Topangggga

Ah.
Destress.
Despite being in the middle of what my classmates and I are considering "hell week" (2 x midterms, 2 x papers, 4 x days.. 0 x fun?), I am surprisingly relaxed. The fact that I have chosen to write a blog post may show this in spades, OR may be a testament that facebook has gotten too boring to be a procrastination tool. I have no clue if I used testament correctly in that sentence... but I like big words, so big words I shall use.

The non-looming prospects of grad school have got me feeling content with 80s (or 70s... or passing for that matter), and I am starting to realize that life experience is much more important than the B S and c that will come after my name. My poor unfortunate friends applying to grad school... I truly feel for you. I wish you the best in being doctors, Registered Dieticians and Occupational Therapists. I also hope that in my old age you will be kind to me and rehabilitate me.

Another reason I am perhaps so chillaxed despite writing a paper about a zero tolerance blood alcohol limit that I wish to impose on Canadian Drivers (it's a paper... chillax)... Coeur de Pirate.

While my Immersion French may be rusty (rousseur? rousseuse? rustay? - pretty sure all of those are wrong), I understand enough to have Beatrice Martin make me swoon.
Check this out as it rules big time:


Other fun facts about my day:
- I changed my blogger template
- Jian Gomeshi tweeted me (HOW COOL IS THAT?! I had to text my Dad who religiously listens to Q and with whom I can bring up Billy Bob Thornton and have him think he is equally as douchebagy as many a creep)
- Topanga is now in my twitter background 
- I embraced the curl in my hair.
- I forgot the sugar free pumpkin pie at my parents' house (that's just sad... but important)

xo
Jods