I met with my academic advisor again to discuss my U of T trascript. There was a little kerfuffle because the McGill chemistry department wouldn't recognize my Organic Chemistry credits from U of T (138H and 247H). I have two, for crying out loud! Are you telling me that U of T counts less than McGill? She thought it was ridiculous as well, so she overruled them and also left a stinging message on their answering machine. It's all finally settled. I'm going straight into the second year of the nursing program (out of four). I still need first-year physics courses, but I can take them later when I have time (third year has less mandatory courses).
BUT!
Sadly, this means that I don't have time this year to take French as a Second Language courses. How am I supposed to improve if I don't have a proper teacher and other people to practice with? One can only learn so much from books. What am I going to do when I start clinical stuff in the winter? WAH~~!!! *sniff sniff*
Zut alors... T_T
Friday, August 31, 2007
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Je suis awesome.
Heh.
I ran all of my errands in French today and I feel pretty accomplished for it. They were very simple (buying stamps, an extension cord and envelopes all at different stores), but it was so satisfying to be able to say that I wanted 10 stamps or to ask where the envelopes were. It was small, but a triumph, nonetheless. You get that instant gratification, you know?
In related news, I went to my French placement test this morning and they're putting me in a third-year course! She said it might even be too easy for me (picture my BWUH??!! face) but that I could ask the instructor if I needed something heavier. Yay!
I ran all of my errands in French today and I feel pretty accomplished for it. They were very simple (buying stamps, an extension cord and envelopes all at different stores), but it was so satisfying to be able to say that I wanted 10 stamps or to ask where the envelopes were. It was small, but a triumph, nonetheless. You get that instant gratification, you know?
In related news, I went to my French placement test this morning and they're putting me in a third-year course! She said it might even be too easy for me (picture my BWUH??!! face) but that I could ask the instructor if I needed something heavier. Yay!
Exciting discovery!
Just back home for lunch before going out to the campus again.
While I was on my way to take a French placement test, I stopped by a post office that I found on the Canada Post website. Guess what? It's in an underground mall (like the PATH in Toronto) just down the street from me! I didn't even know it was there. It's small, but it has a grocery store (Metro), the post office and even a tiny movie theatre! I'm so friggin' excited. I don't have to go all the way downtown just to get groceries! Huzzah!
After lunch, I'm going out again to get my student card. Then I'm going to stop by the Humanities and Social Sciences library to borrow some books! Hooray!
PS: Am I too excited for such a paltry discovery as a grocery store?
While I was on my way to take a French placement test, I stopped by a post office that I found on the Canada Post website. Guess what? It's in an underground mall (like the PATH in Toronto) just down the street from me! I didn't even know it was there. It's small, but it has a grocery store (Metro), the post office and even a tiny movie theatre! I'm so friggin' excited. I don't have to go all the way downtown just to get groceries! Huzzah!
After lunch, I'm going out again to get my student card. Then I'm going to stop by the Humanities and Social Sciences library to borrow some books! Hooray!
PS: Am I too excited for such a paltry discovery as a grocery store?
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Ohhh lonely rolling staaaaaahh~
I am finally in Montreal, after a hectic weekend of packing and bridesmaid duties (read: partying). I wanted to name this blog "Lonely Rolling Star", but it seems that someone has already taken it and so here I am with a teensy more uplifting name.
It's been 4 hours of being utterly alone in Montreal since Robert left after helping me move. I cried buckets, if you must know. We'd be having a perfectly normal conversation while putting dishes away and vacuuming shelves and then I would burst into torrential tears while clinging onto him like a koala in the rain.
But logically (LOGICALLY, mind you, which I just couldn't bring myself to be in my precipitation-drenched marsupial state), we live in an era of perpetual connectivity and therefore are unable to be truly alone unless you're a hermit living in a cave somewhere on the Scottish moors. And even there, I'm guessing there's got to be some reception on your cellphone. So, comforted ever so slightly by this wonderful age we live in, I start this bloggy blog of a blog.
Who will I meet? What will I do? When will I-
Hold on a sec. I just got a text message from Robert.
PS: When I start French classes, I will make an effort to write little bits in French.
It's been 4 hours of being utterly alone in Montreal since Robert left after helping me move. I cried buckets, if you must know. We'd be having a perfectly normal conversation while putting dishes away and vacuuming shelves and then I would burst into torrential tears while clinging onto him like a koala in the rain.
But logically (LOGICALLY, mind you, which I just couldn't bring myself to be in my precipitation-drenched marsupial state), we live in an era of perpetual connectivity and therefore are unable to be truly alone unless you're a hermit living in a cave somewhere on the Scottish moors. And even there, I'm guessing there's got to be some reception on your cellphone. So, comforted ever so slightly by this wonderful age we live in, I start this bloggy blog of a blog.
Who will I meet? What will I do? When will I-
Hold on a sec. I just got a text message from Robert.
PS: When I start French classes, I will make an effort to write little bits in French.
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