<p>So how many trips have YOU made to the mailbox today? I'm so stupid..I have gone twice already, and we usually don't get mail until 3pmish. I also decided it would be in my best interest to not go to class today. hehehe</p>
<p>I love getting mail, so running to the mail box is par for the course. :D</p>
<p>I would have done it more when I was waiting for my freshman admission decisions, except I had to go to the post office to check the mail. Not quite the same effect.</p>
<p>Now, I'm just waiting for a decision from a school I'm sure to be rejected from... oh well.</p>
<p>Savor the sweet tension!</p>
<p>BAH to tension! I didn't go to class today and didn't get a letter..now i feel like an ass.. lol</p>
<p>You'll miss it. Looking for admission letters is one of the great parts. </p>
<p>Though I sympathize. Waiting for something is pure torture, and you'll obviously do anything to end it (missing class? for shame! ;P).</p>
<p>Checking the mail box repeatedly is a good step. Keeps the mail man on his toes. :D</p>
<p>I spend the whole day checking the mailbox. Even after the mail has come for the day, I STILL check it again...just in case he came back a second time (ha ha)!</p>
<p>ohh I didn't think of that..hmm perhaps I should venture to the bottom of the driveway for the fifth time today.</p>
<p>No, no, no... You guys need to buy a wireless sensor that detects when the mailbox has been opened! That way you don't make countless trips down to the mailbox and risk being spotted by your neighbors.</p>
<p>Pfft...neighbors..what do I care about them. Besides..exercise is good..with as long as my driveway is, and as many trips I have made today..umm I could of done nearly two miles today. :)</p>
<p>Pfft...exercise. There's always bariatric surgery. ;)</p>
<p>I turn 23 on friday..which means since I don't work full time at the moment and my CC doesn't have health insurance..Umm I won't have insurance till August. Which means..Umm..no surgery. haha..plus I don't make the 100lbs. overweight cut..</p>
<p>Yeah. You have to be morbidly obese in order to qualify for gastric bypass, which is the most popular type of bariatric surgery.</p>
<p>I live in a condo and our mailbox is included with roughly 30 others. I also have the incredable timing to get there right as the mail lady does. :) It's really hard to fill those 10 minutes as she fills the mailbox without looking desperate for the mail.</p>
<p>ok, i have a confession to make..today i had to go to the grocery store and when I got back to my house, I threw a water bottle out my window into the yard along with some other random papers so I would have an excuse to walk down the driveway...you know, to clean up the trash that somehow "appeared" in our yard, and of course checking the mailbox while I was there. I have officialy reached desparation, and borderline insanity.</p>
<p>lol...sounds like something I would do!!</p>
<p>hehe yes..but..you didn't..i did. ;)</p>
<p>I think the security people in the lobby of my dorm are starting to wonder about me. Every 10 minutes I come down to check the mail, I just come down look in the little window my box has and go back to my room. They're starting to look at me funny. I think I need to go downstairs now, for no reason at all. ;)</p>
<p>HAH you think that's bad!!!....i checked my mail 6 times on saturday...twice after i'd already gotten the mail!...i have to drive to my mailbox cuz we live on a private road...and everytime i'd go by the neighbors would look at me like i was retarded...then i checked this morning at 9 when i know the mail doesn't come til 1...i thought the mailman would getta headstart just for me...lazy bastard</p>
<p>As much as this anxiety is eating me up inside, I truly believe I will look back on these final decision days and really miss them. I'll miss knowing exactly how many bolts are holding my mailbox together. I'll miss knowing exactly how many steps it takes from my front porch to my mailbox. :)
But seriously...we are all going to look back in a year or so, when we are hard at work at the school we are transferring into, and laugh at how serious we are taking ourselves right now.</p>
<p>Amen, Thomas!</p>
<p>i dunno man..im pretty sure i could live without all of this stuff..my nerves...eyeeeeeeeeee my nerves are shot, completley. craziness. i welcome the day this comes to an end..well, provided it's a good letter</p>