Mmmm...gooy noodles and "shark fins"

I am so excited. In a week I get to teach some little kiddies how to make totes like Yo Beck! (a company I started with a couple mis amigas). I hope it goes well. Unfortunatly, the fabric store that I'm teaching at likes to have patterns and examples and some sort of organization; when I make something it is with a pair of scissors and a prayer that all turns out well. Oh well.
The other day I skipped out on work with my boss and we went into Calgary for Dim Sum and bubble tea. Holy monkeys: I am now addicted to Dim Sum. We at these shrimp pancake things that were basically shrimps wrapped in a big, gooy rice noodle and soya sauce. So good! Oh, and the hot mustard and super hot red sauce. I would eat it all day! And beans! I so ate a buttload of real sticky rice; it totally came all wrapped up in a lotus leaf. So cool. I love getting to use chopsticks too, and there were little bowls and the cups were just tiny bowls. Awesome! The green tea was awesome too. Someone read my leaves: apparently in 8 years time I'll be heading toAustrailia, yet having some sort of problem with that, and then I'll be in Mexico and Latin America where I will fall in love with a child. It would be totally awesome if that actually worked out, though I've never really felt drawn to Aussieland. I want to see the Great Barrier Reaf and all, but I've always been more drawn to the Orient and Central/Latin America.
My mouth is watering thinking about Dim Sum. Now I'm all hungry. Darn it.
We also went to the place where magic is born: the Fratello headquaters. My boss owns the little coffeee shop where I work and our supplier is Fratello; we had a tour and everything. It smelled so yummy! They roast their own beans there and have only a two day turn-over of all of their coffee stock, so the whole place smelled delightful!
I'm still looking friveroulsy at colleges, and I'm kind of freaking out. I've selected about 5 or six between Washington, BC, and Alberta, but I'm going to have to working my tushie off this year if I want to be able to afford even half of the first year of university. I'm pretty much just needing a buttload of prayer; I know I am supposed to go, but my "logical" brain says I can't, and then I worry that this whole thing will completely overwhelm me and I'll just end up giving up on the whole thing. Yikes. In the next two-three weeks, all of my applications will hopefully be going out, my transcripts sent, and the waiting beginning. I don't know if I'll actually get into any of these places; they're all universities and colleges, and none of them Bible college. Thus, my uncertainty.