I just finished writing a three hour exam. Of five essay questions. For this reason, my wrists are tired and my brain no longer wants to form complete sentences. Hence (see, that's exam lingo for you), I will occasionally be slipping into point form. Okey, maybe more than occasionally. Perhaps it will be more of a case of occasionally slipping into sentences. We'll see.
Update Two:
In case you hadn't already figured it out, it's mock exams week. What are mock exams? Last year's final exams so that we can practice and find out just how much we need to learn between now and the beginning of May. Personally, I know I'll need to study so I really have no drive whatsoever to study. At all. I definitely failed the math exam today. But really, it holds no weight anymore. So whatevs.
Update Three:
Instead of studying for the upcoming exams, I spent my whole weekend in the music room doing my IB exam recordings. Let me tell you, I knew the moment would arrive when I was kicking myself over not having practiced. And it did. I didn't do so well on the recordings (perhaps thats why it took me three days to complete them). But I'm not too worried about it anymore. I deserve whatever mark I get, I should have practiced more. But I had a lesson yesterday night, right after finishing all my recordings, and I got new music. Hallelujah. I was so excited. Further, I gave my first bass lesson tonight. Samuel, Eeva and Sherdina are all keen on either learning upright or electric, so from no till the end of the year I'm giving them lessons. It's fun. I so enjoy sharing things with people, be it music, sign language, whatever.
Update Four:
Since coming back from project week the menu in the cafeteria has been revamped. This has resulted in excellent and tasty new food. Healthy options, the whole bit. It's quite fantastic. Unfortunately, as Sarah and I have determined through polling the vegetarians, the new diet has too little iron (which has resulted in a nasty case of drowsiness for us and many veggie friends) and too much fibre (which has resulted in an unfortunate overuse of our scare water supply as we are using the "big flush" lever far more often).
Update Five:
Christian Fellowship came back from Project Week totally refreshed and ready to go. It's great. Our attendance has significantly increased and instead of just meeting on Wednesday nights for our usual worship, sharing, devotional and prayer, we have started meeting on Friday nights and Monday morning (I mean 6:00 morning) to pray. Wow. Guys, honestly, spend time in prayer. There is no better way to draw near to God than to actively seek his face. Friday night we started at 10:00 and at 12:30 we were still there, praying and singing. We even got the dancing started. True, the next morning I was hoarse, but my spirit felt alive and well. But all that aside, it's been so good. We had our "bring a friend to church" Sunday this week and we had 21 people! We needed two vans. And it was a great service. It was about how the older generation should invest younger generations. At the end of the service, Pastor Al asked everyone in the church who was under 20 to come forward to the front of the church. then, as he put it, he wanted some "grey hair" to come up behind us and pray with us. It was so good. So good.
Update ... Six?:
Today is Ivy League ACceptance Day. Which means that second years kick the first years out of the computer lab and sit around waiting for the emails to start coming in. Okey, well not quite. But you do hear excited screams go up from the computer lab. Rather distracting if you're writing a math exam mind you. Anyways, guess who got into Harvard?!?! No, not me. That dream has long since ceased to exist. Sarah! We're so excited. Perhaps more excited than she is. Sherdina put it best I think. She said, "I'll never get to apply for Harvard, so I'll never get to be excited about being accepted. So this is my chance." We were happy dancing in the music room, screaming at the bottom of the Max Bell stairs, and jumping up and down like idiots on Pearson College Drive. Good times.
Update Seven:
I got velcro-ed. I knew I shouldn't have gone to the gym with Sarah. I should have gone by myself, and brought my classical music and pointe shoes and just danced. But I went to the gym with Sarah. And got velcro-ed. Who even knew that was a verb. So Sarah was reviewing her gymnastics and seeing if she could still do a summersault, etc. (okey ... it was a tad more complex than that) and I decided I wanted to try. So there I am, on the mats, and of course I fall on my head. But to make matters worse, my hair gets stuck to the velcro. Now for most people, this causes a momentary messed up hairstyle, but not big deal. Try having dreadlocks. It was a slight ordeal. And I still bear the scars. Messy, fuzzy locks. Ugh.
Update Eight:
I'm running out of things to say.
Update Nine:
I know I'm forgetting something ...
Update Ten:
I knew it! The ballet. I went to the ballet on Thursday night. Royal Winnipeg Ballet's Peter Pan. It was wonderful. Absolutely magnificent. Besides, everything is better when it's cheap. That's right folks, students get $10 tickets to all dance performances in Victoria. Brilliant. I must say. So I took Yarin. Wouldn't say he's the biggest ballet connoisseur, but he was a good sport and managed to find us a ride off campus in order to get to the ballet!
So, I think that's all for now. I've reached the magic number of ten. Sleep well folks, I'm going to a Harvard acceptance PARTY. That's right, any excuse for brownies and music. :)
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