Hallo-winning

Pictures from Sat-night after the jump

Hatin' Ain't Nothin' But Motivation

   It's 11:33PM on October 31st as I begin to write this. Halloween, my favorite time of the year is almost over. I can't say I'm necessarily sad to be leaving the season behind. Being a university freshman on Halloween is the equivalent to bringing a knife to a tank fight. No amount of mental preparation could have gotten me ready for the insane amounts of alcohol I've consumed over the past 3 days.

I Have the Body of John Wilkes Booth

On Tuesday I applied for a travel study program that would earn me 6 credits toward my BA History degree. I won't know for at least a few days whether or not I'll be accepted but I'm keeping my fingers crossed in the mean time. I've never travelled outside of Canada before so I'm waiting for acceptance, then immediately applying for my Passport upon acceptance.

Personal Growth? Or Prevalent Boredom?

I received an email today from one of my professors asking me to volunteer to help with my school's upcoming Open House as a representative of one of the programs. Sort of talk to prospective students about the benefits of this program for first year students. And for the first time I'm genuinely considering doing volunteer work for something other than coaching high school football.

In The Pursuit Of Knowledge! (and drunk stories)

I originally wrote this post back in March but for whatever reason (Good sense mostly) I never posted it. Here it is, not my best work...

Half Naked and Almost Famous

This is an audio recording of me and my roomie Yukon Steve attempting to sing "Drift Away" whilst intoxicated. Steve is playing guitar and we are both singing. Mine is the deeper, more monotone voice.

Now what!?

As I begin writing this, it is 12:45AM and sleep eludes me yet again. It's becoming a common theme ever since I've been in Calgary. I'm not sure if it's the stress of school, the awful bed, or some other factor I've not yet considered. Whatever the case, I can't recall a single night in the month since I've been here in which I was able to convince my body to sleep before 1AM.

Just one of those nights...

Now usually I'm a fairly confident guy, so much so that I've been old I often come across as cocky. However, tonight, by some odd sequence of events combined with the loneliness of being an introvert in a new city, I've begun to realize that my confidence is waning.