Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness.

I have emerged from my cocoon of oppressive burden a new and liberated butterfly. I have dropped Soc 020.

And I am happy as a little girl.

Goodbye crazy Luton and stupid incomprehensible paper-wasting slides! Farewell biased statistics and broad generalizations! And adieu to you, especially, excessive feminist crap (I don't care what Teevan&Hewitt think; I like Barbie just fine thankyouverymuch).

Hello again, three hours a week of my life that I'd been wasting staring at the clock and rolling my eyes! It's good to have you back.

(And welcome, extra make-up half course next year... the lesser of two evils, for sure.)

...Glad I never bought the other text book.

Reality Check.

So in case you didn't notice, "Positive Week" was an enormous bust. I've learned two valuable things from it, however:

1) I really don't have time to blog regularly.
and
2) I also don't have time for a massive personality overhaul.

Furthermore, doing both at once is damn near impossible and thus, so dies my feeble attempt at self betterment. Meh, I think I'm more fun this way, anyhow.

So let's get back to what I do best, shall we?

"Dear Residence,

I acknowledge that I'm paying you $8000 to live in a cramped room, eat crappy caf food, and adhere to your ridiculous policies, but you have the nerve to subject me to cold showers?! Are you effing kidding me?! Choke and die.

Sincerely,
Danny."

Much better. And now I'm off for a wonderful night at the boy's.

Positive Week

That's it. I can't turn a blind eye anymore. I've brought this new blog into the world and now I've gone and neglected it. I thought, today, what if I've stunted its early blog development? What if my blog never learns to do the things all those other blogs out there do? What if I've ruined its whole blog future by denying it the very things which blogs thrive on--you know, photos, background information, readers, hell, entries?! No more. I'm out of excuses; now it's time to commit.

I mean, it's not like I haven't thought about posting. During midterms, I came really close to ranting and bitching on here about everything from residence life to feminists to--gasp--even real-life drama! Deep down, however, I know I don't want this to be a forum for all the things that piss me off (and there are a lot), so to crush this inner blogging turmoil, I've decided to do something highly out of character. I'm taking this post-midterms-pre-finals break to reacquaint myself (and you) with the sunny parts of life. Thus, I am dubbing this week "Positive Week", and from now until next Sunday, I will be on my best, most tolerant and most optimistic behaviour.

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So to kick off "Positive Week", here's the DL on what I've been up to during the last month between cramming, essay writing, and snarling at people:

1) Steph's Birthday.
Shafted out of a Tower of Power concert due to an unfortunately scheduled choir rehearsal (hers, not mine), Steph and I were stuck in London for her 19th. We made the best of it with a group dinner date, followed by some delicious-but-spilly martinis. Of course, we had to try out our new collective "nineteenness" by making an appearance at Jack's where we were bumped, grinded, and eyed by a couple of fifty-year-old olds dressed suspiciously like university football players... Despite the undeniable grodiness that is Jack's and the apparently torrential rains that night, we managed to have a pretty good time... except for one of us (who shall be not be named) who learned a valuable lesson about the dangers of mixing. ;) Ohohoho, good times.

2) Hallowe'en.
While Hallowe'en generally falls on the 31st, my Hallowe'en this year seemed to hit its holiday acme the weekend I went home for Canada's Wonderland's FearFest (now known as the "Hallowe'en Haunt"... but we diehard fans know better). As it's "Positive Week", I'll omit my feelings on the overcrowding and organizational issues I had with the event this year, and launch right into how spectacularly creepy everything was. We had a great group of people and got to see some seriously brilliant haunted houses. My particular fave was the Asylum, because, seriously--who can resist the allure of crazies? Not me!

Oh, and Krista made a friend. I think he's dreamy.


Hallowe'en night involved a pitcher of Alexander Keith's, a skimpy Minnie Mouse costume, and JJ dressed like Ace Ventura. Obviously, I skipped class in the morning. ...But I had a patent leather tail, so the sheer coolness of that balanced out the bad student behaviour. Duh.

3) Residence Stuff
Naturally, there's never a dull moment when you're living in rez and Deli's Creative Arts is no exception. While every moment spent with my floormates is one to be cherished and written about on the walls of my closet (as other frosh have chronicled in black sharpie before me), some of the more notable adventures were our Anything-But-Clothes escapades in celebration of Laura's birthday and our recent "Dress to Impress" soirée for Mike and Kat's 18ths. It's got to be something about artists--for some reason, there's always a costume involved in drinking. I'm not complaining though; I got to construct a skirt out of my scarf collection and that was pretty badass.

4) Misc
And, you know, there was some other stuff. J and I saw the English department's She Stoops to Conquer (which was great), I bought a stellar pashmina, and I swore at my kettle... a lot, but the majority of the last four weeks or so has been sucked up by school. I went home for the first time in over a month this weekend and I've never been so happy to see my own bed (and Misener... but not at the same time, that'd be weird). While home, I learned that gambling is the devil, that Chinese is always better when my mom orders it, and that, much to my annoyance, my salon closes at 2 on Saturdays. My roots, they weep... but it's Positive Week, so I guess, my roots are "unique" (...until Sunday, when they're just shameful again).

Stay tuned for more sunshine tomorrow!