Discovery Day

I have my Discovery Day in a week, and I believe that Duhbagel does as well. And, truthfully, I’m really excited. I’m going to love returning to that beautiful campus, having those Juniors repeat those magical words of “Welcome to NCSSM” again, and sitting among my fellow applicants, both friends and soon-to-be friends. I’m not looking forward to having to wake up early as much, but I’ll take what I can get.

Unfortunately, I’m craploads behind on schoolwork, which is why my writing is worse than it usually is. I realize that every second I spend on here is one that I could spend on homework, but I can’t do my homework because the sheer quantity I have is intimidating me. And, as much as I used to love thinking about NCSSM, right now, I hate thinking about it.

I hate thinking about it because it causes stress. Stress is nice in small amounts, but right now, I’m stressed out of my mind. Only about a third of it comes from NCSSM, but let’s go over NCSSM’s third. I have discovery day in a week, and need to leave the second it ends due to other plans. I’m going to be meeting my current and possibly future classmates, and this is my first impression. I have to decide how I’m going to portray myself, how I’m going to act. I’ve been doing soul-searching for who I want to be when NCSSM gives me the opportunity to recast my character and social status, but I haven’t come to many conclusions. I need to come to one, by Saturday. My teachers haven’t filled out my evaluations, but I don’t want to pester them. I’m getting a little nervous about my discovery day scores. I really want my SAT scores (I retook and it got rescheduled, so my scores should be out in a few weeks), and then I need to decide whether or not to send them (I decided that decision was worth the $11). I’m thinking about whether or not to go, and to abandon these teachers and students who support me and are on my side. I have to decide so many things in such a short time with so much on my mind and I keep forgetting what I need to deal with. And I’ve got this blog, which is approaching 500 views, and I want to write something special, something amazing. Maybe I’ll get lucky and it’ll take another two months for those last 80 views, and the 500 views post can be something awesome such as, say, my and Duhbagel’s acceptance.

Because I happen to be aware of the fact that we get in. Sorry, I read the back of the book. It’s the publisher’s fault for writing it there!

No, I don’t know that we get in, but I’m confident that we will, and that I will have enough stress that my head will explode. Or, I could build a machine that turns stress into a mixture of time and money, and become a billionaire! Plus, I’ll feel like a real Unicorn because I  built a machine. And, no, I won’t become a billionaire from selling the machine. Selling the machine would cause problems. I’ll become a billionaire from all of my stress.

Good luck to everyone on Discovery Day! Hope to see you there.

Recently

A little while ago, I was popping out a post or two a day. What happened?

There’s not much to post about anymore. It’s not that NCSSM isn’t exciting anymore, it’s that I was so excited about it that I’ve spent so much time thinking about it that I don’t have anything more to talk about for now. I’m afraid to think about it more because my transcript’s been sent, my teachers are working on those recommendations, and the fear is finally beginning to hit me.

Before I suppressed it with activity on CollegeConfidential and ANCSSMJourney and all sorts of other places, but now I can’t help but imagine… what if I don’t get in?

So, truthfully, I have little to say until it’s time. Discovery Day, the dreaded/anticipated yes or no, Welcome Day or wallowing in self-pity as Welcome Day passes me by…

I just realized that this was planned to be a success story, but it’s real life. I don’t get to write it. I just get to tell you what happened. And it could turn out to be really, really sad.