I love my subject. I have no right to moan, really. I'm studying exactly what I want to be studying in a fabulous college at the best university in the country, top five in the world. I know so many people who've been through angst about whether they chose the right subject, about whether they are in the right place. And I know I have. I know thousands of people would love the chance I have. I know something riddiculous like twenty-five people were turned down for each one of our places and that 90% had the same if not better grades than I did. I really have no right to complain at all.
But right now. I just want to scream and cry. See, you've got me ranting too now.
no subject
I love my subject. I have no right to moan, really. I'm studying exactly what I want to be studying in a fabulous college at the best university in the country, top five in the world. I know so many people who've been through angst about whether they chose the right subject, about whether they are in the right place. And I know I have. I know thousands of people would love the chance I have. I know something riddiculous like twenty-five people were turned down for each one of our places and that 90% had the same if not better grades than I did. I really have no right to complain at all.
But right now. I just want to scream and cry. See, you've got me ranting too now.