And he claims that he was just going to ask me if i’d heard from Oxford when i told him i’m gotten in. I’m impressed he remembered i’d applied.
He wants to have two boys, one of whom will be named Hunter. How adorable. This means we can’t get married, though, because if i have kids (which right now i’m thinking now) i want girls. I wish adoption didn’t involve so much time and money and red tape. (And of course, like everything, i think it should be open to same-sex couples.)
I called my mommy and told various people in my house that i got into the Oxford Summer Seminar. It is also on LJ, my dry-erase board, and my away message. (And Maggie actually IMed me to congratulate me. See, this is the beauty of Internet communication, you can not talk to someone for months and then have a 5 minute conversation and then not talk again for many months and it’s okay.) I have also sent out an e-mail to half my known world.
Subject: I got into Oxford!
A 6-week summer program. Only 75 people are accepted in total, and the classes contain on average only 6 students apiece. The professors are actually referred to as tutors since the classes are so small, and when you apply you actually include something of a letter of introduction for them. I haven't received the official packet yet, so i don't know exactly which classes i'm taking (there's a large selection, and you give them a list of your top choices), but i'm excited about all of the classes i listed, so whichever ones i get into i'm sure will be great. And a Smith professor who's been here for probably 35 years tells me she has never known a student not love the program.
With a board plan which doesn't include lunch, i'll certainly get a taste of British food. I'll be staying at Trinity College at Oxford, and i'm sure i'll have plenty of occasion to go to London (only an hour away). Students have access to a plethora of University amenities, from Bodleian Library (complete with Internet access) to tennis courts.
I already have a passport and an international student ID and have done a lot of looking into cheap flights to London, and this week i'll be doing some serious work applying for financial aid. The work just never ends, huh? ;)
Yes, i am sending this e-mail to half my known world. Gotta share the good news. :)
Hot damn, looking in the brochure so i could spiff up my mass e-mail i started getting way more excited about this.
My brother called me, which was nice. He talks on the phone forEVER, though.
I e-mailed the Sophian my reaction to Cate Malycke’s “Point Granted.” I decided against ripping apart all the small horrid things about it.
Stupid film analysis. Inspiration struck at a quarter to one, though, and i was saved.
Damn, i keep forgetting about the fact that i need a group for this Big Caper think. I wanna be in a mafia group. Must do something about that. Oh, and that paper for Michael. Stupid school, making me write things.
Tuesday (i.e., today): NEW Buffy!
This Wednesday night: Angel is not on because the WB is stupid, so... The House of Yes (7:30, Seelye 106, sponsored by SAFE) or Radical Feminist Catholics?
Thursday, 7:30, Wright Hall Auditorium, "The Power and Pleasure of the Heterosexual Imaginary." Because really, i didn’t get enough of The Big Gay the first time around. ;)
For the record, if I ever ride into the apocalypse, I'd rather just prance around and have a serf banging coconut shells behind me.