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!  


:)