Vague Countdown to Uncertain Approximate Date

<p>ahh godd don't mention that this sounds like the ED wait... if we're still waiting, I'm probably safe to say the ED round wasn't exactly successful... May we all have the best of luck...this time around...</p>

<p>I really debated what I would put for my meaningful activity. I write and I ride (equestrian), and they literally are my two halves. In the end I wrote about horseback riding, because even if writing is the more intellectual end, and even if it is a passion of mine, I decided the physical substance of the sport ... getting to the barn, taking care of the horses, money issues, etc. I don't compete much or anything, but at the same time I just decided to go for it and try to explain how my life can be so fulfilled just by the company of horses... Okay I'm rambling... I'll shut up now. This is what a countdown does to me. Ahhh what fun.</p>

<p>But it IS! b/c throughout that entire paragraph, you didn't think once to stress about upcoming Doomsday!</p>

<p>huh. well then. what do you know. a moment of bliss.</p>

<p>what are we counting down?</p>

<p>we are counting down to decisions!</p>

<p>lol i can't believe that was just asked</p>

<p>so i'm trying to think, what are the chances that i'll be able to dish out 58 more posts before March 31st... i want my 200th post to be in the Dartmouth forum, with my decision... can't believe we're hearing back in like.... [checking the calendar on the computer] 22 days... thats 3 weeks and 1 day... wow.. i love this countdown btw</p>

<p>and Bluirinka, the pictures were HILARIOUS, thanks a million - he was SO embarrassed </p>

<p>..... hate the 60 second rule....</p>

<p>(and the 10 character rule)</p>

<p>hahah smartaleck.. i totally phased out the whole college ordeal.. dude.. my number one choice was dartmouth.. and they sent me the likely letter.. sooo nothing else in this world matters now...</p>

<p>i am complete</p>

<p>i am zen</p>

<p>and...</p>

<p>i<3Dartmouth</p>

<p>I wish I was zen but unfortunately right now, I am the polar opposite of zen</p>

<p>you kno how there are all those horror stories about colleges and stuff? but when i got "the letter" i was like.. wow.. that is deep, there must be a God or something b/c how can all the cosmic dust and stars align to give me my one true wish? you know?</p>

<p>so, during december/jan/early feb, i was all bummed b/c my parents really really really wanted me to go to Yale, <while i="" wanted="" to="" go="" dartmouth=""> and i had just gotten rejected from Early Action. Even though i was bummed, i was kinda relieved b/c i dunno if yale was truly what i wanted but more of what my parents wanted. So then, somebody up there answered my dreams/prayers and gave me what I TRULY wanted b/c i dunno if i would have been able to stand up against my parents and chosen dartmouth over yale. They woulda probably disowned my ass if i went to Dmouth over their "chosen favorite" Yale. </while></p>

<p>so conclusion: there must be a God.</p>

<p>i truly hope for the best for you all. and I hope your prayers/requests/whatever you call it will be answered in some form. (i'm not actually very religious even though this post may sound like that)</p>

<p>and...</p>

<p>i<3Dartmouth</p>

<p>whoa whoa whoa, wait, smartaleck! you printed out the pictures and brought them into school? that's AWESOME! DETAILS, HELLO?!?!?!?!?</p>

<p>I am also not zen at the moment. I wish I slept more.</p>

<p>Honestly, can any person on this thead say they get as much sleep as they'd like?</p>

<p>haha i could never get as much sleep as i'd like.</p>

<p>but there are also never enough hours in the day.</p>

<p>so...</p>

<p>lol yeah i brought them in and e-mailed them to our whole class (its a photo class so it has sophomores, juniors, seniors, etc etc).... it was amazing.. he denied the whole thing and accused us of superimposing his picture on that background, then we clicked "previous" or whatever, and showed him the other pictures on that site and he obv recognized them cuz they're camp friends or whatever... so yeah... he pretended that the picture never really happened, but we all know the truth of it... lol thanks so much... it was SO awesome (haha sorry to any1 who has NO idea what we're talking about.... )</p>

<p>anyways.... back to the Countdown for Dartmouth.... excuse the interruption lol</p>

<p>HAHAHHAHA THAT'S AMAZING! ohhhh my god that's amazing. i can give you background on those pics if you like, it'll provide some context.</p>

<p>That camp is in the Catskills, and everyone in it speaks Russian, even though we're regular American kids that speak English to each other. I went there ten years straight during the summer, and one of our traditions was to have a sort of "Miss Camp" contest, a la Miss America. Later they started up a Mr. Camp contest too...except after ten years of doing these contests, us girls started running out of ideas, and when the counselors announced that there'd be a Miss Camp contest the next day, we begged them not to make us do it. After a while they backed down and said that they'd have the Mr. Camp contest instead.</p>

<p>That's when weird crap started happening. A bunch of girls came into their room and found that someone had gone through their drawers. One counselor randomly asked all the girls what we wanted to be when we grew up...and finally, that kid Dennis, out of NOWHERE, goes "Renee. Give me your clothes." I was like "What? No." He whines, "Give me your clooooothes!" and gets mad at me, but I had no idea what he was asking me this for.</p>

<p>In the evening we all gathered in the dining room to watch the Mr. Camp contest. Finally, as it's starting, the head counselor goes "And now, may I present to you, the candidates for Miss Camp!" Everyone's like...uh...don't you mean Mr?</p>

<p>And then, one by one, all the guys file in, wearing our clothes, acting like us. They had decided that if we didn't want to do Miss Camp, they'd do it FOR us, and each assumed one of our identities. Most of the guys just went through the girls' drawers looking for clothes that would fit - Dennis, picked to be me b/c our hate for each other was universally known, was a moron and actually asked me for clothes, and ended up having to wear some costume i had worn in a show. They then competed through the contest, pretending to be each of us, and it was hialrious to watch them imitate and exaggerate all our qualities...I took so many pictures, it was amazing lol</p>

<p>thats amazing.. when was this? Dennis claims to have been like 10.... but I'm not sure LOL... funny **** EVER</p>

<p>Hahah he wasn't ten, this was maybe 3 years ago</p>

<p>AHHHHHHH. Hate March. Hate hate March.</p>

<p>it has no right to snow in March.</p>

<p>Hehehe it was 75 degress where I live today.</p>

<p>I better enjoy this while I can. :)</p>

<p>boo, boo, boo to your weather. eh, there's a reason all the best schools are on the East Coast. ;)</p>