The time has come my little friends, to talk of other things
like shoes and ships and sealing wax, and cabbages and kings...
I have a sudden burning urge to go see Alice in Wonderland, like now. But anyway, nothing of too much import to report. I'm finally home for Easter, and enjoying a few lovely days where I can semi-guiltlessly ignore homework. That'll bite me in the ass later, but hey, it's a holiday. Not to mention I probably won't be able to come home again until I graduate in May.
I don't think we're getting up to too much this weekend. I'm supposed to get together with M to try on stuff for cosplay, and to get involved in general goofiness, which will be a lot of fun. Other than that, another frighteningly insane family brunch on Sunday, but at least the cool uncle is coming, so that should help with the insanity.
Next week I'm starting more of the business of turning myself into a big kid. I'm still waiting to hear from the only grad school I applied to that hasn't rejected me yet, but in the meantime, I'm applying to the masters program where I went to school, so I'm starting to look for apartments in the town. No one is committing on the roommate situation, which makes things a bit precarious, but I'm sure I'll figure it out in the end. I already have bids to drag certain people up into this wasteland. I absolutely do not want to live alone, so I'll figure something out, though I think I'll stop at putting an ad in the paper. The paranoid mouse in me has been reading mystery novels for too many years, and I just can't do it. But I still have to actually *find* an apartment before this becomes an issue. I'm looking at one on Tuesday, and plan to check out a few more if I get the chance. Until the school lets me know, I can't fully commit to anything, but it's better to start poking around. And hopefully I haven't overestimated my chances of getting into my undergrad school. A year off would not be the absolute worst scenario, and it has been recommended to me by a few people. But despite the fact that I know it helps some, I don't feel like it's the right path for me, so I'm going to do everything I can to be in some sort of program next year.
Planning? What is this planning you speak of? I've got a year ahead of me, and I haven't stopped flying by the skin on my teeth for months.
Anyway, I should start stirring. Unless I miss my guess, there should be breakfast upstairs, and I need to raid mom's tea cupboard since I left all of mine at school.
Happy Easter to all.
TTFN
I have a sudden burning urge to go see Alice in Wonderland, like now. But anyway, nothing of too much import to report. I'm finally home for Easter, and enjoying a few lovely days where I can semi-guiltlessly ignore homework. That'll bite me in the ass later, but hey, it's a holiday. Not to mention I probably won't be able to come home again until I graduate in May.
I don't think we're getting up to too much this weekend. I'm supposed to get together with M to try on stuff for cosplay, and to get involved in general goofiness, which will be a lot of fun. Other than that, another frighteningly insane family brunch on Sunday, but at least the cool uncle is coming, so that should help with the insanity.
Next week I'm starting more of the business of turning myself into a big kid. I'm still waiting to hear from the only grad school I applied to that hasn't rejected me yet, but in the meantime, I'm applying to the masters program where I went to school, so I'm starting to look for apartments in the town. No one is committing on the roommate situation, which makes things a bit precarious, but I'm sure I'll figure it out in the end. I already have bids to drag certain people up into this wasteland. I absolutely do not want to live alone, so I'll figure something out, though I think I'll stop at putting an ad in the paper. The paranoid mouse in me has been reading mystery novels for too many years, and I just can't do it. But I still have to actually *find* an apartment before this becomes an issue. I'm looking at one on Tuesday, and plan to check out a few more if I get the chance. Until the school lets me know, I can't fully commit to anything, but it's better to start poking around. And hopefully I haven't overestimated my chances of getting into my undergrad school. A year off would not be the absolute worst scenario, and it has been recommended to me by a few people. But despite the fact that I know it helps some, I don't feel like it's the right path for me, so I'm going to do everything I can to be in some sort of program next year.
Planning? What is this planning you speak of? I've got a year ahead of me, and I haven't stopped flying by the skin on my teeth for months.
Anyway, I should start stirring. Unless I miss my guess, there should be breakfast upstairs, and I need to raid mom's tea cupboard since I left all of mine at school.
Happy Easter to all.
TTFN