School Has Started...
... and for the first time in my life, I don't have to care about it. The thing is, I do care about it. It was always nice to go back and share stories, get back into a routine, and so on. This is also the first year in many that I am not participating in EngFrosh. Unrelated: the photo is a tiny frog sitting on my hand, from last week's excursion to Luskville.

Yesterday, after talking with my grandparents on the phone for over an hour, I thought it might be nice to write a letter; not much else to do, after all. It explains my "B. Eng" status, as they are quite confused, since the word "Engineer" in Polish is an education level, where "Engineer" is to "Masters" as "Bachelor" is to the same. The letter explains these things nicely, with the kind of historical sidenotes they often place in their letters to me. I also thought I'd go buy The Sting soundtrack in CD format; it's my grandfather's favourite, and he is quite excited about the portable CD player I got him a few years back. I wish it were a simpler matter to meet up with them, I truly do.

Also yesterday, I dropped in on the EngFrosh movie night. I found it hard to stay away. Meeting up with people I hadn't seen in four months or longer (those last few weeks of university were insanely busy) was necessary. EngFrosh seems to be going well, despite a little setback a few days ago. It is my intention to drop in during boat building as well as the boat race itself. Feels strange being on the outside.

Spent the evening getting ready for tomorrow's model show. I have to wake up early in the morning and get to the Sportsplex. I am interested to see how I do as a participant of one of the country's biggest model contests.

Last, but not least, there is a good chance my vacation will soon be over as of this upcoming Wednesday. As unfortunate as it is, it will allow me to get on with life. Interestingly, a full-time occupation begins the week after frosh week. Maybe things do not change?