Y not?

I've been researching grad schools like crazy today. I spent all my time on UCLA's Motion Picture and Archiving website trying to figure out how possible it would be for me to be accepted and what resources they could offer to lure me away from NYU. Sadly, it wasn't very difficult to bring me to see the light. It seems so much more awesome there. They have so many more resources and the program seems more comprehensive. Although both schools have distinguished professors, UCLA seems to have more specifically film related profs. I suppose it's good that I am doing this now, it'll save me the confusion when it comes time to actually make decisions.

In other news, I sent my number to Nantucket. I debated for a while which approach to take in my reply. This is what I came up with: "I've yet to find good coffee downtown. Ring me if you do and chatting will ensue." I didn't plan for the rhyme, but I kind of like it. I don't get how or why I can be so funny and charming in emails and so lame and awkward in real life! I just don't get it...

Now that the Self-Esteem Club has gone to set up new chapters, my foundation is beginning to crack..

I say this.. but perhaps i only mean to inspire a little bit of drama in my life. Everything is relatively peachy.

I just looked at my reply and found this whole situation incredibly strange. Considering the background on this story. I always forget that interesting people are not out of reach, even though they may seem to be. I've been making friends with people I was interested in from a distance since Mount Allison.. (Joel, Joe, Laura... although I never won over that Dave guy.. but maybe that's for the best). I should remember that, usually, I'm not even that interested in the people I see at first glance. It's the hidden treasures that are worth the wait..

In any case, I've decided to go with the Y. I woke up this morning, talked to my little Ali-gator and she convinced me the Y was a better deal.

I've been in such a good mood all day, being silly with DJ and Sm. What a bunch!

To celebrate my soon-to-be-membership at the Y, here's a series of abandonned pools.



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