[image: jane; port-cros, toulon, france circa 2008]
sometimes I view it like a pendulum. At the end of the day, the smell of d'orange vert pacifies the chaos I've created throughout the day. Aspirations of some french polynesian dream... while it'd be fun to do for a little while, I hardly see it as sustainable for the long-term. I can't speak french, which is going to hinder my work and care.
forget africa and its appeal to the western philanthropic idealist...
cut back to vancouver. our backyard. we all tend to forget.
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man, haven't started on my huge ass term paper due for thursday. the shitty part is, I really feel passionate for the topic but it's going to come out sounding like crap because I left it until now to tackle. Clinical days really kill me in terms of staying awake. I find myself napping as soon as I get home. After dinner, I end up sleeping intermittently to study and nap... I just want a good uninterrupted sleep for 10 hours.
sfu's astronomy club thing was actually really innocent. the university really has a lot of financial resources to put on these things because man... some 40+ large pizzas were ordered for a turnout of maybe less than the number of pizzas ordered. popcorn and pop was free-flowing too. everything was free and i'm not even a student or member of their club. free food & twilight zone marathon > paying crazy amounts of money to pub crawl
now back to reading.