So I'm worried about my visa. I was applying for a 2 year visa, which requires a big medical exam and a police check. I've had all the medical stuff, the exam and the chest x-ray. I took my fingerprints and sent them off to the FBI, but I haven't heard back. My visa expires Oct. 12. I dont know if I'm allowed to stay in the country after that! I know for sure that I can't work after that date, so if the FBI shit don't get here in the next two weeks, I have to quit my job. I have to say it would be a good excuse to quit the job. I don't like going to bed every night at 9 and I don't like being all tired during the day and feeling like I can't focus.
So I picked a project today, I'm going to do the specificity bit. It looks interesting and has implications (Far-reaching, yes) for coral bleaching, and I could continue with it if I went on to do a phD, which I would love to do. I spent most of today in the library and online doing research and I checked out like 6 journals and a book and a bunch of crap that i need to learn to do the project. I also have to work on my big presentation for class that's on the 27th. I think I'm gonna go talk to one of the profs about that though, cuz I kinda feel like I'm not sure what I'm doing and my brain doesn't seem to be able to make sense of what I'm reading. I'm actually wondering if I should just quit my job now if it's gonna affect my attention span like i feel like it is. oye.
why do humans love the impossible? it is just because they want to try and be the ones that do it? or is there some strange allure in the simple fact that something isn't possible?
i dont want to get up at 5am tomorrow. sorry to whine about it, but it's not fun. it's supposed to start raining sometime this week. what am i gonna do when it's hella pouring down rain at 5am? that'll suck!
i hope i'm not getting sick, my throat's kinda sore.
my neck is also sore, from dancing at the kumara on sat. night. hahaha, there's so many stupid people there that we just kinda go crazy. maybe i shouldn't do so much of the headbanging = P.
today i was looking at wicca stuff, kind of, it's really strange. one of the first nights we went out to the big kumara, there was a goth guy there, we nicknamed him "dead guy". Reading about the goth ideal today, part of the point is to shock people. I remember the guy had long-ish black hair, black eye make-up, three lip piercings and was obviously wearing all black and not smiling. He was just standing there on the dance floor. It was really interesting. I don't really find that look hot, i have to say = P
I am for some reason, drawn to guys with piercings (not really weird ones, but like an eyebrow or something) and something for guys with mohicans (that's jonathans fault). jon occasionally wore eyeliner, i found that adorable. am i weird? when i think about it, i usually just want to get to know those poeple, not date them or anything. yeah...
ummm....i think that's it for now, i was supposed to go running and swimming with winifred tonight, but i'm tired and i ate too much dinner. it's only 9:15 and i think i'm gonna head to bed. how sad is that. makes my life seem sad. haha.
at least i have a bit of spare change in the bank account, eh?
i need to figure out the visa thing.
now how's that for a slightly more stream of consciouness post... = P
oooh...i should do a drunken post someday, that'd be funny.
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