Orange is my Least Favourite Colour

Oh I do wish I didn't see that.

Often, I think life would be simpler if I were a less passionate person. Maybe it would be easier to deal with things, maybe they wouldn't bother me so much. Maybe all the stupid meaningless things that upset me wouldn't matter any more. I suppose it's possible for me to just not let them bother me regardless... Not that I haven't tried that, of course. At the same time however, being a passionate person defines so many other parts of my life that I guess there has to be some things I dislike about it just to balance everything out. I just wish the bad things wouldn't make me feel like a crazy person. It's not that I'm stupid enough to act on anything, I just get upset I suppose, and without good reason. It'd be easy enough to fix that, but that's the part I can't quite do on my own, and the few people able to fix it never quite know how, or realize anything needs to be done at all. Not that I'm blaming them, of course, because that would be a very ridiculous thing to do and it's not really anything terribly important anyway. I don't quite know what I'm going on about here and I seem to have failed quite completely at explaining it, but oh well. Have a blog post. Merry Wednesday.

Cherribly Strange

I have very mixed feelings about cherries.

I love fresh cherries and cherry pie.
Frozen cherries are usually gross.
Cherry flavoured things, like candies, cakes, chapstick and the like are also usually gross.
Aaand maraschino cherries are pretty nasty.

Cherries, man. 

They're a weird flavour.

Wish You'd be Bothered

Taking four hour naps in the middle of the day fucks me up.

Not even physically really, just how I think about things.

Probably physically as well. 

I feel like I'm going to throw up collectively through my heart and my brain. And also how people normally throw up.

Gross. 

I am a Grateful Grapefruit

     Sometimes I just think about my life and think about all the things I wish were different, and then I take a minute and realize how lovely it actually is, and I think about all the things I don't appreciate nearly as much as I ought to.

     Also a thing that confuses me is why so many people post like, 6 things a day from reddit or whatever on their facebook. I'm pretty sure most of the people actually interested in your nerdy comedic pictures know where to go to look at the pictures and have probably already seen them. I don't know. It seems obnoxious. Pretty much the only thing keeping me from deleting my facebook right now is the fact that people post answers and helpful stuff for my physics class there. Which is surprisingly useful, so I guess I'll just keep on having facebook. You'd think I'd have the willpower to just not use facebook apart from that, but I really, really don't. Oh well.

     I remember when I was younger, after dinner my parents would go to the living room with coffee or tea or wine and just sit together and listen to classical music and talk about things.

I always liked that.

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.