..and I finally feel like I'm home. Living on top of a mountain never felt comfortable. It was kind of pointy, actually. The new place just feels right. There's better light, easier access to everything (the grocery store is only a block away and it takes me 15 minutes by bus to get to work), and the set up is just more logical. I like.

School is nearly done for the semester. I am so unbelievably happy about that. All I have left is one paper (which I should be working on now instead of typing this but a brief break is ok, I guess), one test and a final (very minor) Spanish assignment. Speaking of Spanish, other than possibly having to retake the course I'm in now, I will never again take a Spanish course at SFU. I really want to learn Spanish, but these are seriously far too demanding. I am fully capable of taking on a heavy amount of work for a course and have done so many times with success, but SFU Spanish courses are ridiculous. There are 2-3 assignments and/or quizzes every week, each of which is only worth a small amount. It doesn't sound so bad, but it's impossible to keep up and it all eventually drags a grade down. This is supposed to be introductory Spanish, but we're apparently supposed to be fluent in it after 2 semesters. Pure crap. I will never take Spanish courses there again. I'd much rather learn Spanish in a more relaxed, encouraging atmosphere where every mistake isn't going to threaten my chances of getting into grad school.

Well, now that that rant is out of my system, I can concentrate on finishing up the assignments and tests that are left then start getting ready for summer semester. I've gotten myself into a Latin American geography course, a globalization course, and depending on whether or not I'll need to retake intro Spanish 2, I'll either be in that or an ethnography class. The fun times keep rolling!

Well, back to paper writing.

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