I'm a bit frightened, and totally psyched at the same time! I've been looking at schools all across the country that have good architecture programs as well as others just in case I decide to change my major (hopefully I won't!). I found this really nice school that has awesome Architecture programs as well as tons of art, math and science courses- which is great! And the snag: its the University of Washington State. Far away, yes, but also the home of Starbucks! and only 2 hours from the coast, and an hour from Port Angeles, and located right in Seattle. This is (at this particular moment) my dream college. :D! Yay!
Theres also another great school in Southern California (the Los Angeles area ;) ) and theres a few worth looking into closer to home, but still near the coast, in the Carolinas. I have an idea of where I would like to go to college- somewhere near water, and tons of trees and wildlife. Add in another plus for Washington- it has tons of parks, trails and outdoor activities to keep me active, while not feeling stuck in a small town. :P (No offense to HF-L or Lima, I just feel kind of smothered by small town-ness) Another plus for Washington State: College in the city, but a weekend getaway on the coast where there are no tall buildings or main roads!
-I think I'm getting obsessed...-
Ohmigosh! So today in Civil Engineering & Architecture, Mr. DeCarlo had pulled out all these old blueprints from as early as the 70's. Haha :P But it was totally cool! I found blueprints for the school from 1995, and a plan for this huge house on Rush Mendon Road (The Meisenzahl [sp?] Residence) and it was SICK. I really wish we did that kind of drawing- all by hand- in class instead of on the computer where I don't know how to do anything, I haven't really "made" anything because I don't know how to render my projects. It sucks being dumb in this area. So anyways, I sent a bunch of pictures to mom on my phone :P haha. Oh, that reminds me- I gotta find some money for dinner tonight.... :/ eek! Eh, oh well. Skiing should be fun tonight. It's sunny outside right now and the skies are kind of clear, so hopefully it won't be too cold! :)
Uncle Jim's hat won't fit my head. :P It's as tight as it will go too! Haha, man I thought my head was bigger...
Today's song is: My Life Would Suck Without You- Kelly Clarkson
I love it- its so fun and upbeat and it makes me want to just stop what I'm doing, turn up my music, and DANCE. Ah, I love music like this. I think you might want to go listen now :)
Friday, January 23, 2009
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
A Little Odd..?
Forgive my babbling, I feel like I need to get this off my chest.
Just recently, I bought the first book in the Twilight series. I read it in one day. I love books like this; stories that have legends of vampires and werewolves that actually exist in our world- they aren't just figures of our imagination. However, I've never felt this sad after reading a book. After reading Twilight and New Moon, I find myself desperately wishing that vampires like Edward Cullen and his family, and werewolves like Jacob and his pack actually existed. After reading Harry Potter, I hoped that somewhere, magic actually was practised and that I could someday find it. But this Twilight series made me terribly upset because the story was just so perfectly written, I could play out everything in my head. Now I feel like there's a hole that I can't fill because stories like this are just that: stories and nothing more. And after I was done reading both of the first two books, I cried because I knew I was being ridiculous. Things like this don't actually happen. Stephenie Meyer made this up from her imagination, and it would never come true no matter how much I wish it would.
Since there are four books in the series and I've only read two, I'm driving myself nuts trying to get my hands on the third and fourth books. I want to know if Bella ends up marrying Edward, if Victoria is finally caught and killed, if Jacob forgives Bella, and if Bella finally gets her wish of becoming a vampire. (There are plenty more questions, but too many more to list)
I feel like I need to grow up because even if I describe how I feel to my friends, they won't understand. I've always wanted to believe that theres magic and mystical things in our world that we don't know about. I want to find it and prove that vampires, werewolves, witches, wizards, magic, fairies, trolls, all that fairytale stuff actually exist.
Now I'm thinking I belong in a rubber room, because only crazy talk like this. Maybe it's unhealthy for me to encourage thinking things like this by reading books that contain these characters I wish were alive so badly... Not much of what I said even compares to the thoughts that race through my mind when I think of the possibilities that things like this are real. All of this is just scattered, general thoughts, but I feel it relates enough to what I'm feeling inside.
Hopefully after I read the remaining books in the series, this feeling will go away. I don't favor it too much. I feel sad and depressed because my imagination runs wild with the thoughts of how much I want these things to be real.
Why did I have to be so obsessed with the supernatural?!
I blame Disney for planting these ideas in my head. :/
Just recently, I bought the first book in the Twilight series. I read it in one day. I love books like this; stories that have legends of vampires and werewolves that actually exist in our world- they aren't just figures of our imagination. However, I've never felt this sad after reading a book. After reading Twilight and New Moon, I find myself desperately wishing that vampires like Edward Cullen and his family, and werewolves like Jacob and his pack actually existed. After reading Harry Potter, I hoped that somewhere, magic actually was practised and that I could someday find it. But this Twilight series made me terribly upset because the story was just so perfectly written, I could play out everything in my head. Now I feel like there's a hole that I can't fill because stories like this are just that: stories and nothing more. And after I was done reading both of the first two books, I cried because I knew I was being ridiculous. Things like this don't actually happen. Stephenie Meyer made this up from her imagination, and it would never come true no matter how much I wish it would.
Since there are four books in the series and I've only read two, I'm driving myself nuts trying to get my hands on the third and fourth books. I want to know if Bella ends up marrying Edward, if Victoria is finally caught and killed, if Jacob forgives Bella, and if Bella finally gets her wish of becoming a vampire. (There are plenty more questions, but too many more to list)
I feel like I need to grow up because even if I describe how I feel to my friends, they won't understand. I've always wanted to believe that theres magic and mystical things in our world that we don't know about. I want to find it and prove that vampires, werewolves, witches, wizards, magic, fairies, trolls, all that fairytale stuff actually exist.
Now I'm thinking I belong in a rubber room, because only crazy talk like this. Maybe it's unhealthy for me to encourage thinking things like this by reading books that contain these characters I wish were alive so badly... Not much of what I said even compares to the thoughts that race through my mind when I think of the possibilities that things like this are real. All of this is just scattered, general thoughts, but I feel it relates enough to what I'm feeling inside.
Hopefully after I read the remaining books in the series, this feeling will go away. I don't favor it too much. I feel sad and depressed because my imagination runs wild with the thoughts of how much I want these things to be real.
Why did I have to be so obsessed with the supernatural?!
I blame Disney for planting these ideas in my head. :/
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