BEDA 6: Happy Civic Holiday!

That is, if you live in Canada. I get celebrate the holiday of New Brunswick day, which I'm not totally sure what I should be celebrating. It's not like we have anything that defines us that we can celebrate. We're actually just a really mediocre province. It falls under the category of 'bank holidays that nobody knows why they exist.' I suppose we could go around being bilingual all day, but what fun is that?

However, if there's bouncy things and free cotton candy uptown like there was on Victoria day, I am completely willing to acknowledge this as a legitimate holiday. I'm not sure if they do that on just a regular holiday or if they were just trying to impress Prince Charles and Camilla when they swung by (in a manner befitting royalty) on Victoria day. But, this being the slightly underfunded place that it is, I'm pretty sure they blew all their money for such things (demonstrated by the extremely underwhelming firework display on Canada day.)

Every year, the August long weekend marks the second half of the summer, an annual reminder that there's about a month left until school resumes. Time to start panicking about entering my senior year of high school and applying to universities and going into the world, worrying about money (because university is fracking expensive) and growing up. I have to make decisions on my own that can make or break me. I foresee the making of innumerable pros and cons lists in the coming year.

The incredibly irritating thing is that when I mention this, people often are giving me the "Live in the moment!" BS. No, just no. I plan things far ahead of time, I don't go where the wind takes me. One of my friends this year applied to only one university, got rejected, but managed to just slip into a different program in June. I don't take well to leaving things up to fate and there's no way I'm going to cut it that close. I'm applying to at least three schools, most likely more, and I'll probably have large, in-depth charts on the pros and cons of each.

So far for this year, I know I will have to balance schoolwork, yearbook, choir, musical and most likely a job (because fees associated with graduating are also fracking expensive). My workload for school is probably going to be significantly lighter than the past few years, as I'm only taking English, History, Math and an assortment of bird courses. Still freaking out quite a bit. This year still has such an ominous feel about it.

I know it'll probably work out wonderfully and be a great last year of high school but I've not quite come to terms with what I'll be facing after this.
Love,
-J-