shouldn't be rocket science

The mail arrives.  Albert walks out to the front yard and opens the mail box to be greeted by the hard copy of his acceptance letter to UCI. 

A few days ago he had received UCLA’s admission decision; “we regret to inform you…” was burned into his eyes like sunspots.  His feelings of the rejection bounced back and fourth, up and down the spectrum; at first he was glad he wasn’t accepted - Irvine suited him much better.  And then feelings of bitterness, anger, resentment, sadness, and regret came crashing in.  He felt he was not intelligent, not worth much, not worth anything. 

But it was for the best.  “You make the most of of what you receive and there’s no time to look back”, he told himself.  Also he will be surrounded by close friends and family in Irvine and Irvine really does suit him better.

He carefully opens the envelope standing out in the sunny front yard; his outlook of the future is optimistic.  He walks back insi-….

Albert’s command station (computer) at the Nguyen residence.  There are textbooks and papers scattered across the desk and keyboard.  On the computer screen, left opened, is his acceptance letter posted on UCI’s website.  Having finally been accepted, he had something to look forward too - for once.  After a lackluster performance during winter quarter, he decided to perform at least mediocre in academics during his last quarter.  He shuffles between books and-…

Albert had a realization of two things: first, that he was no longer satisfied with the direction his tumblr was going and second, he no longer needed to continue the tumblr for the reason which he started tumbling. 

He deleted it in the spring of his 19th year and began anew; he typed with p-  …