So what am I doing the night before my French exam? Blogging in English. Reading English. And not cramming 500 French words that I will never use ever in my life again to scrounge up a few measly marks, even though I really should because I am once again on that 79 mark cusp that will HAUNT me forever. Let's not mention this.

My eyes are not getting any better. It's now nearing two weeks and my eyes are still dry, fuzzes up all the time, and I'm having difficulty seeing; I'm leaning over to read something and my back hurts. My eyes are too dry for contacts but my glasses are too weak to adjust to my sight. What a shitty situation.

I also hate it when I complain. African kids are starving, monks are burning in Tibet, etc, etc.

So I talk for the sake of talking, and I write for the sake of writing. I don't think I do anything with any purpose: I'm aiming for nothing, my goals are filler and I'd just rather hide home than adbust-greenpeace-hillblaze my way to some sort of relative top. On top of that, I'm feeling extremely lonely these days with only Madame Bovary readings and 15 centimetres of snow to comfort me. I don't think I'm complaining, just merely stating some facts.

There are a few things that have been bothering me every time I read The Economist or the Star, however:

1. Where's Obama's platform? I hear of Hillary Clinton's medicare plan, her education reforms and her economic goals. All I hear from Obama is that "I am always the underdog", followed by some haughty, arrogant jargon about hopes and dreams. Nice, but weak.
2. Stéphane Dion -- you are still the leader of the opposition right? I haven't heard your opposition loudly or clearly enough on anything: the Afghanistan debacle, the slanderous mistakes of the Conservative staffers or the fact not one Conservative in the caucus probably took an economics course.
3. Africentric schools are not the solution to higher-than-others dropout rates. We live in the year 2008. Martin Luther King is spinning in his grave as Toronto approves such a simplified and thoughtless conclusion. There are other reasons for those rates -- like maybe that quite a number of black families are raised by single-parent families -- and that segregating young, ambitious, black students will only perpetuate defeatist stereotypes and trap them into a cycle of ghetto-ization.
4. I don't mind the snow, but we live in Canada, and you'd think the municipal government would, therefore, plow. Oh right, governments aren't into the pothole business.

These next two weeks are going to be empty: I'm not sure whether to use the time to study (a bit too early, I won't retain anything), shop (I really have no business spending money) or start firing off those résumés (the weeks after this nice break are going to be busy).  Oh, what the hell, I'll just hide in my house.