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20 year out of work accounting majors. ... and she tells me that my brother is going to get straight A's again this semester. "I wish I was getting straight B's," I tell her. "But, I am not doing well at all this semester. I am just telling you now so you won't be surprised when you see my grades at the end of the semester." She looks at me funny; she looks at me with dissapointed eyes. "Your GPA better not drop below a 2.0 or you will get kicked out of school," she says. I am not going to get kicked out of school I tell her. "You know, your cousin Greg got kicked out of school for bad grades twice," she says. "Now he only makes $26,000 a year working at a bank," she says with a dissapointed, sorry look on her face. As if she feels sorry for my poverty stricken cousin. I begin get a naucious feeling in my stomach. "Cousin Greg told me that he loves his job. He works in a really tall building Dowtown. He has clients. He lives on his own." ... and don't worry, I tell her. "Don't you worry Mom, I plan to make closer to $20,000 a year anyway..." |
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