elated?

I love the city, i love this city, i love most cities.

I grew up in a painfully small town, 1600 people (more now, but 1600 when I lived there), and when I was 19 I moved to Hamilton. I haven’t really lived anywhere else since. A couple stints on Vancouver Island, which is beautiful, don’t get me wrong, but painfully little to do without a car (unless you’re in Vic). Last week I was out with a bunch of women from class and we were talking about where we grew up etc, and I came from the smallest town by far, but everyone was surprised. Thought I was city girl. So I guess in the past 5.5 years I’ve managed to shed most of the small town from me, not that there was that much there to begin with.. I come from a pretty urban family, so maybe it wasn’t that difficult afterall, but I digress.. The point of this post was two-fold: to declare my love for this city and state my intentions to become a permanant resident, at least for the next 4 years; and to talk about the bad bus karma I had in the beginning of the week.

I hate being late, and on at least two seperate occations this week the buses let me down either by being so late that I missed my connector, or by driving by me 2 or 3 times before I had to catch a bus that wehn close to where I was going and walk a few blocks. Today I get to attempt the bus system again, so here’s hoping the bad karma is gone.

8 more days of school…