Regionals was everything i'd hoped it to be.
- The Bee's Knees, The Ben Affleck's Self Respect and the Coconut's Bling & Bitches.
- Dropping everything and running to the internet to buy Franz/Death Cab tickets.
-"Are you guys going Swimming?"/"Its hot! It's hot on my blood!"
Congratulations WIT. I know you'll love Ottawa, and I wish I could get down there myself. But doing so would be extremely taxing on the ol' piggy bank.
And now, after four hours in a pick-up truck and five more on a bus (a journey made easier with the insertion of WIT on said bus), I'm left with a few transitional days of good ol' R&R in the fort before I have to make a hasty return to Edmonton. Going back won't be bad, mind you; I'm interviewing both We Are Wolves and Controller.Controller in rapid succession, so there's lots of radness on the close horizon. It's just nice to be given some time off after the mid-terms scrum, which is why reading week exists. Mid-terms seemed much more stressful than in first semester, for no easy to see, surface-level reason.
Suddenly, a wave of exhaustion overcomes the will to type any longer. Goodnight.