My OperaSo this is Christmas. Sort of.
Sunday, December 28, 2008 9:06:43 PM
HA I knew I would abandon this blog after awhile. Go me! Hm... What's happened... Well Christmas came and went. I got stuff. I saw people. It was nice. 
I got clothes. Always good. And jewelry. No stage make-up though. That was sad I sort of needed that too. Oh well. Um. School's good. I got all A's and one B+ for the first quarter and if I can keep this up, I won't have to take a final exam! Oh the joys of being a senior
I got accepted to my now first choice college. Also accepted to my second choice but not to the program I wanted to be in. Oh well. I know why. I'm fully capable of being in that school but try-outs can be so nerve-wracking.
I won't let it get me down TOO much.
Mum still wants me to apply to more colleges though I don't really see the point. I know the college I want to go to. As long as I can pay for it, I'm good. Though I suppose it's a good idea to broaden my option pool. Just in case. Ahh well. I'll do that. Sometime.
What else.... OH! So remember Dave from a few posts ago? Well... We're together now. He's fantastic. I'm very happy. January 7th will mark two months. Excited. And I really need to keep myself from going on and on and on because I will and I'm sure that is exactly what you all want to hear But, yes. Me and him. Together. It's delightful.
We saw Twilight last night! I liked it, though it was a tad disappointing. The books are so much better. I'm glad I read them before I saw the movie too because if I hadn't, I'm sure I wouldn't take the time just because of my short attention span. Still, I can't wait to see what they make of New Moon (Movie out November 29th, 2009). Though it will be a little disappointing to not see Edward Cullen in most of the movie. But eh. He's not THAT gorgeous.
I've been having strange dreams. Dreams that should have ended a long time ago. I don't really know why I'm having them but I wake up wishing they were real, though in the back of my mind, I know there's no way they can be. I wish they would stop. They are much too confusing for my taste. And I'm finished with their subject matter. Can't my mind just leave me alone? I've been doing fine. Fantastic even. It's not like I think about what these dreams are about before I fall asleep. In fact, I always think about something completely different. Is my mind playing tricks on me? I had a discussion with Dave last night about how each mind works a little differently than another and it got me to thinking about how exactly our mind functions. Is there such a thing as the back of our minds? Where thoughts float aimlessly without any real recognition just waiting for a chance to spring back to be our main focus? That would certainly explain my current predicament. I don't know. What triggers thoughts anyway? What are thoughts? Are they real? Or are they just a certain pattern of electrons and protons thrown together by experience and reaction? How does this work? They certainly seem real. Like they are physically in my head. Like Albus Dumbledore and his memories in the Pensieve. I want to know how we have thought. How we have dreams. How I am able to sit here and ponder my mind like this. This seems like such a strange and fascinating concept to me now.
I think I'll Google it.
I got clothes. Always good. And jewelry. No stage make-up though. That was sad I sort of needed that too. Oh well. Um. School's good. I got all A's and one B+ for the first quarter and if I can keep this up, I won't have to take a final exam! Oh the joys of being a senior I got accepted to my now first choice college. Also accepted to my second choice but not to the program I wanted to be in. Oh well. I know why. I'm fully capable of being in that school but try-outs can be so nerve-wracking.
I won't let it get me down TOO much.
Mum still wants me to apply to more colleges though I don't really see the point. I know the college I want to go to. As long as I can pay for it, I'm good. Though I suppose it's a good idea to broaden my option pool. Just in case. Ahh well. I'll do that. Sometime.
What else.... OH! So remember Dave from a few posts ago? Well... We're together now.
He's fantastic. I'm very happy. January 7th will mark two months. Excited. And I really need to keep myself from going on and on and on because I will and I'm sure that is exactly what you all want to hear But, yes. Me and him. Together. It's delightful. We saw Twilight last night! I liked it, though it was a tad disappointing. The books are so much better. I'm glad I read them before I saw the movie too because if I hadn't, I'm sure I wouldn't take the time just because of my short attention span.
Still, I can't wait to see what they make of New Moon (Movie out November 29th, 2009). Though it will be a little disappointing to not see Edward Cullen in most of the movie. But eh. He's not THAT gorgeous. I've been having strange dreams. Dreams that should have ended a long time ago. I don't really know why I'm having them but I wake up wishing they were real, though in the back of my mind, I know there's no way they can be. I wish they would stop. They are much too confusing for my taste. And I'm finished with their subject matter. Can't my mind just leave me alone? I've been doing fine. Fantastic even. It's not like I think about what these dreams are about before I fall asleep. In fact, I always think about something completely different. Is my mind playing tricks on me? I had a discussion with Dave last night about how each mind works a little differently than another and it got me to thinking about how exactly our mind functions. Is there such a thing as the back of our minds? Where thoughts float aimlessly without any real recognition just waiting for a chance to spring back to be our main focus? That would certainly explain my current predicament. I don't know. What triggers thoughts anyway? What are thoughts? Are they real? Or are they just a certain pattern of electrons and protons thrown together by experience and reaction? How does this work? They certainly seem real. Like they are physically in my head. Like Albus Dumbledore and his memories in the Pensieve. I want to know how we have thought. How we have dreams. How I am able to sit here and ponder my mind like this. This seems like such a strange and fascinating concept to me now.
I think I'll Google it.
