Phew, I feel better today. I sent the school an e-mail telling them that my application was a mistake, and I asked them to delete it, so they did. They were really nice about it and didn't ask any useless questions. The only reason my parents would be mad at me would be for sending an application without their consent. I no longer want do die; I love my life. I realize that my fears of failure are just an aspect of my natural perfectionism. I think everything's going to be a-okay after all.