Smile! Kaycee's cancer is in remission! Go read her blog now.

My gor gor is back in Toronto, visiting from Queen's. It's reading week, but he only has one exam left. That bum. I just found out he's taking spanish. I can't really imagine that: my brother, who hates french, taking spanish of his own free will.

More music today:

I just can't stand the way I feel
I just can't wait until tomorrow comes
So if you care to see my face again
You'll have to be the one to let me know

'Cause I feel like I'm 12 years old
And I feel like I'm in the cold
And I feel like I'm 12 years old
And my dog just died
And my bike's been stolen again

How can it be that you're so vain
And how can it be that I am such a pain
Or so you say
Why can't you see this time you've gone too far
Today I couldn't care less where you are

'Cause I feel like I'm 12 years old
And I feel like I'm in the cold
And I feel like I don't know where I am
And I feel like I'm left behind
And I feel like I'm last in line
And I feel like I'm 12 years old
And my dog just died
And my bike's been stolen

It seems so juvenile
Feeling like a little child
I guess it never goes away
So maybe I should play, ok

And I feel like I'm 12 years
And I feel like I'm in the cold
And I feel like I don't know where I am
And I feel like I'm left behind
And I feel like I'm last in line
And I feel like I'm 12 years old
And my dog just died
My bike's been stoled
I missed the ball
And I dropped my ice cream again

Feel like I'm 12 years old
Feel like I'm in the cold
Feel like I'm 12 years old
Feel like I'm all alone

~ Kim Stockwood, "12 Years Old"