evil ninjas, their spies, beavers and their dams . . . the world is a cultural melting pot.

it's almost time to depart. everything is packed and ready (i hope). i haven't been able to sit still all day long. and i couldn't sleep last night either (which should mean i fall asleep for a good long while on the bus).

classes are killing me. i'm too much of an "eager beaver."

Fuck, CANADIA . . . I want you so, so bad.