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[oceantheorem]

I am an idiot. I just sent an email to the three people writing my recommendations, stating that I was attaching my revised statement of purpose, and could they please be mindful of deadlines... and then I sent the damn email without the damn attachment. *bangs head on desk* So off goes Email #2, in which I apologized twice, which in retrospect was probably overkill, because I'm sure these three people have sent emails without attachments at least once in their lives, and aren't going to kill me for my oversight.

Alas, I think panic is an inherent part of the graduate school application process. I think "panic" is written in subliminally small letters on all the grad school websites and forms, and that as soon as schools find out you're applying, they start projecting radio waves toward your house that make you psycho all the time.

Screw this process.

Well. I'm not going to think about it over Thanksgiving. Jamie and I are going to Reno, and I can assure you that seeing my mother is going to be stressful enough without me freaking out about grad school while I'm there. And I'd like Jamie to enjoy the experience, even if I decide to kill my mother, WHO IS DRIVING ME CRAZY.

So. I hereby swear to attempt to relax over the weekend. Despite my building desire to murder certain unnamed housemates of mine, and the growing aggravation with the human race I'm feeling in recent weeks, I shall be calm and kind and try to purge some of my agitation from my poor system. I'm really glad I'm not consciously (is that spelled right?) in charge of most of my bodily systems, because I'd probably be shooting myself full of cortisol if I had control over that sort of thing.

Maybe I should drink more often.

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[either-or.livejournal.com]

my dad/sister/stepmom are meeting my middle-little sister in reno tomorrow! i think they're staying until thursday.

my dad/sister/stepmom live just south of lake tahoe and my other sister sally is going to school in susanville (middle-of-nowhere, CA) so reno is a logical meeting point, despite the fact that neither party lives in nevada. silly geometric geography, putting parts of nevada right in the middle of california!

as for grad school apps, i can tell you that i didn't panic once (until i was actually accepted w/no funding and then got funding for a school in connecticut and then got into UCSF from the wait-list and had to make a decision the night before i had to notify schools). panic, stress, and worry won't do anything to enhance your application. then again...i'm kind of lazy and didn't put that much into the process. but that's all the more reason for *you* to relax. your recommenders will figure it out, you've done most of the work already...

just mail it all in and forget about it. easier said than done, i know. but that's where the drinking comes in!

[oceantheorem.livejournal.com]

Ahhh... We actually decided to move to Reno because it was between things. I think Reno is very good at being between things and not much else.

Okay, okay... I'll try to stop panicking. It would really help if I could legally buy alcohol. Not that I really want to go to grad school anyway. I think that's part of the reason I'm panicking--I'm afraid that by not wanting to go, I won't put in enough effort, and then if I decide to go later I won't have the opportunity. So I'm overcompensating. Or something.

Blech.

Happy Thanksgiving! Have a good weekend!

[knighteddawn.livejournal.com]

You'd be legal in Canada. Come visit. =þ

Oh my beautiful goon!

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OH love, at least you get to see your mum for break! Haha, nah. I got to see mom when I went to San Fran, even though it was for like 1.5 hours, while we had dinner. Isn't that weird? You drive so far, to see your daughter, have dinner, and give her some gifts.
Anyway. YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL, SEXY, and SMART. WIthout alcohol. Just thought I'd share that with you. I'm appreciating your comment, and hopefully this weekend I'll get to call you. If I remember. This is a big weekend for me! (Marcus gets to ask me out on Sunday). This is it Kara...we're growing up...and eventually the goons have to get together for another picture (probably after we graduate college). I was on Bee's sight and saw that infamous picture of us from my bday party. *sigh*
Loves, prayers and alohas to you!

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[oceantheorem.livejournal.com]

I will try to call you this weekend as well!

Thank you for the encouragement; it's always wonderful to hear, and it helps get me through those moments of panic.

Congratulations on making it to this weekend! Let me know how wonderful Sunday turns out to be. :-P

Love you, Goon!
-Kara

[knighteddawn.livejournal.com]

So, anyways, Marie and I are spending Thanksgiving with the Prigoones (a missionary couple from Australia. No, they don't celebrate Thanksgiving in Australia, and I don't think the Prigoone's have ever celebrated Thanksgiving. Ever. However, Sister Prigoone does cook quite well…)

The closer we get to Thanksgiving, the more I miss grandma. I miss having the entire family together and gorging ourselves on tons and tons of food, including 30+ homemade pies and 9 gallons of grandma-made ice cream. I'm really glad I got to spend some time with her learning how to cook a little.

=[

On the up side, Marie is a natural cook, and she can make Grandma's pumpkin pie perfectly.

[oceantheorem.livejournal.com]

I miss my grandma too. I know how you feel. Somehow the world isn't the same without key lime pie for Thanksgiving.

Have a wonderful holiday! Eat a lot, write a lot, laugh a lot!