WAHOO!

Dearest Darling Readers,
SO. Yesterday, Geek and I got into our first choice colleges! Yays! Also note--Freak got into her first choice school a couple of weeks ago! More yays! Now we are just waiting on Bimbo. But the school that I think is her first choice (not totally sure which is actually her FIRST), she will definitely get into cause she is just too awesome. And then more yays!

But for now, I just want to talk about yesterday. Geek and I are SO euphoric, but at the same time, we can't really process it. It still seems fairly unreal. I think this might because the schools we got into were both reaches for us and we weren't necessarily sure that we'd get in, unlike Freak who is just too smart :P. I mean, when I look at the stats for my school, I see an average unweighted GPA of around 3.95 and SAT about 2250 and ACT 33. It's insane. Though my test scores are slightly above the average (not by very much at all though), my unweighted GPA falls VERY short. I was CONVINCED that I would be deferred, and would end up applying to another school EDII. But now I don't have to apply to any more schools for the next four years! YAYAYAY!

Now, this college is literally my dream school. I think it's amazing. But what makes this acceptance feel so much better is that I know that I got in on my own. What I mean is, I didn't have anything like a legacy or a summer program helping me. I think that everyone in my school thinks that University of Notre Dame is my top choice, because for a long time, it was (I am also a huge ND football fan). But getting into Notre Dame, though awesome, wouldn't feel AS fantastic, because I would know that my dad and uncle being active legacies would have really helped my chances. This is the same for Geek--she didn't have any hooks at the school she was accepted to. Snaps for Geek! And also, my school is ranked in the top 10 for most selectivity. So I have to say that I am very proud of myself. I apologize if this comes off as bragging--but is it so wrong that I am proud of getting into a school that I never thought I would get into? I don't really think so.

The only thing is that I really don't feel like I DESERVED to get in. I keep wondering what exactly they saw in my application that made them take me when they deferred 4.0/2400 students with extra-curriculars. I also continue to think of the myriad of ways in which my online acceptance could have been a mistake. Did I log onto someone else's account? Did they make a mistake? Actually, when I opened up the decision and saw the word "Congratulations!" my first thought was "why are they congratulating me for being deferred?" I hope that it eventually sinks in.

ALSO--Geek and I are going to school only 3 hours (driving) apart from each other! 2 hours if you drive like me! So, since our schools are pretty far away from HERE, we might be able to visit each other for long weekends, short breaks, etc. How awesome would that be?!?! Granted, we'll both be SUPER busy with all of our college stuff, but knowing that she'll be close by is still nice. Plus, I would feel SO inferior on her campus, since her school is ranked 2 spots higher than mine :P but then again, hers, mine, and one other school are three that are very very commonly grouped together as peer institutions. Not that rankings matter at all. I'm going to the best school for me, and she's going to the best school for her. And THAT'S what matters.

HA and we are SO visiting Freak for spring break. :P

So, I am very proud of myself and also of Geek and Freak and Bimbo. We've all worked really hard and now it's beginning to pay off :)

I just hope that when we all go to different regions of the country next year, we'll still remain the crazy friends that we are now <3

~Book

And... Submit!

Dearest Darling Readers,
Salvete! Happy Halloween!

How fitting-- the traditionally scariest day of the year is the day that I finally complete my early college applications.
These applications have been hanging over my head for months-- I faced some difficultly not writing the apps themselves, but actually bringing myself to write them. I strongly dislike the unknown-- this 1.5 month waiting period may kill me.

But finally, as I sat here listening to the incredibly talented Michael Giacchino's LOST and Star Trek scores,-- after a few attempts, realizing that some schools let you send the common app before payment and others did not-- I have released my request to attend four colleges.

If I get into a certain one of the four, they are the only applications I needed to send. If not, the process repeats, only it is multiplied almost 3x.

I just want to get into college... is that too much to ask?

Through the entire college process, I started to regret doing some things I did-- thinking, if only I had worked harder in this class, I would have a higher GPA and would have a much better shot of getting into x college.

But alas, (earwax!) it is too late. We shall see. And I'll be sitting over there in the corner until the fateful December 15 comes around, when my heart might actually beat out of my chest.

I apologize for the probably numerous grammatical errors in this post. I feel like the past few days have been full of nothing but essays.

Also, on the note of Halloween, my current area of the country has been ravaged by a very strange snow storm. Honestly, the prospect of snow completely freaked me out. 12/21/12 anyone? Some nearby towns have actually *cancelled* Halloween. Spooky.

My left eye keeps on twitching. It's really annoying.

Enjoy the holiday, no matter how limited you may be!

Valete,
Geek

An End of an Era?

Dearest Darling Readers,
The reason I haven't been posting is simply because I have been waiting for my co-writers to post something. I don't want to be accused (again) of posting too much.

Am I the only one not stressed out this year? Well...I suppose it's only fair, since I haven't exactly had and easy three years (but then again, has anyone?).
Maybe it's just my nerdiness, but, for once, I love all of my classes and all of my teachers this year. And, like Freak, my applications have been done for a while. But that is mostly due to the fact that I did NOTHING this summer. I was holed up in my summer house with no company but for my family, some crazies from Michigan, and a couple of my brother's friends.

Anyway...I suppose this is the end of an era.

I hope that one day, my friends and I return to our "semi-regular" posting. Perhaps this blog will be what keeps us together when we are all attending college in different corners of the country (world?).

Until then,
~Book

This Thing Still Exists?!

Dearest Darling Readers,
The title for this post is the most accurate portrayal of my thoughts. I almost forgot completely about this blog. I'll be honest, I've moved onto Tumblr....
Senior year has started, as Bimbo stated, so everyone's stressing over college apps. My mom made me get it all done, so I'm just waiting on rejections, and hopefully some acceptances. But everyone around me is crazy, although with all my volunteer work, I have almost no free time.
It may be sad, but I have almost nothing to say here, my life has been boring, I've been on Tumblr and watching Glee in my free time, so nothing to report from me...
If you're on tumblr, check me out: superhero-fan.tumblr.com
Sorry guys, just not a lot to say.
~Freak

Total Crime

Dearest Darling Readers,

The crime i'm refering to is the fact that it's been basically year since my last post. All you've had to read are books posts! Blech! I feel for you. basically we've all but forgotten about this thing. Basically, we're seniors now! Probably time for some new profiles i believe... At any rate, we're all really busy with college stuff, or at least, I am. I have 10 schools i'm applying and it's been a complete nightmare/ disaster/ it's almost not even worth it at this point.

Blech

I'm really stressed

I'll try to come back when I'm in a more write-y mood.

Avec Amour,

Bimbs

Thirty Days Hath September

Dearest Darling Readers,
September is my favorite month of the year! October, November, and December are all tied for second, and VERY close to first...but September is and always will be my favorite month.

Why, you may ask (not that you care)?

Well, September is not only the month of my birth, but it is also the month of my brother's birth, my dad's birth, my close aunt's birth, and my parents' wedding anniversary. It is a jam-packed month! But with all of these family celebrations, my family is always closest in September, which is really nice, because we are not exactly the closest family.

Also. In my opinion, September has great weather. It's still warm from the summer, it's getting cooler. Now, I DO love when it's colder out, and November is probably my favorite weather month, but September is nice cause it comes in warm and comes out cool. And. Leaves begin to change colors. Enough said.

Apple picking. AKA one of my yearly opportunities to relive my childhood. Before moving to Sweden, I lived just down the road from a farm, and every fall, I go back to that farm and go apple picking and buy an apple-shaped cup of apple cider. It's one of my favorite traditions. Despite my constant changing, I am big on certain traditions. I love traditions.

School starting. Okay...technically that's August...but shh. And okay, maybe this isn't most people's favorite thing in the world, but my excitement for school to start extends beyond the first few days. I am a nerd. Deal with it.

There are a million reasons why I love September, more that I could list here, and some that I can't really explain in words.

Now come, September.
With your inhale and exhale,
metamorphosis.

~Book

Oh Brother...

Dearest Darling Readers,
So, like all siblings, my little brother and I don't always get along. When we were younger, we actually fought a lot more than most siblings, that we knew, anyway. But now, being older, not only have I realized that my brother and in fact had some good times in our childhood, but we have become a lot nicer to each other as we got older. Unfortunately, we have also grown apart.

I am writing this post today because, in these last few weeks of the summer in Michigan, my brother and I have been spending a lot of time together, a lot more than we have recently. Since I turned about 13 or 14 (and he was 11 or 12), we have grown a lot further apart. We hardly ever talk when we're home, and we never do stuff together anymore. So these last couple of weeks have been really great. We've been doing lots of things together, mostly without fighting, like we used to.

When I was three and my brother was one, my family moved to Sweden. There, we didn't know anyone at first, and therefore were forced together by lack of friends in this new country. I can still remember stealing all of the junk food in the kitchen and trying to feed it to his toy dinosaurs. I remember shoving a banana into the mouth of his rubber snake, and being amazed when the banana was actually going down its "throat" (I later realized that there was a hole at the back of the snake's mouth). I remember the game that we played for years, where he was a dog named "Gutch-Gutch" and I was his owner.

When we were a bit older, we were still close, though we fought more and more often. We built blanket forts in my bedroom every other week and slept in them every night, until, eventually, one of us would kick the other out. We would try to play board games but one of us would accuse the other of cheating and quit the game. Eventually, we got to the point where, for quite a few years, we couldn't stand being in the same room together for too long.

But even through those tough years, we still had our brother-sister moments.

Now, these last few weeks, we've spent nearly every minute together. We've been watching movies and playing board games and card games and having Nerf fights and tubing and swimming and kayaking and playing badminton and volleyball and tennis and playing on playgrounds and eating and playing mini-golf and, most importantly, battling Yu-Gi-Oh cards.

One of the best memories I have of my brother is playing with our Yu-Gi-Oh cards almost 24/7 for several months. Like most fads, that period passed, but I can still remember how we bonded by fighting over who got the blue-eyes white dragon (eventually we came to have two, though :-P).

So even though about half of my relationship with my brother has consisted of animosity and nothing but anger and frustration towards each other, when I'm older, and even now, those times have begun to fade, and what I truly remember are the times where we were best friends.

~Book