Okay, so my friend’s mom called again. We have an “emergency” meeting this weekend, instead of on the next. *LAUGH* YOU THINK I’M GOING TO GO WHEN I HAVE 2 OF THE MOST IMPORTANT APPLICATIONS OF MY LIFE TO FINISH?! YEAH RIGHT.
In addition to completely blowing off the 20+ hours I’ve spent… You’ve totally just taken this project into your own hands.
Oh! You should come! You should sell 10 tickets to get a letter of recommendation from World Vision. Even if that might help me… somewhat… chances of that letter being ready before November 1st = almost nil. Psh. I don’t even know why I’m applying to other schools.
It’s like she’s bribing me to sell tickets. If you haven’t noticed already, I suck at fundraising, and I don’t believe in being forced to do so, when I can contribute in other ways. But if you don’t accept my contribution, then how the beep do I deserve some effing letter… HAH. THE PARENTS SHOULD GET THOSE DAMN LETTERS.
You guys suck.
Just because you have a title doesn’t mean you deserve it. And it’s stupid that those titles can be the things that result in acceptance letters.
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