"You show that you are a letter from Christ, the result of our ministry, written not with ink but with the Spirit of the living God, not on tablets of stone but on tablets of human hearts." --2 Corinthians 3:3
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The Beginning of the End.
So I did not make it through my first day of Senior Year without crying. I kind of got overwhelmed because we had to sign up for our community college courses and I was freaked out because I thought I was going to have to take Chemistry [along with my highschool advanced biology] but, I had a long talk with my mom--where I cried, because I was overwhelmed--and she looked up the college I want to attend and lo and behold, I don't need Chemistry. So Chemistry, screw you. I also didn't want to take Introduction to Math or whatever the heck I needed to take, because Anatomy and Physiology [my advanced bio that I am required to take to graduate high school] is going to be intense. Our teacher seriously told us, you're going to have a really hard work-load. Gee, thanks for the comforting thoughts. So instead of taking Math or Chemistry I'm taking Creative Writing. So this semester I have Christian Worldview [that might as well not be a class, more like nap-time] and then Anatomy and Physiology [which I might end up liking, because I like Biology] and then I'm taking Creative Writing for college credit.
Hooray for senior year. It's either going to be phenominal or terrifying. Or both.
Probably both.
School.
I start back to school on next Monday. I've been working at the school, though, just not learning anything. Some of the kids that come out and volunteer have been put to work painting the hallways. So that's what I did yesterday and today I painted some trim, put up bulliten boards, and ditched to go eat out lunch with some friends.
I have to dye my hair back to a natural colour because as it is it's against dress code. So no more purple/blue hair. I bought a box of hair dye this morning, so the bleached streak is being turned 'lightest auburn'. Whatever that is. I think it looks kind of strawberry-blonde-ish, hopefully it will come out more red...
Nothing interesting is happening in my life. [sighs] Maybe once school starts this blog will be interesting to read. [Probably not, but I can pretend it is.]
Dragon Ball
My mom rented Dragon Ball: Evolution from Netflix. We're watching it right now. I've seen the first three minutes and I already feel like it's going to be lame. [laughing] I'll report back later after the movie finished.
"You can see her underwear! I can't watch this anymore!"
[facepalm]
That was probably the funniest thing to happen at work the past two days. I got stuck with the babysitting job [which is NOT what they pay me for, by the way] and so I had to get these two really bratty little kids to go out into the waiting room of the dance studio with me and watch the DVD of last year's recital. The little girl was fine with it, she was actually pretty well behaved, but the other guy who works there and I had our hands full with the little boy. He was bored with everything and everything he saw sucked or whatever. And so he started just running around the waiting room sliding around on his knees and climbing under the tables and jumping on the couches. So I finally told him to go sit down and watch the DVD with his sister. Anywhoo, it happened to be one of the solos of a girl in my class. She did some kind of handstand-y thing and you could see her leotard under her skirt. That little boy was outraged. I don't think I've seen anything more funny in my entire life. He stands up looks at me and the other guy and declars, "You can see her underwear I can't watch this anymore!" And then he just marches up the hallway away from the waiting area. I think we laughed about that for hours afterwards.
So that was one of the more funny experiences of the last few days at the dance studio. There have been others, but nothing like that. We haven't been busy so most of the time me and some of the other employees just hang our in the office or the waiting room talking or playing cards.
Holy Cow
So I just got a phone call from one of the colleges I've been looking into. It's not one of the ones that I visited last week. I went there last year sometime. And then out of the blue I get this phone call--I'm assuming it's because they got my SAT scores--where the admissions person said they were willing to offer me an academic scholarship to attend their college next year. So I called them back, gave them my GPA and some other infromation and the lady gave me a ballpark figure for what they're offering me so I cand attend their college. $16,000. Per year. Holy !@#$. I was like 'are you kidding me?!'. It's a private college so it's north of $25,000 a year to attend there...but they're offering me pretty much half of my tuition if I attend there.
So, to pay for the rest of that tuition, I start work today. I am once again a shoe-fitter at the dance studio. Actually, I don't know if I'm fitting shoes this year. Supposedly my boss is bringing in another girl to help me and it's really not that tough or demanding of a job so I don't see why I would need help...but hey whatever. I just hope I'm not dealing with any of the paperwork. That would suck, I always screw up the paperwork... [facepalm]
