the most amazing analogy ever… almost

i guess deciding whether to accept the graduate school offer at illinois or (keep) waiting around to see if georgetown might possibly let me in is like deciding whether you want to go out with the cute, shy, nerdy boy in the corner or try to persuade the hot, popular guy that you are in fact worth his time. on one hand, the shy guy wants you so much and yeah, he is kinda cute and sweet and you know he’s gonna treat you well. but on the other hand, damn it, you want the hot guy so much and why can’t he just want you back? fuck you georgetown, why can’t you just want me back? i’m pretty and i give good head…. to universities.
 
i do have a history of going with the shy guy… it’s nice to be wanted and he’s just so damn nice. but not recently, rencently my standards are fucking high and will stay that way. yet i think i might go with illinois anyway. they’re so warm and georgetown is so cold to me and illinois wants me so much and they are really much better than the nerdy guy with back acne. they have a lot to offer me. a lot a lot. but they’re not georgetown, damn it! maybe i wanted georgetown to accept me just so i could reject them, i don’t know. who secretly doesn’t want to reject the hot guy that they know they’re not really good enough for?