Midnight Impulse

learning experiences and impulsive decisions


Big Change

So I’ve been packing up and de-cluttering and getting ready for my college move.  That’s right, Addie’s getting a higher education!  At Emerson College in Boston, Massachusetts, with a major in journalism, to be exact.

I’ve been thinking about this whole move–leaving high school, the city I’ve been living in for the past seven years, my parents–it’s bringing a lot of change along with it.  So wouldn’t it make sense that this blog changed too?  For the first year in a long time, I feel like a more positive person than ever before, and I want my blog to reflect that.  The majority of my posts consist of bitching and in-depth descriptions of bad days.  It’s time that changes.  I’m going to update the blog into a positive platform more in-tune with who I’ve become, documenting change in a new city.




I got into university today!  Well, my second uni.  I got my acceptance to Northeastern University in Boston, Massachusetts and on Monday I found out I’d gotten into, drum roll please,

Emerson University!  This one was probably the one I had the highest chances of getting into but was still stressing over because I knew that I would be absolutely heartbroken if I hadn’t gotten into it.  It’s the perfect school for pursuing journalism or any writing-based major.  I’m also really excited because I got the half-tuition scholarship (as well as getting accepted into the Honours Programme) so this makes Emerson the cheapest option as well as the most academically-satisfying.

I’m still waiting on Boston University (results coming this Saturday), NYU, and Concordia U in Montreal.  I’m so excited!  It has only hit me now.  Emerson sent out an email inviting all accepted students to the freshman page of 2014.  It’s super cute, with all 1200 (as of now) accepted freshmen posting their “about me” sections, discussing favourite music, hobbies, and activities they excel at.  Maybe you’ll find me there 😉

On a separate note, I’m off to St Petersburg in Russia this week, from Saturday to Saturday–It’s the Model United Nations trip (for which I’m still writing my second resolution and policy statements like … right now.  We finally got our visas and I’m excited, plus it’s a fantastic time to visit Russia right now (isn’t ALWAYS a fantastic time to visit Russia?).  We will be attending the SPIMUN conference along with (apparently) another 450 delegates.  The neurotic that I am, I’ve already prepared my packing list and will be going last-minute clothes shopping tomorrow.

I’ve been a bit overwhelmed with schoolwork.  I was hoping to have things a bit easy this next month, but I’ve got my 30-page research paper to draft and complete, yearbook is picking up pace and needs to be finished, I have novels to read, this trip to take, a university-visiting trip later in April, and then my two AP classes to finish and study for for the May AP exams.  That plus online Latin I, in which I’m still on unit 1.  I’m so fucked.  I need better time management and perhaps less sleep (ironically, my AP Psychology class warns against purposeful sleep deprivation).

The greenhouse my friend and I got for the school has sort of turned into a disastrous project.  A local company came to the school and built it in three or four days but due to the high wind in the area, the plastic covering has been torn and ripped off the metal structure.  Along with the teachers we picked to guide us through the process, we–are–pissed.  The quality of the building was nowhere near what we expected and does not correspond to the price we paid for the structure.  The dream-turned-nightmare has become the subject of hysterics from other students who’ve seen it and a source of absolute embarrassment for me.  We called over the company today and they came and checked the thing out and decided on a second plan to rebuild it properly, so I’m really hoping that works out better than the last time.

I should be off to start my homework (40 minutes before midnight, of course).

Maybe I’ll rename the blog to Midnight Homework.  Midnight Procrastinator?  Midnight Assignments.  Hm 🙂

Off for now,


P.S.: Those of you applying now, have you heard back anything from your universities?  I really want to find people to share a boat with here 😛

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2014 Resolutions

I didn’t give much thought to them before December 31, but now I figured them out: in 2014, I aim to be less bossy.  I will work to stop nagging people to do their work (because it’s annoying and I’m a hypocrite) and I will not correct anyone’s grammatical mistakes unless asked.

I sent my common applications off to New York University and Boston University, and I must say it feels really nice to be over with them.  I now have Emerson College due on the 15th, Concordia University (Montreal) due February 1st, and John Cabot due I-honestly-have-no-idea-when.  Should probably figure that one out.

I’m upset with myself for not doing AP work like I was meant to.  I’m five units behind in two classes, and now I’m going to be even more behind because semester two of the courses (AP Psychology and Latin I) will be starting.  But what can I do?  I have no choice other than to sit down and finish my work.  

We go back to school on Tuesday (Armenian Christmas is on Monday, January 6, so they have to give us that for break) and this semester I have nine classes (out of only three required classes), three of which are online.  It’s great to know that the school internet is good enough for me to do work during school hours.  Except you know.  IT’S NOT.  So online classes=home classes.  I have after school activities everyday: Mondays and Wednesdays we have volleyball practice, Tuesdays and Fridays we have Yearbook (which I am proud to say I will be teacher-aiding during it!) and MUN on Thursdays, plus 20-minute Student Council meetings during morning break on Tuesdays.  

This semester I plan to actually spend time at the gym.  Last fall I kept on making the excuse that I have too much work to do to work out, but everyday I ended up neither exercising nor well, doing my exercises.  


Accomplishments and Hopes

I was just looking back over the post I made exactly a year ago.  It was my hopes for 2013.  Let’s keep this short with bullet points:

2012-Adelaide’s hopes for 2013-Adelaide:

  • Taking the SAT in January, May, and November CHECK
  • Worrying that my math score will be shit (it was) (680 in Critical Reading; 670 in Writing; and 540 in Math 😦 )CHECK
  • Hopes to go on the MUN trip to Amsterdam CHECK
  • Taking the AP Writing exam CHECK (but sucked, got a 3/5)
  • Touring universities over the summer NOPE DIDN’T HAPPEN
  • Sending out uni apps IN PROCESS (I have about 24 hours left till the deadline oh god fuckkkk)
  • Changing my attitude and mindset CHECK (Rather than focusing on being jealous, I’ve adopted an I-don’t-give-a-fuck attitude)
  • Write more EHHH (I make journal entries now and then …)
  • Draw more NOPE
  • Take more photographs EHHH (Not so much, but the few that I have been taking are better than my earlier works)

And there’s 2013 in accomplishments.  Oh and I also ended up taking the TOEFL recently and scored a 114/120.  Woohoo!

My hopes for 2014 are as follows:

  • Not having a mental breakdown
  • Seriously, not having a mental breakdown.
  • Keeping up with all my classes
  • Not fucking up my grades in any of my classes
  • Getting accepted into A university (any.  Please.  Oh god.)
  • Not having a mental breakdown while waiting for my acceptance/rejection letters
  • Graduating with my class in June
  • Not having a mental breakdown
  • Not pissing everyone off
  • Not having a mental breakdown throughout my first semester in university

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When You Know The Topic is Wrong

It doesn’t really feel like New Year’s today.  There’s something up with the weather.  My friend says it’s cold to celebrate while I don’t think there’s enough snow.  The house is decorated, but I haven’t been in a festive mood at all.  

My mom’s in a bad mood and I’m not sure why.  I guess she’s stressed?  There’s always a lot of cooking going on New Year’s Eve.  Plus there’s the whole finding a way to dispense the presents without the kids seeing who’s doing it.  I cleaned up the dishes and the my took my stuff off the dining table like she asked, and later I asked if there’s anything that she needs me to do, but she’s being cold and refusing me.  I hate when she does that.  

In other news, the university application deadline is tomorrow, January 1st.  Great date, really.  Thanks a bunch for whoever set that up.  I’m going to have to take Syracuse University off my list because I’m having issues with recommendation letters (long, boring story).  I suppose they weren’t really my first choice anyway.  I added Syracuse because they offered both Education and Fashion Design, which are both second-choice majors for me.  Tomorrow, I’ll be just sending in my application to New York University, my dream school that will most likely shoot me down.  Keeping that in mind, I still want to make certain what they think of me.  

On the 3rd I’m turning in my application for Boston University, my current favourite off my list.  They offer so many study options and have a really strong Journalism programme.  Unfortunately, I missed the scholarship deadline by a month due to being stupid and not checking beforehand.  

I still haven’t written my personal statement.  I don’t know what I’m waiting for.  I’d originally went for the “background story” option that the Common Application offers, but the story just isn’t right.  I can’t lead it into the right direction (not that I know where that is) so I figure I should choose a different topic entirely and start over.  You know you’ve picked the wrong topic when you cannot bring yourself to work with it.


Happy New Year to you all and hope to be seeing you in 2014!

Adelaide Martin

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Uni Apps need motivation that I don’t have

For every single morning of the past week, I’ve been waking up everyday with the single foreboding thought of university applications.  Dun dun dunnnn.  It’s awful how I spend my first waking moment thinking of that.  Yet I proceed to spend the day not doing any work on them.  I’m applying to six universities: my dream school, New York University (NY); Four schools that are in my range, being Boston University (MA), Emerson College (MA), Syracuse University (NY), and Concordia University in Montreal, Canada.  My safe school is a liberal arts place in Rome, Italy, called John Cabot University.  

I’ve got my two teacher recommenders down, my Common App all filled out, and my test scores in.  Now I’ve just got to do my personal statement and fill in the individual supplementary essays for each school.  Woohoo.  

I really really don’t want to.

Merry Christmas to all you who celebrate,

Happy normal day for the rest who don’t.

Lazily yours,


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Three Days=Week

Been out all day around people the last three days.  Ugh.  People.  I stayed after school for a Model United Nations meeting on Thursday, then stayed another half hour helping decorate our Student Council-hosted haunted house for school Halloween.  I got home and got dressed for trick-or-treating around the neighbourhood with kids from my class (yes, seniors trick-or-treat too) and this was the first time I’d been with a large group.  Those of us remaining got home at about 9 and at 10 I started baking banana muffins for the Student Council bake sale the next day.  I baked two dozen muffins before I felt like collapsing, so I ended up waking up the next morning at 6:30 to bake another two dozen.  Miraculously, I did finish baking the next morning (Friday). 

On Friday I went to school as normal and spent half the day again decorating.  Later I went home for an hour to grab my costume, then came back to school again to set up for the Halloween event (on Nov. 1, not Oct. 31).  The event started at 6, and the StuCo members proceeded to spend an hour in the haunted house “scaring” little kids (there were a few criers all below the age of 6, but the rest weren’t scared one bit).  Needless to say, my throat was super sore this morning when I woke up at 6 AM.

Why would I wake up at 6 AM on a Saturday, you ask?  Well for the sake of the SAT of course!  Today was the last time I ever have to waken up at this god forsaken hour anxious for the test that will determine where I go to college.  The day was full of tradition: I was with the same group of kids from my class that were there last time in May; I had the same lady proctor who’d been monitoring my test-taking since the first time I took the SAT in January; and as always, after the test, we went out for burgers at the best place in town.  Finishing the SAT came with the greatest sense of relief.  I can’t believe I’m done!  Forever!  This test has been haunting me since January of this year and now I’m finally done and I no longer have to ever worry about–not–studying for it.  This dread has been lifted and now I can go on with my life, saving my anxiety for other aspects of academia!  Scores come out in 21 days and I’m really excited.  I feel I did well on this one 🙂

I hope any of you who took it today had a good one, I think this test was one of the easier ones.