the remainder of my college decisions come out next week :. i'm really, really trying not to freak out. seriously! i am. it's a notable challenge, though. berkeley is tomorrow, brown and yale are on monday, vanderbilt is on tuesday, and boston college is sometime in april.

i'm scared, though. :( way too much perfectionism went into those applications, and i'm deathly afraid of having them all summarily rejected. i guess i'm a little bit scared that being rejected from all of them will make me feel like UT is what i'm "settling" for when really that's not it at all. i'll be so happy to go to UT and i think i'll really like it there, but i don't want some gigantic failure to overshadow it. somewhere i know that college decisions don't say anything about my personal worth, but seriously. don't they? it's five respected institutions saying, "please, do not grace us with your presence, we fear you have a stupefying effect on our student population."

lol...haha :P

so we're in literature yesterday, right? me and my four classmates. mr. lee has assigned us to read the first act of this play, which i have done. it's 10:30, so i leave the room to take a five minute break. mr. lee ALWAYS comes to collect us if he's going to start class again, so, ten minutes later, i assume that he won't be lecturing and don't go back in the room. 45 minutes later, i go back in to get my stuff, since class is over, and see the board filled with notes and hear mr. lee go, "there's a reading check tomorrow, caroline, so you might want to copy down the notes."

burn, man. burn. very harsh...haha. i copied kento's notes and aced the reading check, though, and mr. lee doesn't get mad at like...anything...so it's all good. it was pretty funny at the time, though. it's kind of sad when you're one of five people in a room and are forgotten. very sad. :P