Luck or Lack Thereof

     So, the first week of classes is a bit strange--not like home at all. The first week of classes students are expected to shop around for classes and see which ones work for them and their schedules. Classes individually are complicated to boot, but more on that later. Besides taking your first look at classes one also gets to see clubs a societies on campus during the first week--I immediately located all the best ones: Medieval/Renaissance society, Historical Society, Choral society, Archaeology Society, etc...
     Medieval/Renaissance Society (med/ren) has got to be the most dynamic and unique and kind and active and fun group of fine individuals I have met in a while! I mean, when there are names like Panda and Thor and you are instantly adopted into the family with Monty Python movie nights and weapons training and crafting (like nalbinding--I've heard it said it's like viking knitting...), and socials afterwards to the Franciscan Well then what other choices are there? There is even a pancake night on Thursday! (real Canadian syrup is a plus!).  I have made many friends in this group and with other like-minded individuals--I am sure this year will be quite interesting. :)

I have learned my lesson: don't get carried away when sparring with (wooden practice) daggers. I fell down and sprained my wrist. It's all  better now but damn it hurt then. Do not worry--there is a student health center right next to campus that students get free access to!

Oh yeah, I forgot to mention Monday morning when I mentioned bad luck:
      So I woke up with my head swimming due to my cold and shuffle off to breakfast because it was the day classes would really get moving. I open the fridge and--
--someone's poor tupperware container of pasta (with red pasta sauce, mind you) flies out at me, spilling pasta and sauce all down the fridge, on the floor, and on my shoes. I clean it up and leave a note explaining why they have no pasta in the fridge, and decide to avoid the fridge for a bit so I set myself up to make cereal. I got my bowl and cereal and milk and spoon, I sat down and took the first bite--and spit it back out. The milk had gone bad... at which point I gave up on breakfast and went back to bed. I didn't have class until 15:00 anyway. Maybe I would have better luck with lunch.

The two pictures shown  below are from the park which is an option of where I may walk to get to city centre. Pretty! :3
This tree in the park is completely made of metal and I am not sure what the leaves/petals are made from--it is pretty and strange and a bit scarey if you have ever listened to Welcome to Night Vale...

 "citizens are to be reminded that 

Dogs are not allowed in the dog park.

People are not allowed in the dog park.

It is possible you will see hooded figures in the dog park--

do not approach them.

Do not approach the dog park.

The fence is electrified and highly dangerous.

try not to look at the dog park,and do not for any period of time look a

The dog park will not harm you."

Oh yeah, and there is Rico's Pizza about 7 minutes from this park...

We sang this in Choral Society along with "You've Got a Friend in Me".O Fortuna made me really happy to be singing it again.

We were celebrating Panda's birthday at Coozi's restaurant (near the Old Oak if ye navigate by pub) and this was on of the deserts *drool* I still owe Aliette a coffee after she shared this with me :3

This is something akin to a WonderBall back home, although it has much better chocolate and is illegal in the US. Panda and Ciara bought me one just because I didn't know what it was--to have the experience.