Tuesday, 15 September 2009

Hello, Dianna

I’m so fucking nervous.

There are so many too smart people that applied for the scholarship. Frick, some really Asian dude got bloody 100%. I don’t even know him and I already hate him, lol. Two of my close friends are in the top 6 out of 55 applicants. I feel fine about the interview tomorrow and my statement, but I dread the day in the upcoming holidays when I get a letter informing me whether I received the scholarship or not. I can just imagine myself holding that letter, fretting about opening it (that’s if mother hasn’t already). I don’t think I’ll be disappointed if I don’t get the scholarship because I’m not expecting myself to (and that’s not because of low self-esteem; there are some freaking prodigy geniuses that applied). I think I’ll be immensely [insert word that defines how I would feel here].

It’s not fair! Some kids are just applying for the scholarship because they (or their ‘rents) want to see if they’re smart enough for something as prestigious as a scholarship at an equally prestigious school. Some people actually need financial help to attend a school that costs eleven fucking thousand a year!

Damn bitches.

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