None of this has actually happened as of yet, but I will reveal my master plan for the next three days. Tomorrow I will wake up, shower, brush my teeth and wash my face. Then I will probably sit at my desk and think really hard on how to improve my literature review. I will have to read many pages that were assigned for me to read in La Peste by Camus. Then, I will probably go to Haverford College earlier than my 1:30pm class so that I can talk to my teacher about a movie I watched called Sugar Cane Alley. This movie was about a grandmother who was a slave in Martinique on a sugar cane plantation. Her grandson, very young around the age of twelve was able to attend a school at this point. This was after laws were changing the extremely harsh conditions of course, but still things remained very tough for these folks. Her grandson was very bright and had won a scholarship to go to school in the capitol of the island. Any who, to continue, I will come back to Bryn Mawr on the blue bus and then will walk to the R5 train station nearby to head into the city to meet my mommy as she descends from her bus that is due to arrive at 5pm. After that, I will make sure she eats dinner, and I will probably try to look into my literature review even further. Then, I will head to modeling practice for the Fashion show at Haverford on Friday at 8pm in Founders Hall. After coming from the practice I will do some more work, and I will spend time with my mommy. When Friday comes, it will officially be my mother’s birthday, which is a huge milestone age for her. I went to the little bakery on Lancaster Avenue across the street from where Acme supermarket used to be located. The cake is so pretty with red and white frosting, and it reads “Happy Birthday Mommy”. I am going to try to convince my mommy to go to the dining hall for lunch with my on Friday. Sometimes she would rather just stay in my room and rest. Bryn Mawr to her indeed is like a huge relaxing trip. As I try to convince her to leave (I may have to drag her out), one of my friends will bring her cake to the dining hall. I hid it on the third floor, although I do not live there. After we sit down and eat lunch in Erdman, I envision all of my dining services staff friends bringing the cake out, singing, and chanting. I just realized that I forgot candles. Oh no! There is still time. Friday evening is the show, and I will have one of my good friends Jacky Handy make a wonderful announcement during it all saying Happy Birthday to my mommy. I hope this all goes well. To top it off, she does not know that I will be going back home with her when she leaves. The idea is to be packed, and to have my suitcase hidden from her so that she does not suspect the huge surprise until Saturday morning. The planning does not stop there. I have made reservations for Legal Sea Food, a nice seafood restaurant in Boston. I have called all of her dearest friends, and all that is left to do is rent the limousine. I must have you know, this is not coming out of my pocket. My aunt is the donor. For both of them, I will be forever grateful. I hope my mommy feels super, super special.