I missed the deadline for having transcripts sent to UW. I should call someone, and ask if there's anyway I could get an acception, but I really don't have a valid excuse, and I feel as though I should just give up. I'm on the brink of tears now, over something so small. This shouldn't matter so much to me. Except it does.

I don't know where I'm going next year or what I'm doing. I just.. want to have options open. I want to be somewhere where I can fit in, and feel welcome, and be happy. And Coe does that sometimes, but I'm not sure I'm willing to sacrafice art to stay here.

*sigh* Back to rethinking everything. Again.

Life would be so much easier if there were no decisions involved.