Holy crap. I applied for a uni course for school students from grades 10, 11 and 12 and have been anxiously awaiting a letter of acceptance or rejection this past week. This morning, my dad was supposed to take me to the post office on the way to school but he didn't. He dropped me off at school and then went to the post office by himself, with the instruction from me to call me should I get a letter.
He did. The letter is here but I can't read it until he gets home in about 3 hours.
The suspense! IT HURTS!
How be everyone else?
Post edited at 12:01 am on Oct. 29, 2008 by Darth
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