Sunday, March 29, 2015

Two More Weeks

Last Friday, the roommate that I'm probably closest to, and probably closer to than any roommate I've lived with since beginning college, moved away.

Sad as it is, it does bring on the traditional ceremony of scavenging the scraps that the moving roommate couldn't be bothered to pack. I remember moving out of Residence... We were both leaving, but he left first and I scored a ketchup packet and half a bottle of club soda. PARTY HARD.

Last year's roommates happened to be moving the day I came back for a job interview. They left sausages, a pot, and a pan.

And now my dear friend has left me, but he left tuna, spaghetti, and pink salt to remember him by.

Ehhhh.... But it is weird.

Last week was my block placement, meaning I did placement all week instead of classes. Since we've got our first year student in, and I know she has five weeks left, I assumed I was on a five week countdown. This is the logic I used to refute those that said we only had a couple weeks of the program left.

But then I had a flashback. We were having the going-away ceremony for the second-year placement students and everyone was real sad. It was a double-wammy when I had to explain that I was leaving too, in two weeks.

In two weeks.

So the start of the first year placement student isn't a five week countdown! It's a three week countdown! And now block placement is already over!

Lost my roommate, next my placement! Ehhhhhh, it feels like it's all hitting at once! And of course, objectively, it is.

School won't afford me the time to be sentimental, though. So much to do in these next two weeks!

Sunday, March 22, 2015

More Pizza

I should have mentioned in my previous post that the Rip a Strip event was for trans awareness... So there was a bit of thought behind the concept of a public waxing. The roller derby was held by a team from AACKWA as well (Aids Awareness Community of Kitchener Waterloo Area).

We had a Boston Pizza buffet fundraiser today... Ech... I still have those pizzas from the Rip a Strip. Too much pizza!

I didn't win the Carol Greggory award. Blast! I don't even know who took it from me!

Friday, March 20, 2015

Rip a Strip Off Stigma

My class had another fundraiser today. It was called "Rip a Strip Off Stigma". The main attraction was three men from the program volunteering to have their legs waxed in public. Everyone who made a $20 donation got to pull the wax strip off. They also had an Elvis impersonator, a roller derby, and a raffle. I bought $10 worth of tickets, and I won:

-A French press
-A cheese dish
-30 free movie rentals
-2 hours cleaning service

And they gave me and my buddy three pizzas.

So I'm having a classy wine and cheese party using my fancy new plate with a selection of cheddar cheese and some value-brand red wine.


They thought they were giving me ten movie rentals, too, but they didn't realize that each ticket was worth three!

The woman with the cleaning service is a friend of mine of three years. I'm gonna call her after I wreck the place with this wine and cheeser!

I didn't think I'd spend any money, but I wound up making a real value on the raffle And my friend was getting waxed even though he didn't belong to the group that was facilitating the event. So I wanted to punish him for it.

I wasn't there to volunteer but somehow I wound up selling the raffle tickets. It's like last year when I went to Stand Up For Mental Health, and I showed up a bit early. Wound up helping set up and people started ragging on me for lazing about texting and charging my phone to which I replied that I wasn't volunteering. But then when I went to get my ticket they gave me a volunteer discount and they gave the discount to the girl I brought as well.

That night I won a month of martial arts training in their raffle.

After winning tonight, I got to come home to an email asking about returning to my position as a Summer Program Leader! I'd ideally want something a bit more permanent, but hey, four months of full time employment coming right out of college is hard to turn down! It would take me right to the end of my lease in student housing as well. Might as well use it if I got it.

At WALES we just got our first-year student. How freaky! I remember being a first-year student and coming into WALES, starting work with the second years. Now I'm in my second year, going to mentor the first year. Circle of life, yo.

Saturday, March 14, 2015

Fundraising Event

We had our bake sale, silent auction, and games day fundraiser event yesterday. I made pumpkin bread, banana bread, and blueberry pie for the event. I'd never baked a pie before, and the result was so ugly. The crust was cracked and the blueberry juice was bleeding through. I wasn't even going to bring them, but my friend insisted that I do.

I was annoyed when they put them on display as prominent examples. I thought their presence made the rest of the setup look worse. We butchered the slicing job on the already more-ugly pie to top it off.

But they sold! And the ugly pie sold first! I guess people like ugly pie.

It was the day before Pi Day, the 3rd month, of the 14th day, of the 15th year (3.14.15). The only such day this century. I guess because the day falls on a Saturday, the school decided to celebrate a day early. So I walked into school carrying pies on Pi Day. I've never carried pies into the school before, so weird that the only day I would do that would coincidentally fall on the day where people celebrate by eating pies!

I've been nominated for the Carol Gregory Student Leadership Award! It's for Conestoga students who have made a positive difference in the communities. One of my teachers nominated me based in part on my role as a Student Life Intern with the Respect Campaign, as well as my volunteer experience with Student Life, and my academic success in my previous program. Even if I don't get it, just being nominated is a huge accomplishment!

Friday, March 6, 2015

Bake Sale

A little while ago I had an exam for a Family's course. It was at 8:00 AM an with everything else going on, I just wasn't feeling it. I remember leaving that exam feeling very pessimistic.

We got our them back recently. I stated the complaint that "If you get them back during class, you'll only want to review them if you've done well and it will reaffirm your success. If you would actually benefit from a review, it's better to leave it and give them a chance to absorb the new before looking toward a solution."

When I got my test returned, I looked at the front page and asked my neighbours "Does the number on the front of the exam say what your actual grade is? Or is it, like, a percentage for a question in the exam?"

I got 28 out of 29, or 97%.

I realized that the day I will shave my beard is the same day that I do a simulation exercise. In this exercise, we have to go to an apartment which hosts a couple of actors playing a mother and daughter that have hit hard times. Depending on what the greatest bidder is, I might have to walk in there with a blue Fu Manchu.

I'm going to try and learn how to bake a blueberry pie for the bakesale next Friday. It was my favourite recipe from my grandmother, who would bake pies out of wild blueberries that I picked. I won't have the wild blueberries, but I'd still like to give it a shot.

Otherwise, I'm baking pumpkin bread which, while I have in the past complained was too squat and dense, has actually become a fan-favourite among those I have baked for.