My friend Lauren is 19, and her boyfriend Chris is I think 22.
Yesterday she found out two things:
1. She got into UCLA, her dream school, as a transfer student from community college.
2. Chris, who is in the Army, is being shipped over to Baghdad for a year.
Dream schools
If it’s any consolation, my experience with dream schools is that they usually have really bad food.
Awfuck. =(
Would it be a dumb question to ask why he’s in the Army?
Awww FUCK. I’m going to have to break Chris’ leg to keep him out. Or something.
But mad props to Lauren! Hmmm…. ok, here’s the plan: get Chris out of the military, and get both of them to move to LA, thus escaping the inertia of Orange County. YAY!
Injure every soldier, for great justice!