These days and College
::clears throat for the billionth time today::
So over the course of the past 24hrs, my physical health has gone from just tired to tired, drained, and nasty coughness. ::coughs like a madman:: Hm..madman. What do they cough like anyway? I should say ::coughs up brains:: Yes, thats better.
So I woke up today. Fortunately. But all I have been doing is laying down like a whale. It's like I can't get enough sleep. I feel so lazy and bummish. I may be getting sick, but I dont want to. My spanish presentation is next week and I wanna go to Aerobics Monday. I dont wanna get sick!!!!! Bah!!
In lighter news, my college future is looking up. Wednesday I got my acceptance letter from Emory University. Woot! Woot! Many people say I can't go wrong with the school. It's great academically. Not too small. Nor too big. Not too far away from home, but far enough. Has an excelling debate program. Tis very diverse, like 40% non-Caucasian. And its located in the great city of Atlanta which has tons of opporutnity and great weather.
Emory is my first choice and my dream school. My parents like the school a lot and they also like it because my brother Jason, once called "Cuddles" in high school, lives down there. I guess that is a plus. I don't really talk to him much. The extent of our relationship before he left home was like this following scenario:
Jason, a stout boy, age 14, well-fed, with an occupied look about him , eating chips and watching television as usual. Candice, a young girl with pigtails, age 7 comes by out of boredome.
Jason: "You suck, ignoramous!!:"
Candice: "No, I don't, stupid head!!"
Jason: "Cry baby!"
Candice: "I'm not a cry baby. You are, ugly!!"
Jason: "Cry baby!!!" ::does hand gesture as if he were a baby::
Candice: "I'm telling! I hate you!" ::storms out of room all upset::
Yes, me and Jason's relationship has greatly improved these days. It now consists of love and gift giving during holidays. It may even get better someday if we talk more. There are some barriers though. Meh. symblings. They are crazy.
I think I have made up my mind though about Emory. The assitant dean of admissions at Northwestern sent me a little letter today saying that they are impressed with my application and I should just relax and enjoy the rest of senior year. I think that means I am accepted, but I'm sticking with Emory. Northwestern=huge and I need a smaller environment, one in which I wont be a number.
I have to work on money however. Emory is need-blind based institute, which is cool. I do have a need for dinero like crazy. I have to send in my mom's W2s and 1040s and all that jazz. My FAFSA though is like a tattered road with potholes about it. I keep having to make corrections and shit. I want it to be done! All of it! Blah! Scholarship journey must commence, which reminds me I need to go do one right now.
Me=excited despite sickliness. Aww, Mikael just did the sweetest thing for me. As I have been sprawlled about on the couch all day, he has noticed my lack of energy and sickness. He got me an alka-seltzer which tasted horrible because it was like lemon flavored, but thats ok. The thought of wellness overides the grossness a bit.
I should go now. I've rambled enough and you know me--I could ramble a bunch more, too, about any and everything.
So over the course of the past 24hrs, my physical health has gone from just tired to tired, drained, and nasty coughness. ::coughs like a madman:: Hm..madman. What do they cough like anyway? I should say ::coughs up brains:: Yes, thats better.
So I woke up today. Fortunately. But all I have been doing is laying down like a whale. It's like I can't get enough sleep. I feel so lazy and bummish. I may be getting sick, but I dont want to. My spanish presentation is next week and I wanna go to Aerobics Monday. I dont wanna get sick!!!!! Bah!!
In lighter news, my college future is looking up. Wednesday I got my acceptance letter from Emory University. Woot! Woot! Many people say I can't go wrong with the school. It's great academically. Not too small. Nor too big. Not too far away from home, but far enough. Has an excelling debate program. Tis very diverse, like 40% non-Caucasian. And its located in the great city of Atlanta which has tons of opporutnity and great weather.
Emory is my first choice and my dream school. My parents like the school a lot and they also like it because my brother Jason, once called "Cuddles" in high school, lives down there. I guess that is a plus. I don't really talk to him much. The extent of our relationship before he left home was like this following scenario:
Jason, a stout boy, age 14, well-fed, with an occupied look about him , eating chips and watching television as usual. Candice, a young girl with pigtails, age 7 comes by out of boredome.
Jason: "You suck, ignoramous!!:"
Candice: "No, I don't, stupid head!!"
Jason: "Cry baby!"
Candice: "I'm not a cry baby. You are, ugly!!"
Jason: "Cry baby!!!" ::does hand gesture as if he were a baby::
Candice: "I'm telling! I hate you!" ::storms out of room all upset::
Yes, me and Jason's relationship has greatly improved these days. It now consists of love and gift giving during holidays. It may even get better someday if we talk more. There are some barriers though. Meh. symblings. They are crazy.
I think I have made up my mind though about Emory. The assitant dean of admissions at Northwestern sent me a little letter today saying that they are impressed with my application and I should just relax and enjoy the rest of senior year. I think that means I am accepted, but I'm sticking with Emory. Northwestern=huge and I need a smaller environment, one in which I wont be a number.
I have to work on money however. Emory is need-blind based institute, which is cool. I do have a need for dinero like crazy. I have to send in my mom's W2s and 1040s and all that jazz. My FAFSA though is like a tattered road with potholes about it. I keep having to make corrections and shit. I want it to be done! All of it! Blah! Scholarship journey must commence, which reminds me I need to go do one right now.
Me=excited despite sickliness. Aww, Mikael just did the sweetest thing for me. As I have been sprawlled about on the couch all day, he has noticed my lack of energy and sickness. He got me an alka-seltzer which tasted horrible because it was like lemon flavored, but thats ok. The thought of wellness overides the grossness a bit.
I should go now. I've rambled enough and you know me--I could ramble a bunch more, too, about any and everything.