The Interview

       So, I had been freaking out all day about this interview I had to transfer schools.  As soon as school ended I rush to the restroom and make sure that my hair looks perfect, my teeth aren't yellow, and that I just look all 'round presentable.  As I leave the bathroom I manage to avoid a verbal altercation with an annoying individual and get down the stairs, grab a few good luck hugs, and leave.  I hop into the car my mom is talking but all that I can think about is this interview.  We get to the school and the campus scares me because it's like a college campus.  I'm all, "Wow, this place is sweet," and my mom is all, "Now don't get intimidated by the way things look!" So I got intimidated..

       We get a little lost and my mom tells me to get out of the car and find where I need to go, she is going to find a parking space.  I play it cool and get out, start walking, and realize I don't have any idea where I am going.  Just when I was about to give up hope I see someone I know and ask them where the building is where my interview is being held and the conversation was like this:

Me: Heyy, so where is Presley Hall?
Allison: Just go that way, its the kinda big building.
Me to myself: which one.....

       Well, I found it and got to where I needed to go.  I did some socializing and loosened up and was all ready and they call all the kids for our interviews.  I thought I was about to have my interview but no, I had to fill out this little piece of paper and wait for around 45 minutes.  By that time I was so done that the whole thing took maybe half the time it should have and I was ready to go.  I really hate waiting.  I hope I got in..