The Craziness of Post-Grad Options

So with the end of highschool days, come the moments where I feel faint (thumbs up for relient k wording). I have been researching like crazy for the past three years at least, wondering what options are out there and what I should do....
I'm sure that I've mentioned the YWAM: DTS programs out there.... I was thinking of going to the UK... because we all know how much I love Britain, yo! :)
But, uni wise, I've told my fellow IB nerds this monstrosity of a plan: ima get my bachelor of fine arts degree, double major in public history and french, then become a museum operations worker. Bahahah! who knew you had to have a BFA in order to work as that! CrZy. Anywho. They just be jokes :) leaving my plans up to God, because I'm so unsure as to what I want to do. :)

Irked.

Today I am irked.
Irked about what you ask?

How the people I call friends, are bearing burdens that are not there's to bear. I don't even bear this stuff; I don't see the point in making it such a big deal. But no, suddenly it's okay to make me feel super terrible about the stuff I don't participate in.
It's really not that big of a deal. I've never made it a big deal, either. You're the one doing that.
If you're reading this, chances are, I'm not talking about you...so don't take this too personally. :)


Anyways. I'm quite tired of this week and it's only Monday.
Things will get better, I know they will.
:) For I am listening to some good ole gospel-feel-good music.

Fred Hammond. :)
Kirk Franklin. :)
And all that jazzzzz.


And I have started attending Young Adults. :) Definitely will be the highlight of my week: Tuesday. :)

Well. Here's to hoping for a better week. :)

Jazzy. :)

p.s. This is great. 

Has anyone here seen the movie Fame?
Well...I fell in love with this song. :) That and his voice.
I find it all overwhelmingly beautiful.

I don't know why I've caught a liking for this movie. Maybe it's my deep inner desire to go to a big arts school and sing my heart out. I'm not sure.
If you haven't seen Fame, I guess that I would recommend it. I'm not too sure; it all depends on whether or not you love the arts and all the motions they go through.
It kind of gave me mixed emotions about making it big, though. It seems like it would be extremely stressing to be a part of such a dramatic school. Like...they make you do so much you don't want to do.
Like acting for one...would not be my thing. Not even some of the closest people in my life can push me out of my comfort zone...hahaha.
I don't know.
I'd really just love to sing, though. And play my piano. And paint. And dance.
haha. I can't dance ;)

Anywho. I'm gonna go find the chords to this song and practice it.
I'm thinking about performing something for (Our School's) Got Talent. Yes?
If you think I should, maybe comment on a song suggestion.

I sing some jazz songs....like this:

And I like singing Alex Goot's part in this...:

RE: JEUNE FILLES.

A demain, c'est Le Jour Deux.
I think that's how you say it. Which means....
Madelle seras ici!!! Yayyyy.

Bonjour le classe de Francais.
D:
Il a été longtemps.......! D:

Ichimaru Gin..... :) haha.....Jeeeeeune FIIIIIIIILLES.

FYI: I'm Not in Grade 10.

Todays adventures were a lot less awesome.

Rather dull.

But none the less, I thought I'd share with you all that the school flirt thinks I'm in grade 10.

-.-

After school I went to grab my backpack out of my locker, and the strap was wedged in on the side. I couldn't get it out -.- so I went and asked the VP for some help. She came to my locker, bringing along with her this kid who was asking her a question. 

Both the guy and the VP seemed to think I was new to the school. As a matter of fact I have been going to this ghetto place since grade 10. I was like, "Naaa, I've been here for a couple of years."

He was like, "Grade 10."

A statement I misunderstood....and answered "Yes," to. 

Oh dear.

So now, this guy thinks I'm in grade 10...when in reality, I just meant to have said that I've been going here since grade 10.

I was very preoccupied with the fact that the strap was wedged into the locker...and absentmindedly ignored what I had said, until I started riding my bike home and realized what had just happened.

Dear anonymous boy, I happen to be the same age as you, but I guess you won't really find out until Grad Timeeee. 

:) 

ahahahhaha,

Jazee. 

Yesterday's History, Tomorrow's a Mystery, Today's an Adventure.

Yesterday's History, Tomorrow's a Mystery, Today's a (Gift) Adventure.

In essence, today went as follows:

-Woke up. 

-Too early.

-Barely texted a yoda quote to Porthos, who seems to manage just find, texting at 7:15 in the morning.

-Rode bike to school (no problemos). 

-Survived my first official 6 hour school day of my last year in highschool. 

-Was entertained during my peer tutoring block (which turned out to be a spare at the time), by Essentially -B who read the most entertaining information from a chemistry textbook. 

-Rode my bike easily enough back home.

-Blah Blah Blah

-Decided to ride my bike to Staples with the idea in mind that I would get two notebooks and some coloured pens. Having put on my helmet, I rode my bike around the block and nearly keeled over. My cell phone rang and I thought I was legit enough to pick it up at the same time I was riding. I've done it before, but a word from the wise: it apparently doesn't work when your cell phone slips out of your hand. It fell through those wire things on the wheel, and I braked super hard, and the phone slipped through the wire things, completely unharmed. It was a close call, I must say, but nothing was damaged, nor was I hurt.
Haha....like 5 boys walking home saw me though. They laughed. Always so encouraging. :p :)
-Got to Staples. Bought the two notebooks.
-Left Staples; started riding home.
-A car didn't see me and the guy almost hit me...but he was slow enough to stop safely.
-Arrived at my final destination (home) all in one piece.

Summary: Today was quite the adventure.

Need Good Music?

Here are some of the latest songs I have fallen in love with. I guess if you've been reading this blog frequently, you'd find that I like a lot of tunes that are inspiring and get-up rockin. I went through a phase where I liked a lot of indie music, but these days I'm quite picky about it. Having said that, I've loaded up my ipod with some jazz tunes, more oldies (oh, how I've always loved the oldies!), rap, and acoustic happy stuff.

Here ya go.

That's just a few :) Enjoy!