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Attempting to Prevent Stupidity from Overuling my Common Sense.

I’ll be honest, I’m feeling left out.

Everyone I know, for the most part, is getting all psyched up for NaNoWriMo.

Everyone, but me.

I’m a prep, on scholarship, and sponsored, meaning my grades are beyond important. If I get one D in the year my scholarship money goes away, and even a C is risking it.

So there is absolutely no possible way I can do NaNo this year.

*cough* unless I wake up at 1AM on Nov 1st and do something stupid *cough*

However, I’ll be here (when I can spare the time) for moral/mental support.

I can’t wait to hear of everyone’s NaNo adventures this year! Because I am absolutely NOT going to wake up at 1 AM on Nov 1st and do something stupid!

Right, Common Sense?

*sound of distant laughter*

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Catch Up!

hey guys! Good grief, it’s been ages since I’ve had time to sit and write out a blog post.

Hoorah for labor day!

Right so since it’s been about 5 weeks since I’ve given you an update on what in my life is going on, I’ll try and squeeze over  a month of crazy wonder into a few coherent paragraphs.

I showed up in new Mexico when the temperature was about 100-102* F (I don’t carry a thermometer around with me, so I can’t say for certain). It was beautiful. The sky was the bluest blue I’d ever seen, the Commandant came to pick me and about 6 other preps from the airport and take us to the campus.

I stepped out of the van and thought I’d walked into Redwall. All the buildings are built in military gothic style (true style. I learned that at 1st squadron cook out form the superintendent) which basically means pretty castle.

If any of you have seen the animated series Redwall, it looks just like Redwall Abby.

After being completely blown away by the architecture, I got to lug all my luggage up two flights of stairs to my dorm room. Dorm was slightly less impressive, but it’s got a sink and the shower rooms are two doors down. Yes, I have to go outside and walk down the stoop to go to the bathroom or shower. Doesn’t suck yet, but come winter… we’ll see…

It took days for my roommate to get here, and for a while I wondered if I was getting a roommate. This is almost a requirement here because to make the bed properly (military school. Bed making is a must. No wrinkles) you have to take the mattress off the bed, which is on a bunk above the desk. requires two people. And besides, what’s a college experience without a roommate?!

Anyway, got a roommate, she’s awesome, and is prepping for the merchant marine academy (hmm… wonder if she’ll meet Liam there… probably someone here will, there are like 25 preps for MMA).

That was almost two months ago.

I’m into my fourth week of school, just 5 weeks ago from the first grading period.

I’m anxious to keep and/or improve my grades before then.

My two favorite classes are Military History and Chemistry. I looovvveee chemistry. My teacher for chem is considered pretty strict, but she is so passionate about chemistry and teaching us students you can’t help but love her and her classes.

Military history is taught by a retired Air Force officer who used to teach at the Air Force academy. He has no trouble going on and on and on about history, any history. If lunch wasn’t right after his class, I’d have no problem with it being two hours long rather then 1. Actually, he usually goes over by about 20 minutes or so, but I really don’t care, the subject matter is usually so intriguing.

Besides that I have, of course, English (English teacher is one of my favorite teachers. She’s new here, and ridiculously nice), military science, prep orientation (class for service academy preps), chem lab (same teacher as gen chem), and pre calc.

I have plenty of work to keep me busy. And things that aren’t quite work… I’m continuing with Civil Air Patrol, for one thing, and am Deputy commander for the very small very new squadron here. We basically have very little idea what we’re doing because almost all the staff are preps who just got here.

I’m also doing chapel choir.

Besides that, there is the corps of cadets which once I turn a private I can start applying for leadership positions within that as well. Dream job, first Sergeant or Platoon leader. Or platoon sergeant…

Yeah, maybe I’m crazy for trying to do so much… okay, I am DEFINITLY crazy for trying o do so much, but it is within my nature to go for all or nothing.

I should really learn to tone it down a bit…

So yeah, that’s life. Drill, classes, parade practice, homework… oh, and mandatory football games,

The life of a college freshman…. well, a college freshman at a  military school.

Final Note: I apologize for any grammatical errors or inconsistency in this post. All my good English I am bottling up for this essay I have to write in a week.

Loving Life

I’m having a blast. I don’t care if I have to run through the dorms, or walk on the far rightside, or pop to at dinner, I am loving life as a RAT, as a college student, as a prep… I’m loving it all.

I love my classes, I love my teachers, I loved doing the obstacle course on the 21 day ceremony.

I didn’t particularly love going without my phone for 3 weeks, but I survived so that doesn’t matter anymore.

I’ve learned that yes I hate functions, and yes I am actually good at history, and yes I am actually good/enjoy chemistry. Considering I was homeschooled all of grade school and I never did like real labs or big exams each semester this comes as a bit of a relief.

And I do love my teachers. I love class.

I’m loving life.

Except for PT… I don’t think I’ll ever learn to love prep PT…

I’m not dead

Hey guys. This is just a quickie post to say

1. I survived the worst cold/flu thing I have had in ages. Kept me from being productive for  a complete week, but I’m mostly over it now.

And 2. I don’t know have often I’ll be posting… I have two weeks until I leave for school. I honestly have now idea how busy I’ll be. You certainly will get only pre-written posts in August, if I even get those done, but we’ll see what September brings.

I’ll try and be a good blogger for the next two weeks, keep you up to date on packing and the likes.

I’ll try and read a book while I’m at it.

Priorities? Forget about it!

I am a 100% go get ’em girl.

I hate not giving my all because I hate not being the best.

*sigh* I know, another vice rooted in big problem pride.

But the result of this is that I struggle letting go of activities I should by all right be bowing out of.

I am moving to New Mexico in two months, yet I signed up for my library’s summer reading program, am trying for my next CAP promotion for the Monday before I leave, and strive to read 95% of the classic book I own but haven’t read.

Crazy?

Yes, very.

I just took (and passed) the leadership test for my next CAP promotion yesterday, and no doubt I will be questioned by the Deputy Commander of Cadets at the next meeting as to why I’m trying to promote when I’m leaving in 7 weeks!

Especially since I still have a ton to do before I’m even close to ready to leave for a two week summer camp followed by week long vacation on Tuesday

I have some serious prioritizing to do.

I’m A Future Falcon!!!!!!

So, I gave my excuses for not posting in the last post, so I’m just hoping right into things.

Senior year is the craziest most stressful time I have ever experienced in my life.

Why.

Two words.

College Applications.

Actually, let’s tack another word on there.

WAITING.

The waiting and uncertainty is the worst thing in the world.

About 2.5 months ago I found out I wasn’t Accepted to the Air Force Academy.

My plan B was to attend the local public four year ivy league level college with an Air Force ROTC program.

Beep! to expensive, back to the drawing board.

My parents assumed I’d go to the local community college for a year. They had it all; a flying program, the math and lab sciences I needed, affordable cost. There was just one small problem. I literally had a mental breakdown every time I tried to visit. The first time we went I was just sunk. The only highlight was we were talking to the aviation department guy, and talked flying plans and Air Force.

The second time, which was for an open house thing, I literally ran out of there in tears, hyperventilating, the works.

Scratch Plan C.

We went back to the local ivy league which had regional locations. Offered the same basic classes, I could do ROTC,  and was just as cheap as community college.

Ding ding!!!!

Or so I thought…

A couple weeks ago I went to visit the Air Force Academy the first time. It was incredible. The weather patterns were a bit unpredictable this time of year, but the mountains and campus were amazing. The cadets were great, especially the second degree (junior) who lead our tour.

She hadn’t gotten in the first year she applied either. Instead, she was planning on going to her local school and doing ROTC. She’d sent in her housing deposit and everything.

Then she got a letter.

After the tour I’d talked with her a little bit since she’d been through the reapplication process. I asked some questions, she answered what she could, gave some advise, and gave me her phone and e-mail.

Now I bet you’re wondering what was in the letter she got.. patience grasshopper, I’m getting to that!

My Dad and I got home from Colorado late at night/early in the morning on a  Saturday.

Two days later, first thing Monday morning around 6:30 pm I open my e-mail.

You Have a New Message In Your Academy Portal.

I race over to admissions, log into my account (portal) and there it is, in bright bold unread glory.

You have received a Falcon Foundation Scholarship.

Alright drop the mildly interested looks that hide your confusion, I am going to explain.

A Falcon Foundation Scholarship is the next best thing to AFA Prep school.

They give a scholarship to a chosen few who didn’t get accepted to the academy of AFA prep school, and only those who are pilot qualified (meet the physical standards for a USAF pilot) that covers most of the expense (and when I say most I mean most) to attend a Service Academy preparatory program at one of seven schools across the country.

Cue my hyperventilation and incomprehensible murmurs. Needless to say my Dad could concentrate on nothing all day at work after my Mom told him, and if the whole universe doesn’t find out soon from my parent’s constant bragging I’ll be genuinely surprised (yes, I know I’m the one blogging about it, but I’m anonymous here, so it doesn’t count!).

Back to the story.

Yes this letter is identical to the one the cadet had received. One of my first steps, therefore, was to e-mail her and ask her about her prep school. What was it like? Was it worth it? Would she go there again? How did it compare to this other prep school, or ROTC, or the AFA prep school?

After much deliberation I decided on a school, and in an area I never expected to go until pilot training, if I went that route.

The south west.

yep, I’m goin’ to da place of red dirt and sun and desert rocks.

I’m excited about my choice though, and can’t wait to experience this new world.

And the cool thing about the program is it is entirely devoted to getting me accepted into the Academy next year. They have classes on SAT/ACT prep, all the math and sciences the Academies want to see, and a weekly class just to make sure your on top of the nomination and application process.

So yeah, that just happened two weeks ago.

It’s funny, everything seemed to line up for it to happen. And I’m sorry, but meeting a cadet who got the same scholarship, who’s prep school I will end up attending, and made it to the Academy the next year two days before I’m offered the same opportunity? Yeah, I’m sure that was all just coincidence, right?

” For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”

Jeremiah 29:11

Thanks, God. 🙂

Things That Stress Me

  1. Getting 24 hours notification that I have to apply for training i had no intention of going to because if I don’t i can’t do this awesome summer thing.
  2. Applying for stuff.
  3. Waiting to be notified about applications
  4. Not doing school.
  5. Not working out
  6. Eating lots of cookies
  7. Not getting replies to very important and time sensitive e-mails.
  8. Not getting e-mails at all.
  9. growing up

Guess what I am doing right now?

  1. Getting 24 hours notification that I have to apply for training i had no intention of going to because if I don’t i can’t do this awesome summer thing.
  2. Applying for stuff.
  3. Waiting to be notified about applications.
  4. Not doing school.
  5. Not working out
  6. Eating lots of cookies
  7. Not getting replies to very important and time sensitive e-mails.
  8. Not getting e-mails at all.
  9. growing up

Diagnosis? 100% Stressed.

An Unexpected Dilemma and Resolution

I have found nothing goes according to plan.

For instance, the deadline for an application isn’t always the very last day you can submit it.

Occasionally the deadline is a trip up for those who don’t read the fine writing.
Sometimes the application is due months before the deadline, because a follow up application relies on the first being submitted months before its deadline.

That is what I just learned today, and it wasn’t until I started writing this post that I realized its purpose.

There are plenty of do-it-halfway-then-drop people in the world, especially those seniors who fall into the “senior year trap” and grow lazy. (I’m sure none of you fine readers are one of those! I have simply heard of their existence, and seen enough proof to believe they lurk in the shadows…)

So when a selective college requires two different forms and applications, one of which is due a month after the other, but to complete the second, the first has to be submitted months in advance, it’s all an elaborate web designed to weed out those who wouldn’t make it through the rest of the application.

Boy am I glad I read the fine print.

Speaking of fine print (oh how clever of me!) the finest print of all is something I should be addressing.

I have really slacked off on my reading the past year. I have focused so much on school and special activities I forgot how to enjoy recreational reading.
This was also caused by the lack of a library card.

Now that the move is over, and we have library cards again, I checked out a grand total of three recreational books (which is way below average for me. Usually it’s closer to ten…), plus a book on running.

I devoured the books, and then started on my Dad’s! (Okay, so I haven’t finished the running one yet, but I’m a good third of the way through it…)

The reader in me has been revived!

I forgot how fast I can read when I want to, and how I love reading.
Perhaps this starvation for good literature I’ve been suffering from has been the root cause of my dried up writer’s well of inspiration…

Either way, my book life has returned to me!

I can once again sit in my room (or any where) and read for hours upon hours. This is good news for my school year, since most of it is reading, and the rest is writing reports and essays connected with what I’ve been reading.

I’m now confident I can finish reading those raggedy books on my list of books-to-read before-finishing-High-School that I’ve had gather dust on my desk.

That is all, you may now go about the rest of your daily lives.

An Update on Life…

…My life specifically.

Well, what have I been doing?
Meditating on a way to further my own spiritual enlightenment?
I only wish! (Well…. maybe not…)
But no, that is far different then what has been taking up my every hour.
Hm? What’s that?
Have I been tearing my hair out at the pile of applications and work it takes to get into a decent college these days? Have I been stressing to much because I can no long run down my road every morning to workout and burn off all my extra energy? Am I frustrated because I haven’t been to a Civil Air Patrol meeting in almost a month? Have I had “If I Were a Rich Man” running through my head every time I even peek at college tuition and scholarships?
Why yes! Yes I have!
In all honesty, I managed to keep my cool fairly well until yesterday.
But at last, left with no other option, I have resorted to running laps up and down my drive way intermixed with push ups and crunches.
My driveway is actually the length of four driveways now, so it’s not as short as you may think, but it is by no means a proper run.
Positive things I have been doing is getting a lot of school done for it still being August, getting re-motivated to reach with all my might for my dream school, and … yeah, that’s pretty much it.
In hopes to get me more motivated for not only running, but for bettering my physical fitness in general, I’ve been searching the world wide web for all the best, most inspiring fitness themed blogs I can.
If anyone has one to suggest, I’d be very much grateful!
I also am becoming quite a Lincoln fan. I’m close to finishing the third book about him that I’ve read in the past month.
The first was The World of Abraham Lincoln by Genevieve Foster, which I started this past spring for school, but laid aside for the summer.
The second, and this one I highly recommend, was Lincoln on Leadership by Donald T. Phillips. It was a book about leadership based on Lincoln’s political career and handling of the Civil War.
It is an amazing read for those of you who seek some kind of leadership position, or even if you don’t. It has a ton of quotes by Abraham Lincoln, and besides giving lots of advice on being a leader, it holds a lot of advice on how to treat people through life in general
The one I am close to finishing (I’m in the middle of 1863) is Abraham Lincoln by James Daughtery. I’ve read a couple of his books before, his book on Benjamin Franklin, and Lewis and Clark namely, but this is by far my favorite of his.
So… that’s life at the moment.
I get to start my World War I studies next month, and am trying to cram all the Civil War books I wanted to read in the next two weeks.
Oh! And I’ll be off farm-sitting for friends all weekend, so you won’t hear from me till Monday or Tuesday probably.
I’ll be sure to let you know how that goes!