I turned on the computer this morning because I felt as though I should be productive. There was a lot of homework I could do, but really didn't have to, so I thought I'd postpone until the afternoon (note to all: never postpone). This, though, is beside the point.
After checking my UCLA application account once more and still seeing no progress, I stared at the screen for a solid five minutes. That's right. I did nothing for five minutes. In retrospect, I should have been sleeping. However, I realized that it has been an absurd amount of time since I have last blogged about HSP, life, the universe, and everything (favorite saying inserted: check). So here I am complaining to you all about how much time I spend not doing my work. (Profs, please disregard that last statement - it was only for comedic effect. Funny, right? Right??)
I feel like my title needs explanation (side note: I've been using that phrase "I feel like" much too often. I am attempting to quit. Bear with me, and my apologies for riddling your ears and eyes with this repetition problem of mine). First, let us tackle impatience:
My application was sent to UC (San Diego and Los Angeles campuses) on November 26th, 2010. Today is April 18th, 2011. That's nearly FIVE MONTHS of waiting. Granted, I was informed at the time of my application that such would be the case (they have until April 30th to accept/reject), and UCSD has accepted my application, so life really is good. The problem lies in my impatience. I would really like to hear from UCLA. I am applying to many time-consuming scholarships that are UCLA-specific. The deadline is less than two weeks from today. Whine whine whine. Every day that passes brings me one step closer to the edge (Switchfoot reference, anyone?), one day closer to KNOWING. Then I get to make my mind up: which school can I take? (Thanks, Rebecca Black and Conan O'Brien - you've made this wait even more painful/entertaining.)
Here's the thing: I have nothing about which to really, sincerely, justifiably complain. I'm in pretty darn good shape when it comes to future plan options. I just don't know exactly what they are yet, and I like exact. Whine whine whine.
Enough.
I've said my piece.
Let us move on now to incompetence:
No blog posts for nearly two months. Does anyone else consider this a total fail? There really is no good excuse. Theatre really isn't so grueling such that I couldn't spend five minutes to talk with y'all about life w/ HSP at MiraCosta. Classes are pretty tame. Family life is manageable. So I really should be doing more with my life and time, and for this I apologize - to you, reader, and to you, voice inside my head, and to you, Savior, and to you, teh interwebs. (Totally silly side note: kitteh speek is sew mutch funz and I tink we can haz mor funz widdit, kthxbai.)
This blog post is the small small step towards my beating the evil fiend Incompetence, and will be continued on a much more regular basis...
[Get ready for Part II!]