Monday, April 04, 2005

 

4.04.05

You sing, man. You sing your little heart out.

It's all good.

You roll with the punches.

Just watch out for that upper-cut.

I'm going to con you if I haven't already.

By the way, I totally understand when people are angry for a good reason.

So I could understand when people get upset over a college denial, especially one that they've been wanting to get into.

And I can comprehend what it feels like to hear that a college is missing something that you know you sent in.

And I empathize with those that put two and two together and realize that it's far too late at this point and despite forseeing that big fat letter of denial (because hey, they haven't accepted anyone in the past month and even late admissions is kind of closed) still fax that missing page of test scores over to the admissions office (who, by the way, claim sent a little reminder that you never even knew existed ever on the 14th of February) with a little inkling of "what if?" hope and optimism that was partly inspired because admissions counselor Shannon was ever so nice over the phone.

I totally do.

Totally.

I need a haircut.

Docking out...
-Ryan : and the coin-toss says...

Ryan posted this at 5:16 PM.