Greetings tu la monde once again from the land of Whales and Mary Jane!
Figured I'd attempt to once again keep those back at home up to date with my do-gooder endeavors abroad, and so here I go. I now work over at the local Junior High School (Hundred Mile Secondary), which is pretty ass kicking. The staff are great to hang out with, the kids love me, I've even had the chance to experience the dreaded "Young Female Stalker" syndrome from a couple of people. Generally though, I just hang around the school, sit in on classes, do all the bitch work that the teachers don't want to do. I help out mostly in the Drama department, where they are putting on a production of "Beauty and The Beast" (which looks like it's coming along beautifully, I might add!), and get along famously with the flamboyant drama teacher, Mr. Lund. We hang out and make fun of our favorite students, crack jokes in class, and work on silly accents (I've so far received tapes/booklets on Scottish, French, and Cockney). Other times I sit in on the guitar class (Yes...we actually have an entire high school class devoted to learning how to play guitar - imagine the noise ;). So far I've managed to work on Freebird, Pinball Wizard, and for some reason a lot of Keith Urban...bleh, although today we managed to get some Power Chord lessons in there today as well.
Life in the Katimavik house is still the same, although we lost yet another member. Julie, the one who everyone loved to hate has finally broken her last rule, and has officially received das boot from our little group. I don't think anyone is too upset about seeing her leave, and it'll probably do wonders for our group harmony, although you still wish that people would get more out of a program like Katimavik. C'est la vie I guess. Jenny's still doing pretty good too. It's just a bit weird these days, I guess actually living together with someone, having to keep yourselves an actual secret and breaking the rules just being together puts undue stress on things in the end. It's weird, before I almost never got to see the girl, and now I'm living with them...I'm not quite sure what's better in the end. I'm not sure how things'll work out (as I'm quite famous for setting myself up for big falls), but I guess I just gotta go with it...
Well, not really...just got a lot of ranty stuff on my mind, and didn't want to take up an entire entry with it. I dunno what's up with me these days, but I've also had a certain someone on my mind lately...not sure if it's because of working in a high school environment, the musical, maybe even the fact I have a student here that looks frighteningly enough like them, but it's there on my mind. I was chatting with a certain friend of mine a little while back, and the subject came up, in the end I was given a website to keep up to date on their activities. I honestly wish them the best of luck, in whatever they do, and enjoy their experiences, but I don't think that feeling is reciprocated. It's not even the whole relationship thing, but just the friendship we had that I miss these days. Was it love? I guess I can't be sure, but it was something worthwhile on my part anyways. (On an unrelated note...what is it with me and winding up with girls for Nine months? Some sort of magic number?) I hope they have no regrets, and to have the time of their lives, whatever they do.
Anyways, yeah. Getting a bit homesick these days. I go on slurpee runs every so often, but it's weird to go by myself. Playing Risk with new people is tres bizarre as well, and even just hanging out on the floor of a basement room just doesn't feel right. I think it's a bit weird, but I'm pretty sure I don't have a song on my MP3 Player that doesn't make me think of a person back at home. Some days I just blare something like "Emerald Sword" as loud as my laptop can handle (much to the annoyance of my friends), but it almost feels like I'm back at home, cruising around in Shanker's car, listening to Scott and him making fun of my latest dumb comment. I miss hanging out in the backroom of Harrys, or even just watching everyone playing WoW and me voicing my dislike for the game. Funny how that works. I hope everyone's taking care back home, and feel free to email me or keep me up to date these days. That's all that comes to mind for now, have fun back at home all.
PS - I also met someone who know's Dan, oddly enough. We had a juggler from New Brunswick named "Sand" or some such thing, doing a bi-lingual show for the kids, and wound up chatting it up with her. Even out here I'm still connected. :)
-Will