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So, I have come to the sad realisation that I will never be a prescription pill junkie. This is because after only being on vicodin for one day I spent a whole day naseuous and inevitably throwing up. This may have something to do with the fact that my mom, in her infinite wisdom, didn't realise that before you take heavy drugs, it's a good idea to have something in your stomach first. Thanks, mom. And don't look at me, I was still out of it at the time.
In case you're wondering what horrible thing happened to me, I will share with you two eulogies. The first: Oh, wisdom teeth, I never really got to know you and I feel your passing every day. I never even got to see you, because it's against the law to give people back their teeth after they've been surgically removed. I weep.
The second: Oh, man-face, you made me feel, at least for a couple days, that I could have found a belonging among other transgendered people. The way my whole cheek swelled to give me a lantern jaw is something I will never forget. I thank you for all the good times we had together. I wish I could have made a funny montage of all the good times we had together: me accidentally forgetting your presence and comically hitting myself, causing great pain, and all the comments I got about you ('you look like a chipmunk,' etc.).
The good news: I am now sporting an incredibly trendy yellow jaundice look. It's very fetching.
And now I will artfully segue into a completely different topic.
I know there are a lot of people out there who have their hearts set on one college and they know that it's perfect for them and that it's where they belong. I am incredibly jealous of you. Right now, it's looking like Bucknell, but we'll see, after I spend a night there. I just don't know. I don't know if I didn't spend enough time looking for the right place, or if I'm too picky. I can't seem to get excited about them. I love them when I first visit, but then I'm plagued with doubts. I don't know if I want to go to Davis based solely on the fact that it's in Cali, or if I woudl honestly love it there. I don't know if I want to choose my school based more on academics. I don't know if it matters where I go because I have this sinking feeling that no place will be perfect.
I never thought I would have this problem. In my head, it was never even a big deal. I don't know if I even spent that much time thinking about it. Like, I just assumed it would all play out fine and I wouldn't have to actively participate. So now I'm worried that either none of the schools I applied to are realyl right for me or I'm jsut not right for college. And honestly that's just not something I ever considered. I even find it weird to think that I might not go to grad school. I can't get the idea out of my head that this is a necessary evil, when really I should be looking forward to it so much.
I guess the biggest problem is that I want to be out of any type of schooling already. I want to have my own place and already have my life long friendships cemented and be living in a cool city or something and have a steady income from writing.
Gah. It's just very frustrating.
Anyway, I went and visited Emiy this weekend. It was awesome. I saw her production of Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead and I was very impressed. That was incredibly good. I also got to hang around on campus for a little bit and it was way cool. Verrry nice just to be able to do whatever you want. That is def something I can't wait for at all. Although I discovered that I realllly don't want to go somewhere hilly. That is not a hill. It was a mountain right in the middle of campus.
Oh, yes. I am beast at Ghost. Distaff? Egress? Calisthenics? Cretin? Alll me, baby. ^_^
In case you're wondering what horrible thing happened to me, I will share with you two eulogies. The first: Oh, wisdom teeth, I never really got to know you and I feel your passing every day. I never even got to see you, because it's against the law to give people back their teeth after they've been surgically removed. I weep.
The second: Oh, man-face, you made me feel, at least for a couple days, that I could have found a belonging among other transgendered people. The way my whole cheek swelled to give me a lantern jaw is something I will never forget. I thank you for all the good times we had together. I wish I could have made a funny montage of all the good times we had together: me accidentally forgetting your presence and comically hitting myself, causing great pain, and all the comments I got about you ('you look like a chipmunk,' etc.).
The good news: I am now sporting an incredibly trendy yellow jaundice look. It's very fetching.
And now I will artfully segue into a completely different topic.
I know there are a lot of people out there who have their hearts set on one college and they know that it's perfect for them and that it's where they belong. I am incredibly jealous of you. Right now, it's looking like Bucknell, but we'll see, after I spend a night there. I just don't know. I don't know if I didn't spend enough time looking for the right place, or if I'm too picky. I can't seem to get excited about them. I love them when I first visit, but then I'm plagued with doubts. I don't know if I want to go to Davis based solely on the fact that it's in Cali, or if I woudl honestly love it there. I don't know if I want to choose my school based more on academics. I don't know if it matters where I go because I have this sinking feeling that no place will be perfect.
I never thought I would have this problem. In my head, it was never even a big deal. I don't know if I even spent that much time thinking about it. Like, I just assumed it would all play out fine and I wouldn't have to actively participate. So now I'm worried that either none of the schools I applied to are realyl right for me or I'm jsut not right for college. And honestly that's just not something I ever considered. I even find it weird to think that I might not go to grad school. I can't get the idea out of my head that this is a necessary evil, when really I should be looking forward to it so much.
I guess the biggest problem is that I want to be out of any type of schooling already. I want to have my own place and already have my life long friendships cemented and be living in a cool city or something and have a steady income from writing.
Gah. It's just very frustrating.
Anyway, I went and visited Emiy this weekend. It was awesome. I saw her production of Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead and I was very impressed. That was incredibly good. I also got to hang around on campus for a little bit and it was way cool. Verrry nice just to be able to do whatever you want. That is def something I can't wait for at all. Although I discovered that I realllly don't want to go somewhere hilly. That is not a hill. It was a mountain right in the middle of campus.
Oh, yes. I am beast at Ghost. Distaff? Egress? Calisthenics? Cretin? Alll me, baby. ^_^