Today is the day I find out whether or not i have been accepted to harvard. At some point this morning, an email will go out in cambridge that could possibly affect thecourse of my life. isn't that an odd thought? thecontents of this email will definitely affect me. i just don't know how, yet. if i've been accepted, i'll rejoice, but then i will face the decision of whether or not i really want to go to harvard. if i'm not accepted, then i have the joyous task of dealing with such self-recriminations and disappointment that naturally accompanies such rejections.

meghan made me a support basket of stuff to cheer me if i dont get in and make me happier if i do. she made popcorn and brownies and there's lotion anda cosmogirl and a scrapbook of attractive men for me to look at. and two letters--one for if i get in and one for if i dont.

oh yes, the math test. i should go study now. you know, in case i do go to harvard and i somehow need to know logarithms.