Before I start babbling about some things… Let me greet you first with a cheery Happy Christmas! Okay, now that we have that out of the way…
Okay, so I got accepted in three of the six colleges I applied to… Holy Names University, Notre Dame de Namur University, and Mount St. Mary’s College. Geez. Problem is, I don’t really want to go to any of them… I really, really, really want to go to University of SF but I still haven’t heard from them. I only applied to Mount (the only college in L.A. that I applied to) because my parents wanted me to try it out and well, I got in. My dad was so excited because he was the one who received the admission letter… looks like my parents have no plan of letting me go anywhere farther than 25 miles away from home. So… I negotiated with them… well, actually, it was MY decision and I just told them that but it sounded like a compromise to me so bugger off my case… I said that I will ignore my admission to HNU and NDNU… and I will attend Mount IF and only IF I don’t get in USF. If I do, then bye-bye L.A. for me. Sigh. I do have my doubts about USF but I don’t think I have ever prayed harder for something else that I wanted so bad in the past. Heh. The first week of January is the D-day of USF admission decisions so please pray for me… How come the places I don’t want to go to accepted me but I haven’t heard from the one I really want? Huh? huh? Funny thing is, I am missing Letter of Recommendations from all those six colleges but for some reason they still let me in. Makes you think, huh?
Oh yeah, I did go to SF with my friends… we spent about half of the trip sleeping in the hotel, next quarter driving around and getting lost, and the last quarter actually getting to do some sight-seeing. It was fun… walking around, having my picture taken with complete strangers and dancing ‘Three Bears’ in the middle of the road, fisherman’s wharf, and anywhere else conceivable. Not to mention having my friends smell my terrifyingly nasty smelling fart and poop… that’s the problem with sharing hotel rooms with 3 other people… Heehaw… but it was definitely fun. We only had 1 disposable camera for the trip and I spent about 5 shots shooting cows and rainbows–what the hell! My voice is still hoarse from screaming on our trip back. We left SF at 6 PM and we got back in L.A. at 6 AM… yeah, we spent a good 12 hours on our way back. Well, we tried to keep ourselves awake with out resident driver Yves by spotting words in signs, buses, and plate numbers…. screaming proved to be a good mean of keeping awake but after a while, being sleepy-poos all four of us, we gave up and pulled over in Nowhereville Taco Bell’s Parking lot and slept in the car… and then we woke up after 45 minutes and drove back again… but after an hour, we decided to get some good sleep for good and once again we pulled over our favorite place to sleep–a fast food place’s parking lot… this time, it’s Jack in the Box! I think we slept for a good 2 hours or more and then we finally drove home.
So that’s pretty much what I have to say about some shit. Oh yeah, I’ll tell you more about this shit scary movie called Shutter some other time. For now, I have to clean our bathroom. Bye now.