So off to see the head of the program I'm applying for. Funny how it seems like everything being done in get me into this program is very last minute, even though I had contacted her a few months back. She is the one who suggested to contact her the end of August to set up an appointment to get everything in order and so forth.
Everyday I'm see the joys of living with a moody teenager. Mini-me is a little stressed out because she starts high school on the 4th of Sept and it's coming up fast. Oh to be a little fish in the big pond again, lol all I can think of for advice is "just keep swimming, just keep swimming". Why the hell I have Dorie from Finding Nemo stuck in my head I have NO idea. She is off to go to the Fair (PNE) with a friend and her paternal grandma today, but with her attitude I just want to ground her for ever. I recall being sullen and mouthy, but I do remember that I used my increasing lexicon in order to confuse and frustrate my parents as well as hid behind my book most of the time when I was at home. I'm sure once she is adjusted into school and used to the idea that I won't be home for her all the time, things will be a bit easier. *sigh* Oh my the grow up fast.