I got accepted to the University of Utah. Now, according to my supportive, encouraging, endearing husband, everyone gets in. Psht. Uh... how bout a pat on the back? Maybe a 'Way to go, champ.' Or a platonic hug would go quite a long way.
I have 39 credits left to G-day. (Graduation Day... get with the program people.) And then I plan on have an epic Graduation Party. This degree has been 11 years in the making. Let's say the party has been too.
Gifts will be accepted.
With this news I have tried to mend my detestable feelings towards BYU-Idaho. Still no luck.
Wert.
Last year's A to Z: C is for "Confrontation"
