Oh you like swimming?
Writing?
Reading?
Drawing?
Horse-back riding?
Cooking?
Sculpting?
Listen carefully: I. Don't. Care.
This is high school. That was cute in elementary. But get your stuff together and be serious. If you can't put it on a college application, then listen carefully: I. Don't. CARE. Your teachers don't care. The college board doesn't care. Your parents probably don't care. And neither should you.
Forget the "cute stuff". Sure, some of the activities from above can be put on a college app. But honestly?
I. DON'T. CARE.
You're life is over.
Isn't impressive? Forget. It. MOVE ON. Because from now on, everything you ever say, do, hear, see, or breathe will be:
College.
College.
CO.
LLEGE.
That is your new vocabulary.
All our lives we are encouraged to pursue our own interests. "Explore our true selves." But we reach a certain age, whether you've reached it or not, where that stops mattering. Where your life becomes grades. Where you eat, sleep and breathe GPAs. AP classes. All that fun stuff. Where your summer vacation is a less a vacation, and more a time for you to find other things you can do that you can "Put on your college essays". And that age is getting younger and younger. High school. Now even junior high. Who knows what the future will be like?
"You like Care Bear coloring books? I don't care, Kindergartener. YOU CAN'T PUT THAT ON YOUR COLLEGE APPS."
So you like something that you can't put on your "college resume"?
I don't care.