So I basically love my family.
Today I talked to my Aunt Anna. And she told me that she and her husband, Mike, are giving me half of the money I put out to go to UArts because they want to show their support for what I do, and they want to see me go far. It was even more overwhelming to find that Nonna and Papa and Aunt Linda and Uncle Rich are giving me the other half of the money.
And their reasoning behind this was because they know my mom can’t do it, and my dad chooses to do shit. And I was honestly honored in more ways than ever.
It’s one thing to get a scholarship from a place that you have to show your talents to. That was something I will never forget. But to receive that outrageous sum of money, because they know me and love me, is something that I can’t even explain.
My big thing with my summer program was that I’d work to pay for it, and I’d work harder to get in. And I did that. But now, all of that work is being re gifted to me. In essence, I get the accomplishment of paying for my school, but not actually paying anything.
This is all going in the savings account. UARTS 2011. PEACE. LOVE. SING.
