How College Admissions Actually Works

I’ve come to the conclusion that admissions officers pick students via the enie-minie-miney-moe game.

How did I come to this conclusion? Well, this has basically been my college admissions experience this year. Some colleges I put a lot of effort into. Either I sent emails to teachers/admissions officers or I made sure my theater audition was freakin’ awesome. I even did this for one of my “safeties”, because they have a really kick-ass theater program. Other colleges I put very little, if any, effort into. Either I never made any correspondance what so ever, or I didn’t have to audition.

Well, here’s what happened. The schools I put the most effort into flat out rejected me. The schools I put a decent or little amount of effort into put me on their wait list (including that dumb safety). The schools I put absolutely no effort into not only accepted me but dumped a crapload of money into my lap.

Ok, so maybe admissions officers don’t play enie-meenie-miny-moe, but whatever they do lacks order and common sense. Seriously people, what gives? And if you or a friend are an admissions officer, I don’t mean to insult you or anything. But, how in the world does this make any sense?

Human Nature?

This is more of a general question than anything else. It may even be rhetorical, I'm not sure. But, why is it that we'll be laying around, bored, with nothing to do, and a friend you know well will come online, yet we don't even bother to just double click on their name and type "hi"? Even if it's a person we miss or haven't talked to in a while, for some reason there's this negative impulse to send them a quick hello.

Now, I'm not trying to criticize ANYONE. I do this all of the time. I'm sure we all do. But, it's a shame, isn't it, that we have all of this opportunity to communicate and we seem to take it for granted?

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A Writer's Frustrations...

You know what's really frustrating? When you have a great idea for a short story or something, and you think and think about it, but you have to wait to get home so that you have a pen and paper to write it on. So, by the time you get home, you forgot half of what you thought about. And then what you're writing all of the sudden looks like shit, even though it was a marvelous idea!!!! It drives me insane!! I had this great idea the other day to write a short story based off of my poem "The Storm". It would be a short simulation of how a storm grows and brews, and after it's done its worse, it recedes, but still leaves "the clouds". I was thinking about it in the car on my way to my grandparent's house, but I couldn't write it down until I got there being that my notebook and pen were in my bag in the trunk! I get to my grandparents house, I start writing as fast as possible, and I forgot half of my ideas, and now I actually have to sit and try really really hard to come up with something that actually sounds good now! Grrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!