Accepted

"Congratulations! We are pleased to offer you admission for September 2010"

I got in. I got accepted into University! I already chose the course I wanted, I did that last night.

I cried, I started to bawl when I found out that I was going to University. I didn't think I'd get accepted - but I did. I'm pretty fucking proud of myself. I did this, with the push of a friend and family members. I did it. I've also applied for a place in residence. I've applied for a job, and I have an interview! Amazing! Now I'm looking for more job opportunities, I would like a part time job until end of July to save up. Now I have to fax in my acceptance letter to the Band, because I need funding! Also I need to send in my application for CPP again. Things are falling into place right now, I'm hoping that this lasts.


I'm so stinkin' happy!

I'm up again!

I can do it. I'm going to make 2010 my bitch! I've already called for my funding, now I need to do my applications. Get everything in order! I also need to find a freakin job. I mean, OMG! I will be doing evenings at my moms work, so thats a few dollars I suppose. Not so bad its REALLY BORING though. OH OH OH! OMG okay so my stepdad's friends have had some drama, and apparently my family is thinking that the person who I gave my resume to, didn't hand it in out of spite towards the drama. I didn't get the reception job I wanted. I really wanted that job, I would've been good at that job. It sucks because ugh, just like omg fuck you you know. Everyone there wanted me to work there because I was already apart of the family atmosphere. Oh well there will be other jobs I suppose. ANYWAYS it's like, quarter after two. I should sleep!


WISH ME LUCK IN FINDING A JOB AND SCHOOL!