College essays drain the life out of you. You have to hack into yourself to discover your darkest secret. You have to make the essay sound not like you're ranting. You have to make the essay perfect, while being you. The irony? I'm not perfect.
You go on a limb and a hunch and furiously write. Then you look up mid sentence and question.. where in the world am I going with this? What the hell.
Why is it so hard.. when it seems so easy? I can write AP English and Spanish essays in a breeze, yet writing about the most hackneyed (SAT prep comes in handy) topics is the hardest thing/process, yet the most simplest sounding/kid sounding product. Diaries at least were fun. No pressure. Life is full of pressures. Haha. Get the pun? Meh, I'm just drained. Imagine this.. I have like 5 more schools to go. Ha. that's funny.
Did I mention it's the holidays? Not for this girl. My desk is scattered with papers... scattered thoughts...
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