Just sent in my three applications for congressional nominations pre-West Point. Both NJ senators and my district's representative– I gotta contend with the whole state of New Jersey for 10 nominations per Congressman, just to get "permission" to apply to USMA. Sweet shit the anxiety is mounting. I hope my mom can keep her shit together so I can actually focus on my apps and schoolwork next semester, cause she is wired at the moment and it's getting really hard to keep it from getting to me. . On the other hand, my best friends who are all seniors are pretty much on their way out to college within a month, and I'm gonna be the lone kid in the crew who has yet to graduate. God damn, we had some crazy fucking fun together, really gonna miss these dudes– anybody ever spend two days downing Glenlivet your friend's parents gave her, so she can spend her 18th partying in the mansion they left her since September? Anyway, considering this is real life, things are really surreal nowadays.