Okay, so when does the good stuff come?

They say third times a charm, I hope that's not the case for me.
School has me really bummed out. I'm retaking General Chemistry 1011/1012. I passed 1011 with a D, failed 1012. I need to take General Chemistry and Organic Chemistry to major in Biology. So I thought, if I have to take 1012 over, I might as well take 1011 again, because I clearly don't understand anything in either. Obviously I was right. I worked hard on my first quiz which we were allowed to take home as an assignment. I was proud of myself and thought I'd be getting a decent mark. I got 30/44, which is a 68% or a C+. Not a fail, but for a student retaking the course, it kind of sucks. Seeing as how I thought I knew the material even. A lot of what I got wrong was basic stupid mistakes, but an equal amount was just plain me doing the work wrong. I went and received tutoring on Thursday, and I'm going to start going 2 days a week, I'm just not all that sure it will help. Anyways. Then I wrote the second quiz on Wednesday (the day before I went to tutoring). I thought I did reasonanbly well on the material we were being quizzed on then. There were some things I absolutely couldn't answer, but that's because they were short answer things that I didn't have memorized. WRONG. Yeah, I failed that. I got 10.5/25. A big, fat, ugly F. I just, I'm getting so fed up. I don't know if the stress is worth it, and I'm thinking, well maybe I should change my major/minor, and even that makes me more upset because I'm a THIRD YEAR STUDENT. Aren't I suppose to have all this figured out? I mean, the main reason why I don't want to be a doctor or go into psychology is because I don't want to be in school that long, but if I can't get a simple Chemistry course, and I keep changing my degree or whatever, I'll end up taking that long anyways! It's just so frustrating.
Stats is going okay, I got an A+ on my first lab. It's making me think that maybe I should be a math major, but then where I am planning on teaching, they'll make me teach math, and that should just not happen.
I'm just so fed up, and so frustrated. Luckily, I'm determined to leave there with a degree. It's the only thing keeping me sane right now.
Time Escapes Me
What with all the worrying about school, and working, I haven't the time to go to the gym, and it really sucks. So to kind of counterbalance it, I've been trying to eat extra well lately. It's a beautiful day, sunny and clear. But it's also nice and crisp. I might throw on my workout gear and head out for a run. However I think I'm getting sick (stuffed up nose), no doubt the cause of my school stress, it happens every year. So that might make it a little bit difficult. It's been a long time since I went running, what with my leg and all.

I'm totally crazy. And I totally love it.

My perfect record, is ruined.

Third year, I guess it was destined to happen.
Last Tuesday, I found a bump on the back of my knee. I couldn't figure out if it was a bug bite of some sort or a pimple, as it was itchy yet tender. Saturday afternoon sometime, it flared up. The area around the bump was red, swollen, and very painful. I applied some polysporn, went back to my studies, and then went babysitting. Saturday night, it was a bit more painful, so I soaked it in the tub. Sunday morning, and it was okay. Soaked it again, took it easy. Then I went to work, big mistake. It progressively got worse. I went home and it was REALLY red, and hard underneath, warm to the touch, and the redness was spreading out. Mom and me went into the Halifax Infirmary, but were told it would be about 2-5 hours wait. I was classified as a #4, so if anyone at #'s 1, 2, or 3 came in, they'd get seen before me. Mom and me decided to go home, get some sleep, and wake up at 630 to be at Cobequid when it opened. There, I only had to wait about 15 minutes to be taken into a room, 30 minutes to see a doctor. Turns out I have Cellulitis, a bacterial infection underneath the skin (what Dad had a few years back). He prescribed me antibiotics, wrote me notes for school, and left me waiting for an IV. The IV took about an hour, and I was on my way home with Mom around 1030. Unfortunately, I was told to stay off my leg today, and I had to miss school. I haven't missed a day of University yet, and I'm incredibly annoyed by this. However, my lab is offered again on Wednesday, so I can go then. I'll just have to ask my professor if there are any notes I had missed. Anyways, after laying down all day, and taking my antibiotics, I think it's starting to clear up. It doesn't hurt as much any more (and let me tell you, it hurts a LOT). The good news is, I'll be okay :).

And with that, I am off to read my Prob and Stats textbook. Yay!

This was taken last year when I met Jody in Toronto on her way home to NS from England. It was my last day, and I was sad, but it's one of many I will remember forever. Whenever I make the journey up to Mississauga to visit Tawny, I'm always greated with warmth and love. I'm immediately made to feel like I'm at home, and I can honestly say it feels just like that, a second home to me. Tawny is such a wonderful, thoughtful, caring person, and I can't imagine my life without her. She deserves the best day, and I know she'll have a wonderful one. I'm not able to be with her today, but I made up for it last week.

Happy Birthday Tawn! I love you so much! xo

Just call me a geek!

School's definitely in.
Wow. The past few days have been a whirlwind of events. I came home Sunday night from Toronto, and had to work all day Monday. Tuesday morning I awoke early and headed into school to buy some books. Then I had work from 115-5, went to Staples to get some things for school, and came home where I tore my room apart and cleaned it. Why I chose to do that the night before school, I'll never know. The result was indeed an organized room, but I was in bed at 1 am because of it. Yesterday I had my first day of classes. All seems well with them. My Diversity of Animals course seems pretty okay--except for a presentation I have to do in lab. I'm not excited about that, but I'll deal. I guess what it comes down to is that I hate meeting people, let alone trying to find a partner, therefore I hate labs. You'd think I'd have gotten used to that by now, I guess I'm an exception to the rule eh? I think I'm going to love my Neuroscience class as much as I thought I was going to. 3 midterms and a final exam. Easy-peasy (or so I hope). However, then there is Chemistry. I don't have the professor I thought I had, the prof I was told was the best out of the two. I don't have the other one either (yeah, the class I failed first year). I have a new prof, a man I've never seen before with a thick accent (not sure where he's from) and the tendency to speak quietly, so it's hard to make out what he's saying. That unsettles me, plus his apparent enjoyment of calling on random people and asking them questions. I'm already disliking this course, which is not good. With my history, I need to want to excel and the losing interest doesn't mesh well with that outlook. I guess I'll just have to get there super early (an advantage for me, it's my first class of the day) and score a first row seat, pray to god he doesn't call on me. I also haven't bought the book for that course, as I have it from two years ago. They've come out with a new edition...I'm hoping the changes are minimal...I don't want to have to shell out $119.95 + tax for a book I really, already have. Today I only had my math course, Intro to Probablility and Statistics. I can honestly say this might be my best course this year. My professor is incredibly nice and seems to want to offer all the help he can. At least that's one good thing.
So I've been spending the past two evenings with my face stuck in books. I have all my readings done for tomorrow, plus some sample exercises. I'm prepared to go into tomorrow (or so I think!). Here's wishing me luck to this year, I'm really going to need it.
Establishing Credit



Back at the begining of August, I went into the Buskers with Krystyna and a friend of hers. We heard someone offering bonus airmiles to the first person at the booth, so we made a dash. The lady let us both have them, but the catch was, you had to sign up for a BMO Mosaik Mastercard. The woman at the booth assured as that we were under no obligation to activate it, we could cut it up and throw it out if we so desired. So all three of us filled out forms. I guess I was approved because I received a card in the mail today. I'm not sure what to do with it. I know that credit cards are tricky things, causing a lot of temptation and debt, but I also feel that I should be establishing some form of credit. It would also give me a lot more freedom. I'd be able to book my own flights for my trips instead of relying on someone else, and should I ever need a hotel room, I'd be able to do that. On the other hand, I rushed through the application, I didn't sign up for anything special, I just got the basic card. There was something I could do about interest rate, but I left it. I didn't think I'd activate it, and if I did, I didn't plan on having overbalance or whatever it's called. The point is, I have it. And I don't know whether or not to activate it. I think I could handle it and control myself, but is it a risk I should take?

With that I must say goodnight. I'm working tomorrow night, and I have to get up at 7 am. So I'm going to sign off and crawl into my cozy bed.

I'll Miss It!

Well, I'm back. I arrived home last night around 10:45 pm. Only 15 minutes delayed. Not too bad. It was a really good flight. Barely anyone on it, I was able to stretch out, put my seat back, and just relax. The crew was really entertaining, and I loved it! Another added bonus was it was a new plane, and WestJet has leather seats. LOVE IT.
Needless to say, going home sucked. It always sucked, but this time it was different. I've realized how much I love it in Mississagua, and I talked about going there for my Graduate Studies (whatever they may be) or for a job when I'm done school. Now I'm seriously considering it.
Wednesday
I arrived, met Tawny and Taylor, and then after taking my things to the house, Tawny and me headed back out to go into the city. We had lunch at a cool resturant in Eaton Centre where we had really good pasta. Then we headed to H&M, the store I was most excited for. I didn't find a whole lot, but I managed to score two cute tops, and a pink skirt like my black and white linen ones (something I debated buying when in the UK). Then we ventured into Old Navy, where I didn't find anything, and Sephora, my little bit of heaven. I ended up buying my beloved Jessica Simpson lipgloss (yes, I spent ANOTHER $30 on it, I'm an idiot). Then we headed home and had supper, played some DDR and crashed.
Thursday
Saw us up early where Tawny, Taylor, their friends Geo and Rick, and me went to Wonderland. Man, what a blast. I had SO MUCH FUN. I would have loved to go on the Xtreme Skyflyer, and would have went myself if it wouldn't have cost me $45. Had we hung around longer, I think eventually my urge to go on it would have won out, and I would have gone (I ended up having $40 left over Sunday, so I could have afforded it, that's the sad thing). I started to feel sick -- probably due to not wearing my glasses and having a splitting headache. So we left and went to Moxie's for dinner. After that it was back to the house for the five of us where we played Karaoke until 230 am.
Friday
We woke up around 10 and got ready to go into Toronto. We were dropping off stuff for Tawny and Taylor for TIFF and then having lunch at Milestones (my request so that I could have a Belini with a plastic animal :)). Around 230 I was suppose to meet up with Sandra, but that never happened for reasons I won't get into. So the three of us headed back into Mississauga and Tawny and me headed out to grocery shop. We came back, went for a run (and I was very impressed with how long I lasted), made dinner, and then began preparing for the party. We made a whole bunch of food, including 4 batches of Tawny's wicked cookies. At 230 we threw in the towel and went to bed, hoping we'd sleep in on Saturday morning.
Saturday/Sunday
Sleep in we did! Tawny woke up at 11, I followed at about 1230. We got up and went to pick up some last minute groceries, and some KFC for lunch. After that we began the long adventure to get ready. Nail painting, hair drying, and lots of make up and trying on clothes later, we were ready (I took longer than Tawny lol). I think the party was a success, I mean, Tawny dropping ice cream cake, the house nearly burning down, and poker until 8 am. What's not to love about that? I got drunker than I planned (I didn't want to get drunk at all!) and I'm sure I was annoying beyond belief, something I terribly regret. Oh well. I found my endless "Cookies!" everytime the egg timer went off amusing, as well as my apparent pass out at the top of the stairs. I still don't remember what I went up there for. Right, so poker ended at 8am Sunday morning and those of us still awake crashed for about 5 hours. I got up and began cleaning up -- which took a very long time, and while Tawny made Butter Chicken, Geo and me went to get Naan (I wanted to go in his car). And I love his car! I want one sooo much now, it's crazy! While dinner was finishing I packed up my stuff. After dinner, Tawn and me looked at some pictures from the night before (halarious I might add). Then we went to the airport, said our goodbyes, and the rest is all she wrote.

All in all it was a very good trip, one I was sad to return from. Tawny and Taylor know some of the nicest people I've ever met. And I always feel so at home there. It's a wonderful feeling. I can't wait to go back (assuming I'm welcome!!).
Happy (early) 30th Tawn!!