<p>30 points to pianista for all the smiley faces…I always feel embarrased when I use more than 3 in a post, but go ahead girl!! lol. </p>
<p>i find it hilariously ironic that I was donned the CC mommy…it seems appropriate (I guess) because my posts tend to cater to crazy and psychotic SCEAers 
but in real life, I’m more of the go-to person if, say, you wanted to know how to skip school without getting caught or how to convince your math teacher to let you take a test 5 days later.</p>
<p>anywayyyy. my loves.</p>
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<li>MY LIFE! I’m not even joking. I have a fantastic life, even if I do get rejected/deferred from Yale. Fantastic friends who are always there for me, a decent school, sweet half-day internship, shiny (albeit recently dented) red car, a family willing to put up with my shennagins, teachers (a couple) and a counselor who care about me, a fantastic job where I have fantastic coworkers and bosses…everything I could ever want!!!</li>
<li>MY SISTER!! I put her down as the “thing you are most proud of” on the Yale Short Takes. I don’t care if it sounded trite-it’s true. She’s amazing…she keeps me out of trouble, tells me when I’m being an idiot, covers for me when I ignore her and get in aforementioned trouble. But yet, she still makes me feel like a good older sister even though I’m not…she asks me for advice about boys and friends and sleeps in my bed on the weekends even though she’s a freshman in high school lol. She always says goodnight to me even when we’re crazy angry at each other, and she’ll defend me when I’m in fights with my parents. She tries really hard at school and at home to keep my parents and I from killing each other (we’ve come close lol). She really is amazing.</li>
<li>MY BFFFFFFFFFFF DARLENEEE…she’s almost as amazing as my sister. Although we only became friends (let alone BFF’s) last year, we are really close and I don’t know what I’d do without her. Whenever I’m afraid to go home, I can drop by her house and enjoy her big screen TV, some frozen Cordon Bleu, and the company of her hilarious younger sisters. But she also provides a rational voice when I complain/worry about Yale/my parents/Calculus/life and listens to me rhapsodize endlessly about my life. I selfishly feel good whenever I introduce her to a school she didn’t know about or convince her to apply somewhere she wasn’t going to (including Yale!). I like guiding her through the college process and that she takes my advice seriously. I know we’re both going to go to fantastic colleges, and she’s such a good friend that I wouldn’t hate her too much if she got into Yale and I didn’t. As long as she didn’t attend :)</li>
<li>EXPLORING!!! I love having a car. I literally have the best sense of direction of all my friends and still get lost all the time simply because I enjoy being lost. I think I put “get lost” as what I would do on a free afternoon, because it’s true!! Yesterday I drove through one of the DC shopping districts just to enjoy the gorgeous holiday displays and all the lights and happy people illuminating the prematurely dark evening. When I went to Yale, the best part of my visit was wandering around the campus mid-day, not looking for anything in particular besides that which I might stumble upon, like the Yale Bookstorer. I also like exploring in the other senses of the word. I’m always looking to expand my horizons, whether by reading a book that’s never been checked out from the library (I really do look for books that have never been checked out on purpose lol) or trying a new drink at Starbucks (or heck, some no-name coffee shop) or browsing Wikipedia for fun. I like ensuring that my life doesn’t remain static, but is an ever-changing bundle of oddities. So I explore.</li>
<li>YALE. I’m not sure I can do Yale justice because I’ve been writing this for ages (slash writing yet another chapter of my epic year-long research paper), but there is just something about Yale. The residential college, I think, do it for me. It’s not just the fantastic facilities, the fact they’re almost 100% suites (except stupid Stiles and Morse), but the COMMUNITY. To sum things up, I’ve never been so excited about having a master in my life. Everyone is so tight-knit to the people in their college, even as freshman, but not to the extent that it’s isolating. These people really know how to work and play together. They really love not just the idea of Yale (cough Harvard kids cough) but each other. The students really do make Yale what it is. Besides that, there are loads of little things. I like distribution requirements. I like Old Campus. I like old buildings. I like old stuff in general, except old library books that smell. I like Durfee’s. I like the dining halls. I like Davenport college and the PRINCESS SUITE that I stayed in during my overnight. I like the letter D. I like that Yale starts with a Y, like my name. I really think that’s the cincher. Yale and Yasmin. Yummy.</li>
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