so… WOW! that was most awkward experience of my life and that’s saying a lot because i feel like my life is just a string of awkward moments. anyway! marc and i were at target and being the cheap shopper i am noticed there were bras on sale for like $9. that’s such a good deal so i grab like 10 of them and they are.. well.. enormous.. and when you figure there’s like ten...
pretty sure all i can say is awesome. →
just five more days until marcos and i are officially on our way to the happiest place on earth… our true love— DISNEYLAND! to celebrate our love of this glorious place and share some of our disney trivia and knowledge (we are disney NERDS!) we thought we’d count down the days with posts about our 5 favorite rides…. especially since last time we didn’t tell anyone...
ONE WEEK UNTIL WE REACH THE HAPPIEST PLACE ON...
help me choose: vote on your favorite!
since i’m completely unable to make decisions i figured throwing it out onto the web would be the best way of solving my problem! i need to turn in a picture for my photo class.. no guidelines, just a photo that’s pretty/creative/whatever. so… my question is… which one is your favorite? i’d love any and all feedback! even if it’s that all of these suck—...
arcade fire, you are brilliant. →
CLICK IT. you know you want to….
a little shout out to a certain mrs. morrison and...
because, kids, sterling scholar is worth it and mrs. morrison is the bees knees and the cat's meow.
you know why? because i got a bill the other day for $13,075. yes, you read that right. that's thirteen thousand and seventy-five dollars for one semester.
first, my heart stopped. then my breathing. then i passed out for a while. and then i woke up screaming and staring at those numbers on the bill. thirteen thousand dollars! i can't imagine.
luckily my fears proved to be unnecessary as they'd simply forgot to factor in my scholarship. (i pay $210 a semester for fees and that's it. big difference between that and $13,075.)
but in that moment when all i could think was "i lost my scholarship. what happened?? thirteen thousand dollars. my hell. what am i going to do?" it was awful. i can't imagine spending that kind of money twice a year and i know most everyone at that school is-- whether through their parents, some loans, or some serious grants. but jeez. i couldn't ever do that.
so. that moment of pure fear and panic will hopefully keep my eye on the prize-- keeping my grades high enough to keep this scholarship for the next 2 years. so, in a weird way i'm really glad i had that scare. it's easy to take what i have for granted and get lax with my studies. but this will hopefully scare all that laziness right out of my system because i never want to get a bill like that for real.
and it filled me with gratitude for the opportunity this has given me. westminster is a great school and i'm extraordinarily blessed to be able to attend classes there and receive my education. i don't think i could ever thank mrs. morrison enough for talking me into doing sterling scholar and keeping me motivated through the countless mornings, evenings, class times, and weekends i spent at the school putting together my portfolio. (sorry if this is beginning to sound like an oscar speech...) i just really can't believe how much it all payed off. but seriously. wow. i feel so incredibly blessed and i can't even imagine...
so. moral of the story. do sterling scholar. work your tush off and someday you'll get a little scholarship paper that is worth over $100,000. it's a crazy feeling and it's something that you'll be grateful for the rest of your life. i know that it changed my life. i would have headed down to southern utah and then who knows when or how i would have met marcos or anything....
so... mrs. morrison. thank you. thank you thank you thank you.
(oh... and sorry for the cheese factor that is oozing from this post.)
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The moon went slowly down in chastened loveliness; she departed like some sweet bride into her chamber, and long veil-like shadows crept up the sky through which the stars peeped shyly out. Soon, however, they too began to pale before a splendour in the east, and then the quivering footsteps of the dawn came rushing across the new-born blue, and shook the high stars from their...