Big deal and s'no big deal

Wow, only one week of full-time work at my internship before senior year starts. Hard to believe this summer is over. I think the idiom is true: the older you get, the faster time flies. Granted, I'm not 80-years-old, but 21 is a well-rounded number. I'd say I'm pretty mature for those 21 years. These long weeks are starting to drain me, as pointed out by my literally 100-ounces of diet soda daily habit - that's a lot of caffeine!

Now it's time to ready myself for law school applications ... oy vey! Taking another practice LSAT at the library tomorrow at 9 a.m. and hoping for a decent score. I'm also brainstorming on themes for my personal statement. Right now, I'm thinking of a determined theme, a healthcare theme and a couple other random things that fly in my head. I'm so scared about the uncertainty of the LSAT score and the law applications, but I suppose that's something I need to have faith in, trusting that all I can do is my best and hope for the best outcome.

On another note, the shoe of the day serves as a salute to one of my guilty pleasures, the show Trailer Park Boys. I missed July 1 for Canada Day, so these shoes will have to suffice. I was discussing Rickyisms last night (kind of like Bushisms but based on the main character of the show). Some of my favorites: "nay-saw, you know, space people, maybe you've heard of 'em"; "samsquatch"; "it doesn't take rocket appliances..."; "he passed with flying f*ing carpets"; "radies"; and "the flames were golfing". If you haven't checked this show out, you should. Some people don't like it, but I think it's fabulous. If you like it, great; if not, as Ricky says, "s'no big deal".