I GOT ACCEPTED!
The good people at the Vincent D'Indy Music Conservatory are pleased to announce that I am ACCEPTED INTO THEIR SCHOOL!
Oh. My. God. I never thought in my whole life that I would be doing something like this. Hell, a couple of years ago I was gonna be a neurosurgeon. I never thought I would back out of science and I especially never thought I would still be pursuing music. I'm exhilarated, and I'm not even sure if I spelled that right! YAY!
And the boy got accepted into Abbott. Yay some more! Okay, so considering we go to a prestigious private school and it's physically IMPOSSIBLE that Abbott would reject any students from my school unless they had a 2% average, it's not such a surprise. But I'm still happy for him. He's still waiting on his letter from Marianopolis, a much harder school to get into, and I really really hope he won’t be disappointed. I’m rooting for him.
Yesterday my mom, my sisters and I went to Zellers to buy some clothes, because we have none. I bought some nice new bras (I’m officially in love with the red one), some jeans, and a PINK shirt. Yeah, ya heard me, pink. And froofy and girly with a ruffly thing in the front and I love it. Don’t look at me like that.
Today I went to the pharmacy because my deodorant is almost out, and I’m sick of scraping out of the bottom in an attempt not to smell skanky. I also bought some face cream, a lipgloss, and … condoms. Not because I need them and not because I foresee using them in the near future but because if I ever do need them, I’ll feel better having them right there. And I wanted to see if I had the guts to stare at the display for 5 minutes, pick up a box and bring it to the cash. This is a feat in itself, considering how friggin’ paranoid I am, and that the lady whose kids I babysit works at the pharmacy. But I didn’t bump into her, I didn’t get any weird looks at the cash, and I was out of there in no time flat.
Wow. I spent my weekend buying condoms and bras. For some reason that sounds infinitely slutty to me. Oh well, guess I had to come to terms with my sluttiness one day or the other.
Homework … sucks. Exams … suck. And they are approaching very quickly. It seems like I just finished the last term’s exams, and now I have more, coming up this Friday. This year is passing by so fast … Only a couple of months until prom with the boy, and then it’s summer. And I’m always wondering if we’re going to survive the summer. Because I’ll go on vacation in July and he’s probably going to Greece in August, and then it’s school and we won’t see each other everyday like we do now … I wish time passed slower.
