Okay, so school's not the problem. Well, sometimes it is. The work hasn't been much of a problem. But being in this building... it's really getting to me.

I experienced something today. At lunch, Meredith left for Subway... I didn't feel like going. It was fine. I didn't count on Tifani leaving for 7eleven though. So I was pretty lonely. Viktorya offered me her seat at her table to eat my lunch, which was generous, considering I accidently penetrated her arm with my pen in Science earlier that morning. I sat there, eating in silence, in isolation from the conversation speaking-wise, but I listened intently. The bunch was talking about colleges and universities, but eventually they came upon a different topic. I really hope they don't come across this blog entry and think that all I write about is their conversations. So instead of going into detail, I'd just like to share something I learned during that discussion. When you notice that outcast, sitting in the corner looking out the window, you may think they aren't very social, you may poke fun at them among your group of friends or ignore their existence entirely, but consider that there's a story behind every person, and that one person that you may look as "weird" and the "loner" likely has a sad story. I learned that in my own exclusion at lunch today, and it isn't fun to be lonely when surrounded by people. I just wish that sometimes I wouldn't judge. It's one thing I could do without.

Anyyyywayyyy... I have a Japanese student who will be staying at my house a week from now. Yes, I am in grade ten and the program is intended for junior high, but.... the Japanese outnumber us. =P So my vice principal needed help and Vikki and I took the opporunity to have another student, despite our old age. She's only one year younger than I am, actually, and we'll be taking her to many places. There is little to do in Canada, but much to see.

I recieved my package from Waterloo recently, and I have to say that I have mixed feelings about the seminar. I am really thrilled to be chosen and I know this will be a perfect opportunity, especially to find out what Science classes I'd like to take in the future. But I'm also likely to be missing my exams while over there... all of them. And there might not be time to study. But... too late now. Haha. I picked going during the June week over the May week because MCR is simply more important. MCR. They claim to save lives with their concerts. So... I have to go, right? It's worth it. End of story.

I can't believe how much I've written so far. But I think I've worn out everything... the complaining has ended. For now. I thought I might actually sleep in this morning. I thought it was Saturday. But instead I wake to the reality of Friday, get up, and arrive to the bus stop EARLY to find that the bus is about to LEAVE. Ya, apparently she picks us up 4 minutes earlier every day now. And I have 22 freakin' minutes to waste before my first class which could otherwise be spent sleeping.

Ok, the whining has ended for good now.

Happy Friday! Can't wait to hear Madison's Friday song. *smirk*