Some days....just get under your skin.

• Mine started with waking up before my alarm which I never appreciate.
• Then I was texting someone who was not cooperating with my queries.
• Sophie and Mumma come to my room and tell me that Sophie's friend Becki, oh and Meghan are all coming over. Meghan lives up the street, Becki somewhere else not in Pelham. What this means to me is my house gets noisy. It means I cannot walk around in my house wearing glasses and pjs. I COULD but I don't want to, I don't feel comfortable doing that (Actually, I could if it was Meghan. Pretty much no one else).
• I was bored and decided to see the mileage from my house to Nashua Community College (a place I've been considering). It was 9.6 or something.
• I thought I'd find out about Salem Hesser while I was already on it, 4.9 miles.
• I decided to call Hesser and see if I could get some information about the school (ignore the fact that a year ago I was accepted into the Nashua branch of this school and ended up saying no because I thought college just wasn't going to happen).
• I made an appointment for Monday to talk to a nice sounding lady named Cynthia from Admissions who would talk with me, show me around, etc.
• I got some answers to my texts from this morning. Finally.
• I had a fight with my mom. Of course.
• Settled the fight.
• I did the housework I needed to do today.
• I went on the computer and started looking at Hesser stuff.
• Found something I'd want to go there for, that I should've already figured out. I love doing it.
• Mum starts looking at Hesser on her computer.
• She tells me that the program I want is only available at the Manchester Hesser - 16 miles away.
• She also says that its unlikely I'll find a job in that type of work because those jobs aren't plentiful. How does she know???
• FML!

I'm back at square one, googling colleges in the Southern New Hampshire area.

And yet again, I suddenly don't know what I want to go to college for. I don't know what the SMART thing it is to go to college for.

Why is this so difficult? If I find something I want to do, why can't I just go to school for it and do it? Why are there so many roadblocks?

I'm very frustrated.