I always knew that I wanted to go to Pitt and it was the only school I applied to. I knew I'd get in since my high school grades were respectable and my SATs were ridiculously good (
). So I got my acceptance letter and opened it and showed it to my mom who kind of shrugged and said, "Well, did you think you weren't going to get in?"
When my little sister got early admittance (I think that's what it's called) to Cornell, I wanted SOMEONE to raise a fuss for her so I sent her a nice flower arrangement with a note that said, "Congratulations! Go, Big Red!" 'Cause you know my family don't think too highly of that thar book learnin'
When my kids get into college, there will be much celebration in our house
