... But now I know I want to win the war

I Feel It All - Feist

So, this Monday I come home fairly late -  after having met B for a nice stroll in town  - and arrive just in time for dinner. As soon as I've started eating my mother sticks a white envelope under my nose. It has a very familiar mark on it. UCAS. Haha, way to ruin my appetite. In ways I  wish I could say I have trouble with my nervous system, but really it's just me being fundamentally nervous. Anyways I open it, and really there was no need to be nervous, it was the welcome letter. Silly me!

Well, this week has felt really weird, because more people have been receiving conditional offers, but I somehow developed a theory (based on prejudice and inner hope) that only the bad schools would reply to people this early - replies can be given out up until the 6 May. Well.

Today I come home and by chance decide to look at my "track" status on the UCAS homepage. I log in and almost forget to even check the "choices"-page but when I do I spot something new on my screen.

I have now officially received a conditional offer, my first offer, from the University of Nottingham. 
Guess if I was surprised! If I still am?! Well, to be completely honest I can't really describe my reaction, because I cannot quite interpret it yet. I guess I'll have to wait and see.

What I know about Nottingham this far;

It is somewhere in the middle of England.

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Okay, I admit it, I cheated!

(Google is a pretty helpful source for that)

Inhabitants in City; 288 000

With the suburbian areas; 666 000 .

The Sherwood forest; the hoods of Robin Hood

I guess I have some reading up to do before I make any desicions.

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Lacquer red!

From Dior's Spring/Summer 2011 Collection

Cool chick!

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Fringe or no fringe?

This is what I looked like this summer. With a fringe.

I'm wondering whether I should reincarnate that look or not... I want a new hairstyle!

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You always said I was an actor, baby, guess in truth you thought me just an amateur

Lesson Learned - Ray LaMontagne

Just because he's a poet and a musician and I've listened to him all day.

Well the truth it fell so heavy
Like a hammer through the room
That I could choose another over her
You always said I was an actor, baby
Guess in truth you thought me just an amateur

That you never saw the signs
That you never lost your grip
Oh, come on now
That's such a childish claim
Now I wear the brand of traitor
Don't it seem a bit absurd
When it's clear I was so obviously framed
When it's clear I was so obviously framed

Now you act so surprised
To hear what you already know
And all you really had to do was ask
I'd have told you straight away
All those lies were truth
And all that was false was fact

Now you hold me close and hard
But I was like a statue at most
Refusing to acknowledge you'd been hurt
Now you're clawing at my throat
And you're crying all is lost
But your tears they felt so hot upon my shirt
But your tears they felt so hot upon my shirt

Well the truth it fell so heavy
Like a hammer through the room
That I could choose another over her
You always said I was an actor, baby
Guess in truth you thought me just an amateur

Was it you who told me once
Now looking back it seems so real
That all our mistakes are merely grist for the mill
So why is it now after I had my fill
That you steal from me the sorrow that I've earned
Shall we call this a lesson learned?
Shall we call this a lesson learned?

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My faith

Okay, this one is fairly simple. I'm an agnostic, meaning that I cannot completely dismiss the existence of god, as I do not consider myself to have enough evidence to, but that I do not either believe in a god. My father should have been Catholic being from Chile, in fact, my grandmother was very close to becoming a nun at the age of 14 for some reason I have yet failed to discover. I guess I'm lucky she didn't, or I would most likely not be sitting here writing this right now.

Cool origami huh?

My mother probably should have been a Protestant, and my grandmother on that side of the family often visits church, but that is mostly because where she is from that is where all the action is. The singing and the coffee, the burials and the marriages. The gatherings in short. It is a quite small village as you might understand. I think she might have been a believer once upon a time.

So, I guess I should have been a Christian mix of some kind, but the odds were pretty low when both my parents decided they would not become what they should have. Rebellion runs in my blood it seems.If I could, I'd either adopt some indian belief. You know, Brother Bear-style. Or I'd become a Buddhist à la "My name is Earl". I think both those "religions" seem pretty decent and well-willing, and harmonic. I don't think I can explain it better than that. An important factor to my faith is however that I do respect religious people, as long as they respect people and environment themselves.

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Dub

Diesel Not Petrol - Sukh Knight

I must say, dubstep is really awesome when you're writing missing lab reports. Sukh for the win! :D

Cherry Bomb!

What is it with me and music movies? This one's quite good by the way. For those of you who thought Kirsten Stewart can't act for shit (having seen the Twilight-movies). Well, I actually think she's pretty decent in this movie. If you're into sex, drugs and rock n' roll, I'd say this was the right forum for it.

I like the cover by the way. It's sort of. Cocky.

There's many tales I've lived to tell

Dream - Priscilla Ahn

Promo

So, I just felt like promoting my cousin's music project a bit. He's quite skillful, if you have an ear for reggaebeats. I know I do. Enjoy!

Never Let You Down - Twang System