Melissa and I are going to Emerson College today for their open house. I'm looking forward to it, as is Melissa. However, unless she gets some kind scholarship funds, there's really no way Tony and I could afford the tuition. But, we're leaving our options open and gathering as much information as we can. She really doesn't want to go just because after seeing the campus and knowing its out of reach financialy might be a let down. We are also going to visit the New England Institution of Art later in the month. What a busy year. She is working with her guidence couselor to gather information and direction in terms of scholarships and requirements which I am very happy about. Her guidence couselor told her that with her GPA she could apply to any college she wanted to, well at least out of the three that she's interested in (UMASS Lowell, Emerson and N.E. Institution of Art) Deep down I hope she would'nt be a candidate for acceptance to Emerson (I know that sounds horrible) but if she was accepted to Emerson and then for us to tell her we couldn't afford it, would be so hard to do. But, oh boy, if she was accepted ... Emerson is a very prestigious private school. Arrrgh!
She has to write a 'thesis' for submitting to the scholarship applications and I've been on her back about it. She finally started typing things down. I told her just to write paragraphs and we'll print them out and decide what she wanted to keep and how exactly to place them. I want to share her first paragraph with you all:
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I'm just rewinding through the brilliant hours I spent this summer, practicing punk-rock ethos and forming new friendships. Back through beautiful, infinite moments, screaming the words we barely understood. Even further, to a perfect winter, a winter that was dependent on sing-alongs and friendships.. Pushing back into these memories I have of connecting with people on a completely unique level; dancing along to these bands that were playing loud and hard every night, laughing so hard that I felt like I knew what crying really should be. These were the hours of endless smiles that defined friendships. It always seemed funny to me, that no matter how many people ended up attending these small punk-rock shows, everyone was singing and dancing together, forming a united armada of people. I have realized that this is exactly what I want my life to be like. I need connections that matter, full of sharing and creating something stronger than everything that we were taught to fear.
I was able to attend UMASS Lowell during their October Open House, and was finally realizing the significance to the choices I make this year as a high school senior. Durgin Hall was beautiful, and I could really see myself spending time learning how to create and produce music hopefully just as inspiring as the works of those people who have inspired me.
....................................................... she knows I'm sharing it
I don't know why I'm posting this. I guess I'm just so proud of her and she has a way of putting her thoughts on paper (again, I think she should have gone into journalism) She has a knack of being so unorganized in everyday life, but yet organized ... lol Sort of like waiting to pack for a trip on the day your leaving. hehehe
And she jotted this down within 15 mins. Again, I just told her to jot down things and we'll place them all later. Thanks to all of you that actually read this thread. I'm just a very proud parent experiencing this whole college thing for the first time. I will be soooo prepared when Taylor comes around. I hope! Thank goodness I'm not working at the moment.
She has to write a 'thesis' for submitting to the scholarship applications and I've been on her back about it. She finally started typing things down. I told her just to write paragraphs and we'll print them out and decide what she wanted to keep and how exactly to place them. I want to share her first paragraph with you all:
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I'm just rewinding through the brilliant hours I spent this summer, practicing punk-rock ethos and forming new friendships. Back through beautiful, infinite moments, screaming the words we barely understood. Even further, to a perfect winter, a winter that was dependent on sing-alongs and friendships.. Pushing back into these memories I have of connecting with people on a completely unique level; dancing along to these bands that were playing loud and hard every night, laughing so hard that I felt like I knew what crying really should be. These were the hours of endless smiles that defined friendships. It always seemed funny to me, that no matter how many people ended up attending these small punk-rock shows, everyone was singing and dancing together, forming a united armada of people. I have realized that this is exactly what I want my life to be like. I need connections that matter, full of sharing and creating something stronger than everything that we were taught to fear.
I was able to attend UMASS Lowell during their October Open House, and was finally realizing the significance to the choices I make this year as a high school senior. Durgin Hall was beautiful, and I could really see myself spending time learning how to create and produce music hopefully just as inspiring as the works of those people who have inspired me.
....................................................... she knows I'm sharing it
I don't know why I'm posting this. I guess I'm just so proud of her and she has a way of putting her thoughts on paper (again, I think she should have gone into journalism) She has a knack of being so unorganized in everyday life, but yet organized ... lol Sort of like waiting to pack for a trip on the day your leaving. hehehe
And she jotted this down within 15 mins. Again, I just told her to jot down things and we'll place them all later. Thanks to all of you that actually read this thread. I'm just a very proud parent experiencing this whole college thing for the first time. I will be soooo prepared when Taylor comes around. I hope! Thank goodness I'm not working at the moment.
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