College, college, college.

College essays.
College applications.
College campus visits.
Collage.
Collies.
Cauliflower.
...
I am rather disliking this whole college process.
Though, really, I cannot fathom meeting anyone who would enjoy it. Save for my english teacher, who seems to get some sort of sick, twisted joy out of reminding children that they are all going to have an emotional breakdown due to stress this year. How perfectly marvelous.
And then she goes on to tell us that she likes our class and that we're going to have a fun senior year together.
I am not sure when the fun will be, though, as she was not very specific. I am guessing it is either after my crippling psychological breakdown or sometime before it.
Or maybe the fun will be during my breakdown. I have never experienced a breakdown, so who knows? It could be a rousing good time.
Perhaps that is why my english teacher was so excited about it.
Of course, I will not know for sure until I actually experience this breakdown, so we shall see.
Anyhoo, I think that will be all for today, dear Blog.
Adieu.