I think I'll go to this college, seeing as they took so much time to painstakingly spell my name out leaf by leaf.
I mean if they care enough about me to go through all that trouble, I bet they care about their actual students a whole lot more...
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I am going to go to the school's website and request information just so that I'll get my name spelled in leaves.
What is that dark shadowy figure on the left? A nun?
Oh wait, I just realized it's your hole punch....
That's one to save for the scrapbook...
They must care a lot about me too, because I received a postcard from Tusculum with my name spelled in leaves.
I have been flooded with e-mails and letters from colleges and universities, begging me to attend their school:
You're among the best, Julie
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How would you like to uncover the factors other smart women considered before choosing their college?
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Take a deep breath, Julie.
Searching for the right college is about to get a whole lot easier.
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From what I've learned about you, you're our kind of person: motivated, compassionate and down-to-earth.
And they know this how? They're just trying to butter me up. Today, I filled out yet another form to be sent even more college materials. Here we go again.
I am so envious of this spiffy brochure that I actually just went to their website and requested information.
I bet they can't spell "Daphne", though. No one spells my name correctly.
I hate college mail. I throw it all away without looking at it. It has gotten to the point where I receive more college emails than I do solicitations from shady rolex dealers. Most of them are from random places like "EastSouthNorthern University of West Dakota", too.
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