Two songs to share today, both by budding musician Alex Day, aka vlogger nerimon. If you like his music, you can listen to it all for free on his website, or buy it on iTunes or in real life.
The first song deals with a subject which I think many people in my generation can relate to. It's called "Pokemon, What Happened to You?" It makes me so happy and so sad at the same time. So bittersweet.
Then also there is this song, which is just so very very pretty. I like it a lot. You should listen to it.
As of today, I am officially finally finished all of my law school applications.
Well, finished what I have to do, anyway. My transcripts and a few other documents are still in the mail and my references haven't finished writing their letters yet and of course the schools in question will have to request my LSAT score and all that. But it's all out of my hands now, things are just going to happen the way they do and that will be that.
It's exciting and terrifying, and at this point, really just a relief to be done with it and have it off of my to do list.
I'm still not convinced law is what I want to do with my life. People ask me why I want to do it, and the only I answer I have is that when I was thinking about what to do post-grad, I looked into law, and the course descriptions were interesting. I might get there and hate it. That would suck. Sometimes I'm really excited to go and study something new, and other times I dread studying the same thing all the time for three years straight.
The whole moving away thing is also a concern. On the one hand, it's terrifying to think about living too far away to be able to go home whenever I felt like it, or for my dad to show up on his way to work with some random food my mom sent for us. I don't want to leave behind my whole support network, and all of the places I love, and an unfinished to do list of the Haligonian things I would like to do, or the things I want to tell people but might not ever have a chance to now. But on the other hand, I do like the idea of a fresh start and new friends and a new city and new opportunities. Moving away is a little bit exciting just because then I'll get to experience coming home. In a way I think I'm somewhat worried about moving away because I might like it better and not want to come back, or at least like it equally and always be missing one of the places.
Oh well. It doesn't matter really until I find out if I even got in, and where. It'll be a little over a month, at least, before I know that, so until then I guess I'll just hang tight and appreciate this Haligonian life while I've got it.
I love fall. I love everything about fall. I love the smell of the air. I love the colours. I love the temperature. I love the sound of crunchy leaves. I love thanksgiving with all its deliciousness and family time. I love pumpkins. I love scarecrows. I love Halloween and all the costumes, movies, candy, decorations, and stories that go with it. I love sweater weather. I love pretty fall scarves. I love when it starts to get chilly enough to go back to drinking hot chocolate and tea instead of lemonade. I love love love this season. It is the best one, hands down, no contest.
But yet, as much as I love fall, there's something about it that gets me excited for winter (which is only my third favourite season). I was making pumpkin pie yesterday, and even though pumpkin pie is one of my absolute favourite foods, as I added the ginger and cinnamon and cloves, I couldn't help but get excited for gingerbread (which I don't even like all that much). I love being home for thanksgiving, but being here means access to my keyboard, and I couldn't resist starting to practise up my Christmas carols. The other day, I was thinking about what I should do for Halloween this year, and the idea of a Halloween party just ended up getting me excited for Christmas parties. Every time I have a mug of hot chocolate or tea, it makes me wish for apple cider (even though I like hot chocolate best).
Sometimes I feel like it's a shame that being distracted by Christmas so much takes away from my enjoyment of fall for itself. Other times I wonder if maybe on top of all the things I love about fall, I like it all the more because it foreshadows Christmas.