portents of -- good?
Hi, diddle-dee ho, to Carleton I will go.
I got an Offer of Acceptance today from good ol' CU. I guess I have to accept
if I want to find out if they'll give me any money. Or a job.
I'm too tired to feel happy, though. I've just got too much shit going on
right now.
Also, I had this dream yesterday morning that Blair, my HRP supervisor, had
gone to York (the city) for some reason, and he'd taken with him all of my
classmates' essay proposals. And apparently, he had run into Wayne Gretzky,
and so I got this huge long letter from Gretz, with signed pictures of him as
a kid, telling me how great my essay topic was and that Hockey Canada was
going to give me a big scholarship.
All my friends were celebrating and freaking out, because this was a dream
come true, right? But not me. I was CONVINCED it was a dream (I think I had
a notion that I had woken up earlier in the morning and fallen back asleep).
So one of my friends, it was a guy, but I don't know who (perhaps Simeon?)
told me that in order to prove to myself it wasn't a dream, I had to walk out
the door and go outside and take some breaths of fresh air, so I would know
that it was real. And I did that, and so went, hey, I guess it's not a dream
after all. I just won a ridiculous scholarship from Hockey Canada!
And then I woke up.
Posted by Ally at March 29, 2005 06:12 PM