also, ira's coming!
thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you
p.s. since when all of a sudden did i become the NDS guru? because of me, two of my brothers want one (and my youngest brother bought one); Chi Linh, Hao and Cathy's brother are all getting R4s (Hao bought the DS Lite today); and i'm giving dealextreme.com plenty of business. maybe i should get into product marketing or sales
i am going through something big right now, something life altering... and having to go through all of this (while grabbing at every ounce of optimism i can get) is something very difficult for me. there is not one sound thing i can do to help my situation... it's almost nearly out of my hands and i'm clinging for dear dear life.
and for once, i am going to admit something that my foolish pride refused to all along.
i am really, really scared.
maybe it's because of my shorts, or because i feel obligated to be there for my best friend and her planning activities, or the fact that cathy would only go if i went (and that i want her to go out and enjoy life more often), or not wanting to see fish-face, or the thought of playing volleyball, or because i enjoy the thought of lying on a beach with the cooling lake rushing against the shore... i want to go to the beach.
besides, i'd rather see jerkface (if that meant seeing lover and lover's lover) than fish-face. does that make sense?
these little fuckers are coming out of no where and just attacking and multiplying and eating my flesh. okay nibbling, and it feels horrible whenever you get that feeling that an insect is on you but this time these tiny little moving black specks really are on me. of all the places, they have to attack my room and must apparently be coming from the alley.
i wish there was one big insect that i can just squeal and call my mommy to kill instead of having hundreds of micro mites dying on my window sill and having that fear of them falling off and onto my bed and crawling over my body. one of the reasons i won't get a good night's rest tonight. another one of them being the after effects of watching hostel II.
my back is aching from ira's inviting floor, and also from studying for a good five hours straight in the library. i never hated learning about a subject so passionately as i do with BDM but the exam itself was not bad.
they raised phone booth prices to 50 cents! that's freaking outrageous, i am going to go out and buy me a damn cellphone and tell no one my number. and talking about things being freaking outrageous, can greyhound put ONE measly stop for mississaugans so they don't get that sad lumpy feeling in their heart whenever we pass Heartland (and having the strong urge to jump out the window and walk across the highway).
heading to waterloo tonight, shannon's friend is giving me a ride (thank god, i was going to take the hellish bus) and i'm staying at ira's place. and when i went to the post office to mail off my assignments, the dude said it was too thick and i had to pay extra 40 cents, but i didn't bring any money on me so this really nice woman stepped up and paid for me. everyone's so nice!!!
so today at work our manager and the two other ppl who work there totally ditched us to go to the company bbq and i just ended up studying all day and playing DS and me and michele (other summer student) were doing a spelling bee (because she watched the national spelling bee too!) and i introduced her to my infamous movie game... which i pwned, obviously. my knowledge of movies and celebrities far surpasses that of any other knowledge i possess.
so i'm off, tata until tomorrow night because i'll have to bus my ass home and i'll probably be back by 9. please don't call.
i have THREE midterms, another one being next wednesday as well. can someone shoot me please?
i spent my entire night baking a disaster cake for nothing instead of finishing my assignment, by the time i was done i was emotionally exhausted because i thought to myself, when's the last time someone really went out of their way even when their schedule was pure madness to make me a cake on my birthday? (note: we made that cake together it doesn't count). i don't even want a stupid cake, and it's not anyone's fault for not being thoughtful and caring... i have this stupid idea that people would go out on the limb for me just because i would go out on the limb for them.
i'm not speaking about this particular case but from everyone in general: what hurts the most i guess is people always forget the kind gestures.
doing this is just not self satisfying anymore when people don't give a crap.
Work
- i'm trying too hard to stir office drama/gossip but there's nada
- the work i have to do is boring and i'm starting to miss Marilyn-Charis EQAO times (btw, is anyone going back?)
TV
- why do they have to cancel Studio 60? it's bittersweet watching Studio 60 because you know it's cancelled, but it's so good. WHY?!
- How I Met Your Mother is picked up for its third season!
- i spent all night watching the Spelling Bee competition with my mom
- a fabulous summer with So You Think You Can Dance
Movies
- Knocked Up, Hostel Part II, Resident Evil Extinction, The Dark Knight, Saw IV - must watch
