I had a good time with Peter and Quinton at Pride Parade, even though I sort of felt like I was intruding on a date. It was fun meeting Quinton for the first time, he seems right for Peter, but I don't know how he could stand wearing leather pants in that hot weather. I wore a skirt and tank top with sandals and I thought I was going to melt, it was so hot that day. I played in the water display at Dundas square while I waited to meet up with Peter and Quinton. Then we watched the parade for a bit before walking around and looking at all of the displays and vendors. I took lots of pictures (Quinton was impressed with my photography abilities) and I personally thought the parade was pretty tame, but they edit it on TV to make it look like a total freak show. Only about a third of the marchers were dressed in costumes and on floats, the rest were marchers with flags, either on a pole or tacked on a vehicle, as well as some bagpipers, a requirement of any Canadian parade. We walked around the Village for a bit, then went to the Eaton's Center for dinner then we went home. The only bad thing that happened to me was that I got a little bit of a sunburn, Quinton said he thought I looked cute when I was a little toasty (believe it or not, it's not the first time someone has told me that, I have no idea how I can look cute with a sunburn, but I just do).
The great thing about Pride in Toronto is that it has just as much fun as any Pride celebration in the U.S., on just one tenth of the budget and without any Bible-Belt protestor freaks to sour the mood. Ah, how I love the secularity, liberterianism and humanism of Canada, wouldn't trade it for the world. The only downside to the event was that you couldn't help but feel bad for the emergency workers who didn't really have time to fool around, we saw three separate occasions where someone passed out from heat stroke and had to be wheeled to an ambulance, despite the fact that water bottles and ice cream stands were everywhere. There were a lot of people from other parts of the world, which was also pretty cool, we heard a fair bit of French and Spanish as we walked along. I think I'll go to Caribana sometime near the end of July.
Finally did my midterms, Vertebrate Histology went smoothly, but I'm so angry that I ******** up my Plant midterm. I would have done well, but there was one section I completely spaced out on and didn't realize my mistake until afterwards. The worst part was that I knew the answer, I just didn't understand what she was asking for and I missed out on a whole section of marks. Guess I'll have to study really hard for finals, I want to get good marks in these classes on principle, even if they aren't included in my GPA.
Fall Registration didn't go exactly as I wanted it either. The prof hasn't e-mailed me about the marine biology course, so it doesn't look like I'm going to get in at this point though it won't be final until the end of this month. If it doesn't go through then it means I'll a full credit (two classes) short of the 20 that I need to graduate, so it looks like I'll be there for a fifth year. I guess I'll use the extra time to prepare to go abroad, teaching myself other languanges, researching the countries, education after my undergrad and such. At least it means I'll be able to do some of the courses I was interested in in my fifth year, such as environmental toxicology, the Marine Biology in another year and more art classes. I also plan to volunteer and try to get a job to pad up my resume. My dad still wants me to completely finish school (Get a B. Ed.) before I try and be an English Teacher. I'll try for it, but I think I'd rather go abroad for a bit and have a change of pace from studying all the time and having preassure for a deadline. Because let's face it, there's no final or midterm in real life, it's more like a constant series of projects, like my field ecology course was.
I had a full day of running around on July 6th. First I had an interview for the volunteer work I signed up for. I think it went well, but I won't get a call back about it until July 14. Then I made my way to the screening for Full Metal Alchemist at the TV room. I only had time to watch the first episode, it was okay but I don't think I'll get too much into it. Then I had to hop on the TTC to get to the Downtown U of T campus for the meeting on Oxford TESL certification. I think I'll do it in summer of 2006.
Booked my Driver's Test the other day, it's in September, I was amazed there was such a delay. My lisence expires on July 26, but the lady said I can get an extension until my driver's test. My dad was kind of annoyed, but at least it worked out. I also borrowed some French Languange CDs the other day. I'm ripping the audio from all the learn languange CDs at the library, it's amazing what's to be had for free with a little ingenuity. I need to study today, all my notes are up to date, I'm also trying to write and draw my fanstuff. I finally did a pencil draft version of Kumaguro's art request that I didn't want to rip up into little pieces.
I also got the date for my finals, the last one is on the 25th. I wish it wasn't so late, but I don't make the rules, I just whine about them. My dad arranged for us to go on vacation to Cuba on the 27th, so at least I'll be able to enjoy a little downtime before my Fall classes. I'm going to call Peter and see if he wants to come too. If I get chosen as a volunteer, I'll need to get back in time for Frosh Week, since I'll be expected to help. I think of Frosh as indoctrination week, since then you are expected to shed any individuality as if you were a happy little corporate worker and sing along with the fun before your life of drudgery at the ivory towers starts.
On Gaia, I sold a donation item, I need to get back to that person who promised 10k for one of my other items by the end of the month. I'm trying to think of what I should spend my gold on. I also need to contact Moof, haven't had a chance to hang out with her, I hope to start on my armor next time I see her, I got more wrappit at the store.
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Journey of a Ronin
The thoughts, musings, insanity and rants of a wandering warrior. A self professed student/artist/dreamer/anarchist, riding the waves to find my place in the world.
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