Thursday, October 14, 2004
8:50 a.m. to 9:00 p.m. That's more than 12 hours on campus! It's like living at school! If I hadn't been cramming for the BIOL 112 midterm, it would've been fun to visit random friends who live in residence.

The midterm itself went alright, I think. I don't expect 100%, but neither do I expect to fail ... speaking of which, I didn't fail my MATH 180 midterm either! It would've been an A even before scaling; shocking, I know. Kathy and I got the exact same mark, heh, and we were both so panicky beforehand. ENGL 220 midterm also comes back tomorrow ... eew. That leaves 2 more yet to come -- the harder ones, unfortunately. Not that PHYS 100 is unusually difficult; I'm just appallingly behind on readings (as in I haven't done any).

Today's Chem lab was fun! "Unknown Solution #3" only contained copper and cadmium ions, and those only precipitated at the very end ... in other words, I happened to be working with one of the easiest solutions in terms of microanalysis. And the best part was that I finished at 4, so could leave an hour early. Which was much needed, since I still have a math quiz tomorrow that I haven't prepped for.

written at 06:54 a.m.

Thursday, October 2, 2003
When was the last time I blogged on this thing? Ah well, time to end this prolonged caesura. It's been nearly a month since the fateful first weekday after Labour Day ... so ...

CHEM 121: Structural Chemistry with Application to Chemistry of the Elements. Compared to my other classes, this one hurtles along at breakneck speed. It's also the most online-oriented and by far the hardest to follow. Because it involves so much abstract physics. Heisenberg's Uncertainty Principle is all well and good, but then you bring Schrodinger's Equation into it and I have no idea where the nodes are, trivial or otherwise! True, quantum theory might be interesting, if I could only bend my mind around it.

ENGL 220: Literature in English to the 18th Century. Chris banged his head against the BPP booth when I told him this was my most interesting class. Yes, so I'm a poor excuse for a science student. I just happen to find The Canterbury Tales more mentally stimulating than electromagnetic radiation.

MATH 180: Differential Calculus with Physical Applications. Our prof is nice, for all that he doesn't really speak English. We covered a fair bit of calculus last year in IB Math Methods, so this course is nice and non-headache-inducing. And I understand much more the second time around.

BIOL 112: Biology of the Cell. The prokaryotic cell, in particular. This is also a microbiology course. A lot of it is review from Bio 11 HL with Dr. Gabbott, which is good. What's not good is the success rate for the exams, according to a reliable source -- namely, my tutorial TA.

PHYS 100: Introductory Physics. Basically a review of Physics 11, which I didn't particularly enjoy and don't remember much of. Class rolls by so slowly! Oh well ... I don't plan on dabbling in physics any more after first year.

People keep asking me whether I like high school or university better. I can't rightly answer that, since the two are so different. Plus I haven't been in university long enough to tell. I can't see very far into the future, either, which is a little unsettling. I want to take advantage of the courses I already have credit for, but I don't want to jeopardize my GPA. I want to do Co-op, yet I want to graduate as soon as possible.

Since when have I started thinking so far ahead? This must be some sort of disease.

written at 12:32 p.m.

Thursday, September 9, 2004
Dreams within the still of night
On wings of hope take flight inside of me
There upon some distant shore
We want for nothing more than what will be
And you and I, here we are
I wonder as we come this far

If I could only read your mind
Tell me the answer I would find
Do you dream of me?
And when you're smiling in your sleep
Beyond the promises we keep
Do you dream of me?

Love has found a magic space
A deep and hidden place where time stands still
Now I hold you in my arms
You know you hold my heart and always will
And you and I, here we are
And it's a wonder that we've come this far

And after all that we've been through
You've leaned on me, I've leaned on you
Do you dream of me?
And when you're smiling in your sleep
Beyond the promises we keep
Do you dream of me?

- Michael W. Smith, "Do You Dream of Me"

written at 01:08 p.m.

Saturday, August 21, 2004
I'm back and we've finally upgraded to cable! YAY! It took long enough, yeah. No more "oh I'm sorry you couldn't reach us for the past hour because my daughter was online." Plus I have MSN again!! It feels like forever.

The guy from Shaw Cable who came over was nice; he stayed quite a while longer than he should have, helping us with Norton Antivirus updates and other stuff. Actually, I have no idea what he was doing. He did say he goes to SFU.

I'm off to the Okanagan this coming Monday, and then Seattle right after that, so I won't be blogging next week. A short while without an internet connection is enough to get out of the habit, I guess (although I haven't been regular for a while now anyway). Oh well.

written at 10:43 a.m.

Wednesday, July 28, 2004
For those of my avid readers who may have been wondering where I've disappeared to ... let's keep this short and sweet.

Computer crashed. Virus? Probably. We were forced to reboot the system, and hence our internet connection is temporarily gone. I'd give more details if I weren't so technologically challenged. And hopefully, when I'm back, I'll have upgraded from dial-up to, well ... something better.

written at 03:17 p.m.

Tuesday, July 13, 2004
My legs were slightly sore this morning from climbing the Chief. No, not from climbing. The Grouse Grind has a more gruelling ascent, I find, and I was never sore the day after. It must've been running down the mountain, then. But that was so much fun!

Not to mention that the view from Second Peak was amazing. I do hope Anthony's panorama turns out. And the chipmunks were so cute, almost crawling into my hand. We should do it again sometime!

Thursday, July 8, 2004
It is too soon. But if I don't tell you soon, then it will soon be too late.

written at 10:15 p.m.

Wednesday, July 7, 2004
Operations ready for relaunching after extended capistrano. All personnel requested to stand at alert. Comrade proposes elaboration of Operation Pigpen. Data to be relayed shortly.

So after all the pain, anxiety, and montage of assorted sufferings, IB results are out! It's so anti-climatic, really. Thank goodness the experience is behind me; I wouldn't relive it for all the spices of Arabia. ^_^ Although, toute reflexion faite, it was indeed fun while it lasted. And I'm satisfied enough with my 40. High school is over ... yet I don't feel any different (nor do I look any older). Maybe it hasn't quite sunk in yet. After all, there's the whole summer ahead of me!

Une chose de plus ... I do have a story. Incomplete; only the unravellings of a potential dilemma or problem or miracle. So, answer me this: is it worse to tell a story too late, or too soon?

written at 08:46 p.m.