Why couldn't it be my name?

So I wake up from my almost daily nap a little while ago and look at the kitchen table for the mail. I see a big white envelope with Claflin at the top so I open it because who else could it be for? Right? I'm the only one in this house going to Claflin. Then I read CONGRATULATIONS ::Insert Confusedface here:: I was thinking that this is a small acceptance package. I keep reading and I see it says she is being awarded an annual scholarship the is renewable. Man why couldn't it be my name!?!? Lord know I could use that money considering I'm getting no financial aid. (I've smartened up about that for next year though) That letter hurt me. I'm hoping when I call them tomorrow they say "oh its just the wrong name with the right address because the money is yours!" I know I'm dreaming on that though.

I know my house telephone bill should be high considering I've been calling Claflin a lot. I called them today to secure my spot for my placement test::SCARASTIC O JOY:: Apparently its just english and math. English should be a breeze but that math, omgosh I'm going to have to pray hard on that one.