Whee. Posting time.
The last couple days have been Rosh Hashanah, which is essentially the Jewish New Year, so much of the time was spent at shul...which wasn't nearly as bad as one might think. We're at a new reform shul, which is actually pretty interesting. Plus we got free lunch both days. Yayay. And Yay some more.
Plus I got to enjoy my Dad and stepmom's cooking, another plus. And services were much shorter than usual due to the new shul too.
Anyway, today my brother got called into PT (physical training) for no good reason, so we had to leave early to go to his dorm to get his uniform. I got to stick around, which was actually great. All I did was talk to University people from his floor until 6-ish.
All I can say (inner child: he's lying, he'll say more) is that it was Great! Man...Other than the whole prospect of "real life" approaching, I can't wait until I get to go to Uni...IF I live on res, that is. I'm getting way ahead of myself in any case...but it was actually a hell of a lot of fun. People are so much....better than High School.
Now, granted, I won't be going to film school...I don't think, and I don't even know if I'll be living on Res, but I'm looking forward to never having to listen to whining about who likes who...or hearing it less, anyway (now I get to hear about who's screwing who, but, let's face it, it's a hell of a lot more interesting). Of course, I would probably get tired of living with dozens of half-filled bottles of alcohol and coolers and junk food lying around, but...um...I'll...fly over that bridge when I get there. (Hey, I need to at least think I'm going to a better place after high school, right? No, it's not desperation!)
Seriously, though, I'm surprised they were that...accepting of talking to me, since I was introduced as "my little brother Myles"...kinda nice, really. I was expecting them to be at least a little mocking or something once JJ was gone, but no, they were semi-offering me alcohol and discussing how certain phrases like "poon tang" were introduced into the collective consciousness of people with minds at least semi-spent in the gutter (Isn't it comforting to know that there are still sexually frustrated Arts students in Uni? No.). There were even lots of fun news updates that occured during the day to keep one interested (someone slept with Eric, and he wasn't good enough, so now she needs a way to break up! See how mature we are now? Pfft.).
Stil...I enjoyed it, I didn't particularly like having to go, I made some friends with people I'll probably never see again...it was kinda like a tour, only I didn't leave the building, and there was a lot more mentioning of things we wouldn't mention in tours. Meh.
Of course...tomorrow I have to go back to the world that is mine at the moment...but I'm more looking forward to getting the hell out of it now, and it isn't THAT bad, either. So...I guess there's optimism in the ranks of one. Not like that makes sense, mind you.
I have real rambling ability. I deserve a prize, such as a rubber ducky. No, I don't know where the hell that came from. I'm not too coherent today anyway. I'm getting a cold, for one thing. It's annoyish. I wasn't even supposed to be back tonight! But back I am.
Ramble ramble ramble. Take care of yourselves, everyone.
