A bit of fun in the middle of essays

So, it's my birthday in a couple of days, not that it really matters. 23 isn't really an important age. (Wow, I might be repeating myself from two post ago, lol). My older brother got me the box set of "Avatar The Last Air Bender". It's a kid's show - pretty deep storyline though. I'll probably watch it some time in the summer - winter break is reserved for study. Believe it or not, I plan to start some intense analysis of the medical use of tea is Sri Lanka and a few African countries, and dig a bit deeper into its use in India - also apparently cultivation there has evolved greatly since the 1860's (who'd have thought - there was only a cultural revolution!!!). Yay for lack of context when I first studied it...

Anyway, among all of my essays I drew a picture. No comic for this week yet. My ideas, max's ideas, and my dad's ideas are weak...really weak. And my dad wants me to have the last leaf of autumn say, "I ain't go'a fa'w on ma' knees no mo'." I get it. It's a blues joke and to the right audience it's adorable, but not to a bunch of 20-somethings who don't care what they're reading...And professors don't read the Ubyssey purposely. Max wants me to make a really bold statement of some kind - he just can't figure out what. And me - the best thing I can figure out is an octopus surrounded by shoes singing "poor unfortunate soles." Horrible.

Without further ado, a drawing for some teenage kid who I don't know:



He said it looked too cheerful. What an emo kid XD.

I don't think I'll sleep tonight. I feel like cleaning. I get that way sometimes when I feel anxious - that's probably why I drew the picture. There's only 5.5 hours until i'm supposed to be awake anyways. I heard that my dad wants to celebrate my birthday in the morning instead of on my actual birthday. Too bad I have an essay due the next day, a test the day after that, an argument do the day after that, and a presentation on thursday. I'll stick around long enough to be friendly - then I gotta sneak back into my lair.

I have good news and I have bad news...


1st the good news:

My comics are going to be published weekly in the Ubyssey, starting either tomorrow or Thursday.

What will be published this week:



The bad news:

While reading about the Quiet Revolution (Quebec history BOOO), I spilt tea all over my beautiful white sheets. The only sheets that I own... Sigh. I learned my lesson.... don't drink tea in bed. U__U"

Well so much for posting every day. I guess that school and work got in the way.

Speaking of which, school is causing me some grief these days. I'll be starting my fourth year next semester and I know that I'll be wanting to go to grad school for history the year after. Unfortunately, I might be stuck because generally people study the history of the language that they speak. Since I was too stupid to realize this and decided to learn hən'q'əmin'əm' (Coastal Salish), I might be suck going into Canadian history instead of Asian History or the Histroy of Science and Technology/Medicine.

To make my predicament worse, those who apply for a masters degree with a concentration of Canadian history are expected to know French. In short, I hate French Canadian History and the French Language. It is not that French Canadian History is more boring or whiny than any other history, it is that the current study of it is more biased than any other history that I've ever come into contact with except for Indigenous history. I can deal with Indigenous bias - because Canada's Indigenous peoples got the short end of the stick when it came to the loss of their cultures and their land. French Canadian History - the main bias is cruel and unnecessary in PanCanadian culture. It stands on the basis that English Canada should compensate French Canada for four hundred years of oppression and meanwhile states that French Canadian-ness should be common all over Canada even when many French Canadians refuse to move out of Quebec. Basically, French Canadian History is anti-English Canadian. UGH U____U"

To get out of this predicament what I was thinking of doing is teaching in China for a couple of years before applying to Grad school. That way, while I'm there I could learn mandarin to a good enough conversational degree to get tested, whilst doing a study of Ancient Chinese Medicine in any spare time that I might have. ---- The problem with this is that my family would probably flip its lid seeing its only female child dash out into the big ol' world with eyes full of wonder and naivety.

Alternatively, I could go into an MA with a concentration in the History of Science and Technology, or Medicine. To do this in British Columbia I would have to get amazing marks this and next year, otherwise I'd have to go to Ontario.

If worse comes to worse I'll end up doing my MA in a prairie province or even up north. But i'm gonna stick it out in History, fighting to make my mark, no matter what.

For now, here's a sketch of my worried dad. Sometimes he seems more worried about my future than I am.