Finally!!!

As you look at these pictures, you might think that they are a little strange to be on our blog. Let me explain. While I was in high school, all my friends knew that I was a member of the Church, so I always told them that I was going to go to college at BYU. Things went great, until I got my rejection letter. After my mission, I decided to try again. Don't all return missionaries get into BYU? The answer to that question is no, as I found out when I received my next rejection letter. So, after moving to Utah, I went to LDS Business College. After a year there, I figured that I would try again. After all, I was taking religion classes, going to a church school, I had a good GPA, why shouldn't I get in? Someone in the admissions office definitely knew something that I did not. Rejection letter number three. After talking to some people, I was told that I should apply for the winter semester, because I would have a better chance of getting in. The people that told me that are liars, because I still didn't get in. I grew tired of going to Salt Lake for school, so, finally a resident of Utah, I began attending UVSC, soon to be known as UVU. I figured at this point I might as well get used to the fact that I would graduate as a wolverine. Not too shabby, wolverines are pretty tough. In fact, I would not want to be anywhere close to where a wolverine is. I did, though, decide to apply to BYU one more time. This would be last time though, because I was too far in school to worry about it. So, I had my transcripts sent in, re-wrote my essay, got an ecclesiastical endorsement, and prepared for the worst. I even went to talk to my Stake President, who is a Professor at BYU, to see if he could help. All I wanted was a letter of recommendation, but he went into the admissions office to talk to them. He called me last week to tell me that he got no where with them, and that I should just go into the admissions office myself and see what I could do. I actually set up an appointment, but the day of the appointment our car had issues, so I had to cancel.
Then today came... When Maran went out to get the mail, she came back with a letter from BYU's admissions office. We opened it up, expecting to see, "We regret to inform you..." but instead saw "We are delighted to inform you..." So, I finally got into BYU. I am really, really happy about this. To a lot of people, it is probably no big deal, but it is to me. To celebrate, we went to Red Lobster to partake of all the shrimp we could eat. The picture above is me enjoying my second round of shrimp scampi. The billboard of Abraham Lincoln sums up my experience pretty well. And to top it all off, my electric toothbrush started working after weeks of not working. It was a good day.