Assorted Thoughts

Hello, not-so-loyal readers! I am here today to tell you that the world is a good place after all. What's that, you say? Optimisim? Yes, dear friends, it is true! Just look at the goodness that has been occuring of late:
-Mam got a new job, which pays like 10$/hour better than her last one. And she reaaaaallly wanted this one. My parents gave me wine to celebrate. I couldn't drink it, tho, because I have decided to become a teetotaller. But more on that later.
-I scored an interview at the students for hire place, which is awesome because I'd sort of given up hope. The interview is on Wednesday morning, which was less than good because that means missing history, but lo and behold, Prof Foreign Name has cancelled the rest of our classes. Which also means sleeping in next Monday and Friday. And that deserves a WOOT.
-I bought a new badminton racket and it is clearly the bomb. It's blue and shiny and makes a cool whooshing noise! Hahahah. Sabi and I played today and she won the first game and I won the second, but they were both awesomely close. Alas, tho, that shall be our last game of the season.
-Buuuuuuuttt...my badminton course has now started, and it is also quite fabulous. I had almost talked John into signing up for it but it was full, alas. More on that later. All is well anyway because there is a mess of people there who have taken other courses with me before, and also I'm not the worst player. Which sounds mean but it's not actually; I'm just glad folk won't be all, "oh, she hit it out AGAIN."
-Yesterday I wore a tank top to school. A TANK TOP. It was just that warm. And there was much rejoicing. However, I have noticed how exceedingly disgustingly ugly Edmonton is in spring. Sickness. But enough of that! We speak only of joy here.
-My application into arts is still pending, but I'm all registered for next year. It will be full of anthro, soc, Italian (Attenta non che ti pizzicano!), econ, art history and classics. Unfortunately I have realized that I have not escaped labs as was previously believed. But at least they're anthro labs, and likely won't have stupid Buchner funnels for the breaking and hot plates for the burning of my flesh, which are ourtageously outdated and unsafe in the first place. Hot plates, I mean. Not my flesh. Why would you even think that? Weirdo.
So in conclusion, the Gateway this Thursday was awesome. And so, more or less, is my life right now.