ahhh so ironic...
so, the other day i was outside cutting the grass when my sister handed me my mail. amongst wilkes reminders and junk mail, i found one addressed to me in my handwriting--or my old, more juvenile, valley girl-ish handwriting. then it clicked. it was the letter we all wrote to ourselves in 8th grade english class about our goals in life. i never forgot about it, because i'm a huge nerd, so i eagerly ripped open the letter.
i figured it would be about meeting the perfect guy, since i was absolutely boy crazy in middle school...or getting good grades, but no. we had to write three goals for ourselves. and these were mine:
1.) get accepted to either Duke University or the University of North Carolina (and i did! i didn't apply to Duke, but i got into UNC!..that's been my dream since i was like 11)
2.) chicken out of going there because it's so far from my family. i dont want to chicken out, but i know me and i know i will. (again, how ironic is that?! even though it was more about the money than "chickening out", but hey)
3.) go to a medical college close to home to be a pediatrician (i'm going to Wilkes! for physical therapy, but that's close enough!)
mandy got her letter and she wrote something like "be driving an orange VW bug". that girl was obsessed with the color orange. haha...<3
too cute.