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Tuesday, September 10, 2013

Dear U.S. Postal Service,

Umm. Do I need to send you my address again?

I used to think growing up was all a bunch of secret formulas and processes and numbers that I simply didn't know yet. Someday, of course, someone would send me a nice thick packet with all kinds of instructions on how to apply for jobs and pay for college and taxes and how insurance works and other such things.

Well, here I am, typing in the required information into the Common App to send to Stanford and William and Mary, but I keep having to skip blanks because the packet hasn't arrived yet.

Were you just misinformed? Or is it on its way? If you could just shoot me an email as to when it's getting here that would be great, because I can't really get started on my essays until I know how this whole 'life' thing is supposed to work.

Thanks.

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