College Stuff

I recently applied to a couple of colleges. That was December 13th. I was fairly certain that I would probably get in. I have pretty good grades--mostly As and a few Bs. But I failed a class. So I wasn't sure how that would affect my getting accepted. I applied online, and the site said that it would take 2-4 weeks for them to make a decision. I tried not to worry about it too much.

Yesterday I got some stuff from a couple different of schools. One of them was from one of the schools I applied to. My mom saw it and said I should open it. I'm thinking, Mom, it's been less than 2 weeks. It's the 24th. Don't worry about it.

But I opened anyways, just to please her. I figured it was no big deal. I had already gotten a ton of stuff from that school. Basically, the stuff I had gotten was just information about the school. Once I had the envelope open, I took out the papers. I started reading.

"Congratulations..." I wasn't sure what they were talking about. Congratulations for what? Then I continued reading. I got accepted! It was a pleasant surprise. I was expecting a confirmation that they received my application. But I got accepted.

Even better?

I got a scholarship. $12,000 a year for 4 years. I checked online, and if I maintain a 3.1 GPA or higher, it increases by $500 each year (if I read it right). And we haven't even done the FAFSA yet. So I can get even more financial aid.

This school is my second choice, but I'm still happy. I got in. :)

Au revoir. Je m'en vais.

-Amarantha93

My Letter to Santa

It's posted! :D

http://community.sparknotes.com/2010/12/23/a-sparklers-letter-to-santa

Amasis thought I was crazy for writing a letter to Santa...

Santa and Yoda

After some reflection, I realized that my blog was beginning to sound like the Never Been Kissed columns. I think it's pointless to have that many. So I'm avoiding that kind of topic. And I have good news.

I'm getting a post posted tomorrow on sparklife! I'm excited.

I wrote a letter to Santa. I showed Amasis. And she laughed at me.

I also showed her the origami Yoda I made. She laughed at that too. :( I spent over an hour folding that thing, and she laughed. Well, here is a picture of it. It looks better here, 'cause I edited the colors on picnik.

Yoda, it is.

You like?

His hand is deformed 'cause I couldn't tell what they guy was doing in the video...but it's still awesome. I made it for my dad for Christmas.

I probably won't get on again before Christmas, so Merry Christmas Everybody!!

Merry Christmas

Au revoir. Je m'en vais.

-Amarantha93

Joe

I went to youth group last night. There is another guy that goes to the same youth group as Bob as me. We'll call him Joe.

It was my friend's birthday yesterday, so we had a "surprise" birthday party for her. (she knew about it) So we watched To Save a Life (good movie). Normally, youth group gets over at 8:30 but we leave closer to 8:45. Yesterday, it went really late because of the movie. We didn't leave until about 10:00.

A few people had already left. Most everybody else went into the back room. Amasis and I were one of the couple of people out in the main room. Bob and Joe were there too. Bob was playing the drum kit (he can play the drums too) and Joe was dancing like a spaz...Eventually we all left. Amasis and I had to ride with our leader because we didn't have any other ride. We got into the van and waited for everyone to leave the building. She has a really big van. Amasis and I sat in the middle row. When we getting ready to leave, Joe came over. He needed a ride too. He couldn't get to the back seat because there were guitars there. So he sat in the middle with us. But there were two separate seats on either side of the van. So he ended up sitting in my seat with me.

There wasn't much room so he said I could sit on his lap. He said something like "tell Santa what you want." We left and started heading home. It was snowing that night and the van slid on the road. All of a sudden Joe grabs me and pretends that he's scared. So we're in this small seat and he gets closer by hugging me. Then after awhile he sat in my lap and pretended that I was Santa. (I'm pretty sure I look nothing like Santa) He turned to me and said, "I want a pony for Christmas. But it's gotta be pink. And I want a red ryder bb gun." (what's special about a red ryder bb gun?) Then he decided it was weird to sit on my lap since he was taller than me.

Today, I saw him at school a few times. Amasis and I walk together and every time we passed him, Amasis said, "I want a pink pony." She was going to tell my parents about it, but after some threatening peaceful negotiations, she agreed not to tell them. My dad would pick on me so much if he knew. Amasis almost told my mom though. We got home from youth group and she told my mom that she wanted a pink pony. My mom didn't know what she was talking about. Amasis almost explained it to her.

Then at swim practice today, Amasis asked if I wanted a pink pony for Christmas. I told her I could use the bb gun. And I had a target in mind... Another of the swimmers overheard the part about the pony. She said that if I got a pony, she would invite herself to come over to our house.

I ended up hearing the phrase "pink pony" close to a hundred times today. That's only a slight exaggeration.

Au revoir. Je m'en vais.
-Amarantha93

Bob :)

So I go to a youth group. I started going March of 2009. July 2010 I stopped going for awhile. I went on a missionary-trip-type-thing. Early in November I started going again. I walked in and saw a bunch of people I didn't know. There were guest speakers that night.

One of the people I didn't know had a guitar.
My thoughts: He plays guitar! That's so cool! His guitar strap is so much cooler than mine.

Then he started playing.
My thoughts: Wow! He's really good!

Then he started singing "How He Loves" by David Crowder Band. He sounds almost like the singer, except he has an accent when he sings. *sighs*
My thoughts: He can sing! Really good! *sigh*

I'm guessing that he was one of the guest speakers since I had never seen him before. I was resigned to never see him again. The next week I went back to youth group. He was there again! We'll call him Bob from now on.
My thoughts: Bob's back!

Bob's been there every week since then. And every week he sings a couple of songs before we start the lesson. Did I mention he can sing well? Once he finishes the songs, he goes and sits in the back away from everyone else. He doesn't join in any of the games we play, so I figured he was older. Maybe early/mid 20s.

And then last week I saw him at school. So there goes the 20ish theory.
My thoughts: Yay! He's not super old!

Then last week our leader had all of say our names, age, and what we like to do. He was joking and said a few different ages. He is actually either 18 or 19. So either one or two years older than me. Now for what he looks like. He is kinda tall. He has black hair and dark brown eyes. He has braces. He usually wears nice shirts--button up shirts--I've never seen him in a teeshirt. But he wears sort of skinny jeans. I think it's weird for guys to wear skinny jeans, but they are loose and  not really skinny jeans. But the rest of him makes up for it.
My thoughts: He has the things I like in a guy! :)

My ideal qualities in a guy: (this is what I like, but I'm not picky) the "X" indicates which qualities he has.
X tallish
X dark eyes
X lean (not really thin, but not overly muscular)
x funny (I think he might be kind of funny, but I don't know for sure, because he doesn't really talk much at youth group)
X same religious beliefs as me (super bonus)
X can play guitar (bonus)
X can sing (bonus)
X mature
_ interested*

*Unfortunately, I don't know if he likes me or not. We haven't really had a conversation yet. When we see each other at school, we smile at each other, but that's the extent of it. But that might be because we are headed in opposite directions.

Bob has all the things I like in a guy, plus some. *sigh* *stupid grin* :) I keep thinking about him all the time. And when I see him at school, it puts me in a good mood for awhile. *sigh* :)

*sigh* I must go now.

Au revoir. Je m'en vais.

-Amarantha93