don't you hate it when the sense of rejection and depression just creeps up from behind you and pulls you down from the back? just when you're supposed to be studying really, really hard for an exam the next day.. make that two exams. i just had to see someone talk about oxford on facebook, just had to see facebook groups that say "incoming oxford class 2008", just had to read the smug exchanges between two people who did in fact, get in. and that was enough to cast me into depression. i guess that's just something that will haunt me my whole life. the one who didn't get into anywhere she really wanted; when she did, she couldn't accept. i have to keep telling myself to count my blessings, try and convince myself that lse's just as good. although it's blatantly obvious it's not.


j