let's be perfectly honest, here

I just miss you. Lots. I recognize you don't miss me too much, though, and I'm dealing with that. We really fucked up, boy. We really, really did. I just wish you would talk to me again.

Good things about today: I had a meeting with Dr. McKim, the Honours adviser for those considering Honouring in English. She had no idea I'm a first-year, and said my work and what I say in class is "outstanding." We went through courses for next year, and it's a lot of English--History of Literary Theory (3 credit hours), Contemporary Literary Theory (3 credit hours), History of the Novel (full-year), Survey of Children's Literature (3 credit hours) and a seminar on Contemporary Atlantic Canadian Women Poets.

Fun Fact: She is also best friends with my grade 10 English teacher. Small world.

I'm excited about that. And I'm going to a concert tonight with Mark and Sarah (a girl in my Soc class), so it should be fun. I doubt the walls will have condensation this time around, but I'm looking forward to it.