:: Tuesday, January 07, 2003 ::

You are a party and I am a school night...

When I was a kid I hated summer vacation. HATED. It seemed so silly to me. I missed my friends. I lived out in the woods and wasn't able to drive myself anywhere. It was hot and bright and there were bees and wasps and mosquitos and none of that was my style. I liked fall. I liked red and brown leaves that crunched when you stepped on them. I liked rainstorms. Yes, I'll go so far as to say I liked drear. I also liked winter... snow and power outages really did it for me too. But most of all, I really liked school. I liked reading and math and science and languages and being forced to hang out with my friends for six hours a day.

I started school again yesterday. For the first time since about, oh, grade 10 or 11, I really LIKE school. I've managed to get a sweet timetable that consists of two English courses, two Philosophy courses, and, joy of joys, Art History. But my profs are really what take the cake. It's like high school all over again. Attendance is expected. Absence is punished. They are actually making an effort to learn our names and things about our personality. One of them actually gave me a survey that had questions like "what is your favourite movie?" How sweet is that? And the cherry on top is that they all seem very compentant and have a mastry of the English language (not so common here at UBC).

Who knows... maybe I'll start overachieving again this term. I'm already into next week's readings. I love this shit.

Maybe I did pay off all my bad karma over the holidays. School is good. Unemployment is treating me well. I have all my money problems taken care of. A cute boy I thought I'd never see again is in one of my philosophy classes. Then again, all he did was remind me of a different boy from a different city and make me slightly sad, but that's alright. C'est la vie.

Now I'm eating fruit loops and basking in the satisfaction of having done all my homework. Something seems wrong about eating something so... flourescent. But I'm too content to care.

Finally.


listening: Pink Floyd - The Dark Side of the Moon
reading: The Feminine Mystique - Betty Friedan (a long read, but interesting... almost done)
watching: a marathon of South Park on my computer... damn! so funny!

:: Katy 10:00 p.m. [+] :: ::