Reality bites for seniors, well, maybe just for me
Recently I decided not to attend graduate school next year. This decision rests predominantly on the fact that the admissions deadline for the one school that I wanted to attend has already passed. Oops. After much deliberation, I decided that mailing the application in late with "My bad" scrawled across it might be unwise.
So now I get to endure six months of the following conversation:
The Most Annoying Person Ever: "So what are you doing next year?"
Me: "I don't even know what I'm doing this weekend." (awkward silence) "Do you know what...
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