Christmas is my favourite time of year.  That pretty much goes without saying.  I love the season, I love being with my family, I love the food, I just love the whole Christmas feeling (minus the chaotic-material-driven side of it...I choose to ignore that part).

But there's a part of it that makes me kind of sad.  I see little kids talk about Santa ( Read more... )

Tomorrow (Thursday) is the last day of my first term.
B.Ed rules.
I start my internship Monday at A.S.J.H.  I am le pumped.  But nervous too.  I hope I do well.  I hope I know what I'm doing.  
Right now I'm making caramel corn for the pot luck tomorrow.  Should be fun.
And tasty...

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I was on campus for twelve hours today.  7:15am until 7:15pm.  Twelve hours.
I came home, scarfed down the supper my beautiful roommate made for me and then set straight to work again.  
No rest for the B.Ed kid.
At 9:00pm it suddenly dawned on me that I had to be somewhere.
Margarita Monday at Mexi's.  Tina's birthday.
Shit.
I looked down at my work and ( Read more... )

STU B.Ed is intense.  
How intense, you ask?

So intense that I vomited twice at school today (I am le sick) and I was told that it would be in my best interest to stay and not miss any class.

So intense that one girl is not allowed to miss one day of classes to go to her brother's wedding.

That's how intense.

It is 10:30pm and I am about to go to bed ( Read more... )

So I haven't written in, like, forever.   But life is good.  Life is awesome, in fact.  I am so content with life and how it is going, I'm not sure it's normal.  Things that make my life awesome ( Read more... )

Dear contestants on Treasure Hunters,

You are all Americans.   You grew up in America.  You (presumably) went to American schools.  You (presumably) were taught American history.

I am Canadian.  I grew up in Canada.  I went to Canadian elementary and high schools.  I went to and go to a Canadian university.  I have been taught Canadian history.  I ( Read more... )

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...the DUNGEON OF BIATCHISSIMO!

Thanks,
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No, really.  Please.  Don't ask my opinion.  It's not like I'm an important part of this office.  I'm only the student...and you have another one of those, so really, why bother, right?

I'll go back to my corner now.  Thanks.