So I got into Berkeley. I went up to LA today for the interview for the Regent's/Chancellor's Scholarship and the lady who signed me in shook my hand and said, "I want to be the first person to congratulate you on your acceptance to this school." Dad was there with me and he was freaking out, because Berkeley's his Alma Mater and I'm sure he'd
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Which is way more amusing than it should be. Good job with the 7th grade humor, Lauren. Really though, it reminds me of the descriptions of the Supreme Court in *America- The Book.* Which I'm done with, by the way, if you want to borrow it.
I know what you mean about trying to settle for something less than your dream. I think about colleges and I feel bad for considering the ones I'm looking at only "settling," because they really are very good schools, but I can't make myself happy for anything less than the one I imagined myself- until I am officially rejected from it, anyway. Hopefulls after that it will get easier to give up?
That school for me, however, is Berkeley. Haha.
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and by hopefulls, I meant hopefully. I'm just really bad at typing.
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Hopefully, we both get into exactly where we're supposed to be. And I don't mean that in the sense of "oh, everyone goes where it's right for them, even if you don't think it is" -- I've always felt this is a stupid way to keep from feeling bad for yourself, and not very realistic. I mean, hopefully I get into Stanford and you get into Berkeley. Because those freezing naked admissions directors are stupider than I thought if we don't get in.
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I haven't seen the freezer either, but hopefully it's inhabitants,regardless of their attire (or lack thereof) are smart enough to let you in, and stupid enough to let me in.
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(Sorry; I probably can't help much, except say that I really hope you get in.)
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