You know that feeling when your dreams are floating about 500 miles above your head, and you grad your jetpack, throw it on and go after them, then right before you reach out and grab them the gas in your jetpack runs out and you fall back to earth feeling pathetic and heart-broken?... Well that's how I feel right now.
I had every hope set on attending Marymount Manhattan College this fall, unfortunately life didn't want to work out my way. So as of August 30th, I'll be a student at ... it hurts to say... College of the Desert..... AKA Craphole of the Desert, AKA College of Despair -- shall I continue? I think you get the picture.
I can't believe that after all this back and forth I'm ending up here. I got my own hopes up for nothing and I kind of resent myself for it. I should have known that nothing in life goes my way, why should this be any different? I'm trying not to be overly dramatic about this, last time I thought I had to go to COD I cried like a baby, this time I'll wait til I'm by myself.
I've come to realize that in life we just expect things to go our way, when in reality things very rarely go the way we'd like them to. Life's a bitch and then you die... I'm just now understanding that saying, and it's true.
I know everyone tells me its only for a year and then you can transfer, but Marymount isn't getting any cheaper, why should I expect it to be more affordable in a year, or even two? I don't know... I guess I am being dramatic afterall, but it's what I do, that's why I act! If you don't like it stop reading... I'll love you just the same [only less ;-)]
~*kisses*~
Don't worry, things will work out!! I know it's not shocking, but I had to go to community for two years before I could get money together for WMU. I know it doesn't make you feel better, but, I know how you feel!
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