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I didn't get in.

My future as I knew it is over.

I will be attending TCU. If I get in there.

And I won't.

Everything I dreamed up in my head is over. The end. Finished. Please insert another quarter.

My parents spent more than a hundred thousand dollars on 13 years of private school and I couldn't get into SMU.

Obviously I failed. I let everyone down. I should be more like Monse. Keep lower expectations, than I'll be happy.

But I know I can't. I have such high expectations for myself. Such huge, high expectations. Because I'm a pthetic, stupid little girl who thinks she's something.

And again I'm nothing.

I will never be appreciated for what I am, different makes you a FREAK- not special, I will never achieve any of my goals, I will always hang on to the edge of mediocrity.

As I have said many times in my life-

There are two types of people in the world: Those who do not deserve anything but work hard and achieve it.

And those who deserve everything but everything works against them so they never achieve anything.

The former is confident and the latter is usually complacent, happy with mediocrity and non-achievement. I foolishly hope and wish that I may have misstaken myself and am one of the former, but I am not.

I have not accepted myself for what I am. A failure.

I am a failure.

A failure with money.

But a failure.

A complete and utter fiasco.