Monday, February 24, 2003
Recieved a letter today inviting me to the Cambrigde College Programme for the low low price of five thousand something dollars. I WANNA GOOOOOOOOOO!
How freakin sweet would that be? Oh my god. It's from July 17 through August 6, in England, and it's learning about interesting stuff, and sounds like it's right up my alley. But! I can tell you right now I'm pretty much guarenteed not to go because:
1. It's five thousand something dollars.
2. I'm a complete jerk to my parents most of the time.. That's not to say that they don't provoke me, but I'm talking about from their perspective here.
3. My mother is (and probably always will be) paranoid about:
a. a bomb hitting me.
b. me being captured by terrorists.
c. my plane crashing.
d. me getting lost.
e. mad cow disease.
f. rabid elephant seal attacks.
g."biscuits."
h. untied shoelaces.
i. elbows on the table.
j. boys.
How freakin sweet would that be? Oh my god. It's from July 17 through August 6, in England, and it's learning about interesting stuff, and sounds like it's right up my alley. But! I can tell you right now I'm pretty much guarenteed not to go because:
1. It's five thousand something dollars.
2. I'm a complete jerk to my parents most of the time.. That's not to say that they don't provoke me, but I'm talking about from their perspective here.
3. My mother is (and probably always will be) paranoid about:
a. a bomb hitting me.
b. me being captured by terrorists.
c. my plane crashing.
d. me getting lost.
e. mad cow disease.
f. rabid elephant seal attacks.
g."biscuits."
h. untied shoelaces.
i. elbows on the table.
j. boys.
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