I think I have a new favorite thing to do over the weekend. Shooting things beats sleeping nine times out of ten. Well, maybe eight.

I had the opportunity to shoot a wide array of weapons, and let me tell you, I haven't had this much fun in a long time. I really enjoyed the M-4 assault rifle, Colt was pretty fun (.357 slugs above), and my hand still hurts after the Glock. Jesus Christ, the kick on this thing /o\ Remington shotgun was sort of hellish because of the recoil but working the pump felt totally badass. AK-47 was a bit of a disappointment, to be honest. But nothing, nothing can't beat the sniper rifles *_____* The amount of noise they produce is absolutely incredible. My ears rang despite the earplugs I had in the entire time. I wanted to take the Steyr SSG home with me, hug it, pet it and call it George.

Me, crazy? Naaah.

Yesterday I went to a party where I drunkenly discussed quantum physics with a soon-to-be doctor of physics at the Imperial College London. I didn't understand a single thing but it was quite entertaining, I have to say. I kept on making Sheldon Cooper references at him and he UNDERSTOOD THEM ALL. Clearly, it's all true; the television doesn't lie.

Syracuse offered me $25,000 as well. I made ALL THE DECISION TREES and eventually decided on their program. Do you know of something that might still influence my decision? Aside from the weather because I already made peace with that. (OH GOD I AM GOING TO FREEZE TO DEATH.)

To the hockey part of my flist: if you end up writing a story based on this, I want a cookie.

Tom Hardy's long lost twin. Not only does he kind of look like him, he sounds almost exactly alike. Plus, he's pretty awesome on his own merit.

Another decision just came in: in at George Washington University.

What a crazy, craaazy day. Definitely getting drunk now :D

I just received a very personal e-mail from University of Denver saying that they (both the Director of Admissions and the Dean) are "extremely impressed" with me and would like to offer me a $25,000 scholarship.

Anybody got a paper bag?

So, I went to see This Means War today. In place of a proper review, let me tell you this: I was told to stop squealing. By a fangirl.

Tom Hardy, how are you so perfect?

Did I ever tell you how much I love football? Because I do, like a completely crazy person. I just spent four hours watching last year's Super Bowl and got all gushy about Clay Matthews putting that championship belt on Aaron Rodgers at the end. I kind of want to keep them in my basement and cuddle them forever ;_;

I GOT ACCEPTED INTO SYRACUSE UNIVERSITY \o/\o/\o/\o/\o/\o/\o/\o/

They have one of the top ten IR programs in the States and a really, really awesome Security Studies track. I think I still don't fully believe this is actually happening.

oddishly, afterthefair and liketheroad: THANK YOU for helping me out with this. Especially oddishly who is the most patient and amazing person EVER. Tell your folks thank you from me, too! ♥

I never thought I'd say this but oh, Parliament <3

The daughter of our Prime Minister has a blog. A few days ago Anonymous hacked it, leaving behind a message: "Tell your dad he won't defeat us. Stop ACTA".

I am so proud of the Internet.

I have to say reading porn off your phone on a first class train is strangely liberating.

I hope the guy next to me is sufficiently engrossed in his marathon of The Colbert Report so as not to notice.

I started off the new taekwon-do season by lying on the floor for several minutes, trying very hard not to throw up the last meal I ate. Getting a kick to the solar plexus? Fun times \o/

And here I promised myself I wasn't going to get injured this year; this doesn't bode well.

During the past 36 hours, I spent 12 on various buses and trains, covered about 900 km, wrote the test, blocked my phone by entering invalid PIN three times while I was about 600 km from where my PUK code was, everyone was freaking out I'm dead, I came back home and passed out for 15 hours. Victory \o/

On the bus ride I sat next to a guy who was just going to Warsaw to pick up his 3.5 million of a lottery prize. He insisted we go on a shopping spree when I'm done, idek.

Guys, my life is completely ridiculous.

Second breath
Arthur/Eames
2400 words

Writing and I haven't been getting along all too well recently and I needed something to break myself out of that funk. I'm not entirely sure about this thing, but I need an excuse to use my new userpic so, there.

( 'Well, that's unexpected.' )

If I never have to read the words "(...) the Convention and the Protocols thereto" again, it will be too soon /o\

In other news, I went to Prague with some friends two weeks ago.

( Pictures \o/ )

Unrelatedly, go and read this. An Inception story in Sim format. I cried with laughter.

Guys. I just got a job offer from the European Court of Human Rights. Testing in September.

I'm feeling slightly faint.

My password for almost all work-related things is 'Hardy Party!' in different caps/numbers variations. Every time I log in, I giggle to myself for a minute or two which probably makes me look a little crazy but that's beside the point.

Pretty much every file I create, I have to upload to this sharepoint we use in collaboration with different countries and some of them have to be encrypted. My direct supervisor is currently on a business trip to Ireland and today he called me because they needed the access to one of my files so they could discuss the content. I THOUGHT I'D DIE OF EMBARRASSMENT.

Why is this my life? /o\