This is Blake. I'm sure I've talked about him a hundred or so times on here, but I just thought you all should know just what he looks like. Innit he dreamy?
Anyway, so we have big news. Mostly just he has some big news, but considering the fact that we're a team in this together...whatever, WE have big news. Tomorrow, Blake takes his GRE! He's finally decided he wants to go to grad school - and he's picked
Yeah, I know right? Totally not...anything like we had ever envisioned. But! (there is a serious but here) BUT from the practice exams he's taken, combined with his fantastically good GPA, he'd more than likely get into the honors study at Ole Miss. And he's a fourth generation student. As in, his great-grandfather went to Ole Miss, as did his grandfather, and his aunt. And now him. And the family is BIG on school tradition. As is the school. This essentially means we'd practically be guaranteed a spot. And, as I've mentioned before, if I have the Gardner name as well, I'd more easily get in, too.
It's a party school. We're not exactly party people. Also it's extremely conservative. And we're...well...anarchists. And atheist. But this is okay. If we get in, and move all the way to Mississippi, we'll be inbetween our families, and we'll be in a cute little artsy-fartsy town and everyone will have a grand old time.
Either way, everything will be okay. I'm sure he'll pass his exams just fine, despite his nervousness. (He might try to hide it, but I know him better than anyone, and that boy is kind of nervous. It's kind of cute.) So tomorrow, we get out of bed at the crack of dawn and drive an hour to Shreveport where he'll sit in a room for four and a half hours and make his brains explode. Joy.
Here's to hoping!
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