Adios Edmonton!

It seems like I just got home and I'm leaving again, but it's been a great two weeks! A lot of lazing around and catching up with people I haven't seen in a while. Last Friday I had a bbq at my place so that was good since I got to see a bunch of people. It didn't end up being a WILD party as towards the end I had a bunch of tequila shots (when you open the bottle you have to finish it!) and wanted to have a heart to heart talk with my friend but we both fell asleep. I was wondering why the last party of the night was kind of hazy but then I looked at the pictures and counted how many times I was taking a shot.

I also went to a movie theatre the other day for only the second time in a year to see 'Step Up'. It was like 'Centre Stage' meets 'Save the Last Dance'. Yes, it was as bad as it sounds. The dancing was good...the acting was PAINFUL. Awful, awful movie. My friends and I agreed we should write a screenplay...it would have been much better.

Also found out that one of my friends has rickets. And one of my other friends had a parasite in his eye when he was traveling south-east Asia and now he's partially blind in one eye. Wtf? Random.

People keep asking me if I'm excited to move, nervous, etc etc. I never really know how to answer that question (although I'm guilty of asking it to other people as well). Should I admit that I hardly ever anticipate things much? I mean, I have trouble sleeping the night before sometimes but I'm never really overly optimistic or pessimistic about what is coming next in my life. It's just the next thing I'm doing.

Tomorrow I'm off to Vancouver for a few days with my friend Medha (even going to meet up with some ex-Praha people along the way!) and then to Ottawa. Good news-- my sister found an apartment for us. Bad news-- she expects me to paint it by myself, unpack and arrange furniture, and yes...cook her dinner. I owe her a lot of money so I can't argue. Damn servitude!