Katherine's Birthday

Just a shame I don't get to celebrate it with her.

Instead, I walk to Robarts to return my books (seeing the telltale signs that the library is majority Asian through their catering choices); eat at Sammy's, the Hart House restaurant/cafe for all students; wade through the thick, untouched snow of that back quad that I've blipped before to get to French class, where we wrote scenes for a film they had watched last week; went to Gilmour's class where we had a discussion about Carver's 'Tell The Women We're Going' and started the Adrian Lyne version of Lolita. Then dinner, then Pratt for Spanish revision (a lot of it consisted of watching Thomas' facial expression opposite me and judging whether he was on skype or not (answer=yes)) and then, most excitingly, a Strand meeting where I got voted in as the Features Editorial Assistant. Finally part of a journalistic team! Very exciting.