I simply don't use this blog anymore by reason of its public-ness. And former friends who I know will use it to make fun of me.
So I don't think I'll be updating it with personal things anymore, if at all. I will of course update it with significant AFI-related events because of the obvious relevance.
Bye for now blog-feature. Its been a blast!
Last week, I had the same dream for six nights in a row. In this dream, I go through the whole stage of pregnancy for most of it, and then I have a baby boy. Which I name Michael Emmett. I usually wake up pretty much right after naming this baby.
It was weird when I had the dream two or three nights in a row, but I just kept having it. I THINK it was because I was sick and was taking Nyquil every night. When I stopped taking Nyquil, the dream stopped. But
No, this blog isn't nearly as interesting as the title suggests.
Everyone around me is getting sick. I blame winter. Teachers at school are hacking up lungs all day long, my mother has been in lockdown in her room since Sunday with some illness, my friends are getting sick and apparently my sister (who is coming home in two days) just got ill.
So, I'm thinking bubble suit. I refuse to become a cesspool of pathogens.
So this afternoon I recieved my acceptance letter for Willamette University. It's so nice to say that I'm officially accepted somewhere. Gah I'm excited! I got a decent amount of money in academic scholarships, so that is excellent as well. Woo I can't believe I'm going to the university that is ranked 5th in the Northwest! Or maybe its in the West Coast? I'm not sure. Regardless! It's a great school and I am so unbelievably excited to get my degree there and play on the softball team. It's almost
Stephen Colbert agreed.