This time last year, I was wondering what things would be like this time this year.
I got into and am going to college, which either proves 1) that my essays actually weren’t total garbage or 2) that admissions officers are losing their touch (the former, let’s hope). But it’s bewildering and uplifting and motivating to finally associate my future with a place.
I have about eight weeks left of high school and four manageable classes (DiffEq included) to fill those eight weeks. Winds suggest smooth sailing.
I have four AP tests that I’ve barely started studying for. There’s a basically untouched stack of oh-so-familiar Princeton Reviews sitting on my desk. I just look at them and think, “someday.”
Hurrah. Here’s to a strong finish.