So Canada is basically tossing their protection of Humpback Whales in the garbage in order to enable them to put an oil pipeline right through critical habitat territory.
Just in case, y’know, anyone wants to stop talking about moose and maple syrup for a second.
Here, have a petition.
If you thinking taking seflies is immature and stupid, just get out okay.
All through my adolescence I fucking hated how I looked and hated people taking my picture and that’s no way to live because then you look back and realize you have no pictures of yourself.
So if girls today have enough self esteem to take a picture of themselves and post it for their friends, that’s awesome. So much better than them never wanting their picture taken.
Seminar! We’re starting with full steam, consultations start next week (I’m in the first four), my presentation is in the end of this month (again, in the first three), and first draft of first chapter (ca. 4,000 words) needs to be handed in in early December.
Teacher seems to appreciate my attitude towards this – when asked how ambitious we are regarding this I said I’m just really excited and want to do my best, no matter what grade that means I get. Apparently this is what this teacher would like us to do, instead of trying to just meet grade requirements, so this should go well.
I’m psyched and ready and really really very excited. This is going to be fun! I’m not going to get a high grade, a magna probably, but if I get a cum laude that’ll be great! (Very few get eximia and basically no one gets a laudatur, those are the highest.)
My friend is really stressed though, and I wish I could help her but don’t really know how since I’m really confident about this and feel ready. She doesn’t. I wish I could help. She’s so intelligent and smart and perceptive and a good writer when she applies herself! I mean, she gets good grades just half-assing things. She just has a little difficulty getting started. But she’s aiming to be done at the same time as me, that is in April, so maybe I can be there for support and keep calling and texting her and asking her about it and if all else fails just be a listening ear and a shoulder?
Anyway, I’m looking forward to this, the teacher put me at ease, I’m confident about my topic, and right now it feels like there’s nothing that can stop me.
When I threaten to delete every single word I’ve written and just not finish my degree somewhere around, say, February, don’t let me do that.