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EDIT: I fixed my horrible writing/grammar in this, but then it deleted itself. I'm too lazy to fix it again.
As you can see, i'm not at the show tonight, cause otherwise i'd be there and not here. I'm inexplicably no longer allowed to go out on weeknights, and my dad said I could go one more time during the week and that's it. So i'm choosing to skip this show and see One or 2 Words later on. So there.
I almost wish I lived in some little village town and was a sheep herder or something. And I could know what it's like to really work, and not box my self off in some big corporation. And friends totally wouldn't be necessary and I could be comfortable with myself and my family, and marry the farmhand and sew durable clothes for him to wear when he's coralling the horses in the summertime. Or whatever.
I think maybe i'd be a good sheep herder. I wouldn't be touched by politics or religion--my faith would be the trees and the sheep in their feilds. Maybe I should have been born a little more native american. I could build longhouses or something, even though I don't think chicks get to do that.
I wish I lived in Alaska.
A long time ago, when my parents thought they weren't going to have kids, they wanted to move to Alaska and live as nomads out in the tundra. I used to never be able to understand why they'd leave society. But I think i'm starting to get it. I'd like to live a simpler life.
I think i'm transferring to Harker. Last year I handled all my applications and contacting the staff and whatnot, so they knew me by name/face/email adress. But since they didn't open their visual arts school and my parents didn't finish the financial aid forms (mind you it was the only part I wasn't capable of doing, therefore i'm still kind of pissed off cause they never got it done) I didn't bother enrolling. And yea, part of it was cause I wasn't on the greatest terms with friends there at the time.
So awhile ago I emailed the director of admissions, asking about the dead visual arts school and whether I should apply again. And she responded and said she remembered me, and was dissapointed I chose not to go last year, and would send me apllication/financial aid stuff asap. And apparently the arts school isn't happening, but if I applied I wouldn't even have to retest, cause technically last year I aced it. SCORE.
I can't even be sure though that my parents want me to apply, or that in the end their even going to let me. So they value my education, I know that from camp and the academy of art and trying to get me into west valley. So that's settled. I could understand if they didn't want to pay $21,500 a year, cause supposedly that's more than admission to harvard (even though i'm not so sure that's true). But i've said if I get in I won't enroll unless I get financial aid, if that's what they really want. I promised i'd pay all the application fees. So today I was talking about how i'm going to apply as if they had approved it all along, and they seemed fine with it. They are so flip-floppy. Sheesh.
I can understand the most that they're worried about the people there, because that's something i'd be a little worried about, too. Yea despite the fact that I have really good friends there, yea when we hung out like a year ago they always got me down. Cool, i know that, I was the one who had to deal with my shit more than anyone else. (Well, to some extent.)But I don't think they realize that even though I don't hang out with them as much anymore, I probably talk to them the same amount or more now. I doubt that'll end up being that big a problem. And the other people, i'll get over them. It'll be sheltered like Challenger, but it'll have better classes. That's fine. I like sheltered. I like good classes. And the fact that I would see two close friends everyday is fantastic. (I'm not naming names, for the 'paranoid' people.You know who you are.)
Really, all I need is a couple friends. Ones that live near me, that I can see, cause right now with the exception of Stephen i'm not allowed to see anyone/can't see them cause my parents suck at transportation/they live way too far away for us to hang out. Ugh it sucks.
But back to Harker, they have philosophy classes. And real art classes. And that excites me a lot. What i'd really like is if I could stay in the dorms. That would be rad, but there's NO way that's happening. My parents like me too much, apparently? It's already been brought up, and it was a definite no.
I think my parent's real worry is that i'm trying to shelter myself too much, and when the time comes for me to leave home/go to college/whatever, i'm going to realize the world is way bigger than that little school and my little community, and i'll freak out and become an emotional wreck.
I say I think maybe that's already happened with me to some extent at Branham, and i've gotten over it and my real problem is being completely freaked out by people's personalities, not by their numbers themselves. Oh, maybe it's the same thing, who knows.
I think I definately talk way too much. So really all I was trying to say is i'm not going to the show tonight, I wish I was a sheep herder, and I might transfer to Harker.
And I found out what the point of the Life of Pi is today. So I needed a little help, but really it comes down to the fact that I knew it already but didn't read into it enough. I've decided i've changed my mind, I like it now.
And i'm really not looking forward to this audition thing.
And camp is in 6 months, 2 weeks exactly.
As you can see, i'm not at the show tonight, cause otherwise i'd be there and not here. I'm inexplicably no longer allowed to go out on weeknights, and my dad said I could go one more time during the week and that's it. So i'm choosing to skip this show and see One or 2 Words later on. So there.
I almost wish I lived in some little village town and was a sheep herder or something. And I could know what it's like to really work, and not box my self off in some big corporation. And friends totally wouldn't be necessary and I could be comfortable with myself and my family, and marry the farmhand and sew durable clothes for him to wear when he's coralling the horses in the summertime. Or whatever.
I think maybe i'd be a good sheep herder. I wouldn't be touched by politics or religion--my faith would be the trees and the sheep in their feilds. Maybe I should have been born a little more native american. I could build longhouses or something, even though I don't think chicks get to do that.
I wish I lived in Alaska.
A long time ago, when my parents thought they weren't going to have kids, they wanted to move to Alaska and live as nomads out in the tundra. I used to never be able to understand why they'd leave society. But I think i'm starting to get it. I'd like to live a simpler life.
I think i'm transferring to Harker. Last year I handled all my applications and contacting the staff and whatnot, so they knew me by name/face/email adress. But since they didn't open their visual arts school and my parents didn't finish the financial aid forms (mind you it was the only part I wasn't capable of doing, therefore i'm still kind of pissed off cause they never got it done) I didn't bother enrolling. And yea, part of it was cause I wasn't on the greatest terms with friends there at the time.
So awhile ago I emailed the director of admissions, asking about the dead visual arts school and whether I should apply again. And she responded and said she remembered me, and was dissapointed I chose not to go last year, and would send me apllication/financial aid stuff asap. And apparently the arts school isn't happening, but if I applied I wouldn't even have to retest, cause technically last year I aced it. SCORE.
I can't even be sure though that my parents want me to apply, or that in the end their even going to let me. So they value my education, I know that from camp and the academy of art and trying to get me into west valley. So that's settled. I could understand if they didn't want to pay $21,500 a year, cause supposedly that's more than admission to harvard (even though i'm not so sure that's true). But i've said if I get in I won't enroll unless I get financial aid, if that's what they really want. I promised i'd pay all the application fees. So today I was talking about how i'm going to apply as if they had approved it all along, and they seemed fine with it. They are so flip-floppy. Sheesh.
I can understand the most that they're worried about the people there, because that's something i'd be a little worried about, too. Yea despite the fact that I have really good friends there, yea when we hung out like a year ago they always got me down. Cool, i know that, I was the one who had to deal with my shit more than anyone else. (Well, to some extent.)But I don't think they realize that even though I don't hang out with them as much anymore, I probably talk to them the same amount or more now. I doubt that'll end up being that big a problem. And the other people, i'll get over them. It'll be sheltered like Challenger, but it'll have better classes. That's fine. I like sheltered. I like good classes. And the fact that I would see two close friends everyday is fantastic. (I'm not naming names, for the 'paranoid' people.You know who you are.)
Really, all I need is a couple friends. Ones that live near me, that I can see, cause right now with the exception of Stephen i'm not allowed to see anyone/can't see them cause my parents suck at transportation/they live way too far away for us to hang out. Ugh it sucks.
But back to Harker, they have philosophy classes. And real art classes. And that excites me a lot. What i'd really like is if I could stay in the dorms. That would be rad, but there's NO way that's happening. My parents like me too much, apparently? It's already been brought up, and it was a definite no.
I think my parent's real worry is that i'm trying to shelter myself too much, and when the time comes for me to leave home/go to college/whatever, i'm going to realize the world is way bigger than that little school and my little community, and i'll freak out and become an emotional wreck.
I say I think maybe that's already happened with me to some extent at Branham, and i've gotten over it and my real problem is being completely freaked out by people's personalities, not by their numbers themselves. Oh, maybe it's the same thing, who knows.
I think I definately talk way too much. So really all I was trying to say is i'm not going to the show tonight, I wish I was a sheep herder, and I might transfer to Harker.
And I found out what the point of the Life of Pi is today. So I needed a little help, but really it comes down to the fact that I knew it already but didn't read into it enough. I've decided i've changed my mind, I like it now.
And i'm really not looking forward to this audition thing.
And camp is in 6 months, 2 weeks exactly.