"Opportunity, bless my soul, I really love that rock 'n roll."

I'm up at school again.  Seems like most of the time the ideas for a post strike me, I'm at school.  The bus ride up was normal- full of trees and grass, with some Death Cab For Cutie thrown in to pass the time.  "Transatlanticism".  Maybe that song was the reason things looked more noticable to me today.  I kept thinking to myself, "nobody has seen that tree the same way as I'm seeing it right now, nobody has noticed that car in quite the same way as I just have".  Things like that.  So much goes on in our daily lives that we're unaware of- true, or no?  I think it's true.  So many times I've failed to notice something happening right in front of me.  Do we only see what we choose to see?  Right now, I'm sitting in a high chair by the Tim Horton's on the UNBC campus, looking across the hall at a chalkboard advertising a "Rocky Horror Picture Show" movie night, with the words "Interactive Perversity" scrawled below the letters RHPS.  If I focus on just the chalkboard, I totally fail to notice the people walking by me.  I fail to notice who they are, what they look like, what they wear, or even what books they carry with them.  The people walking by appear as simple movements rather than actual people.  I take a sip of my coffee and realize that it's just fueling my confusion and, therefore, my questions.  I'm noticing, really noticing, the people walking by now and wondering if they're as much in their own little worlds as I am in mine right now.  I keep wanting to get up and dance the Time Warp.  I wonder how many people would look at me strangely, how many people would laugh, how many people would join in?

I put in an application for admission to the university in Nanaimo.  I just have to wait about 3 weeks to get a reply back and find out if I've been accepted or not.  I hope I have- I'd love to get out of PG.  It's just that I've lived here all my life.  I don't much care for the weather here in Prince George and really, I think it's just finally time for a change.  It's a scary thought.  If I get accepted, I'll probably be out of here after the January term is over.  I found out that VIU has a criminology program and I'm seriously considering it, because for quite some time now I've been interested in criminology.  I'd be able to get a good job with criminology.  I could still pursue ESL, but maybe I could do it as a minor rather than as a major.  Mom was right- it's easier to think about moving to a different city when you've at least lived on your own in a familiar city beforehand.  You learn how to rely on yourself and you learn how to deal with the feeling of not knowing anything or anyone.  You still miss things though, and even though I'm still in PG- at least for now- I still miss people.

"Say what you will, before it's too late."