About a week ago I had a minor breakdown and freaked out royally about graduate school because oh my God, I'm a junior already, and I should know what I'm going to do, and HOW THE FREAKING HELL AM I GOING TO PAY FOR THIS???
Shocking. I know. I'm normally so rational.
But that's not really part of the story. I requested information from a bunch of different places, and they've started arriving. A few days ago, Marquette sent me a packet about the theology program, and as I was opening it I managed to give myself four different cuts on my hand.
Yes. It's a special kind of stupid when one can mangle one's hand using an envelope. An envelope containing post-graduate opportunities. Winner.
2 comments:
you are very bright but maybe just stay away from the mailroom!!!!
Your mom is glad - she never enjoyed anything in her whole life as much as homeschooling her children....it was a blessed way to spend one's days....but do be careful with the paper cuts...
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