being indecisive

stinks. trying to decide whether to study abroad for a year or just spring semester isn't something you can just sleep on, hoping your subconscious will somehow (ir)rationally make your decision for you.

i have just spent an hour going weighing pros and cons. it's coming to the point where i'm peeved with myself for being so nitpicky.

essentially, if i don't apply for full-year oxbridge, i will probably not get accepted by pembroke college in cambridge for spring semester (unless they happen to have a place AND i happen to be the best english candidate at brown which is unlikely). in that case i will go to university of york. york is nice, but i confess that even its quaint shops and friendly, well-structured visting student program can't compete with oxbridge. plus it's so far away from london and cambridge! knowing ritz she wouldn't tear herself away from economics essays for a 5 hour train ride up to visit me.