Second Hand Parts

Yale looms over my shoulders like an invisible burden. My college apps have been frozen in rough draft status, for fear that if I work too hard on them and I get into Yale on thursday I'll have wasted my efforts. But then again, what if I don't get in? I'll be unable to work yet again, knowing that my top choice has knocked me off.
I wish I knew already. I can't be sure of it myself, but I'm putting money on either "deferred to regular decision" or "denied." I can't have been that great in my essays, and plenty of other people have just as good test scores as me, and better extra-curriculars.
Damn, I wish I could just settle on something.

"Let there be epoxy."

And it was good.