I'm updating. Bottom line: My application process [to Stanford] is drawing to an end. I think Stephanie [Lam] is on to something when she says that, if the applicants have to do all this work, then the colleges should write like a five page essay on rejections describing why the applicant wasn't right for the school. [assuming, of course, that the applicant is rejected] I would hate to be a college admissions evaluator. Never would I want to knowingly place myself in a position despised by probably the entire high school senior population of the entire universe. Unless the pay is good.
Samine brought up a very valid point today. I'm going to be going to college in a year. I won't be able to sing Le Poissons without getting a lot of strange looks. Will they accept me for who I am? Singing, face-making, mighty-morphing Asian that I am? Chances are--no. So I'll dial it down a notch when I get there. But it'll be like the power of a powder keg ... get that baby going and there's no stopping it!
I want to thank the people I chat with the most because it's nice to have someone to talk to every now and then. Andy: Thanks, even though we haven't really been talking that much online until recently. I like how we share similar views on a lot of things. That was sincerity. Emiliando: Sometimes you just gotta go crazy and start breeding rats and mice to make rice. You're one craaazy bat... girl. Melizzle Phatharanizzle: Okay, so we don't really chat that much, but still. And don't worry, you're smart! I swear! It made you laugh, didn't it? Zesty and Baby Theo: I'm not really sure why I chat with you so much, but it's always a pleasure to say things that are just totally discombobulated to people who don't understand discombobulated logic. [Note: Literal definition of discombobulated not used here]
If you are not listed here, then if you see me online, say hi! Unless you're too cool for that. In which case... :'( x 1000000.