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Forlorn Hope As Nirvana once sang, "Spring is here again", a simple observation made meaningful by the end of another long and brutal winter, a changed signaled by the start of baseball season and the way daylight creeps deeper into the time of the evening that has been blacked out for months. Daylight's counterattack, which is what I shall call it, makes part of me wish that winter will stay away forever this time. The freedom to walk the streets of Montreal without worrying about frostbite or the ability to walk to Carleton from Sgt. John's house and not get caught in the snow. It won't happen. Winter will be here again. But then again so will Spring. I've learned some things these past few months, which I will now share with you. A good friend and a good attitude can make even the most screwed up debating tournaments feel like heaven. When you fill out your list of great friends, make sure to include a physics major, for science geeks they're not bad people and they can explain Star Trek to you. It doesn't matter if you're good or bad, what really matters is if you've got the gun or not. Never lend your favorite books to people. You'll never get them back and have to buy a new copy of it, which sucks because every time you read the new copy, you'll remember that the old copy, which was special to you for reasons only you understand, was never returned. This has happened to me twice now. Both times it was women taking the books, but since I'm not sexist I used the gender neutral "people". You can't fight the system, you can only join it or launch a completely ineffective hit and run campaign, which mainly consists of running. But if you're running, at least you haven't sold out yet. If something makes you feel depressed and lonely, stop doing it. Notice that I didn't attend the WLUSP End of Year dinner this time, see I'm finally taking my own advice and stayed away from the people who keep knifing me in the back and treating my like dirt. In a bubble round, running the Friday case might get you a few laughs but you sure as hell won't break. But it's still fun. Know who to hold grudges against and who not to. Some people didn't mean to hurt you, some did. Some hurt you and didn't even bat an eyelash. Those are the bastards to remember. And last but not least: Be true to yourself. Current mood: Tired. Current music: "Dry the Rain" by The Beta Band. |
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