DEAR DIARY:
Today was the first day back to school. I didn't enjoy it nearly as much as I think I should have. After an entire summer debating whether or not to go back to the U of A, or drop out, upgrade, and go to NAIT for Respiratory Therapy, I ended up just being a PROCRASTINATING BUM and going back into graphic design.
In all honesty, I had planned to just drop out. I purposely missed my confirmation payment and planned to get kicked out, but turns out:
Jet lag + not having a job (ie: no need to know what day it is for 4 months) means I don't understand confirmation payment due dates, and had one extra day to pay it.
IT MUST HAVE BEEN A SIGN.
Coming from a girl who is completely devoid of faith in a higher power (I just took out Losing Faith in Faith by Dan Barker from the U library, GO PERKS) I think I shouldn't have assumed this was some cosmic push towards graphic design.
ESPECIALLY CONSIDERING:
That the night before I go back to school, my fortune cookie says "You will succeed in the field of medicine"(IN BED). Is this a sign as well? Why can't I get any continuity here? I think I've lost faith in faith.
ANYWAY, WHAT YOU REALLY WANT TO READ:
So Shannon and I were directed to the Student Design Association table in Quad today on campus. They had a big backdrop of PINK AND BLUE 80s LASERS! to take photos in front of, with props!
Including:
Horse mask!
Gorilla mask!
Old jean jacket!
3D glasses, Boxing gloves, arm warmers, etc.
I chose 3D glasses and a jean jacket, shannon chose glasses and boxing gloves.
As we're getting ready for a photo, a delightful young gentleman walks by and criticizes my choice of pose/attire/gangster pose. Being all 80s'D up (and considerably full of refined sugar) I had no choice but to grab the collar of my jacket, puff up my chest, and yell "WHAT? YOU WANNA GO?"
He didn't wanna go.
Larissa: 0, Heckler: 1.
WAIT, THAT'S WRONG.
Larissa: Always wins.
Regards,
Tired, Indecisive Panda
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