It's been a while...
This is what I consider the first issue of the new, post-Superstore Age - The Undergraduate Age of Me. Yes, I got accepted to University, even with an entrance scholarship despite lacklustre performance in the Maths and Sciences. I guess they must have recognized what a swell guy I was, eventually.
The changes have been profound. My view of the world has probably been irreparably altered from my training this summer - though I can't help but feel that's been for the better. Unfortunately, the world around me has changed so dramatically - and somewhat depressingly. I marvel at the facts that I've only seen Medic and Stretch in person once since I first left for Edmonton. I haven't seen Estragon for almost a year... Aside from people like Cefin, Marc and Deabhed (names Celticized to preserve their identities), who I knew before and are in my classes - I hardly see any of my civilian friends from before.
However there have been new faces in my life - who would've thought that I would have a girlfriend!? I'm sure my friends were as surprised about this as they were about Medic. I get so excited just to think of her... by god, she fills a growing void in my life, and how I treasure that. She's just so great to be around, she's just such a great person! I miss her, and I just saw her yesterday! I feel my lack of contact with other human beings is no doubt exacerbating this; I haven't attended parade in a few weeks, and that's a contributing factor.
MSN does not replace human contact... it's not the same just talking to people who you've shared some of the greatest moments of your life with, and nothing else. Dammit, when I want to talk to Dixon, I want to drink with him; with Vogel, I want to play chess; with Estragon, I long for the woods; with Stretch and the rest, football; and Trench, how I miss standing by the walkway talking for hours about shit we had just thought of. And to my girlfriend, I just miss being next to you.
Winter has arrived early. How Canadian, for the seasons to be so off. They all arrive a month early, it seems, except summer, which takes up the slack (that's what we get for trying to add another hour!!)... I feel trapped indoors. It's my fault, but what am I to do... I can't control the weather like some Merlin. My days are spent waiting and reading and writing and waiting. I guess, in a way, this whole time has been rather momentous, all of it. I'm sure that when I look back, I'll love the times up in Edmonton and Wainwright, and miss my roommates and brothers... I'll recall being given a laptop, and not the weeks I wasted cooked up inside ripping music as summer passed away. When I think of this first semester, I'll remember the times I've been mucking around with Cefin or myself - perhaps wishing that I'd payed more attention, or been more studious - but still having forgotten the times I've screwed myself in my poor essay writing habits.
Namely though, I think I'll remember the people... the relationships that have solidified in those foreign halls far to the north (on two counts), and the new ones that I have... For never before has a teacher treated me like a dolt, no matter how deserving... and never before have I treasured and cared for people so much. To see the sky, and my friends again... if only waiting were so easy. At least my history textbook is nearly read.
Have a nice day,
V for something.
The changes have been profound. My view of the world has probably been irreparably altered from my training this summer - though I can't help but feel that's been for the better. Unfortunately, the world around me has changed so dramatically - and somewhat depressingly. I marvel at the facts that I've only seen Medic and Stretch in person once since I first left for Edmonton. I haven't seen Estragon for almost a year... Aside from people like Cefin, Marc and Deabhed (names Celticized to preserve their identities), who I knew before and are in my classes - I hardly see any of my civilian friends from before.
However there have been new faces in my life - who would've thought that I would have a girlfriend!? I'm sure my friends were as surprised about this as they were about Medic. I get so excited just to think of her... by god, she fills a growing void in my life, and how I treasure that. She's just so great to be around, she's just such a great person! I miss her, and I just saw her yesterday! I feel my lack of contact with other human beings is no doubt exacerbating this; I haven't attended parade in a few weeks, and that's a contributing factor.
MSN does not replace human contact... it's not the same just talking to people who you've shared some of the greatest moments of your life with, and nothing else. Dammit, when I want to talk to Dixon, I want to drink with him; with Vogel, I want to play chess; with Estragon, I long for the woods; with Stretch and the rest, football; and Trench, how I miss standing by the walkway talking for hours about shit we had just thought of. And to my girlfriend, I just miss being next to you.
Winter has arrived early. How Canadian, for the seasons to be so off. They all arrive a month early, it seems, except summer, which takes up the slack (that's what we get for trying to add another hour!!)... I feel trapped indoors. It's my fault, but what am I to do... I can't control the weather like some Merlin. My days are spent waiting and reading and writing and waiting. I guess, in a way, this whole time has been rather momentous, all of it. I'm sure that when I look back, I'll love the times up in Edmonton and Wainwright, and miss my roommates and brothers... I'll recall being given a laptop, and not the weeks I wasted cooked up inside ripping music as summer passed away. When I think of this first semester, I'll remember the times I've been mucking around with Cefin or myself - perhaps wishing that I'd payed more attention, or been more studious - but still having forgotten the times I've screwed myself in my poor essay writing habits.
Namely though, I think I'll remember the people... the relationships that have solidified in those foreign halls far to the north (on two counts), and the new ones that I have... For never before has a teacher treated me like a dolt, no matter how deserving... and never before have I treasured and cared for people so much. To see the sky, and my friends again... if only waiting were so easy. At least my history textbook is nearly read.
Have a nice day,
V for something.