I've had a pretty interesting week so far. I think I'm getting sick now--I have that awfully achy-stuffy feeling that comes with the onset of a headcold. I've been at the school all week for my placement, and it's been interesting. I've observed Ancient Civ, Modern Western Civ, and Canadian History since 1900. some of the classes are good. one is quite bad, but often funny. Minty is a lot of fun to hang out with. The kids all think that I am, like, the uberdork.

Sometimes I worry that I won't be a very good teacher at all, and more than that, that I can't do anything else with my life. I mean, what can I do?

I saw Ocean's 11 and I loved it--it seemed really kick ass. Mmm, Matt Damony goodness, and even Brad Pitt wasn't as odious and irritating as I usually find him.

Dad and I went to Barrie last night for shopping, which was pretty fun, except for the part where I cut myself. That was not cool. I think I dropped sufficient hints about the special edition of 'search for the holy grail' that he may have grasped.

I got an email from angie the other day and I still haven't reallly decided what to do about it. She expects me to take responsibility and blame for absolutely everything, which I really do not appreciate. I can't help feeling that this is a much bigger deal than it should have been, and frankly I don't want to deal with it. Both of us are on the defensive and trying to work it out will only result in more fighting, so I think I'm going to tell her that we both need to back off for a while, and that if we do run into each other over the holidays we can be civil, but other than that we both need time to cool down.

I think part of what makes me the most mad was that she implied in her letter that I had been trying to force our friends into choosing sides. She's the one who involved other people.

Anyhow, this is something that does not really bear further discussion. I will always be the person that I am, for better and for worse, and I can't be anything more, for anyone.

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