Have I Ever Even Tried Chipotle?

So hey guys life's pretty good and stuff. Actually though!

I found out I got an entrance scholarship for $1,250 from U of C, so put together with the other ones I got from DTSS I pretty much don't have to pay for school this year. Haven't completely done the math yet, so I could be home free. Either way it's pretty awesome. Not sure who reads this blog that lives in invermere still, but I won't be home for thanksgiving. I also have a physics midterm on my birthday so that's really nice (yes, that statement is dripping with sarcasm).

I've been having really weird dreams lately and, on a (probably) unrelated note, too many assignments due like every dayyyy. Webassign can suck my dick. Lyrix can suck my dick, and 'Pearson'whateverthefuckmycalculusclassusestosubmitassignmentsiscalled can also suck my dick.

Apart from that though, it's nice. I finally got my bed moved into my room and have a desk in there, so I have somewhere to do my work with music and space and stuff, which is really awesome, plus it reminds me a lot of my room at home now, which is kinda nice.

And as a final goodbye (for this post, at least), let me tell you that I just ate the best fucking sandwich of my life. Because I did, and it was beautiful.

Ain't Too Proud to Plead, Baby Baby.

       Well. It has certainly been an interesting past few weeks.
So, in my last post I mentioned not knowing what my future held. In the long run, I certainly still have no idea, but what I was worried about seems to have sorted itself out in a rather interesting manner.

        U of C informed me that they had no room for me in their science program. Which, yes, rather sucked. But then I had the chance to go to Europe, so that was certainly an exciting prospect. Theeeen, the Friday before classes were due to start, I got an email while at work that informed me I had been accepted after all.

        "We have recently become aware of inconsistencies in the University admission processes which initially led to us denying your application.  I would like to sincerely apologize for this situation, as I am sure this has adversely affected you.  After further review and reassessment, I am very pleased to be able to now offer you admission to the Faculty of Science with a major in Astrophysics"

       So the next day at 3:00 pm I had moved out of my lovely house on Columbia Lake and began the drive to my new home in Calgary, and was attending class on Monday. So that's where I've been this week! I must say, I think I rather like it so far.

Anyway. Yeah, that's life so far. It's pretty cool I guess, only gotten myself lost about 12 times on campus, but it could definitely be worse!

Won't Go Nowhere

My life right now is strange.

      I want some kind of structure, some solid fact or event I can base my future off but (thus far at least) nothing seems to be there. I still haven't found out whether or not I'm even accepted into university and I straight up have no idea what I'm going to do if I don't get in.

     Suppose I'd like to go to Europe, but fat chance of that happening. Of course, I'd rather be going to university but I just have this sinking feeling it's not going to work; either they won't have room or I just won't get in or.. something stupid.

I just want things to be radically different... but normal.

Don't Let Me Fuck This Up, Guys

I don't think that was a stupid decision.
 It was less of a stupid decision than others I've made I'm sure?
Whatevs yo'.
Ugh my taste-buds are mutinying. Why do they hate me so?
Seriously taste-buds. Stahp.

Okay guys.

Two weeks.

I'm going to cry.

Guess I better go work on my lines.

This Title Bar is Wider than Usual I think? Weird.

So life is interesting. Being a person is weird. I have no idea where I'm going with this.

Anyways, I'm rather enjoying living in my house alone. I haven't really done anything, but it's nice regardless! I'm pretty bad at remembering to put my laundry in the dryer though. I'm working on it however.  

This lovely weather is also pretty fucking awesome. Although I must say I am pretty much scared shitless about the play and lines and blocking and painting and just yeah the play. There's three weeks still but I mean... shit. I am afraid. Which I guess is a good thing because it'll make me work hard to get it all done, but I have all of these other things to do too and just blargharghargh. 

Anyways I'll probably write some ramblings on here again soon if I remember. 

Funny How Things That Matter so Much Change so Easy

I wrote a poem just now.

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            Okay.
       Hi.
Yeah.
What am I doing.
      What are these feeeeeeels
                      Why.
                       Am.
                         I.
                   AUGH.

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Isn't it just beautiful?
Honestly it's pretty accurate to what's going through my brain recently.
At least physics isn't raping me like it was yesterday.
Not being physics-raped is always fun, right?
(The answer is yes)

SO yeah anyways COMIC EXPO ON THE WEEKEND

This is good. I get to be not in invermere, chill with my cousin, and dress like a disguised princess.
Fuck yes.
Also I'm getting a ride to Calgary with Mr. Sherk and his brother. Which should be interesting?
Then Monday my parents are leaving me for like, 2+ weeks to go to Pheonix, and a majority of the time Ill be home alone so that should be nice so long as I don't do something stupid. I guess that kind of applies to everything though.

"I'm a Psycho Baby" Versus "I'm a Psycho, Baby."

And we're all happy. Except for how we're not I guess.

Ah. Well. Where am I going with this ramble. It's strange. I think that yeah, happiness is a choice, but at the same time it's completely not, as emotions layer on top if each other and things get out of hand. I think happiness has the potential to be a choice, but you still have to work for it, and yeah things aren't going to be awesome all the time, or maybe even any of the time for a while. But I guess that's just how it is or something. Looking at it that way makes sense for me, at least. There's always at least one thing that probably doesn't suck.

The mosquito and/or spider bites on my legs are causing me to go insane, however.

Anyways, I feel enlightened on the minuscule scale this evening.

-It's Something!-


... But seriously guys, I'm a psycho baby.