The Spot

Remember that, Jesse?
Today has been absolutely perfect. I was a little apprehensive about the whole orientation thing, since large groups of strangers really isn't my scene. But everyone's been right: we all have a lot in common. I was snagged by a clique at 11:30 this morning and it's been all good ever since. We're *all* from Nova Scotia. I have yet to meet a Dal law student who isn't. But Sean is also from Sydney, even went to Malcom in my year, though not in my class.
I know I've been neglecting you, my precious blog, for far too long. If it's any comfort, much of what I've had to say can't really be put into words. Inexpressible comraderie, happiness, loss.
This is a more pragmatic time, but very enjoyable nonetheless. Sure, I have a million readings due on Thursday.. but I also seem to have a study group set [we, the clique, are all in the same section. Horray].
Even disaster was almost pleasant: my bike lock completely froze up around 4:30. I struggled with it for 15 minutes, then sought help. Not only did the nice Materials guy in the law school try to help me with the lock, he also called security for bolt cutters.... and helped me convince them I wasn't stealing the bike. Really friendly and calm throughout: the law staff is definitely nicer than the undergrad staff at McGill.
The moon is rising just outside my window. It's a full crescent, and it looks enormous. Reminds me of that time we were driving back from the faerie caves, and we could see the moon coming over the mountains.
Thanks to Gabe for the pictures! Holy cow, they're fantastic. I'm reviewing them every once in a while now, and I'm hoping to show them to my local friends...
Going to sleep now. More frosh wonder tomorrow, and Emilie's coming to town!
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