The world might just explode. I have created a Tumblr account.
You can see it here. Facebook started sucking major ass, so I tried to find something worthy of replacement. This might just be it.
Sorry for the annoyingly short post, but I don't feel too terribly good right now. I just thought this should be an update. I will update again tomorrow after (dun dun dunnnnnn) school so that you can know how it goes on the first day.
That's about it. See ya then.
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Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Friday, September 2, 2011
An Ode to the Interwebz...
Not really. I'm not very good at poetry. But I do love the Internet. It's amazing.
Today I was interested in what would come up if I Googled myself, and I found my legit birth story, written by my mother herself. Apparently, I was 5 1/2 hours of labor total from when my mom's water broke to when I fully appeared outside of the womb. Amazing. I guess I was always as awesome as I am now.
I also found an article on the Seattle PI about my family. But what really touched me was seeing my mom's obituary on the Seattle Times website. I didn't know that she was that awesome. I guess I inherited some of that. Emphasis on "some". No matter how awesome I turn out to be, I will NEVER be as awesome as that woman. Nor will I ever be as awesome as Tyler was when he was three, as mentioned in my birth story.
Needless to say, I had a pretty good cry.
So, last night, I was up for a very long time, mostly on YouTube, but also using StumbleUpon. Now, I love SU, but it always makes me bookmark crap I don't need but every time I look at it, I want to keep it. So I decided to make folders. And that turned out alright.
I've also been thinking, and if I'm going to leave Seattle, I might as well go really really far away to see more interesting things than most of the U.S. holds. Not that I don't love my country, I just want to see something else for a change. So I decided that my dream is to go to London. It looks ridiculously beautiful and a lot like where I live now except the streets are a bit more crowded, they use weird words, and they drive on the other side of the street. Which is fine, I guess. I'm just going to need some funding.
I did some research, and apparently the minimum legal age in the U.S. to travel alone as a minor is 15. I'm totally not going to have the money by then. So when I'm about 17, I think I might go over there to see if I like it first before making any commitments. I've been looking at Oxford and so far they have the most to offer funding-wise, so hopefully going to college itself won't be as bad as the travel expenses, and the transportation expenses, and the living expenses. God knows I don't want to live in a dorm. Public bathrooms are SO not my thing, especially to shower in. My grandparents also apparently have a college fund stored away for both me and my brother, so that will be good too. I used to think that I didn't need scholarships, but this is going to be really, really expensive.
I'm still going to have to do more research, of course, to see if Cambridge has anything more to offer. Either way, it's going to be extremely expensive. It's a good thing I'm not planning on going to college for more than four years. Requirements are also weird because all they talk about are A-Levels, and we don't have that here. It's kind-of confusing. They did talk about International Baccalaureate, though, which they have at Sealth. Which I'm not going to until next year. But that's alright, because the IB programs there aren't offered to freshmen.
But before I bore you with incessant babbling about educational things, I will be off.
Today I was interested in what would come up if I Googled myself, and I found my legit birth story, written by my mother herself. Apparently, I was 5 1/2 hours of labor total from when my mom's water broke to when I fully appeared outside of the womb. Amazing. I guess I was always as awesome as I am now.
I also found an article on the Seattle PI about my family. But what really touched me was seeing my mom's obituary on the Seattle Times website. I didn't know that she was that awesome. I guess I inherited some of that. Emphasis on "some". No matter how awesome I turn out to be, I will NEVER be as awesome as that woman. Nor will I ever be as awesome as Tyler was when he was three, as mentioned in my birth story.
Needless to say, I had a pretty good cry.
~*~
I've also been thinking, and if I'm going to leave Seattle, I might as well go really really far away to see more interesting things than most of the U.S. holds. Not that I don't love my country, I just want to see something else for a change. So I decided that my dream is to go to London. It looks ridiculously beautiful and a lot like where I live now except the streets are a bit more crowded, they use weird words, and they drive on the other side of the street. Which is fine, I guess. I'm just going to need some funding.
I did some research, and apparently the minimum legal age in the U.S. to travel alone as a minor is 15. I'm totally not going to have the money by then. So when I'm about 17, I think I might go over there to see if I like it first before making any commitments. I've been looking at Oxford and so far they have the most to offer funding-wise, so hopefully going to college itself won't be as bad as the travel expenses, and the transportation expenses, and the living expenses. God knows I don't want to live in a dorm. Public bathrooms are SO not my thing, especially to shower in. My grandparents also apparently have a college fund stored away for both me and my brother, so that will be good too. I used to think that I didn't need scholarships, but this is going to be really, really expensive.
I'm still going to have to do more research, of course, to see if Cambridge has anything more to offer. Either way, it's going to be extremely expensive. It's a good thing I'm not planning on going to college for more than four years. Requirements are also weird because all they talk about are A-Levels, and we don't have that here. It's kind-of confusing. They did talk about International Baccalaureate, though, which they have at Sealth. Which I'm not going to until next year. But that's alright, because the IB programs there aren't offered to freshmen.
But before I bore you with incessant babbling about educational things, I will be off.
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