I'm back up.
Alive, of sorts. Hello, hello, hello again. I have finished my foundation year! We'll leave the nostalgia to never. Let's small talk a little. I have missed rambling. I'm starting to realize that it's very inherent to my personality. Twice I was explaining something to two separate friends and they listened till I was done, then they told me that they actually already knew. I was like, "Dude why did you let me explain the whole damn thing then??!!?" and they were like, "But you looked so happy and enthusiastic explaining, we didn't want to interrupt you." I didn't know what to say to them. I kind of just stared at them in defeat. Now I'm oddly cautious about getting too into talking about something. ... don't want to look too enthusiastic.
But I am enthusiastic; I'm enthusiastic about too many things. I feel like it makes them seem not very important because I enthuse about everything but let me just say here right now, that everything I enthuse about is very important to me (however small and trivial it may be). So... I changed my hair colour! Again! I was going to a very ashy grey but then at the salon they were saying about how I'd have to bleach my entire head and the last time I bleached my hair it was a disaster and my hair felt like rafia string. It is not an experience I want to relive. There was much deliberation and a bit of arguing at the salon, all in good fun. The stylists are my friends so, all was good. I don't think it came out as grey as I intended it to be, but I'm happy with it. So is Ryan, I think. I know he's developed an unconscious fear of me doing wild things to my hair. I've done it before so I guess it makes sense that he thinks I would do it again.
Preparing for ADM FOC 2015 has been a huge rollercoaster ride. If anyone reading this is being enrolled this year, you guys better join camp. My literal sweat and metaphorical blood has been shed for this. It will be an awesome camp I promise! To those who aren't coming in and are gleeful spectators, I will post pictures of camp after it is over. Camp is 12-17 July, so look out for it.
In other news about school, I just moved out of Hall. It was a maddening experience. I did not enjoy it. I never realized how much stuff I had in hall until 3 hours before I had to move out. Let me just say now, Hall 8 (my hall) has a gross amount of stairs. The whole architecture of it makes no sense and level two is not actually level two. Basically lugging my shit down endless flights of stairs was not fun and if I have to stay in hall again next year, I'm bringing as little as possible with me. It truly is a frightening thing.
I will now add a bunch of photos to sum up the time I was an absentee mother to this blog.
Err.. I realize I don't have enough photos to make a bunch (sweats nervously)