Wow, I apologize for typing "feeled" in my last entry.
Summer is slipping away. I'm scared. I've barely started my homework, haven't really been studying for my SAT IIs, haven't really started the whole college process thing. I am very screwed.
Today I went to school. Yea, I know. What kind of loser goes to school in the middle of the summer? I went in to talk to the new assistant principal, who is in charge of after school activities, about Newspaper Club. We are currently adviser-less which technically means we do not exist. I also made some changes to my schedule.
After dinner, my parents and I sat down and decided what colleges I'm applying to. It's supposed to be a set-in-stone list, but I have a feeling I'm gonna want to change some of it. Fifteen schools. And only one of them does not have a supplement application. Hmm.
I have no idea what I want to pursue in college. It could be engineering, law, medicine, business, journalsm, education, music. Music.
Music.
I wish I could do music. That's pretty much the one thing I can see myself doing - and enjoying. It's really quite overdramatic and depressing, like one of those inspirational movies that tells you to "follow your heart" or something. I really do love music. And I know I'm really behind with my piano skills since I haven't taken lessons for about four years now, but I love it so much, and I know I could do it if I really wanted it. And I do really want it. Whether it be teaching piano, teaching music theory, performing music, creating music, I know I'd enjoy it.
I've probably looked more at Juilliard's website than that of any other school. If I were to go there, my homework would be, like, to play piano. Or something music related. How sweet would that be? I'd love it.
I definitely can't get into Juilliard at this point, but maybe when I go to some other college and realize that business, engineering, law - or whatever - isn't right for me, maybe I can switch to a music major or something.
Sigh. I don't know. That's dreaming too high. It seems like I can't ever have anything that I love. If only I could convince my parents that I can make a living out of music. If only pigs could fly, horses could talk, cancer could be cured.
This is why we should resort to communism.
..... not.
Sorry, I'm in a weird mood.
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