Apr 19, 2007 22:50
After not getting accepted to Ithaca college, and sending in a desperate appeal letter saying that if I was accepted I would absolutely go there, and I would not need financial aid, the college stupidly decided to not only accept me, but to...
Give me $9000 per year.
Whaaaaaaaaaa?
I am dating for the first time in four years.
I have a job.
I have a prom date
I am being invited (literally tracked down) to be the soloist at the Greenberg theatre for the finale of the Levine School of Music spring gala
I have a sound horse
There is a cd case in front of me with my face on the cover, and my music on the tracks
Senior year is ending, and I am going to a good college that will make me happy
I have wonderful, wonderful friends
I never could have imagined.