School Days

So school is back in session for me, and I'm loving my new classes! I'm taking Astronomy, Math, English, and American History Pt. 2 this semester. I have great teachers so far and my books are all really interesting. I need to read chapter 1 in both my textbooks (history, and astronomy), my other two classes are online. Anyway I thought I'd just get on really fast and update anyone who might be reading this on my life. So yeah I turned in my byu-i and byu applications and I'm expected an email from both within the next 3-5 weeks now. I'm looking forward to being able to let people know if I'm definitely going to byu-i or byu!

I've also been working on a story which my best friend and I came up with when we were in high school. We tried to work on it before but since it starts with my character and I was having writer's block for a long time I'm just barely starting it. We've been doing a lot of brainstorming together though so maybe we'll finish it by the end of the summer, before college next year.

While I'm on the topic of writing, I wanted to let you all know about my writing blog, under the name of Cade Wolfe, my pen name. I'm hoping I get more views soon! Anyway, anyone interested in reading it and following it are welcome to do so. The blog is: http://www.cadewolfe.blogspot.com/ So please everyone go to that blog and read more about my progress in the writing department!

Love you all!

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