So with all the changes to the financial aide process for US students, I was afraid I wouldn't be able to apply for a loan until July and then, not be able to apply for my visa until late July/early August. BUT NOW I've found out that Edinburgh is able to process loan applications before July 1st, I'll be able to do my MPN and Entrance counseling as soon as the uni is put on the system (none of the foreign universities are on there yet, but they're doing a website update so I presume they'll be put on there by next week). Then, I'll be able to get my award letter and apply for my visa by early July, late June to have it by the start of August. Yay!
This means that I'll likely be moving to Scotland in mid-August, that is if K doesn't change his mind and decide he wants to move Sept. 1st to save on rent (which means I'll be in Ireland for two weeks before going to Edinburgh). It makes sense to do that, but I REALLY want to move to Edinburgh two months. The Fringe festival is going on, for one, and it'll be nice to get acquainted with the city. Aside from that, I don't really want to stay with K's 'rents again. There's been so much drama and negativity that I don't think I would be able to manage to bite my tongue again like last time.
As for work at my new fancy job, it's been great. I really like the MFAH and I'll love learning about all the contemporary artists.
Now, it is time for... US v. Britain!
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Thursday, June 3, 2010
And the boredom begins...
So it's been a week since K left, and both of us are suffering already! He went home to have to deal with the death cloud that is his sister and I'm home dealing with the complete and utter boredom that is... Houston.
Luckily for me, I start work on Monday. I'm still trying to find suitable retainers for my piercings (the ones I bought are way to obvious and would fall out repeated). I bought some push-in biofit retainers that should arrive tomorrow, so hopefully they work.
And it seems that, finally, I will be going to Barcelona! Yes yes, in September K's sister has a her wedding in Spain (a town close to Malaga) and we've decided to do a bit of traveling before then. Soooo, we will leave a week ahead of time, fly from Edinburgh to Barcelona and stay for four days, then head down to Malaga and then fly back to Edinburgh on Sunday. I was trying to find a way for use to go to Tangier, but it's too expensive to go at the moment. Maybe we'll just plan to go to Morocco for three months or so at some point after my masters *mouth waters*.
Luckily for me, I start work on Monday. I'm still trying to find suitable retainers for my piercings (the ones I bought are way to obvious and would fall out repeated). I bought some push-in biofit retainers that should arrive tomorrow, so hopefully they work.
And it seems that, finally, I will be going to Barcelona! Yes yes, in September K's sister has a her wedding in Spain (a town close to Malaga) and we've decided to do a bit of traveling before then. Soooo, we will leave a week ahead of time, fly from Edinburgh to Barcelona and stay for four days, then head down to Malaga and then fly back to Edinburgh on Sunday. I was trying to find a way for use to go to Tangier, but it's too expensive to go at the moment. Maybe we'll just plan to go to Morocco for three months or so at some point after my masters *mouth waters*.
Friday, May 28, 2010
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
10 days
My graduation was Saturday and I am so happy it's all over. I can't say it was that great (with my rather annoying family being around, rearranging plans that had been rearranged specifically for them, and then the dreaded barbecue), but after all the shenanigans it was alright. Me and K have been enjoying all the extensive (and expensive) remodeling my parents have done to their place and we'll finally be back in Denton tomorrow to sadly away K's departure in ten days. I'm already so sad! Maybe the volcano will kick off again and he'll be stuck here for another week (that is, if he doesn't find out he's stuck in the US after he's in Chicago, where he's flying out... :/).
Aside from that, I found out today I got a scholarship from Edinburgh, 3000 pounds (about $4300) off my tuition! So happy! Hopefully I'll get the Scottish Satire scholarship as well, which would give me a total of 5000 pounds off my tuition (nearly half!).
I'm kind of ready for summer to start, although I've still got some loose ends to tie up (sending my transcript to Edinburgh after my degree is posted, packing crap, buying clear piercing retainers for work, reading K's 2nd book draft before he leaves). As soon as summer starts it will end, then I'll be flying off to Europe again! YIPPEEE!
Aside from that, I found out today I got a scholarship from Edinburgh, 3000 pounds (about $4300) off my tuition! So happy! Hopefully I'll get the Scottish Satire scholarship as well, which would give me a total of 5000 pounds off my tuition (nearly half!).
I'm kind of ready for summer to start, although I've still got some loose ends to tie up (sending my transcript to Edinburgh after my degree is posted, packing crap, buying clear piercing retainers for work, reading K's 2nd book draft before he leaves). As soon as summer starts it will end, then I'll be flying off to Europe again! YIPPEEE!
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
"this is the trip, the best part, that i really like..."
(Two weekends ago) was literally too much of everything after K and I finished helping a friend shoot a short film for his class. Too much alcohol, too much partying, and way too much of "the doors" blaring in my ears from around 1 am to 10 am, when K conked out and left me jittering about the apartment unable to sleep. I was literally wide awake until 11pm sunday night... TOO MUCH PARTYING! I'm still recovering... and so is K; this is by far the most sedate both of us has been for a while. Hahah.
Today (last week, actually) we're treating ourselves to a nice meal at the local Thai restaurant after we finish filming (hopefully the place will still be open when we're done).
With graduation in two weeks, I am officially starting my summer diet. I've somehow managed to gain 5 pounds since coming back from Paris that will not stay off (I've lost 5 and then some, then gained it back and then some, repeatedly). I'm sure it's partially got to do with the fact that my boyfriend 1) likes to party 2) can eat whatever he wants and not gain weight 3) thinks i can eat whatever i want and not gain weight, and therefore is always offering me the junk food he's eating and, finally 4) i have little willpower.
All of the above was written last week but I never got around to posting it. Aside from the above, nothing's happened aside from having taken my finals and, impatiently, waiting for graduation on Saturday, final transcripts on Monday, and my official acceptance letter from Edinburgh... whenever it comes.
Now, apparently, my dad's side of the family is coming to my graduation barbecue this weekend. I actually don't want them to come, unless they bring money (I've got credit cards to pay off!). It's sad, but true. For some reason people from the past always leave bad tastes in my mouth. It'll be worse because it's a class between my future (K, grad school) and the past (opinionated, uninteresting relatives I've not seen nor have wanted to see in years). Returning to Houston in less than a month, and K leaving is worse enough, but to have a taste of the repression that is my family is borderline too much. AH!
On a lighter note, I'm dying my hair again. I've decided on a lighter version of what I have now (essentially, touching up my roots and lightening the rest do i have highlights). You'd think it wouldn't work out well, but it does. I might go and buy dye today, out of pure boredom with my hair.
Today (last week, actually) we're treating ourselves to a nice meal at the local Thai restaurant after we finish filming (hopefully the place will still be open when we're done).
With graduation in two weeks, I am officially starting my summer diet. I've somehow managed to gain 5 pounds since coming back from Paris that will not stay off (I've lost 5 and then some, then gained it back and then some, repeatedly). I'm sure it's partially got to do with the fact that my boyfriend 1) likes to party 2) can eat whatever he wants and not gain weight 3) thinks i can eat whatever i want and not gain weight, and therefore is always offering me the junk food he's eating and, finally 4) i have little willpower.
All of the above was written last week but I never got around to posting it. Aside from the above, nothing's happened aside from having taken my finals and, impatiently, waiting for graduation on Saturday, final transcripts on Monday, and my official acceptance letter from Edinburgh... whenever it comes.
Now, apparently, my dad's side of the family is coming to my graduation barbecue this weekend. I actually don't want them to come, unless they bring money (I've got credit cards to pay off!). It's sad, but true. For some reason people from the past always leave bad tastes in my mouth. It'll be worse because it's a class between my future (K, grad school) and the past (opinionated, uninteresting relatives I've not seen nor have wanted to see in years). Returning to Houston in less than a month, and K leaving is worse enough, but to have a taste of the repression that is my family is borderline too much. AH!
On a lighter note, I'm dying my hair again. I've decided on a lighter version of what I have now (essentially, touching up my roots and lightening the rest do i have highlights). You'd think it wouldn't work out well, but it does. I might go and buy dye today, out of pure boredom with my hair.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
18 + 30 + 107 = SCOTLAND
I have 18 days until graduation and I'm so ready for this degree... I'm ready to move on. UNT has become the most agitating place now and the fact that I'm in Denton makes it worse. So, 18 days until graduation, 30 days until K goes back to Ireland :(, and 107 days until my internship at the MFAH - yes I got it, yippee! - ends and I'm on my way to Europe. I haven't decided if I'll go to Dublin or London, depending on where K is, the last two weeks of August, then move into the apartment in Edinburgh. My other option is to wait until September and fly straight to Edinburgh. I think I'll do the former but... we shall see. What's funny is that I'll have a week before classes start to get use to the city, then the weekend before classes start K and I will be going to Spain for his sister's wedding! It's going to be insane. Dublin or London for two weeks, Edinburgh for one week, and then Spain for the weekend. Fabulous.
I haven't posted in a really long time so I need to make a decent update. So, as mentioned above I got the internship at the MFAH, which will be great. During the interview I was told what we'd be working on and I'm so excited for it. I'll just say it has to do modern art from a specific country in central europe. I'm really excited to be working there, actually going to the interview and walking around Houston with K was so much fun, made me realize how beautiful the downtown area is. It's really great that I'll get the experience of working there in my field of study, with a staff that seems really nice and laid back. Plus the fact that it's paid makes it even better.
On a less exciting note, for some reason K and I have been arguing over the most asinine things, mainly because he's so overly sensitive and... I just don't get it. I'm very understanding of him and his issues, but the overreacting and then not seeing it as overreacting and ONLY as my fault is a bit unnerving for me... and, quite frankly, it pisses me off. Yesterday we had a 4 hour "argument" about the top of a pint of ice cream. Yes, an ice cream top. We were getting a movie from the redbox machine at 7/11 after buying a pint of ice cream, he looks at it and says "has this been open? there's no seal on it.." and I look back at him, probably with a "are you serious?"- look, but definitely in a playful manner, and say "there's never a seal on it." He laughs and says "ignorant," which I laughed about too. Now, he made that comment, not me! Anyway, so meanwhile the redbox disc has come out and grab for it but it gets sucked back in. After I finally get it he makes a comment about me pushing the red box disk in and my reply is "i didn't push it in, it took it back because i took too long to take it because of your ice cream top question." And thus begins the four hour ordeal, which includes us getting back to the apartment and him storming out again in a huff. Then, when I'm on my way to the library, him stopping me from going so he could proceed to preach to me about how degrading and belittling what I said was, all the while changing his argument to include the fact that he was the one who made the comment about his question being ignorant...
Of course I felt bad about hurting his feelings, but I just, even now, can't understand how something like that-- a dispute that in my book did not require that amount of theatrics-- lasted for four hours and resulting in him running out and smoking two cigarettes after being off them for three months. Maybe I'm wrong, but I see this has being overly sensitive. I'd hate to see his reaction if I actually tried to belittle him, which I have never and will never do. I even tried to explain to him why I was pissed off and he wouldn't listen... I apologized over and over and he dragged it out for four hours, which made me even more angry. This is something so minute... I can't even understand why it's still bothering me. I'd like to attempt to clear it up in a way that it doesn't happen again, because his overreacting actually turned a frog into a snake. I mean, explode and bitch about something that's actually offensive... he's had people do much worse things than criticize his knowledge of ice cream tops and not acted anywhere near to how he acted last night... how can something like that really piss someone off that much? How? He's had people physically disrespect him (his sisters, for instance) and not reacted like that.... Although I will actively try to not do it again (whatever it was o_O?), I don't think my attempts will be much help if he doesn't tone down the overdramatic reaction and misinterpretation of my actions.
Aside from those shenanigans, I've actually greatly enjoyed K being here. We've been goofing around and saw the flaming lips a while ago. There's been, by far, much more fun than arguing.
Flaming Lips in Denton
I haven't posted in a really long time so I need to make a decent update. So, as mentioned above I got the internship at the MFAH, which will be great. During the interview I was told what we'd be working on and I'm so excited for it. I'll just say it has to do modern art from a specific country in central europe. I'm really excited to be working there, actually going to the interview and walking around Houston with K was so much fun, made me realize how beautiful the downtown area is. It's really great that I'll get the experience of working there in my field of study, with a staff that seems really nice and laid back. Plus the fact that it's paid makes it even better.
On a less exciting note, for some reason K and I have been arguing over the most asinine things, mainly because he's so overly sensitive and... I just don't get it. I'm very understanding of him and his issues, but the overreacting and then not seeing it as overreacting and ONLY as my fault is a bit unnerving for me... and, quite frankly, it pisses me off. Yesterday we had a 4 hour "argument" about the top of a pint of ice cream. Yes, an ice cream top. We were getting a movie from the redbox machine at 7/11 after buying a pint of ice cream, he looks at it and says "has this been open? there's no seal on it.." and I look back at him, probably with a "are you serious?"- look, but definitely in a playful manner, and say "there's never a seal on it." He laughs and says "ignorant," which I laughed about too. Now, he made that comment, not me! Anyway, so meanwhile the redbox disc has come out and grab for it but it gets sucked back in. After I finally get it he makes a comment about me pushing the red box disk in and my reply is "i didn't push it in, it took it back because i took too long to take it because of your ice cream top question." And thus begins the four hour ordeal, which includes us getting back to the apartment and him storming out again in a huff. Then, when I'm on my way to the library, him stopping me from going so he could proceed to preach to me about how degrading and belittling what I said was, all the while changing his argument to include the fact that he was the one who made the comment about his question being ignorant...
Of course I felt bad about hurting his feelings, but I just, even now, can't understand how something like that-- a dispute that in my book did not require that amount of theatrics-- lasted for four hours and resulting in him running out and smoking two cigarettes after being off them for three months. Maybe I'm wrong, but I see this has being overly sensitive. I'd hate to see his reaction if I actually tried to belittle him, which I have never and will never do. I even tried to explain to him why I was pissed off and he wouldn't listen... I apologized over and over and he dragged it out for four hours, which made me even more angry. This is something so minute... I can't even understand why it's still bothering me. I'd like to attempt to clear it up in a way that it doesn't happen again, because his overreacting actually turned a frog into a snake. I mean, explode and bitch about something that's actually offensive... he's had people do much worse things than criticize his knowledge of ice cream tops and not acted anywhere near to how he acted last night... how can something like that really piss someone off that much? How? He's had people physically disrespect him (his sisters, for instance) and not reacted like that.... Although I will actively try to not do it again (whatever it was o_O?), I don't think my attempts will be much help if he doesn't tone down the overdramatic reaction and misinterpretation of my actions.
Aside from those shenanigans, I've actually greatly enjoyed K being here. We've been goofing around and saw the flaming lips a while ago. There's been, by far, much more fun than arguing.
Flaming Lips in Denton
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Edinburgh wins the game!
I accepted the Edinburgh offer on Sunday. After giving it some thought, I realized their program would be more suitable to my career and academic goals.
So, now that that is out of the way, I'm left with the task of applying to scholarships. For once in my life, funding isn't really the obstacle for me since I'll eligible for credit and non-credit based federal loans. Depending on which scholarships I get, it's the difference between no debt, some debt, or a lot of debt. I hoping for the first or second, but even if I get the latter "a lot" would still not be as much debt I would accumulate if I went to school in the U.S.
So, now that that is out of the way, I'm left with the task of applying to scholarships. For once in my life, funding isn't really the obstacle for me since I'll eligible for credit and non-credit based federal loans. Depending on which scholarships I get, it's the difference between no debt, some debt, or a lot of debt. I hoping for the first or second, but even if I get the latter "a lot" would still not be as much debt I would accumulate if I went to school in the U.S.
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