BGSU OReg Program

"I don't want to go!" That's all you heard out of my mouth Wednesday morning. The stress was built up so intensely inside me, I was going crazy. I wouldn't get out of bed until I had to and then when I did everything seemed wrong and my actions told you everything about my negative attitude. Finally after about an hour of fighting with myself, and others, we were in the car on our way to BGSU's orientation and registration program.

Taking the turnpike cut our travel time in about half compared to other routes. So, in about an hour and fifteen we reached the college. Trying to keep my feelings to "no shows" and Grams' down to bare minimal excitement, we meandered our way to Lot 7. Finally we arrived at Lot 7 and my first greeting of the day was presented. (Phew. So far so good.) Two of the twenty orientation leaders greeted us with smiles and explained the parking process. Little did I know that this was the beginning of a very long, stressful two days.

We went to one program after another that day. Starting with a welcome program and then the students splitting into small groups while the parents were in a meeting. Gosh I really hated that part! New place. New people. Lots of them too. And I couldn't even be a shadow! Grr. I did get through it though. Barely. By the end of the first day I skipped about three meetings in order to keep my sanity and not snap.

I was so glad to get to the dorm hall. They had prepared Offenhauer Towers for us. (Later I would find that I would be in Offenhauer 9west) I was amazed at the niceness of the rooms. I wasn't too sure of being on a different floor than Grams and Gramps, but it turned out okay. My roommate and I spent time downstairs with some of the various activities going on. I was suprised I had fun playing ping-pong with one of the guys who was also in Offenhauer Towers. So my night was pretty okay.

The Next morning we had a few meetings left and were able to explore the grounds a little before heading home. Boy was I glad to be going home! BGSU was nice and all, but very busy and stressful. I wasn't in a hurry for anything to do with BG. In fact I just wanted to forget about it in hopes of it going away. I knew that wouldn't happen though. *haha*

Acceptance To Bowling Green State University (BGSU)

May 11, 2009. Just a normal, ordinary Monday. Just arrived to Music Studio ready to practice my new learned skills of the guitar. Just an ordinary day. I went to check my email, like I sometimes, did in that class, and found a very important message. It was from BGSU. Oh my! The excitement ran through my veins. Had they accepted my application? Or was it just to notify my that they had received it?

I clicked on the subject. It opened, so . I scrolled down, scanning each word, and..."Congratulations! You have just been admitted to Bowling Green State University." My entire face lite up. Jessica asked what was so exciting and I told her I just got accepted to BGSU. She was happy for me. I was thrilled and texted everyone I could, to tell them of the good news.

I never doubted I would get in, I just wasn't sure of it. The whole college thing has been a huge roller coaster of disaster. And headaches. And tears. But overall, a roller coaster of disaster. Still, I got in!

Military Ball 2009

I'll try not to cry...

The Dress.
I had picked up a homemade, modest dress at Goodwill a couple of years ago. It is gorgeous. A baby blue, square neck line, butterfly sleeves, absolutely modest and gorgeous. It was this year that I decided to wear the dress to Military Ball. I only had to have the top brought in so it fit correctly. Sister Stay was a big help with this. She fixed the sleeves so they were bigger, and set them in, correctly, as well as bringing the top of the dress in for a slightly, for a snugger fit. She did an awesome job. I thank her so much for her fine work.

The Hair.
For the second time in my life, I had my hair done. I wanted an updo that somewhat reflected the medieval theme of my dress. When I walked in I told the girl, doing my hair, that I wanted it completely up with a little poof on top. I also told her that I had a tiara that I wanted worked into it. It was really tricky for her to get all my hair up, for the back is shorter than the sides and front. She managed and did well with it. About halfway through I decided that I wanted a little bit of bang showing, but still completely up. She decided that a side swoop would do the trick. And the side curls added just the right touch. I loved it! The service is great and the people wonderful.

Bringing A Friend.
Everyone kept asking if I had a date to Military Ball. Abe (current boyfriend) wanted to come, but wasn't able to be there. With that small detail, I decided to take Shannon. She had joined Jrotc at the beginning of the year and by second semester decided to complete her English credits, thus dropping Jrotc. She had planned on going to Military Ball, and still wanted to. So, I took her.

Senior Gifts.
It was so totally awesome to walk down the Saber Team Arch of Sabers. I was completely thrilled that it was my turn at last. Mark and I were partnered to walk in together, it was then that I truly saw that he was a gentleman. Most of the pairs had awkwardly turned to face the crowd. Not Mark and I. He gently took my by my right hand (with his right hand) and gracefully guided me around to face the crowd. Gentle. Graceful. Beautiful. As my little bio was read a few chuckles emitted from the audience. Then I eagerly awaited to see what crazy gifts they had come up with, this year.
Triff (Brianna Triffiletti. Triff for sort.) decided to try and make things funny, as well as practical. For example, Kevin plays tennis, so he got three new tennis balls to add to his collection. He's also known as a "ladies man", so he got three Barbies. "Women who'll never leave him." *big chuckle* I could only imagine what they got me.
When it came to me, they gave me two miniature horses, "For my love of animals, especially horses." and a giant bookmark "Because I love to read." I laughed and probably went a little red. I liked it though. Really liked it.

The Dance.
Awesome! I danced mostly line dances, with a few group dances thrown in. It was so much fun. The electric slide, the chacha slide, YMCA. It was totally cool, that is until I got tired. Haha. I watched people dancing a few line dances, I didn't know, trying to pick up on the dance. Smiles. Energy. Fun.

*sighs* I'm going to miss it, but the memories will always be with me.

Prom 2008: The Perfect Dress

Okay, Grams and I have been planning on going dress shopping for almost an entire week. Each time we said we'd go, we forgot. (Epic fail.) We finally got our acts together and went Saturday morning. Yes! I was so excited.

We got there about three minutes before they opened. So we waited. Finally it was time for them to open. :) We went in and found that they were busy with a wedding client, but that was okay. We went straight to work looking at dresses. Grams would ask if I liked this one or that. I'd say yea or nay. I'd also point out the ones I liked.

We found two that I wanted to try on. One was a dark purple, with a modest top (Sleeves! Can you believe it?), the other was a maroon color with spaghetti straps, both very attractive dresses. I walked out with the maroon one on first. They liked the color on me. I loved the train. :) It was big but that wasn't anything we couldn't fix. I then walked out in the purple one. It was slightly tight on me and I didn't really like the fact that I couldn't breath. (A small price for beauty. Lol.) I wasn't sure if there were any others I should try on, so I let the wonderful ladies working there pick out some that they thought might be good for me. One was a light green. It didn't look good color wise, but the style was good. I tried on a green one, which was okay but I didn't really like. I also tried on a black one with a red ribbon going down the side. It looked good. Finally I tried on a jewel toned pink one. I loved the style but wasn't too sure about the color. It was after all, pink. I'm not crazy about pink and I don't usually wear the color very well. I tried it on anyway. Oh my! I fell in love with it. The ladies working with me like it. Grams liked it. The woman fitting her wedding dress and her friend or sister liked it. It was wonderful.

The dress is comprised of this gorgeous pink, very light material that flowed gently to the ground. It has this beautiful rippled twist, that is just below an empire wait line, and spans out towards the sides. I felt so natural in it and everyone could tell. I absolutely loved it! They loved it too! I had found my prom dress!

Acceptance to Otterbein College

Yesterday Grams asked me to go get the mail, for I was the only one with a pair of decent shoes on. I gladly jumped up, braced myself for the cold weather, and ran out to get the mail. As I thumbed through the mail, on the way in, I noticed that there was something for me. I quickly glanced at the senders address. It was from Otterbein College. as I quickly dashed inside from the cold, I tried very gracefully to open my letter. That didn't work as well as I thought it would. Lol. I was too excited to really care, though. I skimmed down to the part that really mattered. (That would totally be the body of the letter.) As I read aloud, I couldn't help but get over joyed by the words that left my mouth.

"We are pleased to inform you that we have accepted your application to Otterbein College."

My heart jumped. A small moment of pure joy had entered my life. I held in my hand a letter of acceptance to a college that I greatly look forward to attending. That small moment was soon replaced by the small fear of the journey to come.

As much as I look forward to attending Otterbein, there's this small fear...of life...that continuously haunts me. I want so many things in life and yet, I have no clue where to start or how to survive in this new "foreign land". Yeah, I know I'll be fine. I know that things will work out. That I have never lost faith in. I guess it's just the adventure of life and the unknown.

The Great 8

I've been tagged. Yeah! I get to share stuffs about me! So here goes...

8 T.V. Shows or Movies Watched Regularly.

-Grease
-Outsiders
-Clueless
-Mama Mia
-Full House
-Reba
-Take Home Chef
-Racheal Ray


8 Things That Happened Yesterday.

-Texted My Peeps
-Fell Asleep After School
-Went to a Pep Rally
-Went to School
-Went to Play Practice
-Wished My Drill Team Good Luck at Competition
-Played Scrabble (And lost.)
-Talked on the Phone


8 Favorite Places to Eat.

-Steak 'n' Shake
-Wendy's
-Burger King
-Taco Bell
-Bob Evans
-Blue Sky Restaurant
-Sammy's Diner
-KFC


8 Things I'm Looking Forward To.

-Graduation
-Driver's License
-Military Ball
-Prom
-The Spring Musical
-Otterbein
-Spring Break
-Life



8 Things On My Wish List.

-School Jacket
-Chevy Truck
-Ford Mustang (1968)
-Visit All 50 States
-Visit Foreign Countries
-Guitar Music
-A Job
-An Apartment

Senioritis: Phase One

Alright I've been slacking, but doesn't my title explain it all? Okay maybe not all, but it does explain a lot. So, we all know that Seniors, at one point or another get what we call "Senioritis". I was fortunate and had no problems with this so called Senioritis, that is until just last week.

Okay, so the deal is we finished my last, first semester of school on the 23rd of January. That's when it all started. I decided to go see my counselor about my second semester schedule. As I waited for, hmm, 45 minutes to see her, I had no clue what was a head. I walked into her office and everything was going great. We figured out that i would have to switch my government class around and omit the music studio class. That was fine and dandy, until later that day when the news turned bad.

Mrs. Wolf later called me at home to let me know the status of our scheduling plans. I had NO option of switching government classes. It just wasn't going to happen. I had one, and only one option left, to take a class independently. I was willing to do anything to get into Chorale, as both I and Mr. Hager want me to be there. This was bad news. Mrs. Wolf first thought that I would be able to Chorale independently. Wrong! My last and only option would be independent study government.

This is where I ran into other problems. The "chain of command" as I call it wasn't doing their job right. Mrs. Wolf was taking too, long so Ms. Smith sent me to Mrs. Keenan. Well, she sent me back to Mrs. Wolf who finally did something with the problem, even if she was slow doing it. Now I all have to do is wait for my principal Mrs. Carpenter to give me the approval for independent study Govrnment.

So, I shall wait. And wait some more. And wait even more.....

College Update.

As I mentioned in a previous blog I was planning on going to LCCC for a couple of years and the transfering. Well, to much of Sister Hatch's delight, that is no longer the game plan. I've applied to Otterbein College in Westville, Columbus. I've chosen it as one of three schools because of it's good art program. It's in a small suburb of Columbus, so I get the small town and the good education. I've also applied to Southern Virginia University and Bowling Green University. I'm not completely ruling out Loarin County Community College.



In this whole proccess I've learned that headaches are not going to go away, every college wants you, scholarships are confusing, and it just never really go away. In all reality what in life is ever really goes smoothly? Hardly anything.

To Graduate.

The last couple of months have been rough. As the end of the first semester ends and the beginning of the second begins, so does the prospect of graduating. Or "grajutating" as Mrs DiFranco so affectionately says. It's a really scary thought for me, and half the time I end up in tears just trying to plan or talk about it. I know that in all reality it's not that big of a deal. Everyone just gets overly excited and goes crazy over the whole idea, when I just try to avoid it. Excitement is suppose to be there, and somehow it just seems like there shouldn't be so much of it. Yeah, I'm the first grand kid to graduate, but just don't get too excited.

I've waited thirteen years to graduate. Working my hardest everyday to see that I make it to graduation. This Is my year! My year is 2009! We did it! Just don't make a huge deal of it. To me, to celebrate is good, but to acheive is even better. Go class of 2009! For this is the year, our year.

Snow! And more snow!

As the new year comes in, so does the snow. And lots of it. I hate the cold temperatures snow brings with it, but love playing in the snow. Snowball fights, sledding, snow angels, to just rolling around in it, is so much fun! Just don't mention having to shovel it. Wouldn't be good for your health. Lol. I wonder if there will be enough to cancel school Monday? I hope so!

As the snow keeps falling and covering the world in giant blanket of white, I quietly sit inside trying my hardest to keep out of trouble, while managing to ward away cabin fever. It crossed my mind today that I haven't been writing as much as I should and I'm sorry to keep ya'll wondering about what's been going on. What a perfect day to catch up.

The weather is frightful and cold, not a creature is sturring, not even the cat. The clock tic-tocs, and the girl is silently thinking. What could she possibly write? This seems to be the picture of the moment, as I try to conjuor the next thought. 'Tis a thoughtful, restless thing, not know what to say. The past week has been nothing but that of busy, busy. Between school, practice, clothe-a-child, and so muh more, I have not quite found the time to unwind and relax. Lol. Mybe this snow will do me some good, yet.