black lines

Started classes again yesterday- my last semester and then I graduate FINALLY in April with a B.A. to add to the list of my educatedness. This is a good semester, I don't have any classes on Tuesday's or Friday's, so I discovered I have the potential to have a 5 day weekend if there aren't classes on Monday, i.e. Louis Riel Day (plus, my Thursday classes are done right in the a.m.). Don't get me wrong though, I'm going to have to work hard this semester still. In my Hermanutics class I have to do two 30 minute presentations (I don't like doing class presentations...I don't mind speaking in front of people, I just don't like them knowing my work, but as a Media student I need to get over this fear). I also have to make my magazine for my final Media project as a Communications & Media major. I'm excited for this, but also a little nervous that I have too many ideas and I won't be able to fulfill them as I want! One little shuffle step at a time, Jillian...

Next on the agenda of conversation? Ran 110 lines at my basketball practice yesterday. True story. Not even gonna lie, I loved it. The whole practice was pretty easy/laid back, so we were going to do cardio at the end. Everyone had to shoot a free-throw. If you make it, we only run 10 lines, if you miss we run 20. We technically didn't have to run the last 40 cuz coach P (Lennie's sister) told us she would run them, but we trooped up and decided to run anyway. A team's a team. That's one thing I love about sport: when my team comes together and works hard for one goal in such a selfless manner. I was wheezing away with my asthmatic lungs on those last chunk of lines, but I couldn't help but smile :)

Fun Fact of the day: Got told I look like Blake Lively by the girl serving me at Tim Horton's on Sunday with Cam and Eric. Total compliment!