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themadpokerSo. Someday I am going to be 18. And then I am going to be a legal adult in Canada. And probably I will be attending a university and meeting new university style people (like high school style only older!) And if I go to UofT I can play the 'let's track down Turner graduates' game and say hi and renew acquaintanceships with everyone who looks particularly nerdy and/or a thousand times smarter then me.
And then I can take classes which are not just-in-case classes. I think anyways. Hopefully at this point I will say to myself 'Zeineb you do not like __________, why would you pursue a career in it? There are times when there is no case to be had for just-in-case'
And maybe I will get a job at Chapters! And I will secretly ferret books away on my lunch break and give recommendations to any Book Store Wanderers while citing my own Book Store Wanderer Cred.
And one day I will graduate! And then I will throw a big epic party except for where it is less a big epic party and more a DDR-playing, movie-watching, cookie baking soiree.
And I will wear a very dignified skirt! Or pants. It depends if I can find a swishy swirly skirt, they are my favourite. I am still kind of sad about losing my black one in Egypt actually.
And maybe one day I will be 20-30! And I will get married and I will call my mom and say 'Mom, you were completely right, my lack of housekeeping knowledge has caused a CRISIS, I need your aid immediately!' And she will pause for a few minutes to relish the words, which I will kindly allow as she will likely have been waiting to hear them upwards of twenty years. And then I will say'April Fools! Happy Birthday, please come over immediately and help me get the house ready for your surprise party.'
And one day I might be 40! And I will have achieved Career Ambitions, whatever they may be and I will be working and my internal movie will reference movies about working adults as opposed to high school movies (I keep having high school movie moments happen around me lately, it is both weird and amazing).
And then they will do fast forward montage of the next 30 years or so. And then I will be a tyrannical old lady and rule over my minions with an iron fist (as opposed to the copper one I use at the moment). And whenever someone tries to call me on it I will cite age and experience and being better at history than they are.
And then I will have sushi. And expound on my Theory of Exclamation Marks.
The (Not-)End
And then I can take classes which are not just-in-case classes. I think anyways. Hopefully at this point I will say to myself 'Zeineb you do not like __________, why would you pursue a career in it? There are times when there is no case to be had for just-in-case'
And maybe I will get a job at Chapters! And I will secretly ferret books away on my lunch break and give recommendations to any Book Store Wanderers while citing my own Book Store Wanderer Cred.
And one day I will graduate! And then I will throw a big epic party except for where it is less a big epic party and more a DDR-playing, movie-watching, cookie baking soiree.
And I will wear a very dignified skirt! Or pants. It depends if I can find a swishy swirly skirt, they are my favourite. I am still kind of sad about losing my black one in Egypt actually.
And maybe one day I will be 20-30! And I will get married and I will call my mom and say 'Mom, you were completely right, my lack of housekeeping knowledge has caused a CRISIS, I need your aid immediately!' And she will pause for a few minutes to relish the words, which I will kindly allow as she will likely have been waiting to hear them upwards of twenty years. And then I will say
And one day I might be 40! And I will have achieved Career Ambitions, whatever they may be and I will be working and my internal movie will reference movies about working adults as opposed to high school movies (I keep having high school movie moments happen around me lately, it is both weird and amazing).
And then they will do fast forward montage of the next 30 years or so. And then I will be a tyrannical old lady and rule over my minions with an iron fist (as opposed to the copper one I use at the moment). And whenever someone tries to call me on it I will cite age and experience and being better at history than they are.
And then I will have sushi. And expound on my Theory of Exclamation Marks.
The (Not-)End
