Larium-induced dreams and incredible friendliness

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I’m not going to write much today. All I have to say is that my malaria pills are giving me the strangest dreams. There were two bizarre ones this morning. The first involved me waiting in Heathrow, Tara Reid and Mayfair in Toronto. The second was even weirder. I was back at Shawnigan and it was number one inspection. And Glen Healy inspected my room. But I didn’t have the right clothes. In fact, I couldn’t even find my uniform, so when Glen Healy walked in, I was in my boxers. I’m slightly embarrassed by what I’ve written above, but I don’t think I have much choice in the matter. Before any of you read too heavily into those, I have to say that I’m certain they are related to the Larium. Some of the listed side effects are much worse than strange dreams so I’m happy that this is all I get. I thought I’d share them to give you some idea of what these pills do, besides protect me (hopefully) from malaria.

It’s been over two weeks and I can say that this place has been wonderful. The people here are so friendly and the relaxed pace makes it a lot easier to adjust. There are still some things that I am getting used to, but this place is starting to feel like home. When people ask me where I’m from, I’ve started saying Kwamo, which always catches them off guard. That’s all for now. Hope everyone had a great weekend. Hockey starts for real soon. Time for number 25!