HAPPY APRIL FOOLS DAY
is it April's Fool? April fools>? dammit why am I so triggered by such trivial stuffs
Anyway, rest assured to know that this blog is not merely a joke, (though it is going to be a journal of my life, in other words a complete joke if you ask me), on the contrary it is going to be a serious project that I work on in the coming year to document my everyday life.
But why?
Alright, I'll just let the cat out of the bag then, I've just been rejected by all 6 colleges I applied to, and now I'm stuck for another year contemplating my life decisions. To be fair, all 6 are Ivy League schools, so I should have seen this epic rejection coming and indeed I've made ample mental preparation for judgement day.
Am I devastated when I got the news? No. Guilty? No. Guiltily excited? Yes.
So basically I'm a 17 years old guy with a multitude of interests(too much you can say), and over the years I have picked up skills ranging from solving maths olympiad to composing music to coding to flawlessly flipping coins. Thing is,
I'm always so damn distracted.
This is the year when I finally put all my passions to fruition, all my imagination to creation, all my vision to mission. I'm counting down the 365 days to my destination, what's my final goal? I don't know. All I know is that this countdown is going to be awesome. I'm gonna make it a hella amazing. Yep, concrete goals they say.
One step at a time, they say.
DAY 0
DISCLAIMER: This article was written at 3:00a.m. in the state of half-drunkenness. Enough said.
is it April's Fool? April fools>? dammit why am I so triggered by such trivial stuffs
Anyway, rest assured to know that this blog is not merely a joke, (though it is going to be a journal of my life, in other words a complete joke if you ask me), on the contrary it is going to be a serious project that I work on in the coming year to document my everyday life.
But why?
Alright, I'll just let the cat out of the bag then, I've just been rejected by all 6 colleges I applied to, and now I'm stuck for another year contemplating my life decisions. To be fair, all 6 are Ivy League schools, so I should have seen this epic rejection coming and indeed I've made ample mental preparation for judgement day.
Am I devastated when I got the news? No. Guilty? No. Guiltily excited? Yes.
So basically I'm a 17 years old guy with a multitude of interests(too much you can say), and over the years I have picked up skills ranging from solving maths olympiad to composing music to coding to flawlessly flipping coins. Thing is,
I'm always so damn distracted.
This is the year when I finally put all my passions to fruition, all my imagination to creation, all my vision to mission. I'm counting down the 365 days to my destination, what's my final goal? I don't know. All I know is that this countdown is going to be awesome. I'm gonna make it a hella amazing. Yep, concrete goals they say.
One step at a time, they say.
DAY 0
DISCLAIMER: This article was written at 3:00a.m. in the state of half-drunkenness. Enough said.
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