Would anyone like to take bets on how long it will be til the Boromir and Faramir bits wear out on my EE:TTT tape? Waaa. Need extended DVD! Am jealous of all beings who get to hear the wonderful cast commentry. And am jealous of Persephone, who gets to see RotK ages before me and isn’t even a fan. The world has a sick sense of humour.
Speaking of lotr, is it totally wrong that I have Eowyn’s funeral song in my head when I neither know the words or even the proper tune? Is that old English or Rohirric?
Finally sent an email to dad telling him that:
A) Happy Birthday
B) I’ve dropped out of high school.
C) I’m moving to Ireland
You know, I want to keep it simple and all. Don’t want to throw too much at him at once. *rolls eyes* I’m a high school drop out. Wow. Even with my complete lifelong contempt of school, I never thought I would ever drop out. And now I have. The first person I told in currently at Uni herself and she totally freaked out (like I knew she would.) but now I have to tell my other university friend. And she’s the one I’ve been dreading telling. Because she’s gonna scream and yell at me for this, I’m sure. Which is scary. Strangers I can take that from. But she just has a way of cutting straight to the bone. Sigh. I guess I’ll see how it goes.
And I do NOT want to tell my grandfather. He thinks I’m like this really smart person who could be some kind of rocket scientist, and that’s just not me. He’s put so much faith in me that I’ll pass with flying colours and get a degree and yada yada and I hate to have to tell him that it’s not gonna happen. Sigh.
I’ve totally been avoiding telling anyone. I told Sena on the phone the other day and she was so cool about it. It was such a relief. She’s probably a little disappointed, but ah well. I’m a little disappointed in myself. But right now, I’m just not a school person. Maybe some day in the future I will be. I’m really hoping to go to uni when I move to New Zealand in 2005ish.
But right now I’m going to be getting out into the real world. The real, scary, across-the-other-side-of-the-globe world.
Ack. Enough of that now. Time for happiness. I am at the moment rather bouncy and happy cause for the last few weeks I’ve been wishing that Farscape was on, and on Friday it is! *does a dance* I feel the need to change my icon to celebrate, but I don’t want to have to take down any of the icons I have. Pout.
Oh yeah, I should be finishing the last two chapters of my NaNo novel, but have instead been writing a pointless/plotless X-Men fic. What’s up with that? This bloody (Non)Mary Sue is taking over my life.
The girls will be at the premier tomorrow! Squee! *is excited and won’t even be there herself.*
And on a completely different note, I need to dye my hair. This red-brown colour is getting so old and boring.
Okay, my eyes are drooping down and are possibly going to fall out, so I shall go to bed. And more than likley take my laptop and write annoying, life taking overy X-Men thingy. Dammit.
What John William Waterhouse Painting Are You?
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Aaah, my favourite artist *drools* And I'm Circe. How very fitting.