I know writing blogs that consist solely of lists of things that are contributing to my overall happiness and current mental well-being might get old, but these little things are pretty much all I have going for me right now, and it seems worthwhile to take the time and savour them just a little bit, so here goes.

I like driving really fast when it's dark out.

I like knowing how to make a proper cup of tea. (ALWAYS in a tea pot, even if it's just enough for one cup, and you should rinse the pot with a little bit of the boiling water before you put the tea bags in.)

I like the german girl, and having a german cheer.

I like really sharp, non-mechanical pencils.

I like looking around at everyone in the scholarship meeting and making notes in my head of all the people I would beat if we applied for the same one.

I like Vietnamese food, a lot.

I like that today I smiled so much more than yesterday.

I like this picture :

I've seen fire and I've seen rain.

I like being double-booked for Saturday night. It makes me feel really cool.

I like that Moquin makes jokes this year. I feel like he did some soul searching over the summer.

I like that electrons are only negative because in the 1700's Benny Franklin decided that a glass rod that had been rubbed with animal hair was positive, by definition. I like that he just decided he was going to call one thing positive, and since society accepted what he said, 300 years later our text books call electrons negative. If he had decided to call that glass rod negative, everything we know about electricity would be opposite. I like a lot of things about physics, actually.

I like James Taylor, and how it reminds me of my dad, and I like that my dad gets home on Friday.

I like having a clean room.

I like that it's hockey season again.

I like reading books that give you perspective.

I like homemade hummus.

I like Justin Bieber. Yep, I said it.

Today I drank 6 cups of tea, and cried after I finished my physics problem and saw that I had the right answer.

I need to take more drugs and go to bed.

"Who can I compare you to, a window that the sun shines through?"

Circulation has returned to my toes.

Today I am tired and lazy and my sinuses are very unhappy. I feel awful, which I think is unfair considering I went out last night and was basically the only sober one at the party and drove myself home at a very reasonable hour and slept from 1:30 until 9:30 and then had a delicious brunch with my cousins who I hadn't seen all summer. I feel like considering how responsible I was last night, I should feel tip top. A hangover would be preferable. If I was hung over I wouldn't be able to feel my sinuses. This is encouraging the wrong thing.

I love Rachel's analogy of being a weak patronus. That is exactly what I am right now.

I also love the post secret about the Grand Canyon and the nurse, but I couldn't find a way to copy the front of it into this blog since it has the double sided flip action going on.

I like that yesterday was the best one year anniversary ever, and that we wore matching but not matching clothes and ate McMinis. The anniversary deserves to have a full blog dedicated to it, but I do not have the energy for that. SO, I love you Katie McLean, and I am not going to say any more about that, because that is really all that I feel matters at this moment.

As well, I have yet to blog anything about gym camping, but it was cold and snowy and such an adventure and I loved it so so so much. And after 48 or more hours, my toes are not longer numb and I can stand on my tip toes without worrying about falling on my face, which I like.

Our love is not a victory march.

I like that I am rediscovering the routine. I fit in there. I don't know if I like that or not, I just know that it is true. I'm sorry if you don't like the routine, and I am sorry if you don't understand it. I should have found a way to warn you.

I like that today he brought up that night and we both knew exactly what he was talking about and nobody else did, nobody else could, and we had a little secret. I like that we can bring it up casually and I like that we are still pals and I like that it kind of sounds like I'm talking about sex, but, in fact, I am not.

And I like the rain. I don't like that it makes it cold and that I couldn't wear my new suede booties and that my hair looked nasty by the time I got from the car to the school, but I still really like the rain. I like that it sometimes puts you in the mood that lets you use Leonard Cohen lyrics as a title to a blog. I like that that feels sacred.

But the canyons and the seas
Are they just what you need
Or are they less than what
You'd expect to see?

And if you're leaving well come
Give me reason why I let you down

I am literally obsessed with the stars.

Having been unable to sleep for the past couple weeks I have decided to make a list of all the things that could be on my mind, keeping me awake, with hopes that once they are out in the open they will stop plaguing me and I will stop being exhausted.

• I keep making mental lists of all the french words that end in -tion. Hannah told me recently that they are ALL feminine. I can't believe I didn't know that sooner.

• Camping in 3 sleeps !

• To work or not to work ??

• I really really really want to do well in physics. REALLY.

• Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows is very likely the best book I have ever read. I had to tear myself away from the battle at Hogwarts to learn some sheep anatomy for French. Which is how I ended up blogging.. I don't like sheep very much.

• Certain things are not going according to the master plan, which bothers me.

That is all for now, and I know that it is not poetic or creative or inspired, but a lot of lists are not.

I didn't want my daddy flying on September 11th, and he has not called all day, so I hope that he is okay.

This is a very weak 100th post.

The beginning of the end or the end of the beginning ?

If you look at grade 12 as being the end, than tomorrow is officially the beginning of the end. But if you look at the past 15 years of schooling as the beginning, than tomorrow is like the start to the end of the beginning. If you read that enough times, I think you'll figure out what I'm trying to say. I don't know how else to word it.

If you count pre-school and kindergarten, we've been going to school since we were 3 years old. And honestly, I've been really good at it. Really good at going to school. But I wonder, and I worry, if maybe it's the only thing I know how to do.