What comes to mind first when you hear the word “bright?” The sun? Christmas lights? My face when I watch Newsies? …ok, well my face would more light up than be bright, but you understand what I was getting at. I was going to take a picture of a light or something for today’s bright picture, but instead I decided to interpret bright as being smart. And who’s smart? Well, me. At least colleges think so.
I GOT ACCEPTED! LOOK AT MY ACCEPTANCE LETTER THAT I MADE SURE TO NOT INCLUDE THE NAME OF THE COLLEGE ON SO YOU CAN’T STALK ME! ASDLFHASDFLKJSHDFL. If my excitement could be expressed in a word, that would be it. Also, don’t be a stalker. Unless said stalkee is Joseph Gordon-Levitt or anyone from the St. Louis Cardinals team. Then it’s perfectly acceptable.
I might have made a dumb mistake when I was applying to colleges. I… uhhh… only applied to one. In my defense, there weren’t many colleges that were exactly what I was looking for in a school. I wanted to be within driving distance from home, it had to have a nursing school, and not cost a billion dollars, since my parents have quite a few more kids after me to put through college. There were a few that I was looking into and my friend Emily visited all of the ones I was considering, but none of them sounded too appealing. But I got in, so I don’t need to freak out and frantically submit applications to other colleges. Actually I’m going to the same college Emily’s going to. Sorry, darling. You can’t get rid of me.
You all have no idea how relieved I am right now. I was jumping and doing some weird interpretive dance in the front hall before I opened the packet. It was mighty attractive.