bonafide

So, lately I have been thinking a lot about choices that I've made, and how they have impacted my life.
I think the biggest one would be, when we moved to Calgary ten years ago, my parents couldn't make a choice between two houses to buy. One in the north, one in the south. They ended up giving my sister and I the choice. While the house in the south was nice in that it had hardwood floors and one of those bathrooms where there is a heater beneath the tiles to warm your feet, the house in the north had a fountain in the backyard. A fountain. And being 7 and 10 like my sister and I were, the fountain was WAAAY better than the hardwood floors. So we moved to the north.

What would have happened had we bought the house in the south?

I doubt I would be playing ringette, as my sister started playing it because of a few girls in her grade 5 class at Hawkwood Elementary played it. And seeing as we would not even have attended Hawkwood, would we ever have gotten into it?

I would not have gone to Branton, or probably even a french immersion school, as I am pretty sure not every Elementary school has a person as ecstatic as we did to promote french immersion. It makes me somewhat sad that I cannot remember her name.

I could be going to some ghetto high school. Without the positive influences that my friends have provided throughout elementary, junior AND senior high school, I could be like, a whore who smokes and drinks every weekend. Odd.

Who would I be?