What I love about me, if my blind faith of the hopeless, and my incurable willingness to be mediocre. I have just finished my Canadian Healthcare system course - and can I say this? I didn't even try. I didn't read a lecture, I didn't read an article. I did the 3 assignments and logged into the 2 exams, hoping for the best. It's like running a red light. You scrunch down in the seat a bit when you notice, clench the wheel and hope for the best. And for this complete lack of effort? I nabbed a 78% , a B+! Can you believe it? I sure can't. At the end of the day will anyone care that it was a 78 or an 80? Probably not. They may not have care if it was a 68 or an 80! I'm surely not bucking for a scholarship - so yay me - another step towards the degree. And with that in the rearview mirror, I look into the gaping mouth of the Italian exam, and my last Crazy-ville essay this week......I really think math is more my thing.
Also - starting a new program at Michener this month. Clinical Laboratory Quality Manager Certification. Who knew such a thing existed? 60 weeks of new education, now that Italian is over. It didn't have to be. My partner just left me hangin out to dry with no one to "dire" with. Alas.......maybe next semester.
This weekend to celebrate the brief academia shackle relief - I am massage bound. Have a few $ left to drain out of my benefits bucket, so am getting a good one. Then some quick cross border shopping, and back at it again.
The birthday festivities have sadly dried up but its all okay. I have some fond magenta memories, some stolen memorabilia, and a new found love of mussels to remember the day by.
Anybody catch the Borgias last night on Bravo........creepy.
Have a groovy week people.
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