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on tuesday i woke up, and realized that i was not filled with my usual enthusiasm for the new day. usually, waking up brings with it a sense of "yay! i'm alive in this world and i can make wonderful things happen today!" tuesday was not like that. tuesday was more like "shit. i have to get up."

i won't even begin to list the medical side effects of the stress, but i can honestly say, without hyperbole, that my existence is filled with a sense of foreboding doom, and existentialist angst.

however, a wonderful thing happened yesterday: after my german class, i had two hours to kill. so, i did what i like to do best: i explored. i walked down queen's park, and went into the neurology building, the medical science building, and the sigmund samuel library. this campus is amazing! the buildings are beautiful, and there are some amazing views from the windows. siggy sam was especially good. there are all these really nice study carousels, and BOOKS! honestly, there were rows and rows and rows of them! i walked down the aisles, and just muttered "wow... wow." i couldn't believe there were so many books in the world, much less in one place. at the bottom floor, they have the kind of shelves where you have to turn a crank to move them apart. i don't like those, i always think at any moment i'll open one and find frozen cadavers, just waiting to be re-animated.
i've also concluded that UofT has as many, if not more, computers than it does students.
next time i have some hours to myself, i'm gonna look at the buildings around king's college rd.
those two hours of walking around and looking at things did a LOT to soothe me.