more slacking off, and I know, deep inside me, the better choice is not there. sigh. and i had wished.
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