A Good Day

Today was a good day.
My math final exam went pretty well - there were only three questions on the test that I didn't remember how to do and there were probably thirty questions total - and I spent all morning writing it. I finished watching Simon Birch in religion and we are being interviewed by Mr. Kobelsky tomorrow with questions he gave us today to ponder.
I am excited that the first semester of my last year of high school is almost over (in eight days, I will officially be done; there are only three more diplomas, two of which I write on the same day back to back, and one final left).
In Sherwood Park, I apparently got a letter from Lakeland College, which I originally assumed to be a letter of acceptance though I had only applied a week and a half ago. It turned out to be a receipt for the cheque my mother had paid for my application with. Oh well. Hopefully soon I will know. It's the waiting that's killing me.