flattered

Today, a friend told me that she recently conducted her Brown interview over the phone...

A: They asked me "why Brown," and the only thing I could really think of is you and how much you wanted to go there. So that's what I said.

(Me: WHAT???)

good? habits

How you know Mary has an interview:

She takes the utmost care in repainting her nails.

Brother's alma mater. Let's do thisss (well, tomorrow evening. And assuming the roads clear up after tonight's massive snowstorm. Speaking of, I had a wonderfully unproductive but actually very productive day off :)).

blessed!

That had to be the best first interview I could ever have had. I'm so grateful that I was able to relate to my interviewer, and vice versa...wow, such a huge burden lifted.

Now if only slacking yearbook editors would do what they need to do so that I can stop stressing out. This is so completely unnecessary and uncalled for. Is it possible for me to be authentically mean? Can I kick them off the staff?

Maybe.

However, now's not the time to think about that. I have faith that ONE of the writers will get on the task. Nap time for me, and then a multitude of other projects that are more worth my brainpower (for the time being).

Going to keep my Chai cup from the interview... :)