Temporary roadblock.  Unfortunately.

We all hate hang ups and snags in our mastermind plans.  Today, I just hit my first roadblock along this application process.  It has to do with my high school.  Two years after graduating and high school is still the bane of my existence....oh the irony.  Nah, that's just a joke, high school was actually a lot of fun for me.  It's just being a bully right now.

Granite Hills, my high school, is officially back from spring break.  So, following my fool proof plan, I called the records office and requested that my transcripts be mailed to MUM, only to find out that I have to do that in person.  Now, here's the hang up: I'm in Alaska, my high school is in southern California!  We're talking so far south here, it borders Mexico!  I apologize, Granite Hills, but I happen to be a starving college kid, there is no way in heck that I'm about to spend over one thousand dollars in airline tickets just to fly back to San Diego so that I can request that you send a university my high school transcripts!

And beyond that, Granite Hills doesn't mail anyone transcripts.  Oh no, they give you the transcripts and expect you to do that yourself.  Unfortunately for me, MUM has to have transcripts that have been sent directly from the school, not from the student.  Yeah, you must be able to comprehend why I'm so frustrated.

I'm contemplating asking them if requesting that my transcripts be mailed over a video Skype conversation would be adequate enough.  I mean, that's basically like being in person; I can show them my driver's license and birth certificate and social security card over the computer and everything!

I've also called my mom and complained.....errr....ranted, about it.  She's going to see what she can get done, being the all-knowing super-human that she is.

Immediately following my disappointment with the Granite Hills records office, I called my mother just to rant aimlessly about how frustrated I was and also left a very.....crude facebook update on my profile regarding the manner.  Yes, I know, so mature, right?

But I realized something in doing that....I realized that I'm not doing anything to make the situation better.  If anything, I'm just spewing a bunch of negativity out into the world.  And the last thing this world needs is more negativity; it has enough to last for the rest of its life span.  No, what the world needs is the opposite of that, it needs more positivity.  So I'm taking this little experience as an opportunity for growth.  Instead of sitting here and stewing in my frustration, I'll think of it in positive ways, I'll imagine the situation working itself out in a timely manner.  Everything is what you make of it; so why would I make this situation any worse than it has to be?  This could be a very smooth process that could be fixed as soon as few little misunderstandings are cleared up.

Clearly, Granite Hills's records office and I are not seeing eye to eye.  Perhaps the problem is merely in miscommunication; maybe we're not really listening to each other.  I'm going to spend the rest of my day letting go of my frustration and imagining this little snag untangling itself quickly and effortlessly and then give them a call again first thing tomorrow morning.  Maybe approaching the situation from another angle without all of the frustration will help the tables to turn in my favor.

And honestly, situations are what you make of them.  This doesn't need to be a massive boulder in my road, so why should I make it one?