Getting It Off Your Chest: The Relief Thread

Pre-College Issues High School Life
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<p>Dear sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach,</p>

<p>Please stop magically coming to life when I think about the the decision I’ll get from the college of my dreams this Friday. You keep making me think that by some fantastic network of espionage, my subconscious already knows the news that that email is going to carry. And it doesn’t. Stop making me feel like I have no chance of getting in. I have really strong scores but my essays were a bit rushed, so maybe I’ll get in, and maybe I won’t. But you make waiting a pain in the a**. </p>

<p>So stop, already. It got old a long, long time ago.</p>

102

<p>Dear BillyMc,</p>

<p>I <3 you.</p>

103

<p>Good luck chesers!</p>

104

<p>Dear _____, </p>

<p>I’ve wanted to say this for a while now… so here goes nothing. I am in love with you. Six simple words… it seems almost ridiculous that I have never been able to muster up the courage to tell you or get to know you better. You are beautiful, intelligent, and unique and I hate myself for not trying harder. Now you’re in a relationship with a close friend. It appears that you believe that my friend is as unique and interesting as you are, when the reality is that that is simply not true. All of his lines are scripted, his actions pre-determined. None of his characteristics warrant your attention. Yet, you are infatuated with him. Perhaps it is love… who knows. What ** I ** know is that I have feelings for you. Unfortunately, all I can do is wait. </p>

<p>Yours Truly,
Me</p>

105

<p>Dear Decision Letters,</p>

<p>I need you in my mailbox ASAP.</p>

<p>Sincerely,
Frustrated Senior</p>

106

<p>Dear everyone,</p>

<p>There is light at the end of the tunnel.</p>

<p>Smorgasbord</p>

107

<p>Dear smorgasbord,</p>

<p>You are right, there is. If we just… Oh, ****!! IT’S THE LIGHT ON THE FRONT OF A TRAI–</p>

<p>R.I.P.</p>

108

<p>hahaha.
10char.</p>

109

<p>Dear Princeton,</p>

<p>Please blow up my bracket.</p>

110

<p>Dear Billy,</p>

<p>Mama was right: life is like a box of chocolates. You’ll never know what you’ll get. I’ll miss you, though.</p>

<p>Smorgasbord</p>

111

<p>Dear Junior Year,</p>

<p>please go by faster. i really hate you and all the stress that you bring. have fun stressing out everyone else next year. you suck.</p>

<p>Sincerely, Me</p>

112

<p>Dear adababy845,</p>

<p>If you think junior year is hard, just wait till senior year. Good luck. haha</p>

<p>Dear Senior Year,</p>

<p>F*** off.</p>

113

<p>Dear smorgasbord,</p>

<p>Life is NOT like a box of chocolates. There’s a paper inside of them that says what’s in each one. Maybe you have to buy the more expensive chocolates to get the paper, oh well.</p>

114

<p>Dear CPUscientist3000,</p>

<p>Forrest may have trouble with that.</p>

<p>S</p>

115

<p>Dear ACT,</p>

<p>This is the second time I’ve told you. HURRY UP!!</p>

<p>Your very good friend,
Puggly</p>

116

<p>Dear University that rejected me,
Thank you for sending my rejection letter in a huge envelope. It didn’t make me excited at all when I received the envelope from the post office. My hopes didn’t go up when I saw that you paid a lot of money via certified mail to make sure I got the envelope. And when I saw only a tiny envelope inside, I didn’t cry. Thanks a lot. </p>

<p>-Nico </p>

<p>Dear Person I used to call my best friend,
Thank you for blowing off all the plans we made to make a sudden decision to move to Utah in a week without telling anybody and without any regard that it would upset people. Have a good life.</p>

<p>-Nico</p>

117

<p>Dear CPU, I don’t think it’s necessarily the more expensive ones, just different brands.</p>

<p>Alexandra Wallace has a lot on her chest.</p>

118

<p>Dear smorg and quo</p>

<p>Gratium ago</p>

119

<p>Dear quomodo,
tehehehehe</p>

120

<p>I have this creeping feeling inside of me that I am not going to end up going where I want to go. I kind of wish I could take back the posts I made in a certain thread, everyone else has so much to be proud of, such impressive acceptances, and me…well… :/</p>