It’s good, after a couple of really shitty sleepless nights, to talk about those things in my heart with someone I can actually see. I just spent a couple of hours “discussing” my “situation” with a couple of roommies and they reminded me that my life is much better, that I’m free, that people care about me (including them) and that now I have the opportunity to do whatever I can because I’m the master of my own destiny. Sometimes you just need someone to listen and it all seems clear. Enough tears, count up to 10 (20 if necessary). There’s no point in crying anymore… Start living, Bea!

This session has finally gotten busy. I have a home-test to submit this week, some lab reports to prepare, found myself a research project on Entomology and the possibility to join the Plant Ecology team during summer (gotta love the teacher, very passionate about her job). Ça brasse pas mal, mon affaire! So… between school and my new social life I’m busy enough to stop thinking about the crappy past and I feel that everything has changed so much, sometimes I have trouble keeping up with it… Way funny, like some paralel universe I just discovered.

On Friday we got together with my roomies and some friends from school, made a lot of pasta, had some wine and then we went to see Les Cowboys Fringants. Had been a while since I jumped and screamed so much at a concert, it was awesome, so much fun! Then we came back home, I stayed here for a while and then the French guys decided we should go to the pub, so we stayed there until they actually told us to leave because the place was closing, ha ha ha!

It’s fun to live this college life again, like a new opportunity, and I’ve met so many nice people. After so much isolation, after breathing without really living… I try to make as if every single moment was the last one of my life. Snow fights at 3 a.m. are always interesting, let me tell ya… Heh!

Don’t you just love it when you can laugh out loud in the middle of nowhere, as if no one was watching, and you give a rat’s ass about it? I wuv it. I was walking back home after class today and then I saw one of my roomies, Guillaume (I’ve decided to call him Guimauve, which means marshmellow), who was on his way to the sports centre. The freaking kid wanted to start a snow fight, but he decided it was more fun to wrestle and push me and there we were, rolling on the snow, and yours truly was screaming like a monkey. Then we went separate ways and I couldn’t stop laughing, not to mention that I fell on my butt again when coming down the hill on the snow path, so I laughed even more.

It feels great because during a long time things like this didn’t happen to me, it may sound stupid and too simple or not out of this world, but my life was boring and now it isn’t boring anymore… and I’m loving every minute!

So, we finally get to see some blue at the House of Commons, huh? Tories won the election, we have a cute Prime Minister called Stephen Harper and he’s gonna sell our butts to Americans (LOL!), Paul Martin is about to resign (pauvre p’tit!), hereusement ici au Québec c’est toujours le Bloc (pfft!) and everyone’s happy (Kelly, read sarcasm, he he!). Let’s see how long it lasts this time.

And that’s all I have to say about it. I sounded like an idiot, right? Oh well…

Then GO VOTE, because I can’t! LOL - I’m still in the vote list of my old electoral district and I was too dumb (or too lazy) to get it fixed (although someone just told me I still can do it… huh?). I won’t get into political discussions now because I have to get ready to go to school. Anyhoo… I don’t see like much is gonna change, but we can only hope things will get better, right? So, GO VOTE!

Oh yes, I still can vote, w00t! All I need is two photo ID, even if I’m not in voters list. Heh! OMG… I can vote, I AM Canadian! Oh yes, a total dork too. FYI, I became a citizen in March 2005 and this is my first time voting, so you can understand my stupid excitement, ha ha ha!

Update @ 4:44 p.m. — Voted. Now I’m worried… They don’t really check if you’re a citizen here… LOL. Just give a photo ID and you’re OK, kinda scary (permanent residents can have health insurance card and drivers license, so they are not proof of citizenship). I’ll stop being an idiot now.

Bea: I met this girl today. She looks sad, like a sad person.
Friend: Is she beautiful?
Bea: Huh? What does it have to do with anything?
Friend: Don’t know. Maybe she doesn’t have a boyfriend.

WTF? So in order not to be sad you have to be in a relationship? Or in order to have someone you need to be pretty? Because I’ve met quite a few peeps lately who look miserable and are married, with kids and supposedly in love. Bah… I’m suffering from “Short Fuse Syndrome” today, not really getting what people are saying and feeling rather annoyed instead. I guess I’ll be going to bed early, ugh.

Crap, crap, crap! I missed my first meeting for the research project. The starting date was wrong on the Biology department board and I didn’t show up. Oh, so sad! I was just next door, at the library, studying like a nerd, thinking the first meeting was next week. Do not panic, I said to myself, talked to my very cute Marine Ecosystems teacher and he’s gonna see me next week to discuss project ideas and the possibility to join the “Écologie Aquatique” research team in summer, w00t! Now I just have to wait, patiently, little grasshoper.

Note to self: Don’t forget to contact Systematics teacher ‘coz he’s the Bird Guy. Ornithology… *Drools* Yeah, yeah, I’m a dork!

When I first came here people kept asking me if I was psychologically prepared for winter because it tends to get a little bit cold. Well… These days temperatures are kind of high for this time of the year and everyone’s puzzled. It’s fun not to have to worry about your butt freezing, but then when it rains we have une belle patinoire afterwards, weee! I’m getting ready to go skating on the sidewalk on my way to school (funnn… not!), there’s a nice layer of ice decorating the city this morning. I’m gonna write a book “How to Break Your Butt With Style in the Quebec Winter”… I’ve fallen 3 times already! Who should I sue? Heh.