There’s always a let-down. You’ll have some fun and then bam, right back where you were or lower.
Time passes, life goes on, and you realize that you are quickly coming up on an important deadline, or you were too wrapped up in everything else to see that it already had passed.
My deadline was school. Is school, I suppose. I have one year left of High School, but I’ve made it quite evident that I am never returning to that evil hellhole that swallows people whole and spits them out without their souls or a sense of hope.
As my faithful followers know, I have been asking about alternative options since January, and my meeting has finally been set up for tomorrow morning. Now that’s what we call good planning. The problem being that the virtual school deadline was back in March, along with Open Enrollment and most applications to Boarding Schools.
So, as of right now, my options are as follows.
1. Return to the soul-sucking abyss where hopes and dreams are chewed up and swallowed along with school standard over-sweetened breakfast food.
2. Pay full tuition for a boarding school (around 40 grand), which we can’t possibly afford.
3. Take my HSED (Wisconsin’s version of the GED) and pray to all the gods in this and every other universe that a college will accept me.
Awesome, right? Not really. So, basically, I’m in my mini- ‘I have lost all faith in myself, my life, my school system, and my government’ phase. Sorry for the trouble.
So, yeah. I’m very upset, and feeling rather hopeless, but I’m sure that things will work out eventually.
That’s all for today, guys, just a sadness rant and a little over-dramatic behaviour.