Well, I have made it through the bad part of the week (Shakespeare performance, Psych test, BritLit essay proposal) and I think it's mostly smooth sailing from here til Thursday, when I get to go home. Yay.

The Shakespeare performance was brutal. Brutal, I say. It is understandable that people would forget a few lines and cues and stuff, but the Queen (played by my psychohosebeast ex-roommate) completely forgot to drink. If you're familiar with the last scene of Hamlet, this is a fairly integral part of the plot--the Queen drinks from a cup of poison, dies, Hamlet gets mad and kills the King, there's lots of death. But basically, most of my lines were concerned with the Queen drinking. So bsically the whoel thing became unorganized chaos and it was terrible.

The Psych test went fairly well, and i was able to pull a thesis out of my ass for Great Expectations and Frankenstein. Maybe I'm not as dumb as I thought I was.

there isn't too much new to report. The paper is away and will be out by Thursday, which makes me happy.

The Squidge got a 53 in her grade 12 math class, and understandably my parents are upset. For those of you who don't knows what's happening in Ontario, the education system is being streamlined from 13 grades to 12, and my sister is in the last graduating class of grade 13s. Essentially, there will be two classes graduating at the same time (the so-called double cohort). The government has known about this for five years and keeps insisting that everything will be okay and no one has anything worry about because the fact that there's going to be twice the amount of people entering the world of post-secondary education everything is going to be just hunky-dory.

Anyway, to get to the point, there was a report released about two weeks ago that surveyed the universities in Ontario, which (despite the efforts to build more space and stuff) will only have space for roughly 60 000 students in 2004. There will be roughly 81 000 university-eligible graduates that year. So basically, 1 in 4 students won't get into university, and it seems reasonable to assume that the colleges will be in a similar situation.

Basically, the Squidge has started screwing herself over. It's very frustrating for me because I know that my parents (my mom) can be pushy about things like this at times, but I also know that they did offer to get her a tutor and do pretty much anything they could to help her out. She really should get her act together, or else she'll wind up out in the cold.

It was interesting because my mom and I had a big talk about how/what we did in grade thirteen, and she once again chastised me for not having taken any science credits and only one math (and Finite math, at that, easiest of the grade 13s). Apparently she took 3 sciences, 3 maths and a geography. By constrast, I took 2 Englishes, 2 Histories, French, Geography, Law and Finite Math, and you only need 6 credits to graduate. But I was an Ontario scholar, so I don't really see why my mom should complain.

I can definitely say I'm really looking forward to going home.

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