New Year's Resolutions

- Learn to control temper. Stop fighting with mother. Just drop it, don’t escalate the conflict.

- Waste less time => get more sleep.

- Socialize! Go into the city, explore! Have fun! Expand social group, do not only hang out with the same people and their accompanying aggravations.

- Stop being so down on yourself. Remember the spotlight effect. Remember the nubile young women.

- On that note, stop overcompensating. Chill. You do not have to be the most shocking or the most self aggrandizing or the most whatever in the room. It is ok to be quiet sometimes.

- It is also ok to put yourself out there. MAKE FRIENDS IN COLLEGE. Do this. It will make you much happier.

- Read.

- Do those projects you’ve been meaning to do.

- Clean your room.

- Stop being late to everything.

- Be healthier. Eat better, exercise more. Go outside more.

- Write.

- Be an activist. Make a difference. Care.

- If you’re not happy make a change.

- Make your own life.

I'M SEXY LET ME INTO YOUR SCHOOL PLSKTHX

College apps are finally over. This is both awesome and terrifying. It would be nice, in a way, to live somewhere like England, where your applications are based so much more on your test scores, and you don’t have to spend so much time worrying over whether the phrasing of one sentence conveys exactly what kind of a person you are, and your sterling extra-curriculars, and your perfect personality to boot. But I’m actually grateful for having the experience of American college apps. I’ve learned a lot about myself. Enough that I’m not sure if the colleges I’m applying to are the ones I’d choose to apply to today. It doesn’t really matter; I’m sure I’ll be happy wherever I end up, but I do wish I could go back and add a few other places to my list (nb: I’m only applying to 6 colleges, so ‘adding a few’ does not mean moving to 24 from 20 or some such ridiculous number).

I wish I could write a college essay about that. I wish I could write a college essay about a lot of things. Or rather, whenever I notice something interesting, or am troubled about something, my brain lights up, saying “oh ho! college essay topic!” when really, I guess, it means “oh ho! blog post idea!” Because that’s the point of this thing. I’m supposed to pour myself into it, like a diary only with less tmi and hearts dotting my ‘i’s. I guess. So hopefully you’ll be seeing more of that from me, now that I’m essentially in second semester. Well, I hope so, at any rate. You may not. I suppose we’ll see.