Stop and Smell the College Applications, er, I mean Roses

I'm writing this post not just for myself, but for all my fellow seniors who are struggling with college applications. Some of us don't know where we're applying yet and haven't even started, others still need to get letters of recommendations, and some people, like me, just have to write what feels like a million different essays.

Not overwhelmed yet? I'll keep going. Your guidance counselor not only has to deal with your application, but at least fifty others as well. The teachers who write the best letters of recommendation and are the best at reviewing and editing college essays only have so much time on their hands. And while all this is going on, you have your regular school work, maybe some ECE or AP classes. You're probably doing some sort of activity after school, be it a sport, marching band, or drama club. You might also have a job, just so you'll be able to pay for whatever ridiculously expensive college it is that you end up going to. Not to mention, you still have to find the time to eat, sleep, and watch "Breaking Bad." 

Now maybe, you're feeling a little stressed out. Perhaps, you might even feel like Walter White here;

But don't turn to a life of crime and awesome one liners so easily! Yes, it's stressful. Yes, it's a giant pain. And yes, even if you do get in, you'll be paying tens of thousands of dollars that you could have spent at Chipotle (which is way better than Moe's). 

Do whatever I do when I get stressed about college applications. Just stop, take a deep breath, and think about all the benefits that will come if you do a great job on your application. Imagine going to your dream school, be it in New York City, Alaska, or even here in Connecticut. And most importantly, think about how good you'll feel when it's all over. Yes, it's a lot of work. But everyone has to do it, and in the end it will be worth it, especially if all the schools that you're applying to are on the common application (If that's the case, I envy you). 

So, buckle down, get them done, and go eat an awesome breakfast to reward yourself. Hell, maybe even Flynn here will join you.

Hello!

So, I'm not entirely sure why, but today I decided to start writing a blog. In fact, I couldn't have made this decision at a worse time, considering I have about a dozen other things I absolutely need to get done. Of course, blogging isn't one of them. But in an example of fantastic procrastination, here I am blogging. Isn't that great? Now, some of you may be wondering about the title of my blog, "The Missing Fingernail." Obviously it's a play on words. We've all heard of the phrase "the missing link."Which according to Wikipedia (a fantastic research engine, you may not have heard of it) is a non-scientific term for any transitional fossil, especially one connected with human evolution. Fascinating. And it went well with the fact....

...*gasp* that I don't have a fingernail on my left index finger! I get a wide range of reactions when people notice this unique feature about me, from fascination to repulsion. It's always interesting, especially when little kids notice. How did I lose my fingernail, you ask? It was in a horrific shark attack. 

Just kidding! I was born without it. I apologize to anyone who did lose a fingernail in a shark attack, I did not mean to mock your pain. And sorry that I'm not smiling in that picture, I didn't realize that my face was in the camera. Whoops! I'm too lazy to retake it, though.