Today I visited University of Arkansas.* On Sunday, my mom and I drove the four hours to Fayetteville and had dinner with my Uncle.** This morning we drove to The Event. Because we were there for an Event, along with 300 other people.***
At The Event we were given lanyards that said "I am not a student here," people talked at us, we clapped when it seemed appropriate, about 4 parents asked many questions, they gave us lots of handouts and brochures, and we were smirked at by big college students, who probably have only a faint memory of going through this same process. I metaphorically bite my thumb at them.
I didn't have a ball at this Event, to be honest (which I always am). For whatever reason I just couldn't picture myself actually going to school there, and am thusly crossing it off my ever-dwindling list. I think my dad is disappointed; U of A gives me a lower tuition rate because of some Things, and they have a lot of money to offer for scholarships. So if I were to go there, it probably wouldn't cost much. Which would make him happy.****
The highlight of my day was when my mom and I were walking to the buses so we could start homeward, and I saw this:
There were some other things, too: reminders for Quidditch practice accompanied by chalk broomsticks and snitches, and propaganda for Dumbledore's Army with a beautiful stick man wearing a blue wizard hat.
Completely unrelated to this, I discovered recently that I have the same birthday as Stephen King. Which is meaningless, but nevertheless fills me with a sense of pride. As if I have done something noteworthy. "Why are you smiling like that?" "Oh, just that Stephen King-- you know, the brilliant author--- and I have the same birthday." "My, that is impressive! Perhaps some of his brilliancy is in you!" -brushes imaginary lint from shoulder-
With potential brilliancy,
Deanna: I like your irrelevant comment! It conjures up an image of some of my rather goofy teachers doing the same thing (since I don't know what your teacher looks like), which is hilarious, of course.
Hannah: I ALREADY RESPONDED. Good day.
Ruth: They probably print copies of the students who they didn't like and use them as dartboards in the teacher's lounge. Actually, that's weird, and I have no idea why that occured to me.
*I believe this will satisfy your curiosity, Hannah.
**Random Trivia: I share a birthday with this particular uncle. And The Wordsmith has the same birthday as my grandpa. These are things.
***Or perhaps it was 500. Or maybe one thousand. For all I know of numbers, it could have been two million. Whatever, I go to a small school.
****Although since I plan to study engineering, I basically need to go to a state school. And they will be comparitively cheaper than other schools. So he can't really complain that much.