Take Me to Her Leader.

Today, I am proud of my sister. She has been selected as a nominee for the oh-so prestigious Presidential Scholar distinction. Forty high school seniors in each state (20 girls and 20 boys) are selected based upon exceptionally high SAT/ACT scores every year. From there, 121 kids are awarded nationwide based upon transcripts, essays, etc.

If she wins, she gets a trip to DC, fancy balls, go to rock concerts, a medallion and she MEETS OBAMA.

Did I mention that my little squirt of a sister is the only student in the history of our high school to even be nominated? Or that most all of the other students in Washington hail from snooty-falooty private schools in Seattle? OR that if she wins I'm gonna make her ask to go bowling in the White House?

I don't know where this girl came from; it's like she's a martian. A really smart one.

Suck on that, Columbia.