This is all so exciting
So I'm almost officially a college girl.
Graduation is soon, and I'm getting all nostalgic, but that's okay, I guess. Now that I don't actually have to deal with high school anymore, I can say I had a lot of fun. I'm going to be the one at graduation crying the whole time. So's my mom. It runs in the family.
In other news, I got my Penn housing information. I have a roomate and a room! So of course, I'm very nervous as to what kind of person this "Molly F. Petrilla" is going to be like. Every time I try to imagine her one way, my subconscious says, well she could be the exact opposite also. Maybe she's Catholic. Or Black, or Latina. Or all three. Maybe she'll be a big dork who needs to sleep at 10:00pm every night. Maybe *I'll* be the dork who needs to sleep early. Maybe she'll hate me, or maybe she'll like me in that really creepy way that says "I'm clingy." Maybe she'll hate all my friends. Maybe I'll hate all of hers. Maybe she'll have a boyfriend (or girlfriend) who comes to visit every Friday night for a booty call. I'm just trying to work out all the possibilities so I won't be surprised when she actually is one of those things. Hopefully, above all else, she'll be someone I can live with (or at least sleep in the same room with) for 10 months.
Oh, and I officially have a new identity. And by identity, I mean an email address. It's (and this is hard to remember people) JoLebow@sas.upenn.edu, which is really cool because I'll be able to remember it, and it's actually one of my names, not one of the weird rearrangements they offered me on the website. Anyway, I'm excited.
T minus 2 days untill graduation. My grandmother bought me a dress (as in, I went shopping, and she paid) which is very pretty and Mom says "flattering." I keep waiting for the real seniors to show up at graduation rehersal and kick us out for being imposters. We're too young to be graduating. eeek!
Graduation is soon, and I'm getting all nostalgic, but that's okay, I guess. Now that I don't actually have to deal with high school anymore, I can say I had a lot of fun. I'm going to be the one at graduation crying the whole time. So's my mom. It runs in the family.
In other news, I got my Penn housing information. I have a roomate and a room! So of course, I'm very nervous as to what kind of person this "Molly F. Petrilla" is going to be like. Every time I try to imagine her one way, my subconscious says, well she could be the exact opposite also. Maybe she's Catholic. Or Black, or Latina. Or all three. Maybe she'll be a big dork who needs to sleep at 10:00pm every night. Maybe *I'll* be the dork who needs to sleep early. Maybe she'll hate me, or maybe she'll like me in that really creepy way that says "I'm clingy." Maybe she'll hate all my friends. Maybe I'll hate all of hers. Maybe she'll have a boyfriend (or girlfriend) who comes to visit every Friday night for a booty call. I'm just trying to work out all the possibilities so I won't be surprised when she actually is one of those things. Hopefully, above all else, she'll be someone I can live with (or at least sleep in the same room with) for 10 months.
Oh, and I officially have a new identity. And by identity, I mean an email address. It's (and this is hard to remember people) JoLebow@sas.upenn.edu, which is really cool because I'll be able to remember it, and it's actually one of my names, not one of the weird rearrangements they offered me on the website. Anyway, I'm excited.
T minus 2 days untill graduation. My grandmother bought me a dress (as in, I went shopping, and she paid) which is very pretty and Mom says "flattering." I keep waiting for the real seniors to show up at graduation rehersal and kick us out for being imposters. We're too young to be graduating. eeek!