well, yeah. so things have been doing pretty damn well lately. romped on all seven competetors at uil journ. got big trophies. then the caller-times did a story on us. cause we won a silver crown. and hoofbeat rocks. and i get back from ithaca. vassar wants me. emerson wants me. georgetown waitlisted me - screw that. and then susannah maxwell calls. ithaca gave me the scholarship. total full ride. tutition, room, board, stipend, computer. dang. i can't even comprehend that. my head is still spinning. and we just finished the bpa website (kingmustangs.com) so that is a load off. and i'm eighteen. open all night is gearing up. and everything is going good.

then i find out i'm going xxxxxxxxxx. (removed for a reason.)

details on that later.

but everything is going where i want it right now. and i can't even fucking believe it. i shouldn't be this happy. but i am. and screw calculus.