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How's everyone else doing?
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That was intense.
I'm gonna go make my lunch for tomorrow and then go to bed. I hope I can sleep.
She told me that I did really well on the test and that I probably couldn't have scored any higher - I did that well.
And she told me . . .
I GOT ACCEPTED!!
Okay, okay, enough with the gifs. This couldn't have come at a better time, because I almost had myself talked out of even wanting to go.
And I got a flat tire on the way to work - so this made the day about a million times better.
I'm so excited!!
(This by no means constitues a decision on my part. I have some things that I'm worried about and I'll need to see how to take care of this financially. But I got it, so I can actually start making decisions right now!)
I had been worried about the interview. It was definitely the wrong thing to be worried about. The test was weird. There were 7 sections, five minutes each. The math ones sucked. The English ones weren't bad. If I get in, it'll be because of the interview. I told her about NANOWRIMO and she was really impressed.
I'll find out about the test results tomorrow. I'll have a final answer by the end of next week.
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I have a lot of stuff to do between now and then and it takes about an hour to get there. And I haven't eaten breakfast yet. I just have to get going and do it. But my mind is freaking out right now. I'm not worried about the testing. They're trying to find out if I'm proficient in English and Math. And I am. I'll be okay.
But the interview is like this big, super scary monster.
After all the scary is over, I'm probably going to dinner with my sister. I don't see her enough. She and my parents still aren't talking. But if they think that I don't stop to visit with her when I'm out that way, then they're crazy. I'm sure they realize, even if they won't say anything. And if they asked, I'd probably lie anyway.
That's right, 27 years old and still lying to my parents about who I'm spending time with! Pathetic.
Back to the interview. I'm prepared as I'm gonna be. Time to shower and find nice clothes. Grab something to eat and get out of here.
Now that I've had time to calm down, I want to tell everyone what's been going on.
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