The Importance of Snacks

Today felt calm compared to the crazy weekend. I went on a trip to DeSales University for a film scholarship audition and helped put on the McCort Prom Fashion Show. I'm going to try to give a little blurb about these two things sometime in the near future.

Until then, I want to talk about the importance of snacks. Today I came home from school ready to chew my arm off from hunger. I dashed to my kitchen cabinet, threw open the door, and there sat a glorious box of Nilla Wafers. Apparently my little brother bought them. Thanks Tyler!


Guess what? I got a scholarship essay typed tonight. It's the snacks. Brain food man. Here's the greatest secret for any high school senior in need: stack up on junk food. College applications and projects will become easy.

Sitting in front of the computer for hours to write essays that decide your future can seem daunting, but not with some snacks! Type. Grab. Munch. Type. Grab. Munch.

Here are some of my personal faves:

Mike and Ikes are God's gift to mankind. I love these things! I buy them for very special occasions/assignments.

Alaina says I'm a freak with pretzels. But beware, not all pretzels are good. I like the little ones.

I have to be careful with Cheez-Its. I usually take one handful at a time. But after making my tenth trip to the kitchen cabinet, I sometimes just take the whole box to my work station. However, then I tend to eat without realizing until half the box is gone.

I guess because I'm a distance runner, I can afford to do these things once in awhile. But seriously, snacks give me a spark. Give me some Mike and Ikes and BANG! - cure for cancer.

So eat snacks. Do work. Just don't put on ten pounds.

Unfortunately, this week is filled with mid-terms, a blood drive, and scholarship essays. So I might not be able to blog again for a little while.

See you soon!

When Snow Attacks

Snow has once again struck Johnstown! Yet another snow day is sort of nice. I've forgotten what a full, serious week of school feels like. My week was beginning to feel a little too routine.

Today I'm working on a few projects. I had some essays to finish up, and I've been piecing together clips from black and white movies for the McCort Prom Fashion Show. The final episode of the Voeghtly Show airs tomorrow morning (if we have school). Forever Voeghtly: The Final Episode should be fun.


I am starting to get a little nervous and stressed out about the college situation. I just wish I knew where I was going. You can check your status for Chapman University online. When it changes from "Decision Pending," a decision has been reached. "Admission Accepted" means you're in and "Decision Complete" means you're not. My friend from film camp says that he was accepted a few days ago.

Now I'm nervous. Are they reviewing applications? When will I find out? I thought we wouldn't know until March.

Oh well. I'll stop complaining. Unless Johnstown is buried under 20 feet of snow, I am going to Philadelphia with my peeps on Friday. I want to check out the Temple film building. But apparently, the school is a ghost town because no one is back from break yet.


My french teacher said that everyone wants to be a senior, but the unknowingness of it all becomes killer come January. I know others are in the same boat though. For one scholarship, I wrote a letter to Adam inspired by Dr. Seuss's Oh! The Places You'll Go. It was fun, and helped give me a little hope.


Plus, McCort's Winter Formal is on Saturday, and I'm super excited to get my freak on.