I've got to get shutter happy.

As per usual, I got bored of reading from a textbook without bolded text and pictures (the author should be shot!!) so I decided to click around a stumbled upon some people's "spaces" on MSN. I'm kind of upset that I don't have many (if any at all) pictures of my friends. I've got to get cracking on that and pronto! T-5 months until graduation. Eep.

Pride.

This week ended off on a good note. My Brand Management prof handed back our Social Responsibility papers yesterday. The mark distribution was put up on the board and overall the class did really well. But I'm sure that I wasn't the only person in the room with their fingers crossed that it was my group that got the sole A+. Lucky for me, it was. =) Save for one member in this group this group ranks as one of the best groups I have ever been in. Definitely a far cry from the horrors of my first ever group four years ago.

On the bus ride home, Kal and I were talking about the issue of pride (see, I wasn't being totally random or boastful with that story). I had mentioned that I was proud of our group. She was happy, although not proud. Apparently we didn't really have to work all that hard on the project and thus, the element of pride was just not present, in her opinion. Nevertheless, I'm proud. Regardless of how much work we had to put in, this is an A+. A+ is an A+. Enough said.

A high school friend of mine mentioned that she was proud of me. I guess that pride was because of the fact that I have managed to somehow survive three and a half years at Schulich. In April I will be leaving the school with a little less money and a lot less sanity. But I've gained a lot as well.

Friends. They're ever so important. And I've made some really fantastic ones. Sure, we don't spend much time with each other outside of school (although having the club means that we go out to sporting events quite often so that's a lot of fun) but we have great memories all the same. Memories and war stories. We will all leave Schulich this year bonded eternally by our tales/war stories of last minute group work, leachers, professors from hell, prayers for bell curves, and near emotional/mental breakdowns. I guess that's probably the only reason why I don't want to graduate. I know that regardless of what we say, getting together and staying in touch will be mighty difficult, especially with people working 100+ hours a week. So we'll just have to make sure that we take the time out of trying to pass and eek by this year and have some fun.

To all the graduates, especially those from Schulich, I'm proud. Very proud of us.