Honestly, I never thought I would ever go there. and then I met this boy named Andrew who was obssesed with the school, especially the sports. It started to look like our future would end up there. So I thought about it and decided it sounded like a greeeeeat idea. We visited a few times and honestly, I immediately fell in love with it. I loved the atmosphere and school spirit. I loved the idea of having my own team and I having a legit reason to cheer for them. I wanted to be able to say that I had a degree from Brigham Young University.From then on I could not wait to move there. However, there was one small thing in my way. Getting into the school. Ugh. the dreaded application and acceptance letter. The longer I had to wait the more I thought I wouldn't get in. I freaked myself out pretty much. good job me. But low and behold on thursday, after checking multiple times that day, my application status changed to ADMITTED! AHHH. I screamed a little and I cried a little. that surprised me. I thought I would only cry if I got rejected. But no my eyes watered. I could not believe that I could finally call myself an official Cougar. Andrew wasn't home yet so I called my mom, in the middle of my laughing and crying and being in awh. and then Andrew came home and we cheered some more. I don't know, maybe I am just crazy for being so excited but man was I one happy girl and I still am.
PROVO HERE WE COME!
hey did you know i got my associates?
yup, i did.
I was so excited when it came in the mail
made these past two years worth it.
Did you go to BYU?? Tell me about it. What was your major??