Yay!
I'm feeling pretty happy right. The floor just went to T and J's for a social dinner, and 7 of us went to a dessert palce for some coffee. Finally talked to the French exchange student on my floor, Remi. He's cool. 23, from the South of France. Speaks English pretty well. I can ask him for French homework help now! 2 of my roommates were there, as was Kahlin's sister, another girl, and a 26 year old guy named Gordon, who's doing his MBA at Ivey. Great little group. Our don is such a geek; it's so cute. 22 yr old astronomy major. Again, almost 0 guys showed up. Just a couple others that I never see around. We should have 16 guys and 24 girls!

I have SO much Bus 20 homework. Every day, it's an exercise or assignment or case or reading or something. I have 11 pages for tomorrow's lecture. People are such keeners in class; everyone's pushing to get called to earn participation marks. I, of course, join in. My goal is to speak once per class, out of 60 or so people. I NEED participation marks, dammit. Other classes are going ok. The Comp Sci teacher rocks. He's got the same gentle dry humour that Dr. Lai has. It would so lame coming from other people, but from him it's really funny. OMG, my French class sucks. There's probably a couple of really good people who shouldn't be in this class, but the rest of them SUCK. We were doing this verb conjugation thing in PRESENT tense today, and it took FOREVER. My neighbour Jenna and I were trying not to roll our eyes. Sweet, nice girls, but they SUCK. I feel really sorry for the prof - he must be paying his dues in the first few years to receive higher postings later. Bio genetics - I've forgotten stuff, but whatever, I'm fine. I just hate how everything is worth SO much. Each evaluation is like 30% of our final mark. Jesus, I'm not going to fail from lack of studying, I'm going to fail from freaking the shit out come exam time!

Went to an AEO mixer thing with Mel last night. SO boring. More of that small talk chitchat bullshit that I hate. It's with a bunch of really competitive, academically minded people, too, of whom I am one. :) Yes, I'm a hypocrite. Good thing we're not exactly competing against each other for the Ivey spots; we only have to fulfill extracurricular and academic requirements. Otherwise, we'd resort to slitting throats in the middle of the night. I'm serious. We're already eying each other for AEO club council spots. I don't want any of the VP social spots, but I'm covetting the VP Finance for next year a bit. I'll probably not get it, not too big a deal. Clubs Week next week, I'll have to look for my bridge, mahjong and Chinese society.

DA - You're going to get lynched one of these days. Smartass. ;) I swear, your profs will grow to HATE you.

Chau - So when are you going to come back?

See y'all soon!

FOAM PARTY!!!
Oh DUDE!! Western had its closing ceremonies today, which I skipped, heh, but there was the FOAM PARTY (!!!) right afterwards, where a huge cannon/gun thing just shot bath bubble all over the field. A floormate and I went into the crowd where the shower of bubbles came down and start dancing and playing in the bubbles. It was surreal. Seriously, a dream-like sequence where everything was covered in bubbles, and we were dancing knee high, waist high in bath bubbles! She and I, we didn't know each other very well, just started jumping around and giggling and squealing like little schoolgirls, as more and more white chunks of bubbles got sprayed on us. We were in there for such a long time, just screaming and giggling everytime the cannon thing rotated back to our area and covered us from head to toe in bubbles. This was one of the most fun, high, moments that I'd ever had, laughing my head off with this one girl, until the foam got too high for us to stay. Towards the end, the bubbles just covered EVERYONE, and there were moments right after we got sprayed that we literally could be see or breathe anything but white bubbles because all the foam was on our faces, and hands when we tried to wiped it off. THAT was scary as hell. There were taller people all around, pushing and swiping their stuff on me (both of us are really short) and I started inhaled and ingesting the bubbles (thankfully I could still breath a little) and drowning in them. One of the most memorable experiences of my life. The funnest, coolest experience EVER. I suggest y'all try this one day. Oh my goodness, that was awesome.

The Good, The Bad, and The Ew.
I haven't been here in a while. Frosh week is very time consuming and tiring, but almost ending. I'm SO happy classes have started - I need some structure in my life. Although that means I'll have TONs of homework.

The three classes I've had thus far are:
Comp Sci- Bird course. I should ace this. I'll see how the marking in university goes, but if I don't get a comparatively high mark, I will hide in a hole in shame.

French- I should do ok in this, too. My class has only 20 people in it. Which is excellent. Just like high school. A few seem to be better than I am, but there are people worse than I am as well. I should do well if I work hard.

Business- OMG. This course is scary! My prof said on the first day, "If you haven't read pages 1-32, you're behind already." Well, fuck, lady, I know you mean serious business, but that's not the best opening line. Guess what I'm doing right now? There are 2 assignments already for Monday, which I'll complete tomorrow.

Still need to go to my first classes in Bio and MIT 26. They should be easy. If I don't ace Bio, I'm a big failure, and MIT 26 seems to be another computer that's pretty easy. I think Business is going to be the toughest course this year, and maybe MIT 25, which will be new material entirely. I should ace Calculus 050, basically a review of OAC Calc.

I've heard from a roommate that Western DOESN'T bell curve marks. That sounds too good to be true. I'm choosing not to believe yet, so that I'll work my ass off in anticipation of losing (hopefully I'm on the higher end, heh) marks.

I actually have a pretty good floor in terms of academically minded students. It's difficult to meet other suites because our doors are so far apart and I'm at the end of the hallway, but the floor's been pretty quiet, and the girls are all very nice. No sight of the guys yet. LOL. Honestly, we'll be able to have cheesy chick flic marathons (blah) and The Bachelor parties in the common without any objections from the guys. Thank goodness we're getting a TV (YAY!!) in our room (a roommate's bringing one this Sunday) so that we can watch the OC and Alias. Well, me, anyway. And figure skating. Dude, YES!

There's a guys room across the hall that has loud Playstation noises coming from within 24/7, and beer bottles all over the counters. Clothes are strewn everywhere. I've been to Mel's residence (we hung out on Thursday after classes) Delaware, and I've seen guys (on our floor, too) just carry up boxes of Labatt Blue to their rooms. Is this all they do? I have yet to find a smart guy at Western. Plenty of nice ones, though I don't know anyone very well, but not particularly mature or smart. The girls seem more educated. This, considering the number of genius guys in highschool, troubles me greatly. Or not. Actually, I wouldn't mind if everyone drank themselves dead all the time and partied and had sex and failed school. I'd look better in comparison. ;)

I'm really getting along well with my roommates. Three of us are really close, while the fourth has sort of her own friends, but we all get along. Thank goodness. Sadly, there are a couple of people I've met who do not get along AT ALL with their suite/floor mates. I think I would die. That lonely feeling fading a bit. I don't know that many people, but I have made 3, plus Mel 4, really good friends who I think will stay good friends for a long time, 2 of whom are my roommates. I still miss home, and I wonder whether I'll ever be such a high caliber environment again, at least not in the first two years here. I'm sad about that.

We've been in such a sheltered environment for 6 years - it's crazy. Excuse my naivete, or maybe my hope that it wasn't the case, but there are the big frat boys who get drunk, yell, and do totally obnoxious things here; it's not just a movie stereotype. And there are girls who dance and grind and practically have sex, with multiple guys, right on the floor, who enjoy being passed on like a piece of shit from guy to guy. Who leave with multiple guys from the club, no doubt to sleep with them.

I went with 6 other girls to the on-campus bar/club Thursday night, The Wave. There's a wet/dry card system at Western: if a student in underaged, he can still enter an on-campus bar if they give in their card at the beginning of the night and get Xs put on their hands to indicate to the bartender that he can't be served alcohol. If he consumes any alcohol from his friends' drinks, the guards will be able to smell it when he comes back out to get the wet/dry card. Good system. So we got in at 9:30, ordered pop, and waited about an hour before people started filtering onto the dance floor. There were guys all over the place coming up from behind and putting their hands on girls' asses and hips and grinding their crotches together. EW. Ew, ew. Only the white girls got hit on, though, thank god. And, some others who were looking for it. Save for hooking on the street, I think bars are the worst places to meet guys. There was one who started grinding [i]on the floor [/i] with some guy one minute, making out and doing the same with another guy the next minute. Gross. We got home at about 12:30am. Good music, fun for the most part, but once is enough to last me a loooong time.