GSP

Apparently, today is the prolonged day that many, including myself, have been waiting for. Yes, I am talking about the letters which were supposed to have been sent off from Frankfurt the Friday prior – the letter that informs 13 students from our school whether or not we have been accepted into the Governors Scholar Program (GSP). It would be lies if I reported not feeling anxious or not being nervous. So many things depend on this program, and it’s not an exaggeration to say that my life depends on it.

Either way, supposedly, my parents said they would be proud of me. I, on the other hand, would have a sense of defeat and feel hopeless. No doubt that for the weeks following I would most likely exhibit a loss of interest in any of my activities and I wouldn’t be working to my fullest potential. In preparation I have requested the following week off of school. Unfortunately I didn’t manage to remember to ask the week of which I received the later, where the effects would be more visible, but these troubles, I imagine, won’t pass easily.

I am a little troubled by the fact that, according to one of my friends, the guidance councilors are indeed informed of the results and refuse to release them. It really puts teenagers in a feeling of anxiety which shouldn’t be experienced at such an age. I am under the impression that kids our age should spend their time running about, exploring the world and expressing themselves, not fretting over a summer program that has a huge impact on their life.