counting down the days

Well I leave in just over a week (measured in hours)... 9:00 AM next Friday, and it's Friday now. Yesterday, I visited our friends in Port Alberni, Flora, Doug & Carla. We also picked up my visa, passport, and airline tickets from my travel agent. We met a girl there who did a Rotary exchange to Germany and is now studying international relations so she can work at the Canadian Embassy there.

That evening proved another festival of badness as Alleah came over again. This time, there wasn't any really horrible behaviour; however, she stayed until around 2. Paddy picked her up (demanding gas money) and drove her home, but somewhere in there they did some smoking up. I really hope my "gas money" contribution didn't go towards drugs. I hate it when that happens. I also climbed a tree, and took lots of pictures of my house and stuff.

Today was pretty dull. Did Mandarin (possibly the last class for a while) and then T'ai Chi this evening. T'ai Chi in the park was nice, not too hot, it's a lovely view and location to do it; Nanaimo/Newcastle Harbour is an excellent view. Of course, I didn't call ahead so I went to the club first. That's life though.

Tomorrow I plan on rewriting the Physics 12 provincial. No extra studying, à la mode Lit 12, I'll just get a lot more sleep this time. My mark isn't too terribly awful, but I'd like to bring it up to at least 90% for the course. Then, I will have rewritten every provincial exam I took. I love the BC government, I can't believe they let you rewrite and pick the highest mark... it's the precedent for how we did Physics 12.

There are tentative plans for a party in my honour Tuesday night (considering Brad's house as a venue, not yet secured). Not to toot my own horn or anything, but if you like me more than you dislike me, and my prolonged absence will not improve your life, you might want to consider coming and saying goodbye. Or rock on, or ciao, or bon voyage, or see you in hell... you get the picture. Think about it.

It's time to go to bed soon. I have an almost irresistible urge to see "Harold & Kumar go to Whitecastle," just because of the title--no other reason. Can't wait 'til Brad and Laura get back but in the meantime, this is YOUR perfect opportunity to hang out with me. Check out the Ebola Monkey Man (Nigerian-scammer baiting antics) or, alternatively, a useful page on ages of consent. Make sure to read up on Canada's various laws, including the one discriminating against gay sex, and the penalties for allowing minors to have sex in your house, even if you just live there. 1:52 AM = Time for bed.

Liftoff to Taiwan: 7 days