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Almost There...

Yesterday, my best friend and I worked on a project together. To be specific it was the last project we will ever work on together. When we were finished, as pathetic as it is, we cried. It was sad. We always do that stuff together and here it was, the last project we ever will work on. It was just another lovely reminder that High School is ending. We really do make a good team. I type like a million miles a minute and she is creative. I type up the power point and she makes it pretty and organized. I don't know what I am going to do without her next year. I have only done one power point without her before. I guess next year I am going to have find someone else with the patience to fix up my power points for me.

After we finished crying we sat around and talked about practically our entire High School careers. It was fun but it was sad. It is so weird talking about High School ending. We both know that it is going to end but we just can't accept it. It is so surreal. I can't accept the fact that in a week and three days I will never walk through those double doors again. It is a very weird feeling because I am excited but not.

The comforting thing is that everyone feels the same way that I do. My friend and I were commiserating together yesterday and today during gym all of the seniors were sitting in a circle talking together and everyone mostly feels the same way. We all want to graduate but we are scared and know that is going to be hard to leave our friends.

I know I am going to miss my friends so much. We all have went through so muc together. My other really close friend was telling me that she thinks it is going to be really hard to meet people when she goes aways because she is going to be comparing everyone she meets to us. I know exactly what she means but I guess when we are all there, at college, things will be completely different.

I can't wait to see what happens the last day of school. I want to see how everybody in my grade reacts as we all leave for the last time. Every year we all watched that year's Seniors leave and this year everyone is going to watching us.

Whats the Deal With Prom?

I never knew that one night could cause such a controversy. It is a very dramatical situation. Prom is next month and that is literally all that everyone talks about. The tables have turned. First it was all about college, then it was all about graduation, and now it is all about Prom. I never knew that it was possible to be able to be so obsessed with Prom, because that what it is, an obsession. Every time I talk to someone in school the conversation always winds up at Prom. Everyone wants to know everything, your dress, your hair, what limo you are taking, what you are doing after, who is in your limo, who is your date, where is your pre-prom, and like a million more things after that.

My favorite thing is when everyone talks about their dresses. You would think that it was like their baby by the way everyone talks about it. I can understand how everyone likes their dress, I mean they should if that's what they are going to be wearing when they get a million pictures of taken of them, but anyways, their is no need to treat the dress like a child. Guess what guys, your dress does not have feelings and its not alive, despite what you may think. Another thing, its not the end of the world if you get it dirty because there is thing called a dry cleaner that you can bring it too.

If someone is not talking about their dress, the next best thing to listen to them talk about is what they are doing after. My entire grade sucks and no one knows how to plan ANYTHING. So basically no one knows what they are doing, which makes the conversation very interesting to listen to because basically all you do is hear people talking about their tentative plans, which may not sound interesting but for some reason it is to me because I am one of those people. At first my friends and I were going to get a hotel and then we were like no lets get a house. Then I called a bagillion places and got shot down by all of them because it was for after prom and I, the saint, cannot tell a lie. So then we were back to hotels but then we got invited to go in on another group for another house. We had the plans all set and then the owner of the house screwed all 60 of us over so now we are back to square one. I think now we are going back to someones house and twiddling our thumbs all night.

Okay, my prom rant is not over yet because I got another kicker for you guys. My best friend got mad at me because I "stole" her prom hair. No joke. She was like describing what she wanted to do and I was like, "sounds nice", when I had no idea what the hell she was talking about. Then I went and got a free test hairstyle thing at the mall and I showed it to her and she told me I stole her hairstyle and did what she wanted to do. I don' get it though. Her hair is short and dark and mine is long and light. Please tell me how I stole her hair because it does not make any sense to me what so ever. Oh also, going back to dresses, she yelled at me for trying on a blue and brown dress when her dress was blue and drown, even though the dresses were completely different. I didn't know prom was worth fighting.

Another lovely fight was over the limo. One person wanted a hummer and then someone else wanted an escalade and then someone else thought we should get a party bus and stay in that the whole night. I feel really out of the loop because I had no idea that all of these things were even possible.

I can't believe this is the focus of my life right now. There are people starving in places and here I am worrying about my Prom night. Really does this stuff even matter, like in twenty years at my reunion is everyone going to be talking about their prom limo? I highly doubt it. Basically I just want to have a fun night and for all this stupid crap to stop. I am going to be so mad if it is not worth all this stress and time and work.

Reminiscing...

School is almost over. It is so weird to think about and I cannot believe it is happening. I feel like it was yesterday when my dad dropped me off for my first day. I moved the second day of freshman year so my dad had to drive me from my old house. It was a twenty minute drive and I had to get up at 5:45 so I wouldn't be late. He felt sorry for me so he stopped and got me Dunkin Donuts on the way to school. When I got to school I had no clue where my first class was so by the time I got there I was so scared and when I walked in I didn't know where to sit. I know it sounds ridiculous but I didn't know anybody and I didn't want to sit where I would be in between someone and their friend. I got even more nervous when the teacher called my name because everyone turned around and looked at me because I was new. That whole first week was really hard and I don't know when it happened, but I made friends and I started talking to a lot of different people. After a while I finally became happy about the fact that I moved.

I have to write my Senior thesis. Supposedly, it is a "reflection on our high school career." I have no clue what that means and my teacher told me to write about myself and how I have changed. I don't even know where to begin for that paper because so much has happened to me since I started that first day. Looking back I am so glad that I moved. I made a lot of friends and I became more outgoing. I'm definitely not as shy as I was in middle school.

Senior year has been amazing. I think this has been the best year of my life. I don't know why, but I am just having so much fun. I almost never get homework, just projects so unless I have something due the next day, I can see my friends at night. I am so excited to leave for college and end high school but I know I am going to miss my friends. I think that is going to be one of the hardest things about going to college, leaving my friends.

Wouldn't It Be Nice If We All Had An Undo Button

Last night I was doing my usual nightime computer ritual of procrastinating doing my homework, stalking people on facebook, and playing a game. I don't play alot of video or computer games because I am not that good at them and honestly, who wants to play a game that they aren't good at? So, my guilty pleasure, the one game that I am good at, is Spider Solitaire.

Now, I personally think that Spider Solitaire is possibly the most underrated game ever. I don't know why, but whenever I go on the computer I like have to play it. Its like I am drawn to it. I often find myself saying "just one game" and then that one game turns into twenty (thats what happened every time I went to go do my 20 page research paper for English). I am so addicted to it its not even funny.

As I was playing last night I got to a point in the game where I had two choices to make of practically the same move. I had two different threes and I didn't know which one to move. I moved one of them and I didn't find the card underneath it useful so I hit "undo". It was if I had never moved the first three. I then moved the other three and underneath it was a very useful card. If only life was this simple.

Wouldn't it be nice if we all had an undo button in our life? Everything would be alot easier, whenever you messed up you could just hit undo and then it would be like nothing ever happened. Or even bettter, if you had two choices, you could try one of them and if it didn't work out you could just hit undo and try your other choice.

I wish I had an undo button. I could try out all the different options I have for college and then that would be the end of it. No more worrying about if I am making the right choice, no more stress, no more nagging from my mom, it would be so nice. Unfortunately, undo buttons only exist on computer games so I am going to have keep doing things the human way.

Mean Girls is a Reality

I love movies. To me one of the best things about being sick is that you can lie around all day and watch them. My favorites are anything either scary, funny, or relatable. I can't deal with anything romantic, because honestly, it makes me want to gag. Scary movies are good for me at night but on those days when I am home sick I just want something to make me laugh.

The movie that always does it for me is Mean Girls. It is one of my favorite movies of all time. Mean Girls scarily paints the perfect picture of High School/Middle School and anyone who says that it doesn't, is a liar. While it is a little over the top in doing so, it shows just how mean some girls are to each other. High School is sometimes scary like that. You walk by a group of girls and they are all just whispering and you can't help but wonder who are they talking about now, or even worse, are they talking about you.

One of the reasons that I am so excited for College is that I am going to be able to get away from all those girls in my school that I honestly just don't like. I don't need them to make me feel like I am being talked about behind my back. I would rather be in my group of 6 than their group of 20 if it means that I am not going to be talked about behind my back.

Last Friday night I went out with my friend from school and one of her friends and then one of her friends because they are all going to Binghamton. We all had alot fun together but at one point it was me and my friend in the bathroom. We were talking about the other two girls, we weren't saying anything bad but we were just talking about them. While we were talking I was thinking to myself, "What are they saying about me, What do they think of me?" It was actually kind of nervewracking because I couldn't tell if they liked me or not. They were really nice but I just could not get that thought out of my head.

As funny as Mean Girls is, it is a reality. High School is full of clicks and girls are mean to each other. It is so true that it is scary. I just want to go to college and get away from all that stuff in school.

Good Ol' Mom and Dad

Parents are special people. There is no other way to put it. They take care of you, they take you places (until you can drive and then they let you have the car), they embarrass you, they make you mad, they give you advice, and, most importantly, they love you no matter what you do.

My parents are special people. They are very special. And interesting. Lets just say I have got some stories. Anyways, I know they love me no matter what I say or do so I try to do the same back to them. When they embarrass me I try to let it go because it is actually almost funny. So, I deal with the embarrassment and all the other little annoying things that they do to me. Because of this, for the most part, my parents and I get along and we don't fight. I actually hate fighting with people in general and I especially hate fighting with my parents. Thats why I let so much go, its just not worth the fight. We aren't perfect though, we do fight and one of the few times is when either my mom or dad or both don't agree with a choice that I make.

I have a really hard time making decisions and choosing stuff so when I finally decide on something I am really happy. Yesterday, I finally made a decision about college (I am going to stay at home for the fall and got to college at home and then go to Binghamton in the spring unless I get taken off the waiting list for the fall) so I called my Dad to tell him what I wanted to do. I thought that he would be happy for me but all that happened was he started yelling to talk to my Mom.

That was not exactly the reaction that I was expecting from him, so I got mad at him and started yelling that he is not the one going to college, I am, and it is my decision because it is my life and not his. So then he started yelling back at me and then I gave the phone to my Mom and he started yelling at her that she pushed me in the wrong direction and that she should have been pushing me to go to Buffalo in the fall and not stay at home. When I heard that I got even more mad because all along my Dad has been saying he doesn't care where I go or what I do as long as I am happy but I guess all along he has been lying because he obviously does care.

I don't think I have ever been so mad at my Dad before. When he got home last night I did not say one word to him. I only spoke to him to ask if he was ready to apologize to me yet. He said no and that he was not going to apologive because he had nothing to apologize for. So then that was that.

My Dad will come around eventually and when he does, I will be waiting for him with open arms. Like I said, parents are special, and in my case stubborn, so I guess they should be handled with care.

Cooking and College

I was late to my cooking class today. I went in expecting to get yelled at for being late and I also expected to be able to do my government homework but, when I walked in my teacher was not there and the chairs were in a circle. Yes, a circle. I was more than a little shocked because I have not seen chairs set up like that since Elementary School. After the shock wore off I looked around and realized that everyone was sitting and I was standing and looked like an idiot. So then I started looking for a seat but, with my wonderful luck, the only one left was right in the front. I hate sitting in the front but I didn't want to look stupid for any longer so I just sat down and let go of the idea of being able to do anything productive.

I kind of just sat there for a minute really confused because one, my teacher wasn't there and two, on the days we don't cook we literally do nothing. Then a guy walked in with a bag of food in one hand and a rolling backpack in the other. He walked right in front of me and then put the food down and started unloading his backpack. This was like a magic bag because except for Mary Poppins, I have never seen one person pull so much stuff out of such a small bag before. First he pulled out like literally a travel stove, then two bowls, then spoons, then an electric mixer, and then some more really random stuff. I just sat watching him because I had no idea what was going on and then out of nowhere my teacher came back and said he was a student Chef and he was going to give us a demonstration.

The Chef (I forgot his name so I will refer to him as "the chef") introduced himself and and before I could even blink he started telling us about his college. He wasn't even talking about food. He was cooking but he was not giving us a demonstration. A demonstration is when someone explains what they are doing while they are doing it, a demonstration is not a person does something and talks about college. Basically, I was pretty annoyed. I hear about college all day from all different sorts of people. The last thing that I wanted was to hear someone endorse their school for forty minutes.

As I was listening to him talk, I began to get more annoyed. The Chef kept talking about Johnson & Wales. I felt like I was on the part of a college tour when the tour guides talk for 30 minutes straight telling you how good the school is. I didn't know why I was getting so annoyed by this guy, but for some reason he was just really getting on my nerves.

About after 10 mintues more of The Chef's talking I realized why I wanted to murder him. I was jealous of him. Here he was, barely 2 years older than me, and he knew exactly what he wanted to do with his life. Not only did he know what he wanted to do, he knew what he wanted to do since he was in high school. His first day of college he started training to be a chef. When I start college I am not going to be training for my job. You want to know why? Because I don't know what I want to do when I grow up. I have no clue what I want to do and before I thought that I was fine with that, but after today I realized that maybe I am not.

My Dad keeps telling me that it is fine if I don't know what I want to do. Actually, everyone keeps telling me that it doesn't matter, as long as I know by my Sophomore year. What really worries me though is that I won't know then either and I will just pick something randomly and end up hating it. I don't want to hate my job and I don't want to hate my major. I am sure that it will all be fine in the end but I wish that I knew that it would be for sure.

You know what, it probably doesn't even matter if I pick now or later. I bet half the people in my grade who declare a major freshman year will end up changing it by their junior year. You know what, I would even bet money that The Chef goes back to school for something else in 5 years.

The Great Guide to Binghamton, NY (mostly food)

I went to Binghamton University, formerly SUNY binghamton a couple of years ago. Every year was very different for me, different friends, different extracurriculars... Freshman year sucked. but after that, I started to have a lot of fun diverse experiences.
Something that really helped me was having a friend who knew the ins and outs of the school and the city of Binghamton (and vestal, and Johnson city). He showed me all the secrets of the school and the city, and really advanced what I knew about the school.
I am the type of person to keep exploring in order to find the best of everything available. The best places, to me, are not the student hangouts. You want to go to the places where the locals hang out. You want the best food, the places that are hard to find, the little known places, and the best deals. This post has been 6 years in the making. Here is what I've found in Binghamton:



FOOD:
the Dugout in appalachin. Great Pizza and Wings. rarely crowded. townie like bar, but friendly to students too - there arent many there. You get there by going on Vestal Hwy, towards vestal. past everything. once you think you are too far, go about 5 more miles and its on the left.

Wegmans! If you don't love wegmans you are not human. the greatest supermarket in history? possibly. They have great quality foods. comparable to whole foods, but not as strict with the organic types. I dont even think they mention organic there. But thats the type of standards they have. Plus they have great ready foods : subs, pizza, wings, chinese, soups, sushi, and others. Most times I went there just for dinner. My favs were the buffalo pizza, hot wings, and danny's sub with the sub sauce. might as well.


Theos - southern style fried chicken, ribs, cornbread, huge wings. This is real southern style food. Go to the buffet - I think its either on fridays or every day. and there is a Sunday brunch which I've always missed but sounds great. maybe I did go...

Walmart deli section. You don't get these supercenters downstate ( that is a word I never heard before going to Binghamton) They basically have every food you could want - crappy, but cheap and they use a lot of salt. I liked the sweet and sour or hot chicken nugget type things at the deli section. No, I love them.


indian restaurant on main st pretty much sucks. but what other choice do you have for punjabi?

J. Michaels - This was IT for me when I was a sophomore. Its right off main street, but hard to find. You open the huge door, and you have to go downstairs - into the basement. They have a piano player sometimes. Its real italian style. The mafia had a big presence in the area for a while. I could see this as an establishment frequented. Its not too nice that you would feel uncomfortable, but its far from the rest of binghamton. If you bring a date here - things will go well.

Southside Yannis - my friends got hustled there recently, because one 28 year old forgot her ID and they wouldnt serve a drink to a 24 year old. They are pricks about IDs. Dont bother drinking if you dont have a good ID. and if you have friends underage, they may give you a problem. This is an upscale townie bar. they wear hawaiian shirts often. The food is inexpensive and passable. Very few students go there (something which I personally like). The atmosphere is great though. I liked it there (before my friends got into a fight with the manager) . I am hoping that if enough students pack in there, they will change their ways and grow up. Age has nothing to do with maturity.

Tonys - Best pizza in Blinghamton? yes, best pizza. yes. the best. Its not in binghamton, technically. its in endwell. Their mussels in white sauce are amaZing! Seriously - capital Z.


Lost Dog Cafe - if you are female. just go and be sex in the city.

Pepe's - drunk food. good food. famous. experience.
he is the only one in the picture that does not look like a douchebag. and has a mustache.

Ice Cream Corner and also Pat Mitchels, but he died, sooo....

Belmar and Sportsman bar for wings. but its annoying to eat wings while people are macking it in back of you. the other bars have wing nights. Monday - thursday you can eat wings well downtown.
Tom and Martys is having a resurgence. Good for them. I like that place.

Whole in the Wall - earthy food. all natural. wheat grass. pitas. you know the deal. Its very good. welcoming environment

Nut Shop on main street - next to the indian place. its small. family owned. try it. you will probably like it, but might not come back. no one really needs nuts in the first place. they need to expand or something.

Foliage. This was my first real chinese food discovery in Binghamton. Across from the cemetary on Riverside. Its legit. It won't make you sick like Red Wok, sodexho sponsored wok or China One. I am critical about my Chinese food. Those places suck. Foliage is good.

Moon Star - in Endicott or Endwell. I cant remember. Its the same road as tony's though. This is the closest thing to china town within 150 miles. Seriously. its good. legit. I dont think they serve sesame chicken there. This is probably not the best for the highly allergic or squemish because the people don't speak english and the food is not typically american. after bubble tea, this is a very real asian experience (near binghamton). Why the hell are they where they are though?? its strange.

Mei Kong, Vietnamese. its nice there. There are a few of them.

endicott Cortese. People love their pizza. I respect it.
Along those lines, Nirchi's. They are very unique. A nirchis pizza is distinctive. Dont bother with the normal NY style there. Go with what they do best. squares. You get about 4 different kinds at a time. I recommend the italian style wings, and the garlic are great - I was obsessed for about 2 months. The sandwiches are good too, surprisingly. Im hungry.

Grotta Azura- good REAL italian and crazy woman. Mama, I call her, but not to her face. She is blunt, she owns the place, she serves the food, she will tell you stories, shes big and shes a lovely person. What makes it is probably half about the experience, and a third the food.

Reveiller - johnson city -This is a little coffee shop style place. Its a bunch of middle age to old ladies running the place. The food is passable. its more of a fun experience though. They have good natural lighting, from what I remember. Also a coke is good. The diner across the street looks appealing, but Ive heard many bad things about it from the locals. It is called - green owl.

Sharky's - Binghamton is famous for their spiedies. Im not sure why, to be honest. Its originating from the area, yeah, but I really dont care. Spiedies are good there but so are perogies. they have good specials I hear. Its a place I wish I would have explored the menu more. You can also go to Lupo's for spiedies (there are a bunch of locations, slightly out of the way). Sharkeys has a better dive bar kind of experience.

Kampai is great for the special night out. Its habachi. its everything you can expect. They do the tricks with the volcanos and the hats and shooting shrimps, you know the rote.

its fun though. bring a 20. and call ahead to get your friends name on the sign.


I cannot vouch for these, but my friends like them...
java joe's, buffys burritos
dannys, rolandos, chris's, park diner, the spot - I am from LI and these diners are by comparison greasy shitholes. but a lot of people go to these every day.

NOT FOOD, but things to do:
Laurel bowl - mondays are cheap, probably other days too. You can drink there cheaply.
Cinema Saver in Endicott - 2 dollars - you can make a mistake and not feel so bad about it.
Salvation army!
Speedway gokarts
Nathanial Cole Park. free kayaks, rowboats for the lake. there is a beach there too.
First Fridays is a great thing to check out if you want to get cultural. blah blah. but it really does seem cool
the zoo - ive heard the animals are sad though.
I went to a hockey game at the arena last year. It was great! its a really small arena, no bad tickets. and they are very reasonable. so, why not? go at least once in the year.
Along those lines, the baseball games at the stadium are fun too. In a small town kind of way.
Clinton St. antique row
Harpur Film Society

I recommend getting a car, and exploring off campus. I also recommend getting into some club or social aspect in Suny. I was in the tv station and the student govt. dont stay in your room, and don't join a frat or sorotity if you want to have a variety of friends. Every town has something to offer. There are the triple cities around Binghamton, and even the neighboring towns are nice too. This is a list Ive been meaning to create for a long time. I want to pass what Ive learned on. Give back some places that you love by commenting here! I want to hear. I tell myself I will never come back to binghamton, but every 6 months or so, I find myself there somehow. I usually go to Weggys at least once, yannis, and tonys.

If you want more information on what Ive given you, go to this site, I created it, it has all the information you ever could want to know about anything. type the name of the place, and binghamton and you are there.


thank you matt, dene, chet, and gail for refreshing my memory

Virginia Tech

I have been thinking about college for over a year now. I have been thinking about where to go, what classes to take, how am I going to meet people, and so on and so forth. I thought I had thought about everything there was possibly to think about but as the last few days showed me, I didn't. I never ever even possibly thought that there could ever be a shooting like there was at Virginia Tech. To me, the shooting came out of nowhere, as I am sure it did to everyone else. Who could ever even imagine that anything like this could happen? Even after Columbine, September 11, and the ASU shooting a few months ago, things like this are just not expected. They take everyone by surprise and devastate a community, a nation. When something like this happens it makes everything else seem so small in comparison.

I still can not believe that this happened but as I have been reading all the articles and watching the media coverage I can't help but think if this could have been prevented. When Columbine happened I was very young, but as I got older I learned more about it and I wondered the same thing. Cho Seung-Hi is very similar to the two killers from Columbine. In both cases, the killers were depressed and teachers and peers wondered if they needed psychiatric help. In Cho's case, teachers even reached out to him but he just denied that anything was wrong and refused to even go and talk to a counselor. There has to be a way to reach out to people like Cho, even when they do not want to be helped. I know you cannot put people away just for seeming depressed and disturbed, but how else could you ever help someone with that type of personality?

I can't even imagine going through what the students at Virginia Tech went through over these last few days. Only in my worst nightmare could something like this ever happen. Their reality is my worst nightmare. The idea of that is horrifying. I am very sorry to everyone who was affected by the shooting and I offer my condolences to you all.

Does Anyone Know How To Make A Decision???

Decision making has never been my thing. I am always the last to order at a restaurant, I always buy at least four different flavors of gum, and I spend the whole night picking out a movie because I can never decide what I want. Its even worse when I need to make a decision for other people because then I not only feel the pressure from myself to choose what is right, I have to deal with making sure I choose something right for them too. It’s so annoying because it wastes my time but no matter what, I can never make a decision.

The other problem is I always ask people what I should do because I can never decide for myself. I rely so much on other people's opinions and it always influences my final decision. My parents definitely do not help me either because when I ask them, they give me half an answer (if that is possible). They try not to tell me what to do, so that I will “make my own choices,” and then at the same time they manage to tell me exactly what they think I should do. They truly have a talent. All they end up doing is making the whole situation worse because they both have two completely different opinions (which has me try and make them both happy, which never happens).

My lack of decision making capabilities is having me choose a college be like 20 times harder. Sometimes I feel like I have a million choices and then sometimes I feel like I have one. I think people with a lack of decision making skills also have the tendency to make things into extremes.

I am so frustrated with college I am almost ready to make a poll and ask people what they think I should do. You know what, here it is: Choice A is that I go to Buffalo; Choice B is that I go to Buffalo and transfer to Binghamton in the spring; Choice C is that I go to college at home for the fall and transfer to Binghamton in the Spring; Choice D (only possible if I get off the wait list and in to Binghamton for the fall) I go to Binghamton; or Choice E (my personal favorite at the moment) I skip college and join the circus.

I wish someone would just tell me what to do but I guess it’s just a part of the "college picking experience". It really would not be the same if someone just said to me, "do this, it’s the right choice." As annoying and stressful as deciding is, I bet I would be even more annoyed if someone decided for me. I am probably better off this way; maybe I will even learn how to make a decision.

The Secret of a Big Envelope

For months I have been back and forth on where I should go to college. Everyone has been constantly asking me where I wanted to go and I think every time I have answered with something different. First I wanted to go to Binghamton, then I wanted to go to Delaware, after that I wanted to go to Buffalo, then I decided I wanted to go to college in Boston, then Delaware again, and then my Dad told me he wanted me to go to a SUNY so then I was trying to decide between Buffalo and Binghamton. About a month ago I finally decided to go to Binghamton but when I decided, I hadn't gotten a letter from them yet. Even though it wasn't official, I was really excited because I thought that now when people asked me where I was going to go, I could actually give them a definite answer.

About two weeks later, a few of my friends got there letters from Binghamton and they only got in for spring and they got wait listed for the fall. Not to sound horrible, but I was actually happy because I thought that meant I would get in for fall. I began to get a little to obsessed with the mail and I started waiting for it like everyday.

Finally, after all of my waiting, my letter finally came. When I got it, it was in a huge green envelope and on the envelope it said "Your the one that we want." I was so relieved and I ripped it open right at the mailbox so I could read it. I started to read it and then I did a double take. Not only was my letter an acceptance letter, it was at the same time a rejection letter. I bet you never heard of that before.

After all of my cockiness, I too only got into Binghamton for the spring and got wait listed for the fall. At first I was devastated because I just was not expecting this to happen, especially after the stupid letter came in a huge envelope. Its not the end of the world, I guess I could be much worse off. Other people I know got completely wait listed and others got flat out rejected. The only part that really is annoying is that I stil don't know where I am going to go. I don't know, maybe I would have been better off being flat out rejected, that way I could at least make a decision instead of waiting around to see if I get taken off the waiting list.

Senioritis

Senioritis. I never thought that I would get it. For all of those who are unfamilar with it, Senioritis causes Seniors (in high school or college) to become extremely lazy. Seniors with the disease either a) put off all of their work until the last possible second or b) do not do their work at all. The disease is supposedly caused by a lack of motivation due to graduation.

In my case, Senioritis did not hit me all at once, it kind of just appeared gradually. One Monday I was about to start a project andI thought, this isnt due to till Friday, why do I have to start it now? And then the rest of the week just went by and before I knew it, it was thursday night and I had not written one thing.

At about 11:30 that night I finally started my project. I did alot of it but then around 1 I started to get tired. I decided to do a little bit more of it and then to go to sleep. I set my alarm a little bit earlier than usual so I could finish it when I woke up. In the morning when my alarm went off I didn't even realize it and I slept right through it. I woke up at an hour and a half later than I was supposed too late for school with my project not being done.

I ended up missing the first few periods of school because I had to finish my project. It wasn't the end of the world but I did happen to fall under Senioritis' wrath. Since then I occasionally skip a homework and I sometimes "forget" to study for a test but nothing too bad. I wish I could do something that could help to fight Senioritis but unfortunately I am just too lazy.

College Applications: The Procrastination Game

I have been looking forward to College for as long as I could remember. I loved the idea of being on my own, far away from my parents and their rules. It all seemed so far away and then before I knew it it was time for me to start looking at Colleges. Throughout my junior year I looked at Binghamton, Buffalo, University of Delaware, and University of Maryland: College Park.

When Junior year ended I was so relaxed because I figured no more work until September. Thats probably why I was surprised when in August alot of my friends all said that they started their applications. I have always been a procrastinator so to me, August was way to early to start. Everyone kept warning me that the applications took forever but i just kept pushing them aside. I knew I would get everything done so I was not worried.

The rest of the summer flew by and then school started. Everyone was talking about where they were applying and where they wanted to go. College was the center of every conversation but I was still unsure of where I wanted to apply. In the end of September, my best friend handed in all of her applications and finished all of her essays. I finally decided that maybe it was time to start.

I started with the "easy" stuff. I did all of the forms and filled out all of the blue sheets for the guidance apartment in my school. I hit my teachers up for recommendations and I made my resume. I finished all of my stuff within a month but one thing: the dreaded essay.

I thought my college essay was going to be the easiest thing to write. It had no specifications and I could basically write whatever I wanted, but no matter what I did, I could not write it. I tried writing it from all different "angles". After all of my attempts, all I did was sound desperate. Finally, after alot of thinking, I realized I could just write about myself. I ended up writing about a story about myself from when I was younger. The story was funny but serious at the same time and it related to alot of things in my life. I ended up writing, in my opinion, a really interesting essay.

Looking back I definitely should have started my applications earlier. I would have saved myself alot of stress from having to cram everything in all at once. As for my essay, I regret that I spent so much time thinking about how I was going to write my essay, I ended up just overthinking everything and wasting time. I could have written that same essay in a quarter of the time that it took me too if I had just relaxed and stopped worrying about what the colleges wanted.