Freaked Out
Insecure
Neurotic
Emotional
(That's from Italian Job by the way, I'm not that creative)
Being denied is the same as being rejected. There is an overwhelming sense of insecurity. It's like someone took a gun, aimed it at my self-esteem and hit it directly.
Not really. Yes, it sucks. Yes, all my plans for my future were based upon me getting accepted, but this is okay. God has amazing plans for my life, and if that's not where I'm supposed to be, okay. Or as Chelsey once put it "Who am I to argue with God?"
Now I am just in the place (or pit) of waiting to hear from the other colleges....any day now.... This waiting is as if someone hit the accelerator button on my stress. Before, I had been stressed because I was waiting any time this month. Now it's any time this week.
Just one school.
That's all I need.
Just one.
I pray that God has me going to one of them.
Because if he doesn't.
I may as well be sucked into a black hole...
On a much brighter note! Chelsey comes home tomorrow!! Yipee! I've missed her soooooo much and am so glad she'll be here through all this craziness. I need my best friend (and some Ben & Jerry's)
