Wow, long time no blog. Uhh I'm just going to quickly run over some things that happened since my last post.

November 27th: Dante Basco Q&A Event.

We had a good number of people show up. I'd estimate about $600 worth of profit that will be donated to the Make a Wish foundation! He was really chill and made lots of eye contact with me. He even remembered my name! My Creative Writing teacher was starting to get really dodgy and began developing an inferiority complex since I gushed so much about Dante Basco around him. Resolved that over Spiderman Cheez-Its and a nice thank you note from me. He cried.

November 30th: Questbridge Scholarship Acceptance.

Accepted into USC's Annenberg School of Communications and Journalism on a full ride. Saw the acceptance on my Questbridge account at 2:00-ish after school on Friday, read the first line three times, and screamed. My mom got scared and thought I was on fire or something. We hugged three times. Lots of public congratulations that made me feel surprisingly more uncomfortable than supported. Probably because my friend didn't receive the scholarship and she tends to hang around me often.

December 3rd: Received Phone call from Kirk Brennan.

Kirk Brennan is the Associative Dean and Director of Undergraduate Admissions at USC. He was really nice and called at around 4:40 (I was still in conservatory). I had some questions that he couldn't answer, but I assured him it was fine. He referred me to other people and sent me an email a day or two later offering me a potential job in his admissions office come fall semester. Jackpot!

December 7th: Helped plan/execute surprise birthday party for friend + denied blood donor-ship

It was pretty stressful, but we blindfolded and headphone'd her and led her on a wild goose chase that ended at BJ's where we paid for her dinner (pizza, pasta, pizookies, whatnot). She was having a pretty stressful day beforehand, so I'm glad we eased her stress. Her stress stemmed from the Blood Drive, which is when I was DENIED donor-ship because apparently I don't weigh enough in relation to my height (5'1" must be 130+ lbs). I didn't know if that was a compliment, an insult, or a joke. But whatever. I either have to grow taller, gain weight, or never give blood ever. Great.

December 10th (now):

It's Boy's birthday on Wednesday! I asked him a month ago and he replied without hesitation, and luckily I remembered it. I wrote him a short card and got him Sour Punch Straws (since he only picked out sour candies during our buddy lunch) and made him a soda tab bracelet. I hope he likes them! He is still wandering around alone when I see him on campus. I hope he's still enjoying his middle school experience nonetheless. I'm giving his present tomorrow!

That's about it for now! I'm job-searching currently so I can make some pocket money for college so I don't have to rely on my mother financially when I'm there. Hopefully I'll find one by January. Wish me luck!