Sunday, January 30, 2011


I prayed on Friday night. Not on my knees or anything, but I literally closed my eyes in the middle of dinner and said a prayer.

Granted, my prayers began like this, "Hello God. You may not know me, but I'm pretty sure you're well acquainted with my mother. Oh, and that lady sitting there on your left? That's my grandmother," but I don't think that diminishes the fact that I did, in fact, pray.

(I can't even be 100% serious in my prayers. I think part of me was trying to make God laugh so he would take pity on me and listen to what I was saying.)

Because I can't remember wanting something as much as I want to get into vet school. It's an all encompassing want. From the tips of my fingers to the tips of my toes.

Right now it's a waiting game. The interview is done and we should hear back before March. There will either be an ecstatic post on here about how excited I am about my future, or a bunch of depressing blogs about how life is terrible and no mention of my future whatsoever. In the event it's the latter, just don't ask. Send ice cream or warm baked goods instead.

In the meantime, if you could see inside my brain, it goes something like this: "ohpleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease." So cross your fingers for me.


AnnD said...

I am anxiously awaiting the news! Hope to have you as a Lafayette citizen soon!

tragus piercing said...

Will be crossing my fingers for you :)

JennyG said...

That's a little closer to South Bend, right???