TAIWANNN

So, I'm in Taiwan now.
and in a couple of hours I'll be picking Felicia up at the train station. Life is so good right now guys.!

As for graduation, it wasn't as sad as I was expecting. No tears. I even got a couple of awards and some scholarship money (sweeeeeeeeeet).

Sorry for this short post, but I still have to unpack, eat, and apply sunscreen teehee. Laters!  <3

April 1st is a scary day.

April 1st is the day pretty much every relatively determined high school senior anxiously awaits because it's the day all the competitive colleges (Ivies cough cough) get back to you about their admissions decisions.

I put off checking mine because I'm a wuss who can't face rejection. Especially from my first choice, USC.

So, after I got home from prom dress shopping today, I checked the mail. I noticed I received a small envelop from USC and that was scary. Everyone knows that admissions come in large, hefty envelopes that include the college brochure, acceptance letter, and housing options, etc. 

I was dreading the opening of that letter but I did it anyway. And yeah. I was rejected. It was miserable. Like...really miserable.

To top it off, I also got rejected from Brown and Columbia. Fantastic.

But, there is a bright side to this post. To all of you who are reading this, I got accepted into the University of Pennsylvania today! I'm pretty sure I'm going crazy right now. Like, nuts. In addition, they're offering me a financial aid package of $52,880 a year. It's freakin ridiculous. I don't even know what to do with myself.

I'll get over USC in time.

Speechless

Yesterday, I received my first rejection.

It was kind of a little shocking. And if you're wondering, it was from Northwestern. As much as I didn't think I had a great chance of getting in, I did think I had a chance so I was a little bit devastated when they just outright said "Nope, we're rejecting you. Sorry."

I wonder if everyone's first rejection feels like that. I imagine this is what a person must feel like after being rejected by the person they like. ouch.

Well yeah, that was yesterday. This morning when I got to school, I got a text from Ryan saying that he got accepted to NYU! How crazy awesome is that!? I was so envious you can't even imagine. But, at the same time I was pretty ecstatic for him. I mean, it's not every day one of my close friends gets accepted into freaking NYU! Oh man. I'm so proud. I want to brag to people. It's nuts.

But yeah, while I was pretty excited about the news, I was also kind of feeling really nervous. I mean, if Northwestern can so easily reject me, then what can I expect from the other schools I'm waiting for? I mean, most of them are just as good as Northwestern if not better. So yeah, that was a debbie downer.

Anyway, I decided to check my email like half an hour ago to see if I received any more rejections and I saw that I got an email from Stanford. I was kind of scared to open it. I don't think I take bad news very well. But, I opened it anyway. And guess what?

Stanford has decided to inform me that I've been put on their waitlist! I'm MORE excited than I was over the NYU news! I mean, I was like 100% sure that I would be rejected, it's STANFORD for goodness sakes! But wow, to be put on their waiting list is like this honor. I'm walking on sunshine right now, for real.

I want to tell everyone, but at the same time, I want to keep it to myself because I want to keep all the happiness. So what do I do? I blog about it.

I hope everyone gets good news come April 1st  :))))

Peace.

Good Kid Bad Kid

I've always been under the impression that I was a pretty good kid. I get good grades; I don't disrespect my parents; I don't get in trouble.

But, as I was eating take out earlier, I had a flashback to last night. I remember slamming the car door shut while my mom was trying to tell me something because I was in a rush to get out of there. At the time, I didn't feel bad. I knew what she was saying and I thought it was completely unnecessary. So thus, it was okay.

Now that I think back on it, I feel...bad. I mean, she was just trying to tell me that she'd pick me up tonight and what did I do? I slammed the door and walked away. It was such a spoiled teenager move and I can't believe I'd do something like that. Maybe I'm not as good of a kid as I thought?

When that thought first occurred to me, I tried justifying it thinking that it was payback for all the times she did unfair things to me or was being unnecessarily mean. But does that really justify me acting like a jerk? I don't think so.

So, for the first time in my life, I'm thinking to myself, "I need to treat my parents better. And everyone else for that matter."

Is this growing up?

Homework Woes

I should probably be adding this to my pet peeves list, but I think it's decent enough to have it's own post.

I dread when people ask me for homework answers. Especially when I know that they had ample time to do it and just chose not to.

Occasionally, I'll help out if a friend forgets to do it or was having a tough week. But, most times that's not the case.

I pretty much don't hesitate to say no if people ask. But, I do get angry when suddenly I'm the jerk because somebody else didn't do their work.

Uptight? Me? Maybe.

Tough luck.

:)

Shooting Star

About a minute ago, I experienced something pretty freakin knarly.

There I was, reading patty lu's blog and shoom, I FELT something shoot from the left side of my brain to the right. It was like it shot through my one ear and out the other.

Am I going crazy? Or is it perhaps...aliens?!

Either, pretty amazing. Just thought I'd let you know.

Later :)

Second Chance

So, I got a call yesterday and managed to get myself another college interview for Saturday at 3PM. Hopefully my diarrhea of the mouth doesn't act up again yeah?


On another note, I haven't gone to school in over a week because of the major blizzard. I've had more days off than spring break, isn't that nuts?

I love the snow. Really.

:)

PostSecret

The Way Things Are

I hate you more than anyone else in this entire world.
You have this uncanny ability to make me the unhappiest I've ever been and I wish you wouldn't do that just for your own amusement sometimes. I find myself always wishing bad things upon you only to knock on wood a minute later. But, there's nobody I love more than you and I know there won't be any replacements for you once you're gone. With that said, I promise to try to appreciate you more when I'm not secretly wishing to dropkick you.

Pet Peeves

I was sitting in front of my computer on Facebook earlier when I realized just how easily aggravated I get. It's little things too. So...I decided to try to make up a list of pet peeves. Maybe I'll even update this list.

1. When people call others 'love." I feel like it doesn't quite suit this time period and that it sounds highly awkward in conversation. In fact, I don't even reply back to texts that refer to me as 'love' in them because I get too frustrated looking at it.
2. In class, when people ask, "When am I ever going to use this in real life?" Yeah, sometimes we might never use it and I think you already know that, so why ask? Just take the class or switch.
3. When girls refer to eachother as 'hun' or 'dear.' Or more specifically, when other girls refer to me as 'hun' or 'dear.' It sounds patronizing and most times, I'm the older one or at least the same age.
4. When fruits start to go bad. Especially bananas. I can't stand when they start to turn brown, even if I'm allergic.
5. When people call me AmyMa constantly as if it's my first name or just one word. Amy is fine.
6. When teachers finish the lesson early in class and don't want the students to get rowdy so they assign pointless work that doesn't benefit us in any way shape or form.
7. When people look at me when referring to China.
8. When the eraser on top of your mechanical pencil runs out. ARGH.!
9. When Mr. Nuzzi uses the phrase 'pow wow'
10. When Mr. Nuzzi says, "Lesson learned guys." What lesson?!
11. When I try to eat a cupcake but just end up getting icing all over my face.
12. When people decide to start an argument early in the morning. Please wait till at least 12PM so I can properly respond.
13. When my poptart breaks off at the edges.
14. Static in the winter.
15. When people tell me to go study (coughmomcough) as if I'm not responsible enough to know when to study on my own. Have a little faith please.
16. Leprechauns.
17. When the lady at the front desk throws a hissy fit when you need to make copies. It's not hard to shove some paper in a copier, so chill.
18. Snooty bus drivers. It's not like we want to take the bus.
19. When the stewardess wakes you up to make you eat.
20. Brittany Schleinkofer.
21. When people shake their leg under the table/when they're sitting.
22. When people have to cuff/roll up their pants because their pants are too long. This is a big one.

Now, don't get me wrong. I won't not like a person just because they commit one of my pet peeves; that's pretty extreme lol. A pet peeve is just a pet peeve, I'll get over it.

Things That Made Me Happy Today:

1. Phillip has announced that his parents are letting him wander freely. Maybe to Philly. <3
2. Felicia told me that Kevin and Kyle are BOTH going back to Taiwan. Frick.
3. I am better at related rates than my friends are (sorry guys)
4. I talked to Allen Chang today about a math problem.
5. I texted people at 4 AM.
6. It was spirit day.
7. Bryan gave me cookies n' cream chocolate. :D
8. I played with an albino cat. The allergic reaction was worth it.
9. 10 Things I Hate About You
10. Patrick losing his paycheck.
11. Miranda calling her dad a retard after running into the room proclaiming her love.
12. TaCora got lost on her way home.
13. The lady behind the counter at the gas station smiled at me.
14. I'm pretty much finished the FAFSA.
15. I did not sleep in school today.
16. My mom announced that I will be having hot pot TOMORROW !
17. I had a poptart at 4 AM.
18. I discovered Brad Pitt the Great Dane.
19. I got shocked so hard today I saw a spark. Freakin WOAH.
20. I saw a really really happy couple in the hallway today. They were glowing.
21. I walked on train tracks.
22. Yelled out the car window at a passing car.
23. I blogged.

:)

17.

My best friend turned 17 today and I thought that was something worth blogging about, so here I am :)

We first met in July of the summer of 2008 at OCAC. So, it's been a little more than a year and a half since I've seen you in person and that's a pretty long time. Too long.

Sometimes, when I think back on that summer, I feel a little bit like I took your presence for granted because you were always the friend that was with me at all times. I never really did anything without you and it wasn't until the 6 weeks were up that I really realized how close we'd gotten.

I know we didn't keep our promise of 1 call a week but hey, things happen. Plus, long distance calling and time differences are quite the obstacles. But still, that's okay because even though we may not call eachother in over a month, at least I know that call's coming. I've never once seriously considered "What if we never talk on the phone again?" Even when we don't talk for a month, I don't feel like I've lost touch because I get the feeling that we have the ability to pick up whenever.

Sure, I may not be the most updated about your life right now and vice versa, but I don't feel like we're any less of best friends. Distance makes the heart grow fonder, I think that's what people say. Or is it...time? LOL. Well, either or, it still applies to us.

Even though we live in different countries in different time zones and haven't seen eachother in the flesh for over a year and a half, you're still my best friend/rock/soul mate/bekahbekahho. I never have to doubt whether we still consider eachother best friends and that's how I know how tight we are.

With all that said, I hope you have the best birthday, which I'm sure you will because everybody loves you. I'm celebrating for you here in philly :)

Let's grow old together in the future. With like 12 dogs because I'm allergic to cats. <3




P.S. I love you more than hot pot. Really.

Ninja?

Yesterday, I had my very first college interview.

I ditched the usual tshirt and hightops and was even 10 minutes early. It was a little awkward, I won't lie. There were uncomfortable pauses between answers and questions and I probably said "umm" like 100+ times. But my interviewer was pretty chill so it wasn't that bad.

Well...it wasn't that bad until I decided to tell him that "I sometimes feel like a ninja."

I swear, we both stopped and looked at eachother with "wtf" looks on our faces. Cue the awkward laughter.

Even now, I can't remember what prompted me to tell him about my ninjaism or how my mind justified in doing so. I finally understand what Mr. Morton means by 'diarrhea of the mouth.' You honestly can't control what you say when suffering from diarrhea of the mouth guys. beware.

So yeah, that's how my first interview went. At least...I learned something? Oh well. I thought it was okay, besides my ninja slip up.

OH. A couple days ago, the water went out at my house due to something being wrong with the main pipe in the local area. But umm, it was one of the most horrific days of my life. Really.

Have you ever brushed your teeth with bottled water? THE TOILET WOULDN'T EVEN FLUSH. I couldn't shower. Couldn't wash dirty dishes. Had to wash my face, once again, with bottled water. It was....an eye opener. I now have a newfound appreciation for water. Really.

The college app process is pretty much officially over now. All that's left is financial aid forms. So it's easy breezing till March/April.

I'm excited :)