SoP blues...

I've been sitting at my laptop for a couple of days now, trying to frame an essay that will convince the Admissions Offices of universities to accept me as a student. It's tough.

Why do I love psychology? I just do! Why do I want to study Child Psychology? Because I like kids and the way their minds work. What are my future plans with regard to the course? I really don't know, I'm hoping to get a job somewhere!

And then of course, why am I suited for this course? Because I'm told that I'm good at understanding people. And that I'm better at understanding children. Also because, apparently (credit to RoMan for this) I have "too much empathy" for my own good.

What am I supposed to say?? Whatever I type onto that blank page sounds so corny, I wouldn't give me admission!

Very depressing...but then again, it's inspired me to blog after a long time.

Well, in other news, I passed my Driver's License exam today, making me a "driver", according to my Dad.

Also went to BU today, which is conveniently situated in the middle of nowhere (like our apartment here in the city, and like the airport). The campus is huge, the people are rude and obnoxious, and there were no students anywhere. Go figure. For my fellow graduates (how I love saying that) who are applying for various certificates through BU, be warned - if you thought the office people in our (ex) college were rude and impossible, you'll be stunned by the (ahem) warmth and love you get at BU.

In yet other news, I had my first professional-ish movie audition the other day. It didn't work out, but was quite an experience! (Okay, be honest...how many of you have that horrified expression on your face? The one that says "What?? Wait...let me read that again - she said something positive? Impossible!! Gasp!!!"? Go on..be honest. I won't judge.) Well, but yeah, things seem to be finally looking up on this side of hell. (I'm currently listening to sappy love-is-lost songs, but let's just ignore that, yeah?)

Well, I must go back to staring at that blank document. It fascinates me. Empty space. I like empty spaces.

No wait...correction. I like dark empty spaces.