the boys got into the local favorite pre-school. they hold a lottery for new students...you would have thought we received an acceptance letter to Stanford, the way we were carrying on.
now i have to write a letter begging for a scholarship being that we are starving artists and all. the worst part about where they are going, is they will be surrounded by children of priviledge. [read: tiny little monsters] locally we are called the hillbillys of the southbay because we inherited our little beach shack..otherwise, we couldn't afford to live here. [shrug]
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