it's gonna be a good day, just wait and see

earlier today, i walked into mason with a purpose. i was convinced that, having not heard from them a week into the semester, i was rejected, and they hadn't bothered to send me anything telling me so. i was ready to tell them that i thought they were unprofessional, disrespectful, and cheap. i go to the office and get some of this out when the dude at the desk asks me for my name and student id. i give them to him, he stares at his computer for a minute, and then he says he'll go print out my letter. i assume he means my rejection letter, so i sit down and wait. he comes back after a few minutes, hands me an envelope, and says, "i'm really sorry..." before i can answer he continues with, "but you're going to have to come back to school for a while longer. pleasant surprise, right?"

i was so convinced that i was rejected, so ready to accept it, that i didn't understand what he was saying for a couple of seconds. and then it hit me: i got accepted into the phd program. i managed to completely fool an entire committee of people into thinking that i knew enough about something to try and get a phd. how in the world did that happen? now let's just hope that i can continue to fool them into giving me the degree.

so anyway, i was at my parents house today while my husband was at class. when my mom dropped me off back home (only having one car brings back serious memories of pre-license days), my husband was already here. i went to get junior from my bedroom and waiting for me on the bed was a card and present (a new purse since i've been dragging my heels getting one but constantly saying that i need a new one). and then we ate a giant snickers bar (or like, a piece of it) that deserves a picture. if only i felt like uploading it.

anyway, long story short: i got into the program, got a new bag, and ate snickers. overall, a pretty awesome day.

*Good Day - Jewel