Crimson. Tigers. Bulldogs.

It's the most thrilling, exciting, yet also stressful part of senior year: getting into college.

Those who read this blog will laugh, I can guarantee that, since what I am going to write is way beyond whimsical and seemingly far more ambitious than Hilter's attempt to find Shangri-La.

I am applying for the Big Three. That is the bombshell. At start it feels a lot more bombastic to my mind than seeing the 9/11 live on TV. You might have read this on my previous post. I'm applying to the HYP!

For those who don't know, HYP stands for Harvard, Yale, and Princeton Universities. Yeah, it's the best of the best in world, and I am trying hard to be accepted. Maybe this is my retaliation to the NYUAD failure, since that exclusive institution have the lowest acceptance rate I've ever seen (I got rejected). But this revenge to myself is sooo ambitious even I don't believe that I'm doing it.

I can't even imagine what anyone will think when they opened my Common Application. "This kid's crazy" will probably the most accurate vision of common app officials' mind. The Crimson, Tigers, and Bulldogs. Really? Okay let's see the odds: I'm not sure that I'm good essay writer. I took no AP. I have minimum knowledge about SAT compared to American students. I'm not even American. Yet I took it, I opened that common app and write those essays and took those SATs in the boldest move ever.

My ambition is bigger than reality. In order to feed my hunger of big and ambitious achievements, I will do whatever it takes to achieve it, even if I have the whole world against me. That is me. It took me a long time to realize that I have more gut than talent. Well not that I am without talent, it's just that maybe ambition is my talent. And boldness too. But I am smart enough to be bold, don't worry.

So let's just hope, since that is the only thing to be done.

The Return

"LONG TIME NO SEE!" (or write) is the only opening sentence I can find in my head right now.

It has been a decade (exaggerating) since I updated this blog, let alone write something. Why you may ask? Well, so many has been going on lately, so I barely got time to think of anything. So many? bad or good? BAD.

This is a summary of what had happened:

1. I got home from that trip to Turkey, coming home so relaxed but with clouded mind to focus on damn school.

2. I got extremely pissed off with the social situations around me. Fuck that.

3. I applied to the newly-created New York University Abu Dhabi. So I've been busy with the common application and it's supplement. But in the end it failed anyway. Hah.

4. My school scores are undergoing it's apocalypse process. There is nothing more annoying than this problem, since everyone is being so demanding lately. The school is practically blind, and mother is as conservative as always.

5. My ambitious self is taking over. I'm currently applying for the Holy Trinity of Ivy League. The Big Three. The HYP. And I'm extremely busy with all of the preparation (common app, essays, SATs, TOEFL).
*PS. God please do something so that they accept me, the three of them.

Soo, because of all of those things above, this blog is nearly forgotten. But why return now? It's simply because I need this "immerse" feeling to get back to my college essays, and I need something to put off all my emotional ranting (definitely not on tumblr, it's full of my emo ranting and people who knows me can see them clearly). So here I am, telling you the breaking news of my life (breaking, literally).