.: empty handshakes :.

3 years later...

2011-12-26T18:32:00.005-05:00

It's funny how I stumbled upon my old blog as I was on my old iMac...I started to read the last two posts I had written:
1. I babble a lot.
2. ...I babble a lot.

But it was kinda refreshing remembering how I used to write a lot. In the past 3 years, I haven't done much "blogumentation". (gross. did I just say that?)
Anyways, it's interesting that the second last post was about my "post-uni" life and how it was time to make some decisions about what I was going to do...then it ended with the question :

"I think Korea might be a good start...anyone agree?"

No one actually commented on my post (as per usual)...so no one ACTUALLY agreed. Nevertheless, I ended up in Korea, the following fall, and have been there for the last 3 years.

It's so crazy how time flies by. I've worked various jobs (teaching, photography, radio, events...), had an almost-3-year relationship (which ended a few months ago), took a Korean Language Program for a semester, been to Thailand, Cambodia, and Bali....met some AMAZING people along the way, learned how to be independent (sort of), and paid off some student loans.

Not too bad.

Although, I still don't really know what I'm going to be doing in the future (career wise)..but I guess we'll have to wait another 3 years for that update?

*no idea why half of this ended up a giant font...and I can't change it back.

A True Libran

2008-06-23T01:51:00.002-04:00

Decisions. I hate them. I hate making them.

I overanalyze everything.

I worry that I'll make the wrong decision.

I think of every possible outcome to each decision I make before I make it.

I want to be impulsive.

I want to be spontaneous.

But if I am, what if I regret it!?

I'm bringin' it BACK...all sexy like.

2008-06-09T22:27:00.005-04:00

I'm back bitches.

Since it's almost been a year, I guess this damn thing may need some renovation. Slowly but surely.

Most of my blogging occurred while attending university. Now that I've been out of university for a year now. I thought I'd bring it back with my whole new life - the post-uni life.

Sad enough, currently I live at home with the parental units. Could my life feel any more depressing?

A recap.

Decided that I was not ready to leave London as it had become my bubble from the 4 years a la Western. Was supposed to attend Fanshawe for a post grad program in Broadcast Television. Withdrew from the program mid-summer when I decided I was not ready for more school. Justified it with my yearning to travel and see the world (which was supposed to happen on my year off). Decided to work for Western's central admin. Got a contract position for 5 months hoping to get an extended contract. Didn't happen.

Staying in London for a 5th year only brought detriment to every aspect to my life. Apartment issues. Hated my job. Gained 8 pounds because of my job (office desk job with cookies and cake every morning...). Experienced true heartbreak. Was wrecklessly partying for the first time in my life (smart move for someone who doesn't have the luxury of living the student lifestyle anymore)...The contract not getting extended resulted in the last thing I ever thought I'd have to do in my entire life : move "home".

The quotation marks are there because New Liskeard is not a place I call HOME. I never grew up here. Never had to live here for more than a few months in the summer when school was out. Still don't know anyone here because I could frankly care less. SO, I pretty much live in solitary. I HATE IT HERE.

Anyway, I digress.

Long story short, my life has changed drastically. And to ways that I never thought it would. My friends, my relationship status, my home, my future plans, my entire life...has been flipped upside down.

Everything that was so concrete in my life has been shattered...so I am slowly trying to rebuild.

I think Korea might be a good start...anyone agree?

Shouldn't I be buying books?

2007-09-11T12:52:00.000-04:00

The summer is always a weird time. You get this whole routine going throughout the school year, and summer brings such a different dynamic with friends, work, even family. I suppose it's because everyone disperses to various locations all around the country (and sometimes, the globe). The distance between friends changes their usual relationship, even if it's only for the 4 months of summer.

When September rolls around and we reunite, for most cases, it's as if we didn't skip a beat. But what is going to happen when the 4 months of summer is not just 4 months anymore?? There will be no more returning to Western in September for me after this year (and this time, I didn't even return as a student!! ...). So what happens to all those friendships that survive because they have a crutch of reunion come September... will they just slowly diminish as the distance becomes more of a burden and we all go on separate paths?

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I feel odd. I watch everyone start their first week of classes, getting their bus passes and new agendas (with a screwed up September calendar), wait in endless lines, and buy their expensive books. That was me for the past 4 years, and now all of a sudden, I am on the other side of it all. The ADMIN side. The "dark" side. haha

So I am officially a working woman, doing the monday-friday 9-5 job with an occassional 12 hour day because of my part-time retail job that I simply can't give up (hello! 50% off shoes/handbags/accessories!...what girl could give that up?)

The "waking up early in the morning" thing is slowly becoming easier and I have been good at packing my lunch the night before so I get those few extra minutes of sleep - they're vital. Also, I do quite relish the fact that once I come home at 5, I don't have to stress about studying for an exam or writing a 20 page paper. My roommates on the other hand will be loving life while trying to do a thesis and other fun stuff.

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In other news, Manchu Wok is the devil. I know this everytime I get it, and yet I am always drawn in by their delicious smell of less than mediocre fast-food Chinese. There is not one time I have got it that I didn't immediately regret my decision. I had their one item bowl today for lunch at the UCC and this is how I feel.
A) They are way overpriced but that's old news.
B) I got the fried rice, and it was the blandest, driest, grossest thing I have ever put in my mouth (insert dirty minded joke here)
C) I got lemon chicken and after consuming most of it, I looked at a piece after taking a bite and realized it was PINK. Barf me. The idea of getting sick from undercooked chicken with still 9 hours of work ahead of me makes me want to cry. I can feel my stomach churning.

con'grad'ulations

2007-06-12T09:38:00.001-04:00

Don't you love how everyone thinks they are being cute when they write congratulations like "congradulations"?
I graduated officially yesterday. It was a weird thing...for one thing, I felt like I was in a Harry Potter movie. And surprisingly the ceremony wasn't as long and tiring of a process that I thought it would be.

You know what really gets me, renting the damn gowns and hood. Really Western, we haven't given you enough money that you have to make us PAY for our grad robes??....that's really thoughtful of you. Oh and don't forget your alumni pin cuz we'll be contacting you very shortly for donations. I heard someone actually said, "Congratulations, come back soon. We need the money". No thanks. I already have 20,000 in loans I have to pay. So can I be contacting you shortly for donations???

Anyways, my mom and grandma came down for it, even though my brother and dad were supposed to too. Nonetheless, I am really happy that I am getting along very well with my family. Maybe it's the whole growing up thing. Maybe somehow they were right, when you're older, you really do appreciate your family so much more.

So, here we are. We made it to graduation. Now what?

sick in june

2007-06-05T13:31:00.000-04:00

you know, it's always a weird thing to have a cold in the summer. it just doesn't seem right. a cold is supposed to occur in the winter time when things are cold, shitty, and gloomy. it shouldn't happen in june when it's beautiful outside and all i want to do is go for a run but i think if i do i'll lose a lung and collapse on the side of the road. it just doesn't seem right....to be sick in june.

lovin' lily allen

2007-06-05T10:43:00.000-04:00

When you look with your eyes
Everything seems nice
But if you look twice
you can see it's all lies

feelin' the Vibe

2007-06-01T14:28:00.000-04:00

So, I have decided to leave tonight after work to Barrie. I figure I'm usually up til 2 or 3am anyways so I might as well use that time to get me somewhere. If I had to get up at 6am, then I figure that would be even more dangerous for me to drive for 4 hours with probably very little to no sleep.

So around 10ish (i'm thinking) tonight, I will be on the open and dark road in my little Vibe. All I am praying for is no run-ins with big wildlife animals. This may sound funny but it is no joke up here on the roads of the North. It is a common occurrence that people die because of hitting moose while on the highway.

Someone once told me, a Country Doughnuts delivery guy hit a moose on the highway and because the moose has such long legs, when you hit them, they just topple inwards onto your windshield. Well, anyways, this story was told to me about this delivery guy and how the moose fell right into the windshield and the guy was in critical condition with glass in his eye and everything....it's a pretty scary thing.

I saw my first moose last weekend actually! I was heading to Sudbury with my mother and grandma and all of a sudden, my mom hit the brakes and grabbed my arm. Taken aback, I look up and there is a momma moose and 2 babies who have stopped dead in their tracks on the road ahead. The momma moose carefully inspected us and made sure that we had come to a complete stop and headed across the road leading her little babies. It was the cutest thing ever!!!

I would never want to hurt any of those creatures, let alone what it might do to me too in the process....thus, I pray for a safe trip tonight!

See you in London!!!

there's nothing worse than ruined plans

2007-05-30T12:12:00.000-04:00

well, i'm sure there are things worse than ruined plans but right now, i am not impressed.

anyone who knows me knows that when i am at home for an extended period of time, i count down the days for my return back to a life from the moment i get here.

this time, my countdown has now been thwarted. what should have been "2 more sleeps" is still "3 more sleeps" for yet another day.

i had all these plans for this weekend to meet up with old friends from barrie on friday/saturday, getting my hair done by an old high school friend, meeting up with a friend in toronto on sunday, and then heading back to london sunday evening after a day of vigorous sushi-eating and shopping with said toronto friend.

however, working for your family has its many (i repeat, many) downfalls. one of them being, they can pull the "only 2 days notice, but they really need you" card without having the opportunity to say 'no'...if it had been any other employer and they gave me 2 days notice and i had other plans, well, they're outta luck. however, because it's my family, i must come to the rescue and help. there is no other option.

thus, my plans for even more vigorous shopping on the friday has been cancelled (or i guess rather, post-poned) for an evening of pompous middle-aged people shouting orders at me even when they clearly know i am already in the middle of something. le sigh.

only upside...more cash for the copius amount of retail therapy planned to make up for lost time.

choking back tears

2007-05-29T01:00:00.000-04:00

there are moments in time where all you want to do is hold back the tears with all the strength you can muster.

to start the stream would be like opening up pandora's box. so, you tilt your head back hoping the tears would sink right back into your eyes... but they don't.

a single tear escapes you and falls before you have the chance to stop it. and you quickly wipe it away hoping that more won't follow.

you feel a huge lump in your throat as if, all of a sudden, you've swallowed something much too big.

you wave your hands frantically in front of your face thinking that it might blow away any impending tears.

you sniffle and wipe your eyes quickly on your sleeve...

...and then blame it on allergies.

But, pleaseeeeee?

2007-05-21T23:55:00.000-04:00

www.kijiji.ca is my new time waster. except most of the time it leaves me feeling really sad that i can't get a sweet little puppy like this Yorkipoo. although, i have been tempted to just get one anyways. but i'm sure the roommates wouldn't be too happy...and if i want to travel, it's not really fair to the puppy.

mike is the one that showed me this site so he is the one responsible for my puppy yearnings. and he is the one that has to be stern with me everytime i almost succumb to these adorable little creatures. i beg and plead but then am brought back to reality.

le sigh. i must just adore them from afar for now.

but one day, i WILL have my very own yorkie, or any cute adorable puppy....and mike can get his big husky (still very cute as pups)....it can be like the brains and the braun... :)

See The World

2007-05-15T23:25:00.000-04:00

It seems that everytime I am back in New Liskeard, with nothing to do, I remember that I have this blog that I have failed to keep updated during my oh-so-busy school year. A year or two ago, blogs were my go-to time waster. But Facebook has since replaced them, which is the reason for my lack of attention for my own blog.
But with the recent perusing of some of the (more updated) blogs I once checked regularly, I thought, even though probably nobody even reads my blog anymore, I'm going to update it anyways.

So, I am officially a Western Alum (as I've already received the Alumni magazine in the mail). They don't waste any time. It's definitely a weird feeling, I feel like 4 years just flew by. I don't think it's really sunk in yet that I won't be returning to campus come September...especially as I start thinking about future plans, it's hard to believe that it doesn't involve a soph team, O-week, midterms, bad diets, all nighters, and no exercise. As much as it is a scary thought, I'm really excited. I had plans to attend Fanshawe College come September for Broadcast TV News Post Grad program but as I thought about it more, I am just not ready for more school yet. I want to travel...and I feel as though this is my opportunity to. Thus, I have concluded (I think) that I will work full-time for a year in London, then possibly go to Korea to teach English the following year. A friend says, you make very good money and it's definitely worth the experience. Then after that, maybe a little time to just travel around Europe.

I think it'll be nice to be in the limbo before I get into the real world. Just to be free and travel and not be commited to a REAL job yet. I'm 21, still got a lot of time until I am ready for that. Although, the idea of a real job with a real salary and after a few years of paying off OSAP, a real disposable income, sounds delightful as well.

I'm starting to see that the end of my time at Western (as cliche as it is) is really just the beginning of my journey.

. empty rants .

2007-02-26T14:52:00.000-05:00

Once again I've let way too much time go by without posting a single word...

- I don't even think anyone reads this bloody thing anymore anyway

- My daily routine of internet perusing starts with checking Gmail, then Facebook...repeat. Nowhere in that circular routine is the blog on a priority list.

- Facebook has turned into a high school, and even at times, elementary school reunion which has it's goods and bads. I love when you get a friend request from an actual friend of yours from way back when and enjoy the reconnecting at a superficial level. However, it just makes me downright frustrated when people start adding you that really...you weren't friends with at all. But what do you do? Put them on the limited list. Then they can't creep on your profile but if they really want to be your friend, then hell why not. It's not like Facebook remotely MEANS anything. It's not like the person who has 600 friends ACTUALLY HAS 600 friends....

Speaking of which, I just checked how many "friends" I have on Facebook and that is a whoppin' 547. EW! Really? Like I said...It's not like I have 547 friends

2.0.0.7

2007-01-07T12:49:00.000-05:00

It's the 7th day in the year 2007.

I am currently sitting in my room with nothing to do.

My boyfriend's gone to work, and my roommate is still sleeping.

I have a sore throat and that really sucks.

I want to do something exciting but I don't know what.
I should probably clean my room, but that's not exciting, is it?

I want to go on a trip to somewhere hot.

Or maybe even Las Vegas again because I'm finally 21. The last time I went I was 18 and was ditched by my cousin to wander around the streets of Vegas by myself while she gambled away in the MGM casino.
I was whistled at and asked "how much I cost".
It was frightening but I took lots of cool photos.

My puppy has grown so much. I bought her a sweater the other day and sent it in the mail.
To defend my reasoning for buying her a sweater: she lives in the cold white north where there is a lot of snow and ice around. When she goes for a walk, she needs to protect her belly from the sharp ice that lies on the ground....and it's really cute. ha.

I was at work yesterday and two girls came in (which is common because I work at ALDO accessories). Anyhow, it was soon before I realized that one girl was carrying a chihuahua in a dog purse thing. Then I realized the other girl had a pink bag with dog bones on it, but I couldn't see a dog in it. I asked her if there was a puppy in there and she opens the bag a little bit and out pops the head of a 4 month chihuahua, literally the size of a beanie baby. It was so cute, but then I felt bad for the puppies right after I wooed and awed.

Christmas Marathon

2006-12-26T22:35:00.000-05:00

So I successfully completed two seasons of It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia. I spent all of Christmas day watching this hilarious show and completed the last few episodes today. Second season stars Danny Devito but the whole "gang" (cast), although I have never heard of them before, are actually really, really funny.

Watch it if you like Arrested Development, The Office...or the sort.
Highly recommended.

...and so it is...

2006-12-23T13:24:00.000-05:00

So, I'm back after a very long hiatus. For a whole semester, I have avoided this thing like the plague. There are a few reasons as to why.
1) Felt a lack of desire to write
2) Was pretty busy with school and work
3) Would rather have spent my spare time hanging out with my boyfriend and roomies
and
4) This...self-explanatory. (Chris, my chingoo for life hehe)...I suppose those racist comments made me a little bitter and deterred me from my blog. But why should some "anonymous" prick, who has no balls, get the best of me?

So here we are now, I am home up north for the Christmas holidays and felt that it was time to revisit this thing again.

Here is a little bit of me from this past semester.

- O-week came and went.

- I turned 21. Yippee.

- My boyfriend and I celebrated our glorious "year and a half" celebration. <3>

- I started a new job at ALDO accessories in White Oaks Mall.

- And any free time I had was spent catching up on school work, watching Deal or No Deal, or catching up on LOST/Desperate Housewives, or just dickin' around the apartment with my family (Mike and Aras included). ha.

p.s. - my puppy has grown so much! (photos to come soon)

So, needless to say, you haven't missed out on much.

Right now, I am happy and sad simultaneously.
It's Christmas time. So who wouldn't be happy right? All the shopping and gifts and fun times with family and friends. But then you think about those family members and friends that you haven't seen in a while. Maybe those who have drifted apart from you over time. For some reason, this time of year is when it really hits you. Maybe it's the whole, looking back on the year and reminiscing and making "new year's resolutions". Anyways, I can't help but think about those people and wish things were different, like they used to be. I know things won't change on its own, but sometimes you just don't even know where to start to rebuild an old relationship.
Sometimes, it will catch you off guard. Maybe an email from an old relative will make you realize just how much you missed them and how much you want to work at making them a part of your life again. Maybe some really big, exciting news from an old friend will make you realize just how little you know about what's been going on in their lives these past years. But I guess that's life. People come and go. People fade and grow. One relationship will get stronger, while another just starts to die...that's why I'm happy and sad simultaneously.

But I can't be more thankful for the things that I do have. My boyfriend is one of the strongest constants in my life. Someone I know I can count on for anything and everything. My family is always there for me. My roommates and friends are the best I could ask for. But a part of me still feels sad when I think about my past close relationships.

For some, I can try and rebuild those relationships. But for others, I'm just going to have to settle for thinking about the great times in the past and move on....

Anyways, to anyone and everyone reading (if you actually still check this thing)... HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!! :)

It's that time of year again...

2006-08-30T10:56:00.000-04:00

O-WEEK!

This is it. The last O-week for me. Kind of makes me feel old....
last O-week = last year at university = old.

I feel old only because I'm graduating university and now I have the pressure to feel like an adult and figure out what I'm doing with my life. But I'm only 20!! I'm still sooo young, why do I feel old?

Anyways, I have the 4th year blues. Hopefully they will go away soon...

the year hasn't even started!! what the...ugh. give it up syl.

Making up for Lost Blog Time

2006-08-20T21:45:00.000-04:00

I found love. $1,800. Paloma's Tenderness Heart Ring.

And I found love again. $6,650. Fancy Shape Rings - Pear Side Stones Engagement Ring.

Hey, A girl can dream.

A little Youtube Happy.

2006-08-20T21:42:00.000-04:00

I Need to See this Motha Fuckin' Film.

Since I'm in New Liskeard, I have yet to see Snakes on a Plane. I think I'm the only person left on this planet who hasn't seen it yet. In the meanwhile, I can just watch movie-raps like this, I suppose.

2006-08-19T23:50:00.000-04:00

Beyonce at it again.

First there was 'Deja Vu' and her Shakira wanna-be spasms.

Now This? Can you say 'crazy lady'?

If the world hands you lemons, make lemonade.

2006-08-18T14:58:00.000-04:00

As September is fast approaching and the last year of my undergraduate career is about to begin, I can't help but seem nervous and scared about what the next year will hold. I'm 20 years old, and I will be 21 when I am done and graduated from university. That seems like such a young age. Way too young to be deciding what to do next. I think that students my age are under so much pressure to decide what they are going to do with their lives wayyyy too young. When I was freaking out about the possibilities of what to do when I'm done school next year, a friend said to me..."You are a baby still...stop freaking out, you have tons of time to decide what you want to do". Then I realized that in hindsight, I do. But when it comes to parents, for example, they want to know what your next step is going to be and they want to know now.

Now I've decided...I'm not going to freak out anymore. I still have one more year that I need to get through and I want to enjoy every minute of it. Who knows where I'll be this time next year (maybe Korea, maybe preparing for college, who knows). But for right now. I don't really care.

Summer Nights = Marathons of SFU

2006-06-27T12:45:00.000-04:00

What do you do on a beautiful day?

Stay inside all day for a marathon of Six Feet Under...

It's Time!!

2006-06-01T22:02:00.000-04:00

I'm coming back, London!!
It's been a hard month away, but in only 2 more sleeps, I get to return to my beautiful home.

While everyone has started the patio season without me, I have been here in misery and pain after getting my wisdom teeth pulled out. Today is the first day I feel like a human being again. Before I was this horrible pile of hurt. Anyways, now it is possible to tell you all about it.

Let me just tell you...Getting my wisdom teeth out was the worst experience of my life.

To start, my mom took me to this Korean dentist in Toronto because he had taken one of her wisdom teeth out YEARS ago and said that he did a great job without any pain etc.

So, I go there. I ask to be put under because the thought of the cutting and the pulling just did NOT appeal to me. However, this dentist says that he doesn't do that. WHAT! are you kidding me??? Well, we drove 6 hours to do this so we can't just turn back. So I had to face the pain and just get it all over with.

The freezing process was by far the worst pain ever. It felt like a jackhammer repeatedly stabbing my gums. And he was not gentle AT ALL!!!
Then came the whole prodding at my impacted teeth, and the drilling sounds and the horrible pressure of yanking at the tooth...

Then when it was allllll over, the only thing he prescribes me is Tylenol 2!!! WHAT! I'm in a serious load of pain and that's ALL you are giving me? What happened to Percasets (spelling?) and Tylenol 3s that I hear people getting after their wisdom teeth extractions!? Huh!?

Anyways, I was lucky enough not to have bruising but I did swell up, and I'm still unable to eat solid foods.

After this, I will not want any soup for a looooooooooong time.

I want expensive things.

2006-05-17T21:05:00.000-04:00

One day I want to be able to buy whatever I want!!

Apparently, I have a shopping problem. Some may not be able to justify spending $375 on jeans, but I can. Call me crazy but I think it's worth it. I had a little debate today on the topic of spending that much money for a pair of jeans with the boy. I have tried to spend less than 100 bucks on jeans and my closet just starts to pile up with jeans I never wear. However, the jeans that I have bought that are "more expensive" are the ones that I love. By "more expensive" I mean over $100 bucks (parasuco, silver etc.), I'm not at the $400 jean spending yet. But I'm thinking that if I start working 2 jobs this summer, I will be able to buy some nice R&R's soon from Double Down.

Maybe I should lose some weight, tone up and become a runway super model? hahaha . yeah . right ....

Another MTV Addiction

2006-05-09T20:24:00.000-04:00

Ahhh! Make it stop, the MTV reality TV shows are coming to consume my life. Well, I guess reality shows in general.

For my Reality Television course this past semester, we had to choose a show to watch religiously. She said to either pick a show that you love, or pick a show that you hate, so that you would have lots to talk about. So, I thought, well everyone is going to do The Bachelor, and ANTM, so I chose Laguna Beach. I had never seen an episode before and just went online and downloaded the whole second season. My first thought was that I was going to hate every minute of watching this show. And at first, I was right. Then something happened. I became addicted to it!! I watched like 7 episodes in one sitting and would re-watch episodes with my roommate while eating dinner. It was sad, it had consumed me. But I guess it was well worth all that hard work in the end, as I had to write a 12 page paper on it. So technically speaking, watching Laguna Beach was just my homework. WEEEE!!! Only in MIT would that happen.

So now, as I am at home with nothing to do, I decided to download 8th & Ocean. Another MTV reality classic. I watched 3 episodes straight last night and am seriously excited to watch more. It's about models who live in an apartment together, the girls have their own, and the guys have their own. They have to get modelling jobs in order to pay for their apartment. And there are twins!

This is what my life has become here, at home...wow.

But in other news,
MY NEW PUPPY!! Her name is Patty. Born on St Patricks Day. Wanted to name her Clover but my g-ma couldn't say it properly.

Goodbye Elder MIT-ers..or rather: See You Later!

2006-05-05T22:45:00.000-04:00

The year's end.
Ends with tears for some. Jumps of joy for others. And apathy for a select few.

We celebrated the year's end with drinks, hugs, and streamers...oh and balloon popping.

Bear-y Sweet

2006-05-04T23:02:00.000-04:00

So, a bear walks into an IGA and eats a lot of cakes...and leaves.

Story here.

Hell is Home

2006-05-02T21:29:00.000-04:00

It's only been a day since my return home and I already cannot stand it.

My welcome was less than well, welcoming.
Already well into Round One with the parental.
And, realized that I still have almost a month left in this place called "home"

I came home to a lot of new things though.
New garage built with a room attached
New fish tank with the cutest goldfish (which I've named Nemo, cuz it looks like him and he spazzes out a lot)
And SOON, the newest part of this visit home will be arriving Sunday, a new puppy (which I've named Clover cuz he was born on March 17th)

At least Clover will keep me entertained for a while.

Depression Level: Mild.
T-?? days...

Re-Organizing My Life and Packing it into Tiny Boxes

2006-04-22T11:02:00.001-04:00

Moving to the new apartment tomorrow.

Filtering out the unnecessary crap that I've kept over the years.

A lot of clothes to give away.
Only 1 more exam to go.

Beautiful weather.

New & Better Internet Browser, Firefox.

Smartfood at 1 in the morning.

Asian kids doing the OK GO "A Million Ways" dance to the T. click here

Hearing about "Snakes on a Plane" from my Roomie, Chris = hilarious.

I'm content right now.

A Liberating Feeling

2006-03-27T19:58:00.000-05:00

So I've been meaning to post this for a few days, but my laziness has prevented me from doing so.

Saturday night, we went to Ceeps for an fun night out to celebrate Greg's last night in London. We were all having a lovely time before a run-in happened with what looked like 15 year old girls.

I was walking through the wooden patio section of Ceeps with a full drink in tow and Mel following behind. As I was walking past these girls (that looked way too young to be there), the one girl's arm started flailing around, which apparently was her attempt at dancing. Her arm started flailing though just in time to whack my own drink down my own shirt. You know, things like this happen at bars all the time. It's not a big deal, the only thing I expect in such situation is an apology.

With a "what do you want" look on her face, I patiently wait for an apology. Her 12 year old friend then pipes up and says "Ohhh, hunnie. You'll be fine".

Excuse me? Did you just patronize me after my OWN drink was knocked down MY shirt??
I don't think so. So I say, "Well, hunnie. If I poured what's left of my drink down your shirt, are you going to tell me that you're fine?"

Then of course, a chotch of a guy that was standing behind them (a boyfriend, or possibly a babysitter) started to mock me mocking her.

That must have been the last straw for me, because well...Now I can proudly say that I have thrown a drink in some asshole's face. That's right. I did it. I went there. And it was the most liberating feeling ever.

So next time some idiots are trying to get all snarky on you at the bar? Oopsy, just dump on drink on them.
I know it was worth the $5 dollars that it cost me.

P is for Portman

2006-03-18T19:14:00.000-05:00

P is for Pussy.
Go watch : here

Attn: Student Ghetto

2006-03-08T22:12:00.000-05:00

JUST SAY NO.

For those of you who take a regular snack break over to Macs convenience store on the corner of Broughdale and Richmond St. should be warned.
The gentleman tending the store has a tendency to overcharge or short change customers. From personal experience, I may say that this has occurred many of times. When it happens once or twice, fine; I’ll let it slide. I mean 50 cents here or there, isn’t that much. But it does add up.
Let me tell you about this evening’s incident at this dear convenience store in the student ghetto.
As a break from our movie-thon, Mel and I felt that we needed a snack before watching Tom Cruise and Val Kilmer fight it out like bitches. So we headed down to the store for some chips and ice cream. The selection of Haagen Daz seemed extremely plentiful this evening, so I decided that I must indulge. I grab a tub of Caramel Cone Explosion and check to see the price (which is displayed on the freezer door). $6.29 it says. I grab that delicious tub of caramel goodness with a banana popsicle and some wafer cookies for later (yes, I’m a fatty – stop passing judgment), and head for the counter. Now, having been fooled by this man before, I decided to keep an eye on that price display as the items were scanned. The tub of deliciousness was scanned as $6.49. Alright, 20 cent different – who cares right? Well, I probably wouldn’t have either, if this guy wasn’t such a prick.

I ask, “Sorry, how much was that?”
He says, “$6.49”
I say, “Oh, over there it says that it’s $6.29”
He says, “Where?” (with a very snarky attitude tone of voice)
“On the freezer door there” I say.
“Well,” he says, “I changed the price right now…today”
“Excuse me?...What?!” I say.
Without even asking if I still wanted it or not, he proceeds to grab the tub of ice cream and take it off the counter while saying, “You don’t want it, FINE!”
“Whoa, Umm Okay. I don’t want it then.” I say. (WHAT THE SHIT?!)
Then I say, admittingly with a lot of attitude, “If you’re going to ‘raise the price today’, you might want to change that price over there”

Seriously though, who gave you the right to be such a fucking prick to your customers? We are giving you business. Heeeelllloooo!!! You aren’t the only convenience store on the block!!! Newsflash, just because we’re students, does not make it alright for you to take your menstrual mood swings out on us or try to swindle extra couple of cents off of every purchase thinking that we don’t know how to add. Unfortunately for you, we have all passed 1st grade.

Future notice for anyone looking for a delicious treat during a break from studying, or looking to fulfill any sweet tooth cravings, head over to Miles Mart for better customer service and the same magnificent snacks ready to be consumed. It’s only a couple steps away and totally worth the trip if it means not having to put up with a bitter middle-aged man with pickles stuck up his rear.

Blogger Self-Reflection

2006-03-04T23:49:00.000-05:00

Alright, so I was never a great blogger. But in my boredom, I went to my previous blog and read over some of my past posts. Conclusion? I used to be a lot more entertaining back then. Well at least I thought so, re-reading some of the posts.

Take for example my random post relating Johnny Depp to Sesame Snaps???
I mean, I actually entertained people with that post.
Don't believe me? Here's a testimonial:

Posted by Mel @ 06/26/2005 07:19 PM PDT
Hi Sylvia. I just laughed so hard I cried at this post of yours. You are nothing but pure entertainment especially when I read the post out loud. I hope more people out there than just me read your posts out loud because they know how enjoyable it is.

What happened!? I mean, I think this blog is mediocre at best. I'm not that entertaining. I've been lacking with posts. There aren't as many pics as I used to put up. I don't tell stories. I don't tell jokes. I'm pretty much a dull blogger.

That might be why my blog doesn't get many comments, huh.

I'll try my best to be a little more entertaining from here on.

Exit Ghetto; Enter Downtown

2006-03-03T20:39:00.000-05:00

I've had it. No more student ghetto for me.
This girl is heading downtown to 675 next year with two of my girls.
Best part of it all will be the Ikea, Pier 1 etc. etc. shopping to decorate our sexy new pad!
And of course the fact that we never have to cab it to a bar again!

Amazing.

Grant's Law

2006-02-09T15:12:00.000-05:00

....Grant as in Hugh Grant...

Grant's Law states : Guys will never be satisfied with what they've got.

- Love Monkey

My Domo Kun Obsesh

2006-02-06T20:25:00.000-05:00

Black & Bling'd

2006-01-30T14:49:00.000-05:00

It's gonna be a loooong and hard ride.

2006-01-13T12:23:00.000-05:00

So as the first week of school got underway, I realize that doing this for the next 4 months is probably going to get the best of me. I'm in Week 1 and I already feel run down and stressed about the amount of stuff on my plate.

I know, everyone else has shit to worry about too, so what gives me the right to complain. And I'm not complaining (alright maybe just a little), but the courses I have this term are just freaking me out!!!

In the big picture, the courses that I do have (minus 301 -research methods, which is mandatory) are amazing and seem so interesting. Who can really complain about taking courses on Reality TV, Killer Culture, Video Production, and Theories of Photography right? Well, after taking Vampires last semester and everyone saying "what!? you're taking a vampires course, what a joke!" (buzzer) WRONG, hardest class ever. And even though Reality TV, Killer Culture, Video Production and Photography might sound like a joke...I kid you not, this will probably be one of my toughest terms EVER!! The work load is just ridiculous....and I start at 9:30 3 days a week and 10:30 2 days a week...and you might mock me right now and pretend to hand me a tissue but for THIS girl, that's a big deal. I'm the least morning person you will ever meet!! This semester will be the end of me. AHHH!! [end of complaint]
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Next Friday is Broken Social Scene at the Kool Haus which I'm so excited for! Spending the whole weekend in Toronto will be super fun! And for once, I'm taking the train cuz the car is no longer in my possession! :( But it'll be fun! weeee!!!

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And seriously, how nice is the weather lately.

Weee New Years

2005-12-29T19:09:00.000-05:00

So this is the new year

And I have no resolutions

For self assigned penance

For problems with easy solutions

Yes, it's that time again. A New Year is almost here. Everybody is going to make those resolutions that they just won't keep. And the gyms will rack in a pretty penny while most will start memberships at their local gym as a new year resolution to be healthy and stay fit. I'll be honest, I've been just as guilty as the last with not keeping resolutions. So this year, I'm not making any. I shouldn't need a new year for me to want an excuse to change some part of myself or my life. If I want to lose weight or be more organized then isn't any day of the year a good time to start?

Shouldn't the days before an exam be spent studying??

2005-12-19T15:31:00.000-05:00

Friday --- 4 Days till exam

Had lunch with Julia! She's leaving soon for New Zealand
:(
and
mmm. even knowing that Saturday evening and all of Sunday will not be spent studying psychedelic drugs...my lack of self-discipline allowed myself to be found at the Ceeps.

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Saturday --- 3 days till exam

Yes, Mel and I made shirts for the Sens vs. Leafs game on Saturday; which we wore to JACK's to watch the game! with a couple of our friends...had some delicious wings, beers, nachos....mmm.

Even with intentions of going home to study after the sad sad loss of the Leafs against the Sens...we continued to drink...and it was 1am before I found myself at home. Boo...the studying of Death as an altered state of consciousness was not about to happen that night

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Sunday --- 2 days till Exam

Spent the whole day with Michael for the 6 m-er! Brunch at Symposium, watched Just Friends, which was actually really entertaining. Anna Faris is hilarious in it and at times, if you freeze-framed the movie, she looks IDENTICAL to Britney Spears. Her song "forgiveness" is so annoyingly catchy...to listen go here. and the line of the movie is when she is in the recording studio and she is screaming at the producers that she wants to have her guitar in the track...."I need it to be REAL, I want to transcend!" hahahaha

Later, we went to dinner at Garlics and mmm it was so good!! I recommend it to anyone looking for a good place to eat. They played Gomez, had nice art, was a nice place for people-watching...or for people watching you...(sometimes a little creepy), and of course, the deliciousness.

Then to cap it off, we did Christmas! and watched the most perfect Christmas movie! Love Actually. mmm perfect day!

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Monday --- 1 day till exam...

me...struggling...to...study....ahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Doll Size Coffin

2005-12-15T22:03:00.000-05:00

I forgot to post pictures of my pretty little coffin that was for my murder project in MIT 234!!

Well, all thanks to Mike, it turned out amazingly!!!
Boyfriends are always so handy when it comes to the hammering of wood!!

Anyways, here it is...isn't it beautiful?
Just be happy it wasn't a YOU size coffin!! mwahaha

New Word, New Toy, New YEAR???

2005-12-15T21:27:00.000-05:00

blogorrhea (noun) : pathologically excessive (and often incoherent) blogging.

Now added to Merriam-Webster Dictionary...well their OPEN dictionary.

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The newest addition to Sylvia's technological toys. A black 30 gig iPod! I have officially joined the iPod nation...well, on December 25th, when I can actually have it!!!

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And only 15 days until the countdown to the Year 2006.... :
Wasn't the "end of the world" supposed to be like 6 years ago??

time just keeps on tickin'...

Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Happy Holidays etc etc!

So about that delicious Twix craving...

2005-12-08T21:41:00.000-05:00

damnit, why did you have to go and do that...

I googled Twix in images to find a picture to put on the below post...
this is what came up.

Was it necessary to ruin the best chocolate bar ever?

Ida. B (in) Hell.

2005-12-08T21:14:00.000-05:00

I'm in the middle of writing an essay on George Seldes and Ida B. Wells and I've hit a wall.
This isn't anything new. I suck at writing essays.
When it comes time to write them, I get all annoyed and brain cramped. I'm just not good at them. I would much rather study for a 50% psych exam.....coming soon. (eek).

What program am I in? Oh, yeah...MIT. Don't they write a lot of essays? YES. and as much as I'd like to think that this is where I should be, sometimes I wonder... I've never really done well on them, so why am I in a faculty that writes so many goddamn essays. Maybe I should be in science. Become a doctor or something...study the organs and limbs and stuff. ugh.

The more and more I think about it, sometimes I think I should have just gone to college and done hands-on stuff. That's the stuff that really interests me anyways.
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Ok, so I'm sure most people have seen the most amazing christmas lights video ever. If you have not go here. Anyways, my roommate showed me a while ago and I was like..."oooohh...aahhh..." fireworks styles. Anyways, we both assumed that it was done using stop motion animation. APPPPARENTLY. this guy is an electrical engineer and he spent 2 months timing all the lights in sequence to go along with the song "Wizard in Winter" from the Lost Christmas Eve album. So when drivers drive by his house, there are signs indicting a local low-power FM station that plays this song in sync with the lighting display. To read more about it, go here.

His electricity bill must be off the wall.........

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mmmm I want a frozen twix. yes, yes i do. delicious.

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I saw Christina today for the first time in like 3 weeks and she asked me an interesting question.
"What are you doing next year for living?" Which led to her telling me the reason WHY she was asking............[blank]
I guess the thought of some of my friends potentially leaving Western next year sucks. But then again, a lot of my friends ARE leaving...the ones who are graduating. It just didn't occur to me that those friends that are going into 3rd year (my frosh) might consider leaving me too. :(
Don't leaaaaaaave me.

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Vanity Apparel...my new favourite naked.

2005-11-30T22:43:00.000-05:00

And it has begun!

2005-11-30T21:45:00.000-05:00

Oh Christmas Season, how you want to rob my bank account.

Today, I went on an attempt to buy Christmas presents today with Mel and Jodi. Pretty unsuccessful. What I need to do is write out a list of who I need to buy for. That's my problem. I just need to be more organized than maybe inspiration will hit me when deciding what to buy for people.

There's always those people that you have trouble buying for because there's a WHOLE bunch of options. You know that person SO well that you can think of a MILLION things to get them. Now, it's just a matter of deciding what is worthy of being the amazing Christmas present.

Then there are those people who you are good friends with but still would have no idea what to get them because a) they either own EVERYTHING...or b) they are picky and don't like anything...or c) i don't know, they are just plain and simple HARD to buy for.

So either way, it's a tough call...Christmas shopping is like trying to find a perfect dress. Stressful and more likely than not, unsuccessful.

So there you have it, Christmas shopping mission #1 --- Unsuccessful.

The mission continues...

It's a Mexicano Fiesta!

2005-11-21T20:49:00.000-05:00

This past Saturday, we celebrated the births of Matt Bacon and Jen Boucher, mexican style.
I gotta say, I rock a mean stache.

Melissa Lyon and myself heading over to the crazy fiesta...where we ordered a delicious pizza...although, as my roommate said, we probably should have gone to Taco Bell.

Alex McGomez - things are getting a little out of hand

The birthday girl!

That's one sexy asian mexican...and one sexy ship with a stache.

Yo Quiero Otra Fiesta Mexicano! ---- uhh, that's me trying to say (I want another mexican party!)

I Like Photoshoots

2005-11-19T21:05:00.000-05:00

Oh My Technology!

2005-11-15T22:21:00.000-05:00

I got a new celly! It's about time too! Damn Bell and their shitty contracts and their shitty cell phones that don't last the duration of a contract!!!
Now I am a Fido subscriber. YAY! And my amazing brother bought me the new Motorola Razr V3. and it's amazing!!!

Current ring tone is : Madonna - Hung up. (might change frequently - open to suggestions!)

I just spent like 4 hours playing around and trying to figure out the celly. Video with audio! Now, that's crazy.

Best of all - I don't have to talk on my cell like THIS anymore .....

Go Moto!

Temiskaming Shores (formerly known as New Liskeard)

2005-11-14T22:15:00.000-05:00

That kick is for pushing me off the unstable milking stool that I foolishly tried to stand on. Needless to say, I have a nicely bruised thigh...and even more bruised dignity.

Fuck you cow.

Shopping analogy

2005-11-07T17:57:00.000-05:00

Checking your exam answers after writing is a bad idea.

Especially when you find out that the answers you initially put down, but changed after second-guessing yourself, were the ones that were correct.

The feeling of frustration that overcomes you is much like this:

You see an amazing jacket in a store. The kind of jacket that you've been looking for for awhile. You know it's the one that you want. You think about it though and say maybe I'll wait. You go back the next day and find out it's gone. Well, tough shit - it's too late now.

shit, im an idiot! I should have friggen just bought it when I saw it...

exactly.

Moral of the story: Go with your first instinct

note to self: bring camera everywhere

2005-11-06T16:06:00.000-05:00

Last night I went to see the Trews at the Wave. And I'll admit, I haven't really gotten into them that much before seeing them so when we were all heading out the door, I asked myself "Should I bring my camera?" Me being all lazy decided that I didn't wanna bother having to carry it around so I decided against it.

My mistake.

I should always remember to take my camera to a show. Holy shit, the Trews were incredible. Would have made for some kickass pictures.

But unfortunately, instead of looking at some pictures, you will just have to read this really boring blurb.

cleaning is rejuvenating

2005-11-02T23:21:00.000-05:00

I spent my whole evening cleaning my room. And I mean, re-organizing everything. Taking all my clothes out of drawers, cleaning out my closet, changing all the pictures, kind of re-organizing. And it was damn refreshing.

Throughout this process, I learned something about myself. I have trouble letting go. I mean, I have so much shit that I don't know what to do with it, but the thought of getting rid of it just makes me sad. You know that whole "maybe i'll wear it one day" complex. Yeah, I have it bad. I also have the "I love shoppign for new clothes" issue as well. Which leads to a friggen large wardrobe and little space to put all of it.

But anyways, I think reorganizing your room is much like going for a swim in a lake. Think about it.

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Halloween spirit missing this year

2005-10-31T19:31:00.000-05:00

You know, I spent my halloween weekend not wanting to do much of anything. Just about everyone I knew was at multiple Halloween celebrations throughout the weekend. Nonetheless, I was perfectly content staying at home in the comforts of 133 watching movies and multiple episodes of Lost (season 1) while basking in the glory of an extra hour spent doing much of the same.

I guess I just didn't have the spirit I did last year. I guess nothing beats Super Minnie Mouse.

Well, maybe Hurricane Katrina...now THAT's an extremely hilarious yet inappropriate costume [ luv you alex ;) ]

Fall

2005-10-26T15:50:00.000-04:00

shalloween

2005-10-25T13:15:00.000-04:00

Halloween is fast and approaching. Still with no costume to wear. I went to look for costumes the other day with Mel and I think every costume was a "sexy [insert costume here]".

Just another day to have a reason to dress like a hoe. Don't get me wrong, I'm not being an inane feminist and I do like Halloween. I'm just bitter because I can't think of a costume and I woke up sick today, which takes the fun out of a lot of things.

So with that said, any costume ideas pour moi?

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A Tribute

2005-10-21T19:54:00.000-04:00

Jenn Campbell.

Infamous for her drunken episodes. Last night, we experienced episode 5. A random Thursday evening, dedicated originally to studying at Williams, led to HANGING OUT at Williams then returning to the girls' house. At about 1 am, we decided it was time to have some drinks while Christina and Jen watched and basked in the entertainment that was us. After drinking some wine, Jenn was not yet satisfied so she decided we needed to consume Mudslides of an assortment of flavours. Now, we did get quite intoxicated. But not as much as this night....

The first night that Jenn and I officially bonded came with many, many memories. Episode #1 was the beginning of T.T. and V.V.
So, in honour of Episode #5? Here's to many more episodes to come.

Who is Eligio?

2005-10-18T22:53:00.000-04:00

Last night at around 1 am, I get a call on my cell phone.

Unknown name, restricted number

Thinking it's my mom, I answer the phone.

A lady with a thick Italian accent says, "Hi, is your husband home?"

"Uhm, no.", I say "I don't have a husband. I think you have the wrong number."

A hestitant Italian woman says, "uhm, no. This is the number I have from some man who call."

"Well, I'm sorry I'm not even old enough to be married, you have the wrong number."

And so the phone call ends.
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Mike and I continue to watch an already intense episode of Lost and the cell rings again.

905-___-_____

Well, it's not that Italian woman again. So, I answer my cell.

A man with a thick Italian accent says, "Hi who this is?"

"Uhm, you called ME...who is this???"

He says, " you left a message on my machine, what is your name?"

"If I left a message on your machine, I would have left my name, no?...you obviously have the wrong number. I didn't leave any message on your machine, I don't even know who you are."

"Do you speak Italian?"

"No, I don't speak Italian" (WHAT THE FUCK?! is going on in my head.)

"What city do you live in?"

I say, "I really don't feel comfortable telling you this information. You obviously have the wrong number so I'm going to go now."

"I will find out who you are" he says. aaaaaaand. that is when I hang up on creepy Italiano man.

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next morning.

I wake up with a voicemail on my cell phone. I check it and I freak out some more when it's a message from the Italian stalker.

"Hi, SYLVIA" (he says, obviously finding out my name from my greeting message)

"My name is (?) Horatio, Eleechio (?)" [sounds like something like that]

then he proceeds to give me his phone number and asks me to call him back. He provides 2 numbers. One 416 number, and another 1-800 number to call him "collect"

Seriously though....what the fuck?! Who the fuck is this guy and why is he harassing me!!!

So all day this has been freaking me out. After telling this story to many people, my frosh Adam suggests that I type in the phone number in google.

The Result:
ITAL FLORIST in Etobicoke.

www.italflorist.com >> they even have a website. After a little more research, I find out his name is Eligio Paris and he is the "president" of the Flower shop.

Seriously, why are you calling me?!

a) I never ordered flowers from you
b) Why would you call a potential client at 1 in the morning
c) I do NOT want flowers from you
d) FUCK OFF already!!

If he calls back again, it's go-time. I just hope he doesn't send his mafia after me or something. AGH!

At least I know who the man is, but who was that mysterious woman?

Different Names for the Same Things

2005-10-17T18:39:00.000-04:00

So, another birthday has come and gone. I am officially TWENTY.

The MIT Girls

The Third Wheel.

Oh no, it's starting...

There it is...we dun' it again.

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The next morning, I got up with a pretty rough hangover and slowly made progress to get ready for my weekend in Toronto. We headed down with the nausea kicking in at full force, and arrived a decent hour and picked Sofia up. We waited for a street car for like a million years in pretty cold, windy weather and headed downtown for dinner. We had dinner at a place called "Spring Rolls". It was actually the most delicious food ever and they had a mini shark in a tank!! It was incredible. Not to mention, our server was like the butler from Mr.Deeds. He would disappear and then the next thing you knew, he was standing right next to you.

Then off to the Kool Haus for the Death Cab concert.

The opening act was The Youth Group, whom I had never heard of before that night. A quaint little Australian group they were. Worth further investigation.

Then, Death Cab came out with Marching Bands of Manhattan. They gave a pretty kickass and very consistent performance the whole show. Ben and the bassist, Nick Harmer, were rocking out the entire show which ended up with a very sweaty couple. We're talking - looks like they just went swimming - sweat through the shirt. Then on the opposing end, the drummer (Jason McGerr) and my new love, Chris Walla (see pic) were chillin' through the whole show. The drummer almost looked bored.
Ben's sweet voice was so perfect. It was actually astonishing how effortlessly they performed but still blew everyone away.

The crowd was quite diverse as well. You know, you got the typical emo kids. Then you had the "typcial Western girl", you could even toss in some ginos in there too...(yeah, it was an odd mix).
What pissed me off about the show was the lack of concert etiquette some people showed. For example, do not push your way through a crowd pretending your "friends"are up there...then proceed to STOP right in front of me. Seriously, keep moving. And just because Seth Cohen likes them isn't a reason to express your undying love for Death Cab and shed some tears as if their music has touched your very soul.
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After the show, we went to go catch a street car by Queen St. As we were walking, a homeless guy stopped us and asked us for some change. When we told him that we didn't have any change and that we were actually going to get some change ourselves, he told us to go to the Scotia Bank across the street and pull out some money for him. "That isn't our bank" We said as we kept walking. Then lucky for us, he stopped to hassle some other people on the street and we got away from him. A few blocks later, we get to a Tim Horton's and since I needed change for a 10 to take the street car, I decided to get a bottle of water. Inside Timmy's there was another homeless man, an older one. He then asked me to help him and give him some change. I told him I didn't have any and he said he would wait and sat down. I went to buy a bottle of water then I got change for the 10. Then I realized he was standing right behind me saying, "there now you have change, can you give it to me". But then all of a sudden, the homeless guy from a few blocks back was standing behind me as well saying that he had seen me first. I felt like I was prey for hungry vultures. As both of them argue over who is going to feed on me, I looked at the Timmy's cashier for help. Then a pretty ghetto, looking guy in a velour suit walks into Timmy's and threatens them to leave me alone. THANK GOD. They finally leave and go outside. But, I was way too scared to go outside at this point. So the nice ghetto dude offered to walk out with us, if we just wait a minute while he got a donut. Thankfully, they were not outside waiting to pounce on me.

Moral of the story: Don't wander around downtown Toronto at 1 in the morning.

Here we go again.

2005-10-12T21:33:00.000-04:00

It's almost that time again. MY BIRTHDAY (T-3 days). This Friday we'll be celebrating the turning of my twentieth birthday, a day early actually - as I will be going to see Death Cab for Cutie on Saturday night (my actual birthday) @ the Kool Haus.

My birthday celebrated throughout my time here at Western has contrasted as such.

My 1st Year - I celebrated my birthday being sick and studying for my MIT 025 midterm the next morning. It wasn't what you'd call the most fun birthday. But hey, shit happens.
My 2nd Year - Let's just say, I'm not too sure if I even remember celebrating my birthday.

My 3rd Year - What's it gonna be?

If it's anything like last year, it could potentially be a very painful, bruising (physically and dignity-ly) blur of events.

Let's recall some highlights(?) from my birthday of last, shall we?

- Went to TJ's for my birthday - delicious. But that pasta that was devoured didn't last in my stomach for too long.
- Started the celebrations on my fabulous floor with my frosh and some good friends - the beginning of the end.
- Got to Ceeps, started doing, you know, the "birthday shots" that are oh-so-necessary.
- Danced up a storm, occassionally stumbling over....nothing really. just stumbling.
- When the time came for the bouncers to tell my friends to "get her out of here", I decided "I wasn't ready to leave".
- I stood there being bottle-fed a beer apparently, thinking it was water (thanks eano *wink)
- Finally got my legs yanked from underneath me to get carried out by Maciek and Clem, whom I ended up punching and kicking in the face. *sorry guys.
- Made it home and decided that I was going to lie around my floor hallway with Jon and Mikey for a while.
- Then, the stomach decided it wasn't too happy and I spent some time in the bathroom where my lovely roommate (now) came to make sure I was okay. Which, I then proceeded to ninja kick her outside of the bathroom stall, resulting in a backward swinging door.
- I was finally put to bed where my best friend from home had to watch over me all night, sleeping at the foot of the bed of a pathetically drunk girl.

Well, needless to say, much of those accounts were brought to me by stories from my lovely friends who looked after me in my time of shame.

So, is it going to be another episode? We'll have to wait and see....and I also have to consider that early train ride to Toronto I have booked the next morning....AHHH!!

EVERYONE COME OUT AND CELEBRATE ON FRIDAY. Pre-drink @ 133, then CEEPS to find out how I end up this year....eek.

2005-10-09T22:51:00.000-04:00

Alright, I've finally done it. I've converted to Blogspot. Through general consensus, Blogdrive just takes way too damn long to load. Therefore, I am a new found blogger on Blogger.

Enjoy the makings of my new found blog.