I think the best word to describe my mood would be happy. 
Today went exactly how I wanted it to. 
Everything worked out well. 
I'm happy. 
That is all. 

So for the past week I have been applying to jobs because I felt that I would need something to do until the Summer. After a few days with no replies, I decided to give up. On Sunday I began to make a list of all the local stores around my way that were hiring, my list narrowed down to Staples and Target. After applying on Sunday, I didn't expect to get a call back from either, in fact I didn't. Today for some reason I felt like I should call one of the stores to check on my application. I decided to call the store closer to my home, Staples. While on the phone, I asked for the manager, he asked for my name, but he couldn't find my application. After five minutes or so he figured out that he was looking for "DaPonte" instead of "DaVonte", once he found my application he asked me a few questions about my school. Then to my surprise he said, "How would you like to come tomorrow for an interview?".  My instant response was of course. Then he said, "See you tomorrow at 5...". 

So today I received some of the best news while in school. I received an email to my cellphone which read "FWD: Emma Bowen". About several months ago I'd applied to an paid internship/scholarship, where I would work at a television station: NBC, CBS, ABC, HBO, Comcast, or A&E every summer until I graduate from college. The paid internship would also give me $10,000 a year for college. While in college I plan on majoring in Broadcasting, and something else along the lines of digital media, so this internship would be perfect. Well, today when I received the email, I expected to read a paragraph telling me that I should apply again next year. But to my surprise, the email read: Congratulations! You have been selected for a phone interview on Saturday , April 16^th@ 9:30am. "

Is there meaning in the words I never say?

Do they have to be spoken to matter at all

I mean, you’re the one I think about all day

But there is always this damn wall in the way

 

It might seem like I’m a slow typer

But maybe I just delete what I was gonna say

Sometimes, I tend to get too hyper

Carried away with this feeling, how I feel for you

 

And there is always something wrong with me

I can write, but hell I can’t sing

But you say to let it be

But sometimes, I know your lying

 

 

Is there meaning in the words I never say?

Do they have to be spoken to matter at all

I mean, you’re the one I think about all day

But there is always this damn wall in the way

 

When you say its nothing

And I know Its something

When I say I want to be there for you

And you don’t need my help

What am I supposed to do

 

We have the kind of love that makes people puke

But when we have a disagreement its like a nuke  

And I don’t want to fight at all

So here I am, trying to break this wall

 

And I may have words, I don’t say

And that wont change, not ever, not today

But I’ll still fight forever for you

 

 

 

Is there meaning in the words I never say?

Do they have to be spoken to matter at all

I mean, you’re the one I think about all day

But there is always this damn wall in the way

 

Always, this damn wall

 

So it's crazy. I was just sitting here in my E Band class thinking okay I think I will be okay. I'm caught up on everything. And I don't think I missing anything from none of my classes. I'm sitting here each class passing through my mind so I can think about whether or not I'm missing something or have anything I need to make up. The name Mr. Chase pops into my head and the word DAMN! comes out of my mouth. It just hit me that I forgot all about writing my daily stories and I start to shake my head. I just say to myself "Let's get it together Deja". Now here I am trying to get back on track with that.

I still can't find shoes.

I have been slacking on my capstone more than ever. My free time during spring break will be dedicated to it.

My host is just like me! I can't wait to step foot on that campus.