On Wednesday of last week the entire tenth grade was bused to the career fair. Wait, I think I should capitalize that, and perhaps add some inflection: CAREEEEER fair. WHAT YOU’RE GOING TO DO WITH YOUR LIIIIIFE fair.
For two hours, I entertained myself by collecting and color-coordinating pamphlets, filling in applications for a varied series of sweepstakes and classifying the free candies into groups according to taste, color, consistency and overall appearance. All in all, clearly an enriching experience.
Things I have wanted to do “when and if I grow up”: evolutionary psychology, biological anthropology, political science, economics, criminology, learn to properly justify Word documents without those yucky spaces in the middle of sentences.
HI! MY NAME IS EMMA! MY LIFE IS TOTALLY UNPLANNED (WITH THE EXCEPTION OF THE FEW HANDWRITTEN SWOT ANALYSES MY FATHER HAS MADE FOR ME. NOTE THAT HERE, “FEW” MEANS “SEVERAL HUNDRED”.)
AND I HAVE NOT SPONTANEOUSLY COMBUSTED. LIFE IS OKAY. LIFE IS GLORIOUS.
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