A Frustration Beyond Others

Writing college essays has reached the level of difficulty that makes me want to crawl back to SAT prep.  While the test prep was a mindless repetition of problems and skills, college essays are the complete opposite.  It's the process of introspection, one done in a very short amount of time, that fries my brain and leaves me crying in frustration, similar to my English class.  In both, I have never felt such a level of incompetency and muteness as I currently experience.  It's the depth of ideas that alludes me, and I've been trying to catch it ever since I (we) started the blog.  The feelings and thoughts I have are buried behind and worn away by the countless hours I've spent hidden behind the textbook or computer.  I've become the expert at regurgitation so now my ideas shallow and frankly non-existent.  Whenever I look inwardly, it seems that I've only done the things I have is to please the college admissions.  I haven't accomplished a single thing I want to do or because I was inspired to do.

As I write this post, I realize my ideas were not what I initially wanted to express, all lost after two minutes of distraction.  So now I simply sit, frustrated at my inability to form stars into constellations and move you with my words.

With that, I leave you, dear readers, as I forge on to write college essays that don't show who I truly am, but what college admissions want to see.