Rant

I don't care anymore. I just can't care anymore. It's just too much. Ugh. This is my second 
rejection letter. Well technically my first, I was wait-listed on the other one. But come on, 

it's basically the  the same thing. I know they weren't the ones I truly wanted, but it still 
hurts. When it came in the mail in the mail, I wasn't really surprised; it was a regular envelope, and we all know what the small envelopes mean. My eyes hit the middle of the letter and by chance I landed on the phrase "comes as a disappointment to you, Robert" I read the it over again at least least four times. At this point in life, I've come to terms with the fact that I'm incapable of expressing emotion. I give up trying to. But I'm starting to worry if I'm loosing all sense of my aspirations in life. Aspirations for life. I'm not gonna commit suicide or anything. I'm too much of a bitch. I honestly think you have to be one of the strongest people to give up your life. We set such high goals for ourselves in life, well at least I do, knowing how bad our circumstances are. I don't know why that's so bad. I know there's 

been countless times where I've been fucked, but I always take these huge ass leaps of faith, 

in hopes of progression. People state that they want you to bette yourself, but whenever 

you try, it seems like you never are giving the oppurtunity. I don't know, I'm not depressed, 

it's saddening and all. Depressed was being called gay, faggot, and everything else my three 

years in middle school brought me. I don't know. I don't know how I should feel towards 

this. This rat just isn't making sense anymore, so I'm gonna end it now.