Nervous Fish

So this week is the week all of my friends found out if they made impact counselor or not. I still have to wait until the 25th to find out if I am Fish Camp counselor. It is the most nervewrecking time for me as I had my interview on Jan. 30th and have had to wait for what seems like forever, and my wait is only half way done. I want to become a counselor so badly. It has been a long dream of mine to be a Fish Camp counselor (my mom was a director here many years ago and I would like to follow in her footsteps). I've always looked through my mom's old binders to see the crazy pictures and lists she had from her Fish Camp days. She told me after the interview that no matter what, everything would be okay. That its not the end of the world if I don't get it. But to me it is. I want to follow in my mom's footsteps. Though she may not know or understand it, I want to be like her. I want to live up to her legacy of greatness. She is an amazing person, atleast in my eyes. I didn't get in to Fish Aides or Student Senate, as my mom was also involved in. Fish Camp is my one tie to her, my one thing that really would bring us much closer together. I am in a sorority, something she always wanted to do but never was able to. But Fish Camp would be common ground. Like every little girl, I look up to my mom as a role model. I really would like to do the things that she did, and this is my last shot at A&M, so to me it would be the "end of the world" if I didn't get counselor. This week I have just been thinking a lot about how I really exemplify my mom in so many different ways, and I want to continue with this. Well, I am crossing my fingers until the 25th, wish me luck.