Social Nightmare Page #4

in the counseling office?

The one, uh,

by Abraham Lincoln?

Yeah, something about let no

feeling of discouragement

set on you or something on you.

I don't know.

I'll look it up.

I feel like if you put

something in the last sentence

that says that you respect

their decision either way,

that they'll like that.

Okay, like what?

Like...

hang on.

Um...

Mom.

What? "Precede"?

Don't you mean "proceed"?

No. How you wish to precede.

Is that not right?

No.

Are you sure?

Why don't you look

that up, too, Emily.

Oh, I don't need to look it up.

It's pretty obviously welcome

to Wrongville, population you.

Hmm. Really?

Okay, okay, here it is.

"Let no feeling of

discouragement prey upon you,

and you are

sure to succeed. "

"... sure to succeed. "

Okay. That's good, right?

This will do it?

This will change their minds?

What do you think, Mom?

I think it's a great letter of appeal,

and I think it's getting late.

Okay.

We have to stay together.

What?

So, what? I'm a loser?

I didn't post that.

Yeah, right. Nice quote.

Em, I swear.

Screw you, Cat.

What's up, guys?

It's Emily.

Leave your name and a message,

and I'll call you back.

Emily, I would never even think

something like that about you.

I don't know what's going on.

Call me back.

The BuddyMe site administrators

just told me

to change my password,

but they can't guarantee

it won't happen again.

Well, you kids put all your

business up on that site,

you're just asking for trouble.

I feel violated.

Ah, it's just a website, honey.

There's more important

things in life.

Yeah, but, Mom,

somebody actually got

onto my hard drive

and pulled that quote.

Emily actually believed I would

say something like that.

Well, pride can get

the best of us.

What do you mean?

Madam President,

need I remind you

that, for the last

two years in a row,

you have beat out

your best friend for office?

On top

of her rejection from Brown?

I mean, she must be...

You know, people do crazy

things when they're jealous.

She's not jealous.

She's my friend.

Who had complete access to your

computer and your BuddyMe account.

She loves me.

Didn't stop her from

accusing you, now, did it?

Mom!

Okay, okay.

Forget I mentioned it.

I'm gonna take

your computer in today

and get one of those

fire thingies installed.

Firewall?

Fire... whatever.

Let's precede

with our firewall plans.

Aren't you a little bit

late for school?

Goodbye.

The BuddyMe site administrators

told me to change my password.

I just hope

it doesn't happen again.

I'm sorry I freaked out.

It's just my stupid temper.

I know you'd never really

write anything like that.

I don't think you're a loser.

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