(no subject)

Oy, all you crazy Brits out there - question!

I'm filling out my Trinity application (OMG*squeeflail*sldkfjsldkfj) and it says there's a thing called a "Semester Start-up Programme" that lasts for FOUR WEEKS in September before the start of classes. Do any of you know what the heck that means/is/entails? (ETA: To clarify, it's optional. You can sign up for it or not as you choose.)

On a related note, the three terms at Trinity are called the Michaelmas, Hilary, and Trinity terms. Such pretty names! *loves*

(Can you tell I'm REALLY FUCKING EXCITED? Is it October yet???? Hee, I was asking that last year too, for Wincon! I guess Octobers agree with me! :D)

(no subject)

So you know your mind has been eaten WHEN: you're in the shower at 7:30 AM and your eyes alight on your facewash which says 'Daily Cream Cleanser' and it takes your half-awake brain about 5 seconds to figure out why that reminds you of Jared - then you realize, 'Daily Padalecki'! *FACEPALM* I'm serious, that's the process my brain went through. I laughed at myself. DAMN YOU, LINDSAY! ♥

In other news this morning, I landed a recommendation letter for Trinity from the head of the chemistry department (also my orgo teacher)! This is awesome \o/

I'm also drinking a caramel latte. Sin in a CUP, holy crap. *loves*

Another event of this morning (gosh, it's only 10:30!) was walking into physics class to see a small terrycloth MONKEY hanging from the ceiling. That's right. It was part of a demonstration of shooting a projectile ball at a falling object, but omg. MONKEY. *g*

Tomorrow is Winchester day!!!!! *does the happy dance* I've only watched half of one of the director's cuts, to properly tease myself, but omg. DEAN. *loves forever and a day*

I can sing my heart out, sing myself away

Baby it's a dark world, hard and cold
Nuclear fusion, wings unfold
Shuddering souls, gilded cage
Somewhere you and the world begin to wane

Had a monkey on my back, man on my trail
Life fought back, death don't fail
Gut the air, sky to floor
You sang, you don't sing anymore

Here's from me to world
Here's from the world to you
I can sing my heart out, sing myself away
Any day, any day

Flutter like silk in breath in lungs
I can call you I can speak in tongues
And can you walk straight? It's a choice in mind
Can you know I'm sleepwalking behind?

~Eurydice by Noe Venable

(Random awesome lyrics and song brought to you by I-Don't-Want-To-Write-My-Essay-Dammit! \o/)