Snow! Snow? Snow!

         Yesterday we got hit with a snow storm. According to friends there was even thunder snow, I didn't get the chance to hear it, though. We were predicted to get 8-14" of snow. I  know we got at least 12", not positive on the exact amount, however. I took Zachary out in the snow for a bit yesterday and this morning. I'm not sure if he likes it or not. Yesterday it was still snowing when we went out, he didn't like it because the snow was hitting him in his face. Also, his snowsuit is huge and he has quite a hard time getting around in it. But today he actually got down and was checking out the snow. The dog even tried to play with him in it :) Once he stood back up he was done and wanted to come inside.

          Yesterday I decided to apply for college. I've been to college once, back in 2009 I went to Hickey Vet Tech institute. I loved it, we had an onsite kennel, I made some friends. The days were LONG, though, especially if you had kennels that week. But I enjoyed everything about it. It was REALLY tough for me, I hadn't been in school for a while and everything was extremely fast paced. I made it through the first semester I believe. And then during the next I failed one class and was forced to drop out. This killed me. School is the one thing that I have ALWAYS been good at. All through grade school I was on honor roll. I kept to myself, I did my work and I did good work. In 7th and 8th grade I was put into private school, which was way more advanced then what I was use to but I caught up quick and did good. 

         High school was different, I got bullied alot more by the other kids. During that time I also got my first boyfriend and "fell in love", until he cheated on me. And one by one everything piled up. I lost track of who I was and didn't care for school anymore. I dreaded going to school. It was hell for me. I didn't really have anyone who I considered a real friend, no one who I hung out with outside of school. I ended up dropping out and get my GED.

       So I'm very excited about the possibility of going back to school. I'm hoping it will be a new, good experience for me. And maybe, just maybe, I'll get to make friends, even though that thought terrifies me. There's that lack of self confidence, again ;) I'm waiting to see if I get approved for school and if I do get approved then I have to wait and see if my FASFA gets approved, if it does then I will be a college student. If not, I won't be. Kind of sad how it all rides on one thing, huh?

     Wish me luck! <3