Story Time

Since the beginning of summer I've either had mom waiting by the mailbox or I myself have been waiting by the mailbox for a little letter from BYU telling me they want to pay my tuition next year. So last week rolls around and it had been months by that point that I had gone without hearing anything. I still wasn't entirely discouraged though because I was told I would recieve a letter no matter what, whether I got one or not, so not recieving a letter didn't mean anything really. I did, however, log onto BYU's website where i found a bill for my tuition and a portion on that bill stating I had been awarded no scholarships for 2007-2008. Of coarse I was disappointed but being the rock of faith I am, I immidiately told myself that things would all work out because Heavenly Father knew how hard I worked and how much mom and dad deserved a little help. Yup that's how it went folks, I don't care what you heard about me spending the first hour crying my eyes out as mom and dad tried to offer words of comfort, or how it wasn't until I slept 12 hours that I decided life was still worth living and that everything would work out. So anyway, I called the scholarship office to find out why I hadn't recieved a letter telling me this and it turned out they had my address in Provo because I had forgotten to change it. She made me an appointment with the counselor to make that change because she herself was not able to. So as I was talking to the counselor today and I decided for some reason to confirm with her that I had not recieved one. Why? I have no clue. As if it wasn't bad enough reading that I didn't recieve a scholarship, now I was going to subject myself to hearing it!?! She gets back on the phone after checking and says, "it says here full tuition". My heart sank and I confirmed, "Meaning I have to pay full tuition?" and she kind of laughs and says, "No, meaning the school will be paying your full tuition." After giving a strange combination of a sigh, a giggle, and a scream the lady asks, "It's a good feeling isn't it?" And let me tell you, good doesn't begin to describe this feeling!