Undergraduate Admissions

I went to Toronto with my friends last weekend to see some electronic music DJs. It was entirely insane and thoroughly awesome. I always think going to Canada is amusing, because as soon as I hear people talking I notice their accent, and seconds later I realize that they probably think I sound pretty funny, since it’s their country and everything.

There was this Asian grocery store about a block away from the venue (The Sound Academy, formerly known as The Docks) that we went to to grab something to eat before we went in. It was really insane. There are plenty of small Asian grocery stores around here, but this was like a Tops that was just (almost) all Asian food (they also had potato chips and Oreos and stuff). Me and a friend split these things that were like ball-shaped shortbread cookies covered in sesame seeds. Like you would think from that description, they were pretty good!

I drove to Toronto this time, which was a first for me. I figured I might as well do it sometime, and since I’ve gotten a little experience driving on highways since I started my internship, I wasn’t particularly worried. It was so easy! All you do is cross a bridge and drive straight for a while on a big road with relatively few cars on it. (I’ve been informed that the QEW is quite crowded at other times of day/of the year, but driving in around 8-9pm and coming back around 5am, it was pretty empty.)

There are a few things I’ve noticed about my drive to my internship after driving to Toronto and back:

• The drive seems quite short
• I feel like I’m not going fast at all even though I’m doing around 65

I guess those things both make sense.

Oh, and the need for birth certificates at the border? Totally overstated. The guy at the border on the way back into the US asked us if we had them - and then stopped us before we handed them to him, because he didn’t even want to see them. If we hadn’t had them I suspect we would have gotten some sort of lecture about how they are required and then been sent on our way. The guy was really nice though, so I guess I shouldn’t be complaining. I just think the requirement of birth certificates at the border is ridiculous in the first place.

Oh — I checked what kind of gas mileage I got — 30.5 mpg for this tank of gas! Awesome.