Bella Week 4

Do you ever feel stressed- okay maybe that’s an obvious answer- but I don’t know. Lately all I hear is “college this, college that” and frankly, it’s exhausting. Seriously, I get it- talk about getting stuff thrown in my face. Okay yes, I realize I sound angsty, but here I am on my 4th rewrite of my college essay, and it’s still not up to par. Basically we’re being told to capture ourselves within 650 words- essentially placing us in a box. I have so much I want to write, so many things I want to explain and spark something, some emotions within others and yet how in the world am I supposed to do that within 650 words? Seriously! I swear, to say I’m stressed would be an understatement if anything I’m having an existential crisis over here; that may be an exaggeration but let’s just roll with it. There’s just so much I want to write and yet I feel unable to do so, this might sound weird, but I almost want to write yet another version of my essay, but solely for myself. A little secret per-say, a special gift to myself where I can fully express everything I want to say- no boxes or limits. Just me, the raw and vulnerable me.