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Let's wrap it up.
This journal is a project based on a private journal I had for most of this school year. I have developed it as a project in ethnographic research for WGST 312: Feminist Research Methodologies at the University of Saskatchewan ( Read more... ) -
More international student fun.
I got into a conversation with the girls at my bus stop. They're both from China, and they've been here for at least a year, but their English is still pretty halted. One of them has a funky little electronic dictionary that looks kind of like a Polly Pocket plaything. I asked them what they were studying, meaning what major they're taking, but ( Read more... ) -
Running into people you actually KNOW.
In the last few days, I haven't had the opportunity to talk to any strangers, or really take much notice. On Monday, I ran into my best friend from high school, Caitlin, on the bus. We discussed how she was going to be pulling her "Celibate In The City" column from the Sheaf. She cites a lack of journalistic integrity rather than her Catholic ( Read more... ) -
Wow x2.
Well, I waited until after the weekend to make this entry, as it seemed to unravel fairly out of control ( Read more... ) -
Wow.
It's been a pretty slow month or so on the bus. I'm tired of talking about people who comment on my knitting. Suffice to say it's a balance between little, old, white ladies and kids who don't know what knitting is ( Read more... ) -
Ugh.
I'm starting to realize that there's a pattern on the busses I take, as far as youth go ( Read more... ) -
That sucked.
Can't a girl knit in peace ( Read more... ) -
Here we go, then.
This is my bus journal. I figure that people have all sorts of blogs for all sorts of things and don't do anything more interesting than talk about what they had for lunch that day, so I could have one that describes a big chunk of my day ( Read more... )