WHAT IF.

I got into both my dream schools.
No, not one. But two.
NYU and Sarah Lawrence.
By now you must be like, "Why is this slut so stupid and annoying? Why ain't she jumpin' in the air like a dayum kangaroo?"
WHY? BECAUSE I HAVE TO CHOOSE.
Boohoo, yeah, I need a cookie, whatever.
Yes, yes, children are dying in Africa and I'm crying over choosing between two top notch schools.
I geddit, I'm a selfish bitch.
BUT right now, I don't care. I don't feel guilty.
4 years of my life depend on this.
My entire career might depend on this.
I can't pick the wrong one.
How do I pick the right school for me?
How does one decide between two dreams?
Your most cherished dreams.
Only one. Pick one.
Can you?
Is it easy?
Will your heart break?
Your eyesight blur with salt and water?
Over memories that didn't take place?
People you would've met had you chosen the other path?
Would that path have been better?
Or worse?
What will you choose.
What will you do.

I'm such a drama queen.
Love,
Tall Confused Girl.