<p>I had to do some major… Conversating, with my parents. I’d say begging, but I really didn’t beg. I really never ask my parents for anything, well, except onion rings, I have an obsession with them… So it wasn’t overly difficult to get what I wanted this once, since I just wanted permission, not money (my grandparents offered to pay for it).</p>
<p>If I were convincing my parents, some things I’d bring up would be… The value of experiencing college life, especially college life at Brown, if it’s one of the top schools on your list, and by college life, I mean living in a dorm, possibly with a roommate, learning to use your spare time constructively, general money management skills, such as shopping for both what you want and what you’ll need (think laundry soap, going to the post office, etc.); the value of completing college-level assignments and the introduction you get to the college teaching-style; the fact that it’s summer, and everyone should have a little fun, of course; and the value of the program to help you see what you’re looking for in the college search and admissions process, whether Brown figures into it or not.</p>
<p>By the way, yeah, my experience with flying was pretty crazy, but when I got back to my grandparents house, I feasted. Had a whole large carton of chicken fried rice, half a large carton of stir-fried vegetables, 3 protein shakes, 6 popsicles, half a carton of Whoppers malted milk balls, and most of a bottle of grape juice (can you picture someone who’s 5’3" and only weighs 115 pounds putting all this food away?). That was my reward for not going back and telling that man on the plane off… Me and the British lady were both very quietly griping about him to each other haha. But I didn’t go tell him off, as nice as it would’ve been… He was pretty rude to the kid and his mom… Ticked me off. My mom’s dead, but if he was that rude to her, we’d have trouble. So yeah, my trip back was interesting, but I got back fine, and very hungry, so whatever(: </p>
<p>And hah, I know, I have to include every personal and irrelevant detail about everything, but it’s late and I’m bored, so I just do. Sorry for writing a narrative, but hey, at least I separate my narratives from the informational part of my posts, so that way you can ignore my narratives if you so choose…</p>