too young to fail

From reading my friends' blogs and some others I think in time I will be able to call real friends', I have derived the obvious conclusion that people I mix with are from different extremes. And at the end of it, I wonder where I stand. Where I really belong. Perhaps being fickle and ever changing gives me the chance to be whoever I wanna be with different groups of people, specifically there are only three acceptable types in my book. I've been away from KY much longer than usual and I miss my friends already.

For the past month I have been...doing nothing much really. Except stressing out. And preparing for interviews and shizz. One ultimately unsuccessful mock + slightly improved mock + the real Cambridge interview + Law Test = THE END OF MY APPLICATION. Now, the excruciating wait for the reply in December.

I know what people must think whenever I answer to the question "which universities did u apply to?" I'm in over my head. Of course. I know that but whatever. Although I would have preferred if my dad stopped telling relatives I'm to applying to there and there.

History exam on Thursday. I feel like dying. Again. I really really cannot afford to screw this one up. I have about 4 days to finish reading everything and I don't know how much exactly I haven't covered. Econs on the day after? Just great.

one of these days.. I'll grow old and I'll grow brave and I'll go...