Friday, March 23, 2012

I feel like a nauseous pretzel doing zero-gravity training after finding out his puppy has died.

Grad school, give me something, anything. Preferably an acceptance.

This is dragging me waaaaaaaay down. People got acceptances yesterday-- don't know where that puts me, would like to know something. Jesus. I have a terrible feeling I won't hear anything today, it will weigh over me all weekend, and then it'll be days before I do hear something.

Inadequacy is one of the very worst feelings.

Edit, 8PM: This blog is fucking magical. Got my acceptance notification this afternoon.

DEAR BLOG I WOULD LOVE A MILLION DOLLARS.