Happy-Go-Lucky

So guess who, excluding school, work and personal life, is a happy chap? ME. Why? Because I got into Weir House, a hall of residence for Victoria University! Wow, to think I was pondering just dropping out and working some shitty job - and now I'm heading off to university to do Media Studies next year, crazy! I definitely want to major in Media Studies, but not 100% sure if I want to do Theater, still, it's always been one of my interests and I guess if I don't like it I can give it up after the first year or whatever.

I was reading the handbook before and all the rules are pretty straight forward. One thing I'm REALLY going to miss is... TELEVISION! How the F am I going to watch all of my E! shows and like, Desperate Housewives and stuff. I'm going to be completely out of touch and be like those lame people that are like "Whose Chelsea Handler?" I will die. Anyway, I am quite excited about it - I officially move in on the 20th February which scares me to shit cause it seems so soon, but I guess "big boys don't cry" so I just need to get the F over it and get ready. My big priorities, apart from passing NCEA Level 3 and actually getting into the university, are getting my body RIPPED (or at least toned which has been easy enough) and I need a fuckload of new clothes, because the clothes I have are like 50% around-the-house-only type and completely unacceptable to be seen in, let alone in Wellington which is a trendy nice city.

Still, I don't wanna be some ponsy c--t and let's face it, although I swear like a sailor, I'm not really ponsy or posh and none of my friends would ever try to say I was. Yeah I have... ugh, nevermind. I don't even know what I'm talking about now. The facts are: I need new clothes. (+ they need to be stylish) Damn everyone with natural style.

Damn people with style and who are good-looking even more. They can all go die.