November 1st, Day 22.
Application deadlines are slowly approaching. A discouraging day at school - the only boy who I've been even slightly interested in has taken a vow of single-dom until he graduates... But then I came home, ate a brownie and fell into the glorious lyrics of William Fitzsimmon's "It's Not True".
As far as the college hunt goes, I've found it extremely difficult to keep track of all my academic and personal letters of recommendation, and telling the one from the other, and also, I'm fairly sure that only playing football looks good on college applications when you're trying to get a scholarship...
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