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[shiyouxdaemon]

So, Monica got her acceptance letter. I should be happy, I shouldn't be petty, but I don't think I got in and it hurts me so much that she did. She decided in the span of a week that she wanted to go into it. It took me two years to realize I was good enough to at least have a shot at it. She bitched and whined about how she'd never get in, now

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[shiyouxdaemon]

If I don't get in, my parents are going to make me go to UPEI - which has nothing I'm interested in. They're not letting me go back to school to grade up, and they're not letting me move out. I'll be working with them at either the goddamn potatoes all year or fishing.

If I do go to UPEI, I can move out, but all the money I have saved up for this course is going toward that one. And it's money I'm very doubtful I'll be able to get back.

[shiyouxdaemon]

and I guess more than that I'm just bothered at the fact that she decided in, a week is putting it generously, a few days that she was going to go for it and spend only two months on her portfolio. I spent the better part of the year working on it. I still spent all my time comforting and reassuring her that she'd get in.

Now that the shoe is on the other foot, she's basically just like, "Well, whatever. If you get in, you get in. If not suck it up." And not in the 'i'm concerned for you it'll be okay' way, in the 'I really don't give two shits since I got what I wanted' way.

But we established a long time ago that this is fairly normal behavior for all of my friends.

[saturate]

I wish I could say something comforting on this subject, but I know I really can't. I hope you get accepted, but if you don't it's not the end of the world (or a good career by a longshot). It's about trying, and trying again, and not letting this bring you down.