So today I've just been... mm, not really a downer or a happy person, but more of like inbetween... or stoic.. I don't know, haha.

Aanyways... a huuuuuuuge feeling came across me. So recently I've still been getting mail from my college that I rejected from New York... Like, I got on my DYC account and read up on their nursing article..............*sigh*.... sometimes I wonder if I made the right choice. Don't get me wrong, I have soo many more good reasons why I should go to Concordia, and it definitely got better now that I've been accepted into their nursing program it's just..... I don't know... I wish there was a glass ball that told your future if you took a certain path. Or when I asked people what I should do, they said, "It's your decision" or how like I had no clue what senior picture I should use, "It's your decision Shannon."  OOOOOOOOOOOooooooomigoosh! It's the first that I actually had to do it on my own... I mean, I was able to get an idea of what people think I should go for, but college and such... they totally made me do this on my own... to me it feels like this is my first big decision and I don't know how I feel about my decision... All I know is that my decisions in the past were laaaaaaaaaaame... and so I'm scared about this one. I guess I'm just sad I don't get to know how I would have been if I decided to go to New York rather than Oregon. I'm sure some people would say, "Shannon, if you were in New York, you'd get mugged.. you wouldn't have the skills to live in a state like that because you're short." Well *merrr* I would have the motivation to prove them wrong! Er.. I dunno...

Decisions suck.