It looks like I will be graduating. They just refuse to let you fail at community college. Even if you're kind of a screw-up, you can succeed. I had to write one extra exam in my favorite subject, Records Management and I had to spend the first two days of my vacation in North Carolina writing a Records Management manual, but it all worked out. The first two days of vacation were cold and rainy anyway and my travel companions were old and bookish and more than happy to spend a day in the local library reading and watching the lightening while I finished my work. Once I had emailed my assignment, the skies cleared and we had beautiful weather the rest of the week. I managed to get a bad sunburn the final day which we spent poolside and at the beach. Three weeks later, I'm still peeling skin off my scorched legs, but overall, it was a wonderful trip.
My graduation now hinges upon my successful completion of a five week work term. Because I wasn't eligible earlier due to my potentially failing marks, I was the last person to get a work placement. But I still ended up with the best placement, the details of which were only finalized after all the smart, hard-working students had already been placed. Starting on Tuesday, I will be at the VG hospital library, conveniently located a short walk from both my house and my gym. I originally though I would be at the Infirmary on Robie Street and was looking forward to meeting cardiologists and neurosurgeons, but since I'm at the VG, I'll have to settle for dermatologists and oncologists. Until embarrassingly recently, I thought an oncologist was just a doctor who was on call. So I think it's safe to say I'll learn a lot.
So I'm 26 now. That's pretty old. I was encouraged that people thought I was young enough that they could ask me how old I was when they found out it was my birthday. They mostly seemed surprised and said they thought I was 22. I'm happy with looking 22, but maybe that's just something people say to make old people feel better.
