By February 29th I will know whether or not I have been accepted into Brigham Young University. It's an anxious feeling, but I'm doing alright. I was really nervous because with such a large singles' stake, the stake president doesn't know me, but a prayer was answered. An old seminary teacher of mine who lives in my home stake is also in the stake presidency. He did my interview! He knows my situation, where my standards are, and it was really easy for me to speak up and tell him my dreams of going to the Y. In this interview, I had to make a pinky promise. It was kind of silly, but at the same time it meant a lot to me, it gave me a little extra hope. The man said, "Promise me when you go down to BYU that you'll meet the love of your life, have six children, and name one after me." I just laughed, but I couldn't get the "WHEN you go down..." out of my head. He said it so straightforward, that I really hope he is right, that I'll actually be accepted.
By the way, the man's name is Timothy. He told me in Greek it means "one who fears God." I like that, I like it quite a lot.
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