Sunday, January 30, 2005
Music: A song by Lou Reed... "Hey man, take a walk on the wild side/I say hey man, talk a walk on the wild side..." is in my head as I don't have a p2p program on my computer yet.
Feeling: Stuffed. If I breathe to deeply, my tummy hurts.
How to Make Your Parents Think You Have Retarded Friends
1. Teach one friend to say "Pa-gee-poe-so"
2. Mix in some beer and other booze at a party months later. (Random thought: Why the word booze? How did it ever become to mean the word "alchol"?)
3. Worried parents phone (Again)
4. Friend screams out "Pa-gee-poe-so"
5. Other friends ask what it means and then quickly learn the phrase (Amazing considering what kind if state they're in)
6. All friends start to scream "PA-GEE-POE-SO!"
7. Then everyone thinks that it would be funny if only the guys say it and commence their plan
8. All the guys yell "PA-GEE-POE-SO"
9. Parents ask "What the hell is going on?!"
10. Run upstairs where there is no one and try to distract them by agreeing to come home at midnight.
On another note, my parents got a tuck shop somewhere in Toronto. (Details are a little sketchy) To celebrate after years and years of debating of owning some kind of business and then finally buying one, we all go out for dinner with some family friends to a place called Congee Queen, a washed out version that is trying to imitate Congee Wong. The food is greasy and has so much MSG that even I'm feeling sleepy. Then the parents start to talk about embrassing stories about everyone at the table who is 30 and under. I suspect that last night's ordeal was being discussed, along with my "booze hound" friends. So friends and I start to discuss our parents. I find out that my younger brother is called "F-ing Korean" and he has some online friend called Vanessa. Also find out that he has this stage way back in high school of his online girlfriends. Now that was funny.
Feeling: Stuffed. If I breathe to deeply, my tummy hurts.
How to Make Your Parents Think You Have Retarded Friends
1. Teach one friend to say "Pa-gee-poe-so"
2. Mix in some beer and other booze at a party months later. (Random thought: Why the word booze? How did it ever become to mean the word "alchol"?)
3. Worried parents phone (Again)
4. Friend screams out "Pa-gee-poe-so"
5. Other friends ask what it means and then quickly learn the phrase (Amazing considering what kind if state they're in)
6. All friends start to scream "PA-GEE-POE-SO!"
7. Then everyone thinks that it would be funny if only the guys say it and commence their plan
8. All the guys yell "PA-GEE-POE-SO"
9. Parents ask "What the hell is going on?!"
10. Run upstairs where there is no one and try to distract them by agreeing to come home at midnight.
On another note, my parents got a tuck shop somewhere in Toronto. (Details are a little sketchy) To celebrate after years and years of debating of owning some kind of business and then finally buying one, we all go out for dinner with some family friends to a place called Congee Queen, a washed out version that is trying to imitate Congee Wong. The food is greasy and has so much MSG that even I'm feeling sleepy. Then the parents start to talk about embrassing stories about everyone at the table who is 30 and under. I suspect that last night's ordeal was being discussed, along with my "booze hound" friends. So friends and I start to discuss our parents. I find out that my younger brother is called "F-ing Korean" and he has some online friend called Vanessa. Also find out that he has this stage way back in high school of his online girlfriends. Now that was funny.
Saturday, January 29, 2005
Music: None, in the silence of typing at the computer labs, but I do have a broken Social Scene song stuck in my head.
Feeling: Relaxed. It's odd, I have a paper due on Monday that I didn't start yet (see below) and I'm not stressed out.
Stupid computer lab, all the computers aren't working except the Mac labs and I can't find a word processor anywhere. not even Star office, the bane of every student's existance since people can't load lecture slides posted in Power Point, print off their assignments since it won't convert the format. Star Office is supposed to, but all I see are boxes where letters are supposed to be.
But back to the topic. Where the hell is a word processor program?! Hmm... I should be worrying about this since I have done zero school work, but I think yoga today mellowed me out. I can do funky streches. :) I feel in study mode... once I find the computer tech guy... since this lab is closing.
Feeling: Relaxed. It's odd, I have a paper due on Monday that I didn't start yet (see below) and I'm not stressed out.
Stupid computer lab, all the computers aren't working except the Mac labs and I can't find a word processor anywhere. not even Star office, the bane of every student's existance since people can't load lecture slides posted in Power Point, print off their assignments since it won't convert the format. Star Office is supposed to, but all I see are boxes where letters are supposed to be.
But back to the topic. Where the hell is a word processor program?! Hmm... I should be worrying about this since I have done zero school work, but I think yoga today mellowed me out. I can do funky streches. :) I feel in study mode... once I find the computer tech guy... since this lab is closing.
Friday, January 28, 2005
Music: Something from the Nimrod soundtrack from Green Day. "Hey Mister, are you in a hurry? Is it happy hour?"
Feeling: Need sleep.
I feel like I've been living on campus. But without the perks of living rez. It might be because once I get home, I head over to campus about 8 hours later. And on a memorable day this week, I crashed in my bed (aka Heavenly Comfort) to be woken up because David phoned me at 5:00 in the bloody morning to ask me if I wanted to study at school. I said yes, hauled my ass to school, said "Hi" to the police officer who I just saw 4 hours ago at work and studied until I could phone a friend of mine that lives on rez at 9:30 in the morning to take a shower.
On another random note, you can get free food on campus everywhere. I found out today when I went through an entire day without buying food because I had no money. I survived on cinnamon hearts, pizza and party mix. I wonder how long I can live on this diet.
Forget about this assignment, I'm going to sleep.
Good night.
Feeling: Need sleep.
I feel like I've been living on campus. But without the perks of living rez. It might be because once I get home, I head over to campus about 8 hours later. And on a memorable day this week, I crashed in my bed (aka Heavenly Comfort) to be woken up because David phoned me at 5:00 in the bloody morning to ask me if I wanted to study at school. I said yes, hauled my ass to school, said "Hi" to the police officer who I just saw 4 hours ago at work and studied until I could phone a friend of mine that lives on rez at 9:30 in the morning to take a shower.
On another random note, you can get free food on campus everywhere. I found out today when I went through an entire day without buying food because I had no money. I survived on cinnamon hearts, pizza and party mix. I wonder how long I can live on this diet.
Forget about this assignment, I'm going to sleep.
Good night.
Sunday, January 23, 2005
Music: none, comp has been reformatted, need to download music
Feeling: Eh
Came home from Kingston which was very, very cold.
Feeling: Eh
Came home from Kingston which was very, very cold.
Thursday, January 20, 2005
Music: Nothing, just in the library, trying to get journal articles on asexuality... which is a prob right now
Feeling: Stress causes pain... never really knew that
LAPTOP!
WIll be getting soon. :)
Feeling: Stress causes pain... never really knew that
LAPTOP!
WIll be getting soon. :)
Saturday, January 15, 2005
Music: Funkytown, but I'm searching for Goo Goo Dolls and Chumbawaba
Feeling: Like I'm going to pop. I ate a lot of food today
Won't you take me to funkytown?
NO, NOT THE BUTTONS! NOT THE GUMDROP BUTTONS!
Etnernal summer slacking... they drank up the wine they started talking... where were they going without knowing the way? Anyone could see that the way they were going were paved with gold...
Okay, enough wasting time. I'm going to take out my APA book and work on this assignment on scientific communication and the whole idea of progress and how the only reality is science. I'm completly normal, the msg from the buffet did not go to my head. Well, I do feel a bit sleepy, BUT I'M FINE
And for your information, the follwing song titles are below, in order of the lyrics above. Unlike other people, I can't do those fancy links where you can download the songs off my blog, so happy searching.
Funkytown by Lipps Inc.
A clip from Shrek I. The part where the evil king is questioning the Gingerbread Man
The Way by Fastball. (Anyone remember them? It was from the late 90's)
Feeling: Like I'm going to pop. I ate a lot of food today
Won't you take me to funkytown?
NO, NOT THE BUTTONS! NOT THE GUMDROP BUTTONS!
Etnernal summer slacking... they drank up the wine they started talking... where were they going without knowing the way? Anyone could see that the way they were going were paved with gold...
Okay, enough wasting time. I'm going to take out my APA book and work on this assignment on scientific communication and the whole idea of progress and how the only reality is science. I'm completly normal, the msg from the buffet did not go to my head. Well, I do feel a bit sleepy, BUT I'M FINE
And for your information, the follwing song titles are below, in order of the lyrics above. Unlike other people, I can't do those fancy links where you can download the songs off my blog, so happy searching.
Funkytown by Lipps Inc.
A clip from Shrek I. The part where the evil king is questioning the Gingerbread Man
The Way by Fastball. (Anyone remember them? It was from the late 90's)
Friday, January 14, 2005
Free Trade Coffee and Killing Trees
Music: None, but thre is a dog upstairs that is running around on the tiled kitchen floor so I hear louding clicking noises
Feeling: Sore. It's like I excerised yesterday... but I didn't. Maybe it was caused by entered the gym change room and feeling those exerise vibes. (What the hell am I talking about?!)
I am a tree killer.
I keep on printing off massive amounts of lecture notes, assignments, essays and more useless things off the Cognition and Memory website. (That course has drained more money out of my pocket then any other course I have ever taken. First the expensive and new edition textbook which doesn't have glossy paper and colour, then the lab book...) I go through one pack of 1000 sheets in about a semester. I wonder how big of a tree that is.
I feel a little guilty. So now I'm going to buy free trade coffee. If I can find any on campus. It's a balance of some sort. Kill a tree and destory envoironment, so I'll support people in third world countries by buying products that were made to support the people who made them. The retailers still mark up the price by 500% I bet.
Feeling: Sore. It's like I excerised yesterday... but I didn't. Maybe it was caused by entered the gym change room and feeling those exerise vibes. (What the hell am I talking about?!)
I am a tree killer.
I keep on printing off massive amounts of lecture notes, assignments, essays and more useless things off the Cognition and Memory website. (That course has drained more money out of my pocket then any other course I have ever taken. First the expensive and new edition textbook which doesn't have glossy paper and colour, then the lab book...) I go through one pack of 1000 sheets in about a semester. I wonder how big of a tree that is.
I feel a little guilty. So now I'm going to buy free trade coffee. If I can find any on campus. It's a balance of some sort. Kill a tree and destory envoironment, so I'll support people in third world countries by buying products that were made to support the people who made them. The retailers still mark up the price by 500% I bet.
Sunday, January 09, 2005
Music: Matt Dusk, 2 Shots of Happy, 1 Shot of Sad... damn it Tim, you got into listening to him
Feeling: Need to go to sleep
I QUIT BATA
No more shoes. EVER. AGAIN.
No more demanding customers, no more creepy co-worker, no more new manager that has major mood swings. I thought Vald was bad, this one is a million times worst. No more smelly shoes. No more tempermental cash. No more aching feet when the day is over.
My last day was interesting. Anne was there. A few people are getting fired since someone's bf brought $600 worth of shoes on a fake credit card and I'm still getting my employee discount from co-workers, bless them. I'll be dropping by on Friday to see how things are with this new manager.
Happiness is quitting Bata.
Feeling: Need to go to sleep
I QUIT BATA
No more shoes. EVER. AGAIN.
No more demanding customers, no more creepy co-worker, no more new manager that has major mood swings. I thought Vald was bad, this one is a million times worst. No more smelly shoes. No more tempermental cash. No more aching feet when the day is over.
My last day was interesting. Anne was there. A few people are getting fired since someone's bf brought $600 worth of shoes on a fake credit card and I'm still getting my employee discount from co-workers, bless them. I'll be dropping by on Friday to see how things are with this new manager.
Happiness is quitting Bata.
Saturday, January 08, 2005
Music: Between two songs right now
Feeling: bleh
After having all my plans cancelled because an some old family friends came by (My mom didn't warn me, I was caught in sweats. At least I took a shower right before they came) I think I had the strangest 2 hour converation ever.
One of the old family friends has short term memory loss. How that happened, I have heard 4 different accounts due to pieous explainations, so I'm not sure how it happened, but after watching films on short term memory loss, reading about it and which brain areas are affected in class, it has not prepared me for the meeting. She remembers me, but not anything much more, but could remember how to get to the washroom in our house. She just got up and walked to the washroom wihtout asking where it was. And the same questions were asked over and over again, but it's getting better though since before it was total memory loss. All she could remember were the family and how to play the piano since she was in the U of T music program for it. Literally.
It was strange and now I'll just clean my room or something...
Feeling: bleh
After having all my plans cancelled because an some old family friends came by (My mom didn't warn me, I was caught in sweats. At least I took a shower right before they came) I think I had the strangest 2 hour converation ever.
One of the old family friends has short term memory loss. How that happened, I have heard 4 different accounts due to pieous explainations, so I'm not sure how it happened, but after watching films on short term memory loss, reading about it and which brain areas are affected in class, it has not prepared me for the meeting. She remembers me, but not anything much more, but could remember how to get to the washroom in our house. She just got up and walked to the washroom wihtout asking where it was. And the same questions were asked over and over again, but it's getting better though since before it was total memory loss. All she could remember were the family and how to play the piano since she was in the U of T music program for it. Literally.
It was strange and now I'll just clean my room or something...
Saturday, January 01, 2005
Feeling: that after new year eve party is over
Music: Something depressing. I'm trying to search for a happy song, but all I can think up of is the horrible pop that invaded the late 90's, mostly because last night we were singing Spice Girls and Backstreet Boys songs.
Happy New Year!!!
It's 2005 and I have by tradition have not made any resolutions. Except to give out Christmas cards next year. And on a random thought, where the hell has 2004 gone to? It felt like an ordinary year, but maybe it was because I didn't go away at all this year, not even during the summer. Well the plans are on the way to visit Guelph this month and possibly New York. Again. I never really liked that city, but that might have been because I was with my family meeting more family members I didn't know existed and I was eight years old.
Another random note
Does anyone really know the words to the New Year's Song? Except the people who are paid huge sums of money on New Year's Eve to sing it at midnight?
Music: Something depressing. I'm trying to search for a happy song, but all I can think up of is the horrible pop that invaded the late 90's, mostly because last night we were singing Spice Girls and Backstreet Boys songs.
Happy New Year!!!
It's 2005 and I have by tradition have not made any resolutions. Except to give out Christmas cards next year. And on a random thought, where the hell has 2004 gone to? It felt like an ordinary year, but maybe it was because I didn't go away at all this year, not even during the summer. Well the plans are on the way to visit Guelph this month and possibly New York. Again. I never really liked that city, but that might have been because I was with my family meeting more family members I didn't know existed and I was eight years old.
Another random note
Does anyone really know the words to the New Year's Song? Except the people who are paid huge sums of money on New Year's Eve to sing it at midnight?
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