This one's for the team

I'm planning to investigating this 'no-pool' situation at Concordia. Otherwise, a membership at the YMCA on Parc will be on the menu. I'm on the lookout for another low-self-esteemer to join in, so far, I've been unsuccessful.

Mtl. has been sticky these past few days. Perfect outdoor-pool weather, but alas, busy school schedules don't allow it.

I went to Myriam's dance show the other night. Saw some Monctonian faces. My awkardness was palpable, but I didn't care enough to bother making an effort. The theatre was a hot, dark room. When the girls were dancing, I was mezmerized by Myriam's muscles. They were glistening with sweat on her skin, I couldn't help but stare. It made me want to glow like she did. I ran out without saying hello.

First day of school. One word: awesome. I have a specialization seminar with D. Douglas which is essentially preparing for Grad school (ie. heaven).

It feels strange to be taking classes that focus on grad school this early in the game, but it's also exciting. See my enthusiam dwindle as my level of stress increases (about six weeks from now).

In the meantime, I'm negotiating how to let go of my road rage. I wanted to tell a hasty driver to stick it where the sun don't shine this afternoon, but all I could muster was a smile, and a shake of the head.

Attempting to make final plans with Mchl.

Cinema du Parc is playing a restored 35mm print of The 400 Blows. I'm going to hate my lazy self for missing it.