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It basically cannot get any busier.
Fordham application went out today. My happiness, nay, my being, is riding on a folder now in the hands of a underpaid postal worker.
BUT! got my SAT scores back - 1360 baby! I don't think I could have done too much better on a Saturday morning. I hope it makes up for me slacking the majority of my junior year, but I suppose I will soon see (Fordham is supposed to reply before Christmas. *bitting nails off begins NOW*)
Between school, work, and the 15 hours of dancing I do every week, it seems I can barely fit anything else in.
doesn't it kick ass?
Fordham application went out today. My happiness, nay, my being, is riding on a folder now in the hands of a underpaid postal worker.
BUT! got my SAT scores back - 1360 baby! I don't think I could have done too much better on a Saturday morning. I hope it makes up for me slacking the majority of my junior year, but I suppose I will soon see (Fordham is supposed to reply before Christmas. *bitting nails off begins NOW*)
Between school, work, and the 15 hours of dancing I do every week, it seems I can barely fit anything else in.
doesn't it kick ass?