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October will be fabulous

Happy Fall everyone! Or should I say, happy pumpkin spice latte season! Whatever you call it, that beautiful time of the year is here, leaves are changing colors faster than I can change my outfit for the night! In all honesty, fall has always been my favorite season, theres just so much happiness in the crisp air. It makes me want to go to a pumpkin patch, decorate the house, and go trick-or-treating (yeah so what if i'm twenty). But I know this fall will be spectacular, i have barn-dance coming up, a family dinner with all my Kappas, Halloween, HOCUS POCUS SEASON!!!! and my birthday of course! But I knew there was just going to be something to top it all (yes, even better than Hocus Pocus)...
I went to bed last night thinking, "tomorrow is going to be a phenomenal day". I couldn't tell you what made me think that, or why tomorrow was going to be a day to put in the books- but i just had that feeling. Well, I had the luxury of sleeping in late (didn't quite make it to kickboxing class this morning.. sleeping was a priority) and I woke up and read my e-mails like normal. But one of them stood out, it was from the advisor in the Journalism program at Iowa, it's subject: School of Journalism acceptance decision. Well, holy shit- this is my life on the line! I clicked open, and there it was- the one word every college kid wait's for (ok probably not, but still)- "Congratulations!" I'M IN THE SCHOOL OF JOURNALISM AND MASS COMMUNICATIONS! I could not be more ecstatic, obviously look at all those capital letters, that means business! Hopefully I'll be reporting live from the Olympics in 2020 where I'll meet Michael Phelps and he'll fall madly in love with me. Yes, it is practical.

However, in other news: This weekend I told a man selling glow sticks to "light up the world", and I had a rap battle with my co-worker (who also was just accepted to SJMC! You go Glen Cocoa!). Successful weekend, I would say. Also, today in lecture my stalker told the whole class that he doesn't believe in marriage or true love. So... am I off the work? Or should I still lock my bedroom door at night?

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