09 August 2010

all will be well.

Okay, I'll skip the "omg, I haven't written in forever and I just remembered how much I love writing" crap. Here we go.


  • My sister finally got married. Weird, but cool for her I guess.
  • My sister also got cancer. Or rather, she found the cancer she had for a long time. Thyroid. But the good news? She's already had it removed, received radioactive iodine treatment, and been shown to no longer have any cancer in her body. My mom was really freaked out about it, I cried a lot, but she was a real trooper. And now she has a bad ass scar on her neck. What a bamf.
  • Matt and I are still together. Yay!
  • I'm about to start applying to grad school. And take the GRE on Saturday. Stressing a lot.
  • I'm moving into my new apartment on the 20th. West Campus should be...interesting. But way more convenient than anything I've ever had before.
  • At the moment, I'm planning on saving all my money that I earn from the Colloquium and the FIGs to (finally) make a trip up to New York and visit Ed after I graduate. I haven't told him yet in case something comes up that I need the money for, and in case my parents decide to pull an overprotective folks on me, but I'm way excited.
Hmm. Those are the major developments.

In other news, I saw someone last night that I used to have a really silly crush on in high school (and up until about yesterday). It was weird - it was like he was trying to outdo me in everything he said, rubbing in my face all of the promiscuous sex he's been having with girls I don't care about. I tried playing the "would you" game with him that I play with pretty much everyone in Austin, and he accused me of hitting on him. Really? Really? Sure, part of me wanted him to hit on me so I could be like, "Woah, I still got it. What a loser for still wanting me." And I know that he totally did. I just didn't like the way he went about it. And I didn't like how lame he became over these years with all of those other pompous people at Rice. I wouldn't be surprised if that's the last time I see him, and I really feel no sense of loss. As soon as I got home, I got online and told Matt how much I love him and how glad I am that he isn't a jerk-off.

Speaking of Matt, we really were incredibly close to breaking it off at the end of the summer. Correction: I was close to breaking it off with him. The constant togetherness got to me, and it got to the point where any little thing he did irked me for no apparent reason. But now that we're gone, and I had a taste of the jerks I'm missing out on, I can see a better future for us than I ever have before.

At the moment, though, all I want is to be done with the GRE. Please, please let me score something decent so that I don't have to retake it. I'm worried that my list of schools is too short (Denver, Boston, and UTHSC-Houston), and I'm sad that my decision will most likely be influence mostly by financial concerns, but all will be well. All will be well.