the end of the waiting game.

the verdict is in. 

i was not accepted into the BYU nursing program.  


i'm actually excited. and happy. and looking forward to next year, at BYU, in utah. i know, those words coming from me? impossible!  

and its like a weight was lifted from my shoulders. sure, my parents might be disappointed. sure, they might think that i'm going to waste my life on "hobbies" and never have a real job because it isn't the nine to five typical white collar money making job they expect from their children.  sure, i'll even feel like a failure a bit when i see my parents faces fall as i tell them i'll actually be doing what i love instead of what they love...but i think its time.

time for me.

time for me to not worry about what my parents want or what the pay for the job i don't even have yet is. time for me to worry about what makes me most happy. unhappiness will not be tolerated this time around.  BYU will be fun, i do have a good roommate, i won't hate the snow so much, and i will like my classes and do well in them because i enjoy them. i won't hide behind all my books.  i will enjoy going to social functions. i might go on dates. i will laugh and sing loudly.  


i'm just so glad that this waiting game is over. i can plan my future at my own free will now, with no more applications (maybe) and just pushing through to get my bachelors of science and work with and/or for animals like i dreamed about as a little girl.  biology (and whatever comes after that), here i come!  


:)

hair.

i keep getting comments about my hair.

comments such as:  i can't believe you cut your hair! (then, as an afterthought) it looks great!
then there is:  OH MY GOSH YOUR HAIR IS ADORABLE!!!
then maybe:  its so short!  how did you do it?? i could never cut all MY hair off.
**side note: my answer to that question is, of course: "I let my 22 year old heterosexual brother with no prior experience cut my hair."

some people actually grieve the lengths of hair that i cut off.

it went from this:

to this:

in a matter of a few months while i was gone. grieve away people!  i'm happy as a clam. although who thought clams were happy? sometimes when i look at pictures i miss all my hair...but then i think of the painful hours of blowdrying in utah so my hair wouldn't freeze as i walked to class in the early mornings...and i have absolutely no regrets.  less hair, less problem, less annoyance, MORE SLEEP!  (which is huge when it comes to being in utah.)  

its almost like getting a restraining order against an abusive ex...i am FREE. 

i bet you never knew..

that you could take your dog to doggie day camp. and have ME as their camp counselor! yup, its true.  i work at Camp Bow Wow.  where your dog has a Dog Gone Good Time! you can even watch the dogs (and whoever happens to be in the camera's range) here at the Camp Bow Wow website. just to make sure your camper is having the best time possible!  they stay in cozy cabins with comfy cots to sleep on, and can "play all day, then snooze the night away!"

here are some good stories so far.  a bulldog named Drizzy eats your shoes while they're still on your feet as soon as you walk into the yard. no wonder he's in daycare. he is also crazy about the hose. and although it is on full blast (a hard stream of water designed to get all the remnants of poop off of the pooper scooper and actually hurts your hand) he wants you to aim it right into his mouth.  his mouth is huge, so its hilarious to watch.

a bordercollie whose name i can't remember actually made me feel personally violated--just because he was so strangely possessive over me. he would jump up and put his paws on my stomach and lower back, tuck his nose under his paws, and hold on for dear life. then snarled at any other dog who came near me.  i had the hardest time just getting that dog off of me!  he was practically superglued there. i think kneeing him finally worked.

there is a dog named Black Eyed Peas boarding with is. we call him Peas.

i hate chihuahuas. but, there is a cute one. his name is Mac. you'll be in yard one with the little dogs, and you feel just one little paw on the back of your calf, and its him. he just wants to cuddle.

there are a few other cute ones in yard one. little dogs have never been my favorite, but i love Fluffy and Weezy.  they both look like little white scraggly puppies. adorable!

there is the cutest little great dane puppy there in the world!  he's named Spike. and he was the last one there on saturday, so i just got in the cage with him and sat down on the ground and he came right over to sit in my lap. although he was a puppy, he was probably the size of a small border collie. SO CUTE!

so i'm in love with my job. who would have thought? :)