I finally came up with an essay topic (for college apps) that I was excited about and happy to finally have something that would be a good topic (I've been grasping at straws thinking the last few days), but after sending it to my mother and asking me what she thought, as like a brain-storming opinion type thing, and was basically told that it'll be impossible enough to make it unique enough for the competitive colleges to like me, and that tons of other kids have moved across the country, ect. (aka a nice way of saying "It's crap!"). I'm just sick of this whole process, people obsessing over every detail, settling for nothing less then above perfect. My mother really stresses me out whenever I speak to her. She's helpful and all, but stressful as heck, too. I just want to curl up in a ball some days and shut down my brain, you know? It's just a good thing that I can only communicate with her over the internet right now, because then I can put smiley emoticons on my messages like I'm not upset at all. Also, I'm sad because I spend the Summer across the country from where all my friends and stuff are, so I share my sad feelings on internet forums, I guess?
Swarm of bees or swarm of mosquitos?
Your choice.
Can't we have something a bit nicer? How about a swarm of cookie dough or something?