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Wednesday, October 18th, 2006
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Tonight we had our usual House party, which was good, considering there was no House on. But I was tired, which was bad because not only did we eat dinner at almost 11pm, I couldn't go on to Frans because I've got my History Mid-Term tomorrow morning. Next week!...since it'll be one more week closer to new House.
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Saturday, October 14th, 2006
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So I'm walking home tonight, after a short eve of slight drinking with Nat and Lia...home up Church St. with every single bastard 18 to 80. And damn, its pretty depressing, to think that my Friday night of fun was watching Moulin Rouge, drinking stiff rum & cokes, and walking home alone at 1 a.m. Not that seeing Nat and Lia, as well as Australian Andrew wasn't great! but walking home through the trendy bars and hordes of singletons kinda was depressing...I feel like I'm missing out on the whole 'downtown urban experinence', like I should be going out with some friends every weekend.
Not that its my favourite thing to do, go out to dance et. al. But still. And damned if I don't get stopped by some younger guys on my way home.
"Do you know where Fly is?" asks this guy with a true English accent. He and his friend just got out of a cab, and I'm guessing are from out of town.
"Pardon me?" I say, pulling my earphone from my ear. I can't believe I just said "Pardon me?" to some guy who just stopped me on the street.
"Oh, do you know where Fly is?" he says again, looking around. I haven't the slightest idea, and I shake my head.
"Sorry," I say, and walk off.
How depressing is that. A huge number of people are headed out for a good time, and I'm headed home to my lonely bed. Alooooooone. No party for me. No trendy crowds. No 'enjoying my youth because once you're 25 it all goes to hell'. No randomness. No 'dangerous liasons'.
I very much envy the 20-year-olds who are students by day, but still have a social circle that allows them to run wild at night. How they balance the school reality with the randomness of weekends is something I'm very jealous of. Hence 'Lucky Bastards', whom I got to walk home and witness. It's bad enough knowing that this kind of stuff is going on freely around you, but to actually be subject to seeing the huge amount of people all out for a good time is just damn depressing.
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Wednesday, October 11th, 2006
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So I watched some MTV programming this Thanksgiving weekend. All I can say is wow...
I caught the end of some show called 'Living in the 70's' which at first I thought was pointless but kinda fun...I mean who doesn't want to live in the land of 8-Tracks, shag carpets and really, really tight clothes. But as I kept watching, I saw the tell-tale signs of MTV's evilness brainsucking garbadge.
Of course, the contestants on this reality show are mostly good looking (but not as beautiful or tortured as the Laguna Beach teens) self assured SoCal kiddies who have very little intelligence and even less class. What at first was angst about how poorly they did at some 'task' for the show turned into the hate-fest that is MTV-reality. They did the whole confessional "I hate Tina because she's such a loser" bit, and followed it up with some good cliquy group talks.
From what I can gather:
-girls all hate each other, except when they love each other
-guys are generally stupid
-girls are either extremely self assured and full of will, or are useless followers who cannot hold their own
-guys are generally stupid, and horny
Now, I'm not one to say that 'everyone should only watch role-models on TV or they'll turn into idiot', but I'm more than a little concerned that North American teens are pluging themselves into this crap seven days a week. It's shocking the stupidity of these programs, and how they really are more about the hateful drama than the 'tasks and relationships' that they perport to be. I don't buy into the rule that people will act out what they see on TV or listen to in music, but this can't really be a good reinforcer for 16-year-old girls who want to find new ways to slice their friends to bits. Even for the guys, who stradle the jock-with-a-brain barrier, seeing a bunch of guys sitting in a hot tub and talking about how to pick up the girls is a pretty low image. Has it gotten so bad that today's young guys seem to believe they will succeed in life simply by acting the stereotypical role of the dude?
I can't believe how freaking old and motherly I sound... but really. Watching this shite for a laugh is one thing, but if this is all you know as 'normal' as a teen...yikes. I think I'll go watch some brain-rotting Batman TAS or similar.
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Friday, October 6th, 2006
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| Your Personality Is |
Rational (NT)
You are both logical and creative. You are full of ideas.
You are so rational that you analyze everything. This drives people a little crazy!
Intelligence is important to you. You always like to be around smart people.
In fact, you're often a little short with people who don't impress you mentally.
You seem distant to some - but it's usually because you're deep in thought.
Those who understand you best are fellow Rationals.
In love, you tend to approach things with logic. You seek a compatible mate - who is also very intelligent.
At work, you tend to gravitate toward idea building careers - like programming, medicine, or academia.
With others, you are very honest and direct. People often can't take your criticism well.
As far as your looks go, you're coasting on what you were born with. You think fashion is silly.
On weekends, you spend most of your time thinking, experimenting with new ideas, or learning new things. |
| You Are 88% Gentleman | 
No doubt about it, you are a total gentleman.
You please the pickiest ladies, and you make everyone in a room feel comfortable. |
| Your Power Color Is Lime Green | 
At Your Highest:
You are adventurous, witty, and a visionary.
At Your Lowest:
You feel misunderstood, like you don't fit in.
In Love:
You have a tough exterior, but can be very dedicated.
How You're Attractive:
Your self-awareness and confidence lights up a room.
Your Eternal Question:
"What else do I need in my life?" |
| You Are 29 Years Old | 
Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.
13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.
20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.
30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!
40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax. |
| Your Taste in Music: | 
Classic Rock: Highest Influence
Progressive Rock: High Influence
90's Pop: Medium Influence
Country: Medium Influence
80's Pop: Low Influence |
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Thursday, September 21st, 2006
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Herein lies my review of the Roger Waters show Sept. 20/06 at the Air Canada Centre.
What to say!? Of course, Waters is the consumate artist, and anyone going in should know they are in for a treat of the senses. I was no different. After finding my seat, which was sadly a little farther back than I thought it was, I was greeted by Paris and Nicole...giggly faux cool girls who scared me. I sat paitently in my seat while they laughed, chatted, left, came back, left again...
The show started with the display of the main graphic, a table radio from the 50's, a half-empty bottle of Scotch and an ashtray. After playing several tracks from Neil Young's Greatest Hits on the 'radio' the show started. A selection of '50's oldies played from the radio, with an anonamous hand changing the dial and station, puffing on a cigarette and clutching a glass of Scotch. It really set the mood. The idea that the show was literally being listened to over the radio, with the hand changing the channel at will was really immersing (if you let go of your senses, unlike Paris and Nicole did). Finally the show started.
'In The Flesh' kicked off the set, one of the most area-rock Pink Floyd songs. Needless to say it rocked amazingly, including pyrotechnics. The video display was of the marching hammers from The Wall...already the experience had started. Waters' voice started of fine enough, but degraded quickly (I'm not going into the lip-synching problem, but I know it was there). The band was powerful and the song really kicked off the show, getting everyone pumped.
'Mother' followed, another Wall track. It was quite powerful, with the entire band singing the appropriate parts. Paris and Nicole were screaming and yelling througout the song, which made no sense, considering it's a serious, mellow song. One commented the audience was "fucking dead," which I couldn't understand considering the serious content of the song.
'Set the Controls for the Heart of the Sun' was up next, and was a little too quietly staged for me. The visual was really engrossing, a bubbling blue and red liquid, also a burning sun.
Next was 'Shine on you Crazy Diamond'. Qutie a segue, from the previous song. It was an alright arrangement, but just felt a little wrong, considering the guitar part wasn't being played by David Gilmour. The guitarist's style was similar, but it didn't have the canon weight it would have had if Gilmour was playing. I'm not sure how long it ran, but it felt a little short. A B grade would be accurate for the song. Visuals centred around Syd Barret circa 1967, which were very appropriate.
The set kicked in again with 'Have a Cigar', a very cool transistion, which was played a little faster than album speed. It was as energetic as 'In The Flesh', with a great guitar part. Really a fun part of the show, including visuals of old men in suits with cigars. V. cool.
'Wish You Were Here' was next, nearly completing 'Wish You Were Here' the album. It was introduced by the visual of the hand changing the radio dial, hitting the gibberish radio show which preceeds the song, then changing to the guitar part. Waters made another emotional connection, but his voice just ins't that powerful anymore. Still, the crowd broke out the lighters and many people were singing along. It was a special moment.
'Southhampton Dock' followed, which is a touching song about soilders departing for WWII. Paris and Nicole were still screwing around and being rather irritating, screaming during the most inopportune moments.
Waters began making the more overt political comments with 'The Fletcher Memorial Home', a song about a tyrant's old age home. The visuals which accompanied were of a man, in black and white, meandering through an almost bombed-out retirement home. Pictures of Stalin, Hitler, Sadaam Hussein and George Bush adorn the walls. I believe Osama bin Laden was also included in this.
'Perfect Sense Pt 1-2' came next, continuing the political commentary. The screen filled with a picture of an astronaut floating above the earth, and a real floating astronaut was unleased into the air, floating about the stadium. The song was the first to promenantly feature one of Waters' back-up singers, who sang the simple, touching lyrics beautifully. Of course, I'm not of the same beliefs as Waters, but it's nice to think what the world would be like if we all believed the nieve lyrics...but this isn't a debate, so on to the next song.
An original followed, 'Leaving Beiruit', written during the war of '06 between Isreal and Hezbolla. Waters told the story of his experience as a young 20 year old, who's car broke down in Beiruit. A comic accompanied the song, which was quite fitting, and naturally portreyed Waters as an innocent beautiful soul throughout. Included in the lyrics was the notion that George Bush's 'Texas education must have really fucked' him up.
The pulsing 'Sheep' was played next, continuing the political statments. It was another highlight of the show, with a wicked amount of energy. Everyone was really having a good time with this song.
Now came the intermission. Paris and Nicole had left to parts unknown, leaving me and my neighbour in peace. We stood and stretched, and just sat quietly observing the rest of the arena. The anticipation was great, but it took people forever to get back in to catch...
'Dark Side of the Moon' in it's entirity!!!
'Speak to Me' greeted us with a graphic of a sattelite with a flashing beacon, a very different image from the heartbeat monitor of yesteryear Floyd shows.
'Breathe' was a bit of a disapointment for me, one of my favourite songs from the album, but sadly sang by one of Waters' band members. It felt like it was faux-Floyd, since Waters wasn't singing, and no other band members were there...but still it was good.
'On the Run' was pretty intense. A song I don't normally enjoy so much, it was pretty amazing being pumped with such high volume sound and deep bass. The intercut visuals of trains roaring by was effective, but sadly there was no crashing airplane to conclude the song.
'Time', another album favourite, was impressive. The drum part in the beginning was pretty powerful, but since it wasn't Nick Mason playing, the drummer took a little merrit and pounded out a few different rythms. Again, more of the band sang while Waters continued playing a mean bass. The guitar solo-ing was really great though, which matters most in this song. The backup vocalists really helped layer in the sounds.
The backup vocalists were even more important in 'The Great Gig in the Sky'. This performance was one of the most accurate to the album, with the beautiful, soaring vocals of one of the girls matching those on the album itself. It was extremely powerful, and the audience went wild when she had finished. I hope she knows how wonderful she was!
'Money' began side two of the album, with the pulsing bass line provided by Waters. It was slightly faster than the album version, which didn't hurt at all. The band really fell into synch with this song, and everyone was feeling it. Great great great!
The morose 'Us and Them' followed...it was very emotional. Not my favourite song, it was probably the one that touched me the most that night. The complete wall of sound which exploded during the most emotional parts was paired with images of young children being treated in military hospitals, wrapped in bandages and looking horrible. It almost had me in tears. Really powerful stuff.
Luckily the mood changed with 'Any Colour You Like'. The cool keyboard intro was followed by two blistering solo's on guitar, and made a great transition to
'Brain Damage', which Rogers sang. Again taking stabs at current and past world leaders, it was nearing the climax of the album.
'Eclipse' ended the album, which was both powerful but sad. You just don't want the brilliance to end, but if it has to, this is the way to go. I know in the last beats of the song, everyone was playing perfectly together, and it just fits so perfectly. The sattelite which brought us into this part of the show flys across the screen on the outro heartbeat.
If that was the end of the show, I would have been happy. But it kept going, (whcih I already knew).
Waters quickly introduced the band, and launched into 'The Happiest Days Of Our Lives', with the entire stadium clapping along. It quickly lead into
'Another Brick In the Wall Pt. 2', which was the most energetic song of the night. Everyone was really grooving along with this one, it was just such a blast. Either before or after this song, the table radio/annonamous hand reappears, marking the return to the story.
'Vera' followed, a breif song from the Wall. 'Bring the Boys Back Home' came next, again from the Wall. It made some very emotional statements, and was a nice wind down for the show.
At this point, the visual of the hand and radio reveals that the man drinking is Pink from the Wall. Immediately after this is realized, 'Comfortably Numb' starts. The video shows a near sedate Pink lying on a couch (or similar) staring blankly, and a lit cigarette smoking quietly. It personifies the meaning of the song, and everyone was just awestruck by the performance. It ended, and everyone was on their feet cheering. it was a sad moment too, because the show was over.
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Overall, a great show! But it just felt a little 'Pink Floyd-Lite'. While David Gilmour is an amazing guitarist and the vocie of Pink Floyd, Roger Waters can't sing all that well and more orchestrates the goings-on of the show. The Gilmour show I saw in April was probably more musically satisfying, with amazing musicianship. But the Waters show carries a message, and backs it up with pyrotechnics, flying Astronauts and Pigs, and an absoloutly brilliant visual video show.
Also, I wish in retrospect that Waters chose to play the entire Wall instead of Dark Side...he's ovbiously pissed off at the state of the world, and what better way to show your isolation and inner turmoil/pain than with the Wall! Perhaps next show he'll stage the entire Wall again...but still it was an absoloute pleasure and treat to see Dark Side and Roger Waters perform at all. I can only hope that he'll be back, one day soon.
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Monday, September 11th, 2006
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Not 1 minute ago I opened my e-mail, expecting to see some garbadge/joke mail/etc...instead I get something a lot more interesting.
One of my highschool friends is pregnant.
Now, this girl, and her boyfriend, were both friends in my grade 12 year, especially her boyfriend. He's a writer-type, wanted to get into journalism, but decided to do so at school in Sudbury. His girlfriend took some physical aid courses up there as well. They met in the beginning of that grade 12 year, and have been seeing each other ever since, living together in Sudbury, and the like. Of all the 'couples' in high-school, I like many others figured they would actually make it. And they did, it would appear.
The guy is a real standup, moral type. Hailing from Newfoundland, he has a far different outlook on life. He believed in starting a life at the end of highschool, like in the old days, instead of living under his parents wing. I never agreed with his decision, but we're both from very different backgrounds, and I understood completely what he was thinking and feeling. I know that he'll be totally overjoyed about the baby, and will be a responsible, loving parent. Her too, of course.
It's funny...mid-summer I ran into them at one of the local pubs, and it was nice to see them again. I of course had no idea then (they probably didn't either), but it was nice to see they were still together. I hope they'll get married though...he's a pretty traditional guy so it might be in the works, but we'll have to see.
I'm just shocked that someone our age is acting so adult (considering this may have been planned, and even if it wasn't, they're having the baby anyway). At first I was scared when I read the news, but now it seems right for them, and their chosen life. I wish them every happiness and hope that things work out for the best, and for their future plans. It's just so damn amazing that someone barely in their 20's is having a kid. Scary, amazing...again it causes you to look at yourself. I'd never have a kid now! But for interests sake, I find it fascinating that people our age are still capable of making that commitment.
The only other thing...the email wasn't sent as a group "Hey Guess What Guys!"...or to me specifically. It was sent to several people, but began "Hey Nicole"...Nicole I ain't...so was this meant for all of us or just this Nicole?...I need advice here before I send congradulation notices lol. It's sent to myself as well as the rest of our mutual friends...so I can believe it was meant for all, but..........
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Friday, September 8th, 2006
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So I've got this thing from TSO, called TSO Soundcheck, which is a service that sells cheap tickets to students of any age, providing they are actually active students. Since I'm back in Toronto, and can go whenever I like, I'd like to extend the offer of cheap TSO tickets to anyone who'd like to go with me. I have no firm dates for concerts right now, so I can't say when it would be, but if anyone's interested, I'm looking for people to go with. Let me know!
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Wednesday, September 6th, 2006
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Yay! I'm here! We're all here! It's school! in Toronto!
I've got so much to say, including the wrap-up of the last week of summer. But I haven't had the time to sit down and write it all out yet. So hopefully I will soon.
-I've seen most of our Rez family, save Neill and Peter, and the others who were in and out of that scene.
-First 'House Party' tonight, successful but small-ish since it was only me Nat Lia and Amanda.
-I want to see all my Ryerson friends. NOW!
-I miss Neill since I haven't seen him since the pool party and he should have been at House tonight. I'm afraid he won't be hanging around with us much anymore...paranoid? or not?
-Hopefully all the people who I knew first year will still remember me.
-Now comes the task of reconnecting with people, reforming groups, forming new groups, meeting new people, etc.
-This year I want to be more 'active'...in the school community, having friends who I hang out with occasionally and do outings/evenings with, and anything else that'll make me get out there more!
Ooookey...I talked to Vanessa and I'm seeing her Thursday night, and Dana's coming over to see the place tomorrow. So now I need plans for Friday night.
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Monday, August 28th, 2006
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George Lucas is a money-grabbing bastard.
We've all been waiting for the Original cuts of Star Wars to finally make it onto DVD. After getting the super-modified ones a while ago, I now see that the Original Trilogy will be released on Sept. 12...priced at $26 each. All I can say is bite me...You know you're screwed, because I so want the originals non-modiefied on DVD, but damn hell I can't afford like $85...
That super-nerdish comment aside (it's more of a film fan rant than a sci-fi rant) I will write out an entry covering these last very few very busy days soon (i.e. tonight).
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Friday, August 25th, 2006
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Bev sez that JRN200 can be taken either in Fall or Winter semesters, so chances are I'm in the second semester one. That also means that my Online will be in second semester. Which means that I'll be taking only one Journalism class in first semester, Feature Writing, and then doing the rest next semester. So much for going to school to learn about you major... Also that leaves me with six classes next semester and only four this semester. So I guess I should add another elective to the fall semester, to give me something to do and to make it easier next semester. I now see what it feels like to be an English major: have a bunch of short classes and never actually do a full day's worth of your Major.
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Wednesday, August 23rd, 2006
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So timetable!
Monday: POG 210 8-10am
ENG 632 10-11am
Tuesday: POG 210 Tutorial 10-11am
JRN 200 1-6pm (Hopefully...not confirmed yet)
Wed: HST 602 11am-1pm
Thur: JRN 62A 10am-1:30pm
Fri: ENG 632 10am-12pm
HST 602 2-3pm
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-I still have to get up early Monday morning to go to POG instead of ENG like other people I live with. The fates conspire against me.
-I have to get up mornings this semester. I don't like that too much. I much prefered getting up at 10 or 11. OTOH, this could mean that I'll be leading a more normal-hours sked.
-Though I added all my courses, I still don't have the power to add myself into JRN200...only Bev can do it. And I just emailed her.
-English is being taught by some other woman, not J-Roll...this makes me very sad. I had banked on the fact he would be our prof. Maybe next semester?
-No days off. Boo.
Do I have enough classes this semester? My sked feels light or something...I feel like I should take something else. Maybe that music course, Pop Music or something...sounds like easy fun!
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Sunday, August 20th, 2006
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We painted yesterday!
Now everything has a fresh coat (except the kitchen...and it shows). It was great to get it underway, but sadly didn't finish my bedroom, so we have to go back today. I'm not really sure about the colour...it doesn't look a lot like the sample...but maybe it just needs a second coat to pull it through. Nothing really happened but painting yesterday. Oh, we made our first dinner, which was good...but damn it's the same size of oven that we had in Rez...so that means shifting pots here and there, fighting over who keeps the big burner, etc. I'm sure we'll hit a rythem some time soon, and it's not like it ruined the meal, it just was hard to find where everything fit.
When we finally left it was about 10:30, and as we were driving down the road, all the young people were out, headed for the nights fun here and there. It made me kinda sad to be leaving the city just when everyone was going out on Saturday night! but that's no different than Rez! lol. But it also made me realize that we can all go out this year, now that everyone's old and grey. And that should be a lot of fun, something to look forward to for sure.
So painting this afternoon again, and putting together furniature. Then back to work on Monday. I think I'm getting excited to go back to school.
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Friday, August 18th, 2006
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Y'all take note. I'm officially a redneck for one of the first times this summer. Got my neck and face burned right red today. Girl at LCBO commented that I was burned. It's noticeable. Whats worce is that I got it...yes...from driving my tractor outside in the sun all damn day. And now my skins all hot and feels burned. And I have nobody to rub lotion all over me...
Packed the truck up tonite with all sorts of things to go to the apartment. Painting/furniature moving tomorrow!
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Thursday, August 17th, 2006
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So yesterday I went down to the apartment to meet up with Amanda, the idea of picking up a few things and a couch cover in mind. It was a good idea...
After getting there late because of traffic (which I left far past rush hour so WTF...how commuters from out of TO do it I'll never know) we surveyed the apartment. First time I'd seen it with the living room completely painted, and it looked really nice. Still a bit empty, but that's because we both haven't brought anything really large down. This Saturday is painting bedrooms and bringing pretty much all furniature day.
We set out for the Bay, up on Yonge and Bloor. Nice store, but small selection of covers. Had the foreboding sense that "this is all there will be" but decided to try the Bay at Eaton Centre, which is signifigantly larger, and had the same stock in covers. So we picked up and went to Sears, where they had NO covers in stock, but we could order them if we felt like it from the catalouge. Gee, thanks.
After a trip to HMV/Sams to get myself zen again, which didn't work because I had a lot of things I want...but not many I could afford to buy...we went back to the apartment and had our first dinner, which was lasagna Lindsey made the day before, salad, and a shrimp cocktail. Twas good, but I'm told not to expect shrimp cocktail every night. After some more thinking, we headed to Yorkdale to check at the only other place we could think of...Home Outfitters (which is already owned by the Bay but what the hell, we'll check).
At least we picked up some kitchen stuff there...but their couch covers situation was not really much better than before. They had a few more selections, but none really in the colour that will work for ours. There was one that I was OK with, but Amanda said she'd seen a better one before, and was going to have it by Saturday to show me. She also accused me of being too easy-going about choosing one, which surprised me but may sound accurate. I know that we're not going to find a nice couch cover. I know the colours will not be what we want them to be. I know the texture will not feel as nice as a real couch. Therefore just pick one that works. Because we're not going to find one that's 'perfect'.
We're also getting a phone line in the apartment, and the internet hookup at some point (which can only come after the phone line). But Amanda's doing the phone thing. So we'll hopefully be able to get it up by next week.
Good Morning.
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Wednesday, August 16th, 2006
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Awesome email from Bev:
Andrew,
First of all don't worry!
When you have access to RAMSS on August 23 you will have to add yourself into your required courses plus your liberal and prof. related courses.
If you are having trouble at that time - I will be more than happy to assist you.
Beverly Petrovic
Yay!
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Tuesday, August 15th, 2006
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I have emailed Bev Petrovic, with the high hopes that she will straighten my timetable and lack of classes out. I also hope that she is not one to cluck at my problem and power-trip that yet another stupid student has done something...stupid.
My exasperation is reaching 1st year levels. I mean, the awake-worrying-at-night, acid-churning stomache, etc...they're all back. And here I though that second year would be 'so easy to slip into'...*sigh*
The weekend was tormenting for me. I had the whole 2 days off, which was nice, but I was at home, alone, all Satur-day. It gave me time to listen to a bunch of music, loudly, and have multiple freakouts about what I still have to do to be ready for school. My parents were away, with mom doing her paddling-competition-thingy. So friends were gathering Saturday evening for a get-together, and I was in such a bad mood I really didn't want to go. After waiting for my parents to come home...which they NEVER did it felt like...I called my dad. Turns out, they went to an afterparty and were both having the most fun they've had in years. They both said they felt like teenagers again. This made me even more depressed than I was that afternoon. I confessed on the phone that I had a lot of stress right now, and my dad generally felt bad...and told me to go out and have fun. Good idea. I went, had a nice evening, an even better morning, with cooking and conversation and generally enjoying one-another's company.
Now, Saturday also wasn't any fun because I'd thrown my lower back out. I know how I did it, picking HUGE stones out of the field last week, and not lifting with the knees...ALWAYS LIFT WITH THE KNEES!...needless to say I was uncomfortable, and suspect that it was half injury/half stress. So the party sleep-over was fun, but I slept on an air matress and couldn't move the next morning. Not cool. So my mood Sunday wan't good. I just felt that things were getting out of my control.
Monday mom and I went to IKEA and bought almost all my furniature for my room, which was awesome! Had such good luck, everything will look smashing. Very modern, silver, black, straight lines....drool...I almost don't want anyone to see the room until it's all put together. I was very excited and felt great, progress had finally been made in some form! I wasn't so scared anymore.
Then today, I'm still not 100% back-wise...and working sucked...and I got re-stressed out about courses. This morning I got the colour of the bedroom chose, it's actually going to look nice. I'll talk about that some other time, but for now I'm quite looking forward to finishing the room. Looks like painting/moving the furniature/etc will be this weekend, which is great. That'll take a large wight off my shoulders.
Enough of the angsty tales.
Tomorrow I'm going downtown to meet up with Amanda and do some finishing shopping for the living room/kitchen. That should be good, and stuff.
Anyway thats it. Hope everyone is taking advantage of the last weeks of their summer vacations. Remember, SUMMER ISN"T OVER so relax and enjoy it!
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I need advice ASAP.
-I neglected to do course intentions months ago, since I was on holidays after school ended
-I assumed we could do enrollments NOW - ie early August
-I have none of the 'common courses' in my timetable, so no j-skool classes are listed
-I have tried adding classes now, but get an error message saying my enrollment appointment is not at this time
-I am nervous
-I am aware that school is stupid, slow, and that we can change, add and drop our skeds until the cows come home during frosh week
-I would prefer not to have to do this
-I am more nervous
-I am worried that they have forgotten about me and I've been kicked out of school
HELP MEEEEEEE!
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" Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.
So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again.
The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older,
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.
Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time.
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over,
Thought I'd something more to say. "
(Mason, Waters, Wright, Gilmour)
I have been listening to Dark Side of the Moon a lot lately, it seems like I'm connecting with it more than I had before. Especailly 'Time', with an emphesis on the italicised lyrics. It's pretty much how I feel, torn between two worlds. On one hand, I am young, life is long and I have time to kill, doing nothing productive. But there is the menacing realization that one day, soon, you'll realize that time has passed you by, you've missed out getting a good start and reaping the benefits of life. Nothing more to say. It scares me how telling these words are. It's so true.
Not that I want to start my lifelong career after one year in school, but at times I feel like, to insure my future success, I should be doing something extraordinary now. When we had the guest speakers at the end of Don's class come in and tell us how successful they've become (especially the National Post writer) in just a few short years. I was both amazed and more than a little intimidated that these two, who were basically not much older than us, had become successful and had careers.
Last night I opened our local paper, the one I did my co-op at, and wrote freelance for afterwards. The usual articles were present, as well as the ever-revolving list of journalists. But in the middle, I got quite a shock. A half-page editorial on the Mid-East crisis, written by Grace, the reporter who I worked with during my co-op. She's maybe 25, and at the side of the article rested a picture of some young girls in Jordan, photo credited to Grace! A footnote read, "Grace is currently on a six-month internship with the Jordan Times, an English daily in Amman, Jordan". Holy Crap! She's living there!
I always admired her and thought of her as a good journalist, especially after she left the paper and I got a chance to read the next guy's stuff. But needless to say, I'm shocked that she's taken it that far, doing something so amazing, after starting in such a small-town paper. Then, I became a little anxious...I mean, it's pretty impressive to be doing what she's doing, at her age. I just don't know how people get from our position, students just starting their education, to working at a daily halfway across the world.
"There is no dark side of the moon really. Matter of fact it's all dark."
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Saturday, July 29th, 2006
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Today the Star reports that Daniel Radcliffe, the actor who plays Harry Potter, will be performing a scene in an upcoming play, in the nude.
Why you ask? Well, the script calls for an instance where the insane Radcliffe strips when disussing and simulating mastrobation.
Yikes.
Why do celebrities, who become established stars of mainstream media, decide they need to persue 'more artistic' roles, which leads to...this? Apparently Nicole Kidman, along with a host of other well-known names, have bared some, or all, for the betterment of the theatre.
My question is why? These people become iconic studio puppets. Their work can be brilliant, but they are not fringe theatre actors, for crying out loud. It's just odd for someone who's well known to be doing something so 'artistic'. Why did they get into Hollywood films in the first place? Leave the nudity to blockbuster films, or the fringe actors.
Oh well, it will naturally thrill the Harry Potter fangirls to now have official nude pictures of the boy wizard. Its just so...wrong!
(Instert inevidable 'HP wand vs. DR wand' jokes here.)
http://www.thestar.com/NASApp/cs/ContentServer?pagename=thestar/Layout/Article_Type1&c=Article&cid=1154123417719&call_pageid=968332188492&col=968793972154&t=TS_Home
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