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It's the middle of the week, and I'm in good spirits so far.

Today I had one class, which is 3 hours long, about international perspectives of Human resource management. We all had to introduce ourselves to the class, which is always a hoot. I love seeing all the diversity in my classes and hearing how passionate people are about the world we live in.. and... social justice.. oh wait, that didn't happen. What I meant to say was I love hearing and seeing how exactly the same everybody is right down the Nalgene water bottle (they're durable by the way. Just out of curiosity, when was the last time you broke your water bottle) and how boring people can me (myself included)

I knew all that stuff before. What I learned was that some people really hate public speaking. I used to be one of those people, and somewhere along the way, something changed. Now, I love any opportunity I have to have all eyes on me and all ears listening to whatever disappointing jibberish will come out of my mouth. I managed to make the class laugh, but it's very likely that it was one of those lovely uncomfortable laughs, not one of those enjoyment laughs. Both are fun for me, so I don't really care.

I think I need to stop rolling my eyes when people say things that I say are dumb, too. Only because the teacher might see me and think that I'm a freak. But at school, one of the things we learn is how to break down assumptions and base your conclusions on evidence.
So let's give an example.. Person A is talking about how Alberta countryside and European countryside are similar because they're both green, and they're different.. well... Person A isn't sure why the countrysides are different cause they weren't expecting to be asked this in class so they didn't have time to research and prepare their answer.. so really, it still remains a mystery as to how Europe and Alberta are different in terms of countryside.. (Person A being in my class)

Person B (that's me by the way) glares because they can't figure out how somebody could live a year in Europe and not figure out that Europe is ridiculously more densely populated than Alberta. Anyways, I sub-conscioiusly thought this deserved a glare, so I glared. ..

Let's say the teacher saw me and ASSUMED that I was glaring at PERSON B because they are.. half retarded. They might want to come talk to me about it after class, but then they would realize that because of the sequence of events, maybe it only appeared that I was glaring at Person B maliciously, when in fact I could have been just glaring to myself because I forgot to pay my phone bill. So they would remind themselves that they can't accuse a student based on their assumption which are based on what they observed in that brief moment of time. Because you can't believe what you hear, and only half of what you see. You also shouldn't start sentences with because, but this isn't a grammar lesson here..

So my point is that I think people need to know more about how densely populated Europe is cause it's important and also you can always tell somebody they're wrongly accusing you based on their assumptions, which were clearly far from the truth.

Fridge magnets

I have to go to work in a few minutes but I thought this would be a fantastic time to write something on this thing. And by thing I mean blog.

Today is for me the last day of winter holidays. It's been a great run, despite getting a cold towards the end of this whole thing. I did alot of lounging around and movie watching and tv watching. Mostly the colbert report because it's really really funny. I also found myself a job and have made a big mess of my room. I now work at Spirits wine liquor store thingy in Oliver Square. Like Oliver's army. I've only had a few shifts, but it seems to be boring and unchallenging, like any good job. But I get a discount on wine, which.. um.. I don't even know.. could be good I guess.

I recently turned 22, and have started to think of myself as being really really old. Hopefully that will pass soon, because I think I'm too young to feel old, and I'm definately too young to start making sense, so I don't even plan on bothering. I guess I'm happy with the decisions I've made up until now and I don't regret all the great things I've been able to do and the great people I've been able to do these things with.

So as me and some fellow students embark on a new semester of learning and performing, and some people embark on their new years resolutions, i wish everybody good luck in the new year and new semester... much love and happiness and all that jazz.