I promised myself I wouldn’t blog here until my college apps are done, but I didn’t see the harm in writing a blog post when I’m not going to do anything productive tonight anyway.
Schoool’s been…busy. A lot has happened since my last blog post. Yeah. Here’s a summary, I guess, of things I’ve been doing besides schoolwork:
- College apps: Hahahaha…what a joke. No, jk, I’m not even finished writing my CommonApp essay and am really stressed out. I NEED to finish it tomorrow so I can show it to my English teacher before December break. It’s been really hard picking a topic and sticking with it…most ideas can be good, but it depends on how you execute them, and I never know how to say things, or what my “realization” or point of the essay is. Like, so far in my essay I’ve written a decent set-up/description of my topic (341 words out of 500), but I haven’t yet come up with a point I’m trying to make! My essay is about an ongoing childhood game my sister and I had, and since it’s about me when I was little, I can’t just make it all a description. It has to connect to who I am now in some way, and I don’t know how…gah. These past few days, people have been getting decisions from colleges, and I HAVEN’T EVEN FINISHED MY ESSAY! This is more stressful than waiting to hear back. I did already get into one college, so it’s not like I wouldn’t have anywhere to go if, god forbid, I didn’t finish my CommonApp essay. And just today, I got a small scholarship from them — it’s pretty exciting! But I know I’m going to finish that essay no matter what — it just better be in time for my teacher to look at it!
- Newspaper: I’m Co-Editor-in-Chief of the school newspaper this year, and it’s really cool and fun. There are seven people total on the staff, and we’re like a little family, haha. We do stay after school everyday in the weeks before we’re done with each issue, so it is time consuming. We’re all obsessed with the newspaper, and I worry so much about the little errors…that part is stressful.
- Spanish Honor Society: I sometimes regret deciding to be on the board (I’m Co-President this year), because it’s not something I’m passionate about, and our advisor yells at us all the time. She’s new this year because the old advisor retired, and she was actually my Spanish teacher last year. If anyone remembers me posting in my old URL for Harmonic Discord about her insane amounts of homework and testing…she is very demanding. She was a good teacher because she prepared us well for the AP exam, but as a club advisor, I’ve come to dislike her. What really angers me is that she says I/we “don’t do anything” when we’ve been organizing things for hours before meetings and events. I’m really scared because she’s writing one of my college recommendations, and I have NO IDEA how she’s going to portray me. I just never know what to expect from her, partly because of her being used to different customs and not quite speaking English fluently, etc. Like, with the other teacher who’s writing my recommendation, I know that he’s going to write something positive about me. I trust that he understands what colleges want to hear in a recommendation, since he went to college in America himself. With my SHS advisor, who’s from Spain…well, currently she doesn’t seem to care about me much at all, and I don’t know what that will translate into in the recommendation. What if she doesn’t mention anything about my leadership skills? (Not that I’m an especially good leader. I’m a naturally quiet person, but I try.)
I’m also involved in another club as well, but I won’t go into that. I wish I had more time to devote to it, so that we could do more projects and actually make a difference….but who has time nowadays?
So….this is why I started writing this blog post in the first place. I know this is not a new idea in any sense, but I’ve been realizing it more and more this year: our generation is incredibly narcissistic because of social networking. Yes, there are people who overshare every minute detail of their lives, but I’m not even talking about that — oversharing has become a normal, even expected, pasttime. There are some people who post pictures they took of themselves on Facebook — sometimes even “share” the same picture multiple times — just so people can comment on how pretty/cute/hot they are. There’s this freshman girl I know from newspaper who posted a photo of herself taken from the most awkward angle, where she’s, like, burying her chin in her neck and smiling creepily. The focus of the camera is on her forehead, and the bottom of her chin is cut off. She has a quote from a song in the caption, and so far she’s re-”shared” this picture at least three times. WHY?! Just so more friends can tell her how pretty she looks? (And I’m confused…are they lying to make her feel better?? How can anyone think it doesn’t look weird?) Does she not realize that re-posting the same photo of herself multiple times makes her look like she’s obsessed with herself?
Ah, that girl. Us newspaper staff have found her entertaining for a while. First of all, she’s not a good writer. I don’t want to come off as rude (though I’m sure I do already), but it’s not only that she can’t write a newspaper article, it’s that she can’t write well period. We basically rewrote her entire article for the first issue, and for the next issue we gave her an easy assignment where she just got quotes from people answering a certain question. We told her she could ask people in person or on Facebook, and guess what she did — she created an event on Facebook asking for help and invited 300-something people! The other editors and I agreed that we’d feel mean asking her to take it down, so we “attended” the event to show our support, and politely told her that she wouldn’t need so many responses. Not unsurprisingly, no one posted in the group. It was sooo funny, though. Of course everyone makes mistakes when it’s their first time doing something, but…that was just ridiculous. (Dude. I sound so mean.)
Sorry for the bad writing and the length of this entry. -_-” (I don’t know how I’m up past midnight on a Friday after the amount of sleep I got all week.)