My Life
...because whoever is reading this...this is what you really want. I'm sure.

The Good:

* Honor roll for last semester. I was apparently the smartest civ-enviro student. I had to reread that a couple times and I figured that, you know, the school was just being really nice and they just write that for every letter. But not so when I was asked about it later. There is, in fact, a second place and third place smartest civ-enviro.
The capability pool for the civ-enviros has just gone down down down.

The Bad:

* This semester is not going as well and I'm going through a lot of highs and lows about it. Some times I figure that I'm ok and my head is above water. Other times I'm pretty convinced that I'm going to be that statistical anomoly that actually gets failed out in fourth year. If I think about it too much I get worked up and start crying. Adam had to sit and pat my head and give me an awesome pep talk while I got snot all over my face last night.
The thing is though, I can't tell if I actually am ok or if it's all going to shit. I'm so up close to everything and I can't seperate the crazy defeatest fantasies from realty.

The Reason:

* Fuck you internet TV. Fuck you.
* Fuck you weak self-control.

The Outcome:

* I'm going to study my non-existant balls off and rock the exams of these fucking retarded courses that I am taking just because (municipal and transport from third year since I flexed everything all around).

School misc:

* Finished my thesis presentation today. I was told by three professor's that it was pretty good. Again, they may just be being nice. There was one guy there who kept shaking his head while I was talking. Who the fuck knows?
* Completely fucked up a rock engineering report. That is the exam to study balls off. Balls. Off. BaaaaaaaLLlllllllsssSSSSSS.

Work misc:

* got job interviews. don't have job promises. I don't care at this point. I'd rather just graduate. You know...if given a choice between garunteed graduation or garunteed job, I'm going to go with graduation.
* Oil Sands? Work for Syncrude? Dan said: "All you have to spend that money on is hookers, blow, and long distance phone calls." to which I replied: "Oh! Then I'll give you a call the first time I'm doing a line off a hooker's..." and then I tailed off since we were in the thesis presentation room at the time.

Life misc:

* Tall skinny cinnamon dolce latte. I'm very close to just injecting into my veins. My brother lectures me on how this is bad. But....but....it's so...good.
* I have a fat fat fat cat who I love so much is a bit sickening. I don't think I've loved something so much that hasn't been able to talk back. Sometimes I pick Fatty up and the urge to squish it with my love is so strong. So fat so fat fat fat fat fat. So soft and fat and lskfdmn as.kdfjna,njf a I want to squish him so bad but that'll hurt him and he'll bite my face.
* house is filthy
* my posture sucks

The Debut:

* My mom's getting a banquet hall to celebrate my graduating (and Patrick graduating from highschool and my parent's anniversary and yeah everything else why not).
- theme: blue and gold (suits St. Mike's and engineering I guess)
- food: roast beef...seasoned vegtables
- sweet table: caaaaaaakkkkeeee

Ridiculous? Slightly.
She's just getting so darn excited about it though. I don't have the heart to say: "Hold up. No good." since a graduation ceremony is more for the parents than the kid. The kid is happy just seeing the PASS on the transcript.

So who to invite? My mom seems to think that I know/care enough about around 30 people to invite them to something as somewhat potentially embaressing as this.

There may be a video slide show of my life to some maudeline tune...."You never knew you were my heeeeerrrrrooooooo!!!" There may be some choreographed dancing ('cause how is this a Pastolero formal party without??).

So...
So...

The aunts are coming.
From the Philippines.