Job hunt

Well, I got a job. Today was my first day. Can't go into detail, though, because I changed my bedtime to 11 pm so that I can get up at 6. 11 pm is not very far off.

Man, I had a crazy day, filled with all kinds of running and lengthy walks. It's ok, though, I made up for it by having mad amounts of ice cream and rice krispie lump and pie and Indian dessert and iced cappuccino, etc, etc.

New phone #: 431-6235

Let's say an old woman, living on her own, dies. What would happen to the rolls of toilet paper left behind? Would someone inherit those? Or would they be thrown away on principle?

I'm going to Ecuador tomorrow.

All-nighter packing? Yeah, that's my kinda game. Currently paying the consequences of my playful ways.

The last few days, all I've been doing, all day long, is blowing my nose. Every now and then, the nose-blowing will be punctuated by moments of packing and the occasional nasal explosion (sneeze). It's a good thing I have allergies to keep me busy, otherwise I suppose I'd languish in my room, with nothing to do but the minor tasks of clearing out my extremely cluttered room, and saying goodbye to people who I won't see for more than a month (and, knowing some of them, probably won't communicate with for that same length of time).
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I'm throwing it all out! Everything! Even my 5to curso stuff! But before I do so, I'd just like to say...I was a surprisingly good student! [strangely, more so in Chem than Bio] Here I always considered myself mediocre. Sweeeet.

I also threw out a bunch of my old gel pens.

Jajaja, MB+ on our Meiosis work. Of course.
Awww. All the labs I stressed so much over. Honestly, work in university is about the same level as my grade 11 Bio labs. It's kinda sad throwing all this out....still, it's gotta go!

Partenogenesis! My favourite!


Ok, so I couldn't handle throwing out my bio notebook stuff. That's ok.

Mattress? Who needs mattresses? And food? Pfft, another one of those insignificant things.


What's needed is a .22 and a few moments alone with the dogs, who once again got into my room and trashed it (sad thing is, I finally got around to cleaning my room up yesterday). Honestly, I'd be doing the globe a favour. I hear flesh makes for rich earth.

I might keep Rudy alive, though. He's good for a joke, at least. We always threaten him with torture and death so much, that it would be a pity if he were to actually snuff it.

I guess I'm going to go eat now, as Diana just called Don down for supper. I'm hoping that invitation includes me, in spite of being a lowly student. I'll take my chances and head down.

A-, A-, A...the worst is yet to come. Man...I was hoping to get the bad news over with first.
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B+...guess the news wasn't that bad after all.
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April 30, just printed something at the library for the first time EVER.