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On iTunes: Piano Concerto No. 3 in D, Op. 30 by Rachmaninoff
I am still alive, but I seem to have discovered a sort of murphy’s law type state in my life. Every time I think I will have more time in the future, I end up not having any time at all. So whenever I think I’ll blog more because I’ll have less to do, I end up having more to do than I did before, and never get around to blogging, let alone doing things like washing my car. Speaking of which, I hope the rain will let up so I can wash my car again.
And its almost over. I can’t believe the fact that it was not so long ago that I was thinking “how am I ever going to make it to college?”. I can’t believe all that has happened just in these four short years. Now I am going to make an effort not to be too overly sentimental, because I don’t want to lead anyone to the idea that I am sad its over. I’m not. I am excited to be going on to college, being independent, on my own, and getting to fold my clothes the way I like them folded. In fact, if it wasn’t for the nightmare called financial aid, I think my excitement would be completely unrestrained. As it is, I am excited, while being frightened at the prospect of paying off student loans for the rest of my life, especially since I want to go to grad school.
I am also considering, and never had previously, the possibility of going pre-med and becoming a doctor. For a long time, I was convinced I wanted to work in the automobile industry. I love cars. Anyone who knows me, anyone who has ever talked to me knows this. And while I have a passionate love affair with automobiles, I don’t know if I want to get married to it, so to speak. Not to mention the fact that mechanical engineering plays into none of my strengths. Medicine is something that has a nice blend of science and art, which is what I am looking for. And my handwriting looks just like a doctors already, I won’t even need to practice that part. In all seriousness though, a lot of parents have been congratulating me on going to Brown, and also telling my parents that they thought I would make a great surgeon. I guess I hadn’t even considered medicine before. I figured “too much school”, even though I had already decided that if possible, I want to go as far as possible in education.
On a completely different note, Prom, which ended today, was awesome. I have a feeling there were too many commas in that sentence. To sum it up, I think I will do a nice list of key points.
-Walked down red carpet in Red Square. Got photographed by parents a lot.
-Schmoozed with parents and hung out with students while a band played (think Laurence Welk) until we finally got on buses.
-Went to Canlis for dinner. Had a nice singing group and a trio playing through dinner.
-Danced. And for the first time in a long time, I actually danced. It felt good to look like a moron and not care so much.
-Changed in a back dining/conference room at Canlis and got back onto buses for our trek into the great unknown (it is now approaching 12:30 AM…today).
-Went to Family Fun Center in Tukwila for 3 hours of video games, mini golf, laser tag, go-karts, batting cages, free food, pool…you get the idea.
-Hypnotist (who comes every year to prom) put under 10 students from our class. We were all very amused.
-Returned to school. Arrived back at 6 AM, 13 hours after we arrived in Red Square
‘Twas good. And now, I must go to bed, because I have gotten a whopping 4.5 hours of sleep in the past 34 hours, and I actually have to go to class tomorrow. I’m not complaining though…these two days are my last two of high school.
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