Summer the bad

Normally I like summer (when it isn't 35 degrees with a humidex of 43 and smog that makes the sky look like it has jaundice), but there is a funny thing about the change of seasons in Canada and that would be the change of wardrobe. And how it can make you feel about yourself, a feeling I've been stuck with since the mercury hit the 30 degree mark yesterday: the frustration and shock of pulling on a summer skirt for the first time since September and finding the zipper will barely make it to the top.

It is just unfair to go from your fall/winter/early spring pants that are a half a size too big (which encourages the eating of dessert, timbits, fried foods, etc) to pulling on a the shorts you used to be able to nearly pull off last year without unzipping them and finding the button won't make it into the hole without squishing the hibernation flesh you used to keep yourself warm during those minus 10 degree days of just a few months ago.

I curse you summer and your heat that makes one want to eat nothing but ice cream because I can't, I have to go live in the gym for a week.

(Pictures from Quebec City tomorrow or possibly Thursday, as I've become neglectful...)

Shocker

I do not exude confidence. I do not think I am the most beautiful girl or the most talented, but damnit I think I'm kinda smart.

Apparently Ryerson University disagrees. "If you've been accepted to another school, you should take the offer," advised the woman on Thursday when I inquired if my application had been looked at yet (!). Apparently good ol' Rye High doesn't give a hoot about references and resumes and that statement they make you include with your application if you don't have an 'A' GPA. I got a B+ people, from what many (seriously, it's not just me) would describe as one of the harder programs to excel in at Ryerson.

I am sad. But also angry!
(And also in denial, because I refuse to believe the rejection until I actually get the cursed letter).

Yeah me!

I got nominated for another award today (possibly the last one of my career - how sad) and because of it I get to go to Quebec City for free. (And possibly Africa or Bolivia if I win, but I'm much more excited about Quebec City...)