Thursday, January 20, 2005
Uggghhhhhh.
That's the sound people make when they're filling out applications for graduate school and running around trying to find every piece of crap they've ever written and finding 6.8 million errors and hitting themselves over the head with a stapler because they've known that they were going to apply to grad schools for the past year and a half but they've waited until there are 13 days left before the deadline and they have not one creative thought left in their brains (and whether they ever had a creative thought is up for debate) and their teeth feel scummy and their hair is all messed up and oh god I have to get in or I have to get a real job and I can't do that I was just a teenager five seconds ago and HOW IN THE HELL DID I MANAGE TO WASTE SO MUCH TIME WATCHING TV!!
I assume that's how they sound, I wouldn't know.
That's the sound people make when they're filling out applications for graduate school and running around trying to find every piece of crap they've ever written and finding 6.8 million errors and hitting themselves over the head with a stapler because they've known that they were going to apply to grad schools for the past year and a half but they've waited until there are 13 days left before the deadline and they have not one creative thought left in their brains (and whether they ever had a creative thought is up for debate) and their teeth feel scummy and their hair is all messed up and oh god I have to get in or I have to get a real job and I can't do that I was just a teenager five seconds ago and HOW IN THE HELL DID I MANAGE TO WASTE SO MUCH TIME WATCHING TV!!
I assume that's how they sound, I wouldn't know.
