Paintballing

… Was a blast. 3 insane hours spent crawling around in mud and branches, cowering behind thin wooden platforms and trying to avoid the shots of people on the opposite team; shooting back at wherever you guess the enemy is, and hoping that you’ll get lucky and hit someone. I got shot twice on the hands and my fingers were numb for a couple minutes. Also got nailed on the ribs, left buttock (hah. buttock.) right arm, and back. Tripped over a log and thought I’d broken my spine. Everything did end up hurting like a mother but it was worth it. Crazy amount of mosquitoes too. One of our referees was really good looking. Mmm.

Then I came home and had a massive argument with my parents involving a) screaming, b) crying, c) me calling My Guy and taking up his time with my stupid complaints that, at the time, seemed so fucking important, but now, I understand, are totally irrelevant and ridiculous.

I was totally sore today all through school and everything. Still. WORTH IT.

Things are kinda looking up

Still haven’t 100% re-figured out the WordPress scheme yet, so I can’t put up any of my own layouts. But this one’s such a nice, spring-y, green that I don’t mind keeping it up.

Took the practice ACT today–some hard parts and some easy parts. I think I’ve gotten so used to taking the SAT that when I take any other standardized test it just confuses me. That’s kinda bad.

Sending in my application to Johns Hopkins University summer program, which is like 1/6 of the price of the St. Andrew’s thing. I’m still bummed I can’t go. I emailed the director saying I couldn’t attend (finally) and he replied very nicely and said they could hold a spot for me next year. I’ll take him up on the offer but I’m still pretty set on going to the Olympics next summer.

Having some people over for dinner tonight. Then tomorrow it’s crew practice and then I’m going paintballing for a friend’s birthday. Yes! I’ve never gone paintballing before, but I heard it hurts like a mother if you got shot on bare skin. Should be fantastic.

New Home

Thanks to Matt for all his help and giving me space on tragic.nu for my blog.

In other news–doesn’t seem like I’ll be attending St. Andrew’s this summer. $$ makes up majority of the problem. I’m down about it, but I guess there’s always next time. Wait; no, there’s no next time now. I’m planning on going to Beijing for the 2008 Olympics summer after this one. I’ve written my email to the directors at St. Andrew’s to turn down the spot, but I haven’t sent it yet. I don’t want to.

Now summer 2007 is stretching ahead of me, empty and blank and desolate. I like plans–I like knowing what I’m going to do, when I’m going to do it, where I’m going to do it, and how I’m going to do it.

YEAH

I was accepted into the Creative Writing Program at the University of St. Andrew’s!

I am seriously excited.