You might think I don’t look like the kindof friend Clyde would have, seeing as I’m only about six inches tall (eight
when I arch my back) and of the feline persuasion, but let me assure you
that Clyde and I are steadfast friends.
I’m a new senior this year, just starting the whole terrifying process of
applying for colleges. Don’t get me wrong; I’m very excited about being a
senior. But the year’s already exhausting. I mean, with all these
ridiculously hard classes and tests and homework every night, it’s hard to
get the energy to do any more work. And the weekends, too! I mean, can’t a
cat just take a nap? I thought senior year was supposed to be easy. It’s
all so overwhelming. But I can’t stop now. If I want to be competitive and
look good on paper, I have to keep it up.
But it’s not just the hard work that has me nervous. It’s the decisions. The
Big Decision. But I’m getting ahead of myself. I think the best tactic is
to just take things as they come. Right now it’s just gathering my list and
applying.
Well, I think I need to go now before I stress myself out too much.
L8R,
Ripley
