Tuesday, January 06, 2004

One of my consortium essays is an absolute piece of crap. I can't believe I'm the one who wrote it. It sounds like a fifth grader wrote it. "I want a red truck. A red truck is cool because it has wheels on it. Wheels are important because then the truck can move..." and so on. It's an absolute (embarrassing) disaster. I might need another story for this essay topic.

On my Wharton app package, I had one essay that wasn't as good as the others (although not nearly as horrific as the most recent monstrosity I've authored!) - it was kind of like the black sheep of the essay family. Luckily it was one of the essays in the middle. It's not that its badly written - it just doesn't stir the soul like the others. I think the package starts and ends strong... assuming it's read in order. The more I think about the Wharton app, the more naked I feel! I suppose that's a good thing, since that means the admissions committee will get a good feel for who I am. But how much will it suck if I don't get in? I've laid my soul out on paper and Wharton may just say "ding - not good enough!" I suppose its pointless to worry - but after months (yes it's been months) with no word from Stanford, I'm starting to have my doubts. Oh well back to editing essays...

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