Sometimes, I wonder if I've already peaked at around the ages of 20-21. What a shitty feeling to contemplate. Not that I'm on the brink of depression or anything, but I've been feeling really blah about what the future holds for me. As I look forward, I feel as if I've been there, done that and life is just going to become a repeat of itself in different scenarios but not all that different because I'll have already ruminated about it in this blog and prepared myself for the mediocrity that my life is about to become.

How narcissistic I am to post my concerns and worries for all the world to see ... but really, what blog isn't? I'm pretty sure writing here saves me from becoming a desolate drifter who gave up on life to become a traveling truck stop stripper. Which would be kind of cool if you think about it. Just think of the stories you'd have to embarrass your family with.

Anyway, I just received a study grant from the Government of Canada. Which is alright in my eyes because the stupid stimulus plan seemed to only focus on auto workers and married couples who own a home and unwed mothers -- all of which I am not. It's nice to see some money getting into my grubby hands for once. It looks like I'm locked into this whole "school" business for a little while longer.

BF and I celebrated our one year anniversary today. I'm not one to celebrate milestones in relationships because it's A) tacky B) a waste of time, money and effort and C) I usually don't keep count. And we still kept it pretty mild -- spent the morning watching Friday the 13th, bought a steak and a sub and enjoyed the lunch outside. Then we napped for a good few hours. A pretty fancy affair if you ask me.