Today I was absolutely channeling my grade 11 self for the entire morning. Saturday night I wrote biochem, then I had sunday to study for not one, but two classics exams this morning. Mythology and Etymology. It was on.

Unfortunately I did not at all have enough time to cover everything, so I had to zen out to prevent myself from having a heart attack. Today I realized I could treat these hour long back-to-back exams like a Cursus mythology and a Written Derivs, respectively. This calmed me down a lot, as hell, there was more pressure at Classics Conference, to not let everyone down. Now only my future's on the line, no biggie right?

But yeah, I think I killed mythology and Etymology was not as bad as i thought. Probably 80+ not bad for 2 hours of study.

The weird thing is, after the Etymology exam a girl named Debra came up to me and asked if I had attended Classics Conference. Apparently she was from Hawthorne, and she recognized me. We had a nice long chat about how awesome conference was, but what was wrong with creative judging and whatnot. Then we had to book it to our respective classes. But still. Classics makes you friends, even over a year after you go to University.

Maybe getting Cerberus tattood on my butt is a better idea than I initially thought.

The other day someone told me there was more to life than alcohol, and I simply had to disagree. Alcohol is clearly the be-all and end-all of human existance. Without it, life just wouldn't be worth living, would it? I mean, clearly everyone at "Festern" drinks 24/7. After all, how could an institution possibly be one of the leading research-based universities in Canada if all of the students there were NOT alcoholic party animals? How can you possibly remember the subtle complexities of organic chemistry and metabolic pathways if you're not constantly drunk out of your mind? : D 

As people may have guessed by now, I'm speaking sarcastically!

Apparently some people want to see far more pictures of me studying and growing personally on my facebook, because albums full of those are just so damn interesting, aren't they? Actually, how the heck would I take a picture of the second one, anyway?

It's truly wonderful to check in on livejournal for the first time in months, mostly to check and see if Chris Martin may have posted a new song, and find out that some people will judge you as an alcoholic if any of your facebook albums happen to show you partying with some very close friends, on homecoming weekend no less, even when you haven't had a drink since and are studying hard to maintain and hopefully increase a GPA that's currently over the 3.9 mark.

Man, sometimes when I get mildly irritated like this, there's only one thing to do you know? Post random song lyrics? Yes.

Strangers, waiting
Up and down the boulevard,
Their shadows searching in the night.
Streetlight people, living just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night.

Man, Journey rox my sox.

Disclaimer: To the person this not-at-all subtle satire is directed towards, I hope you don't take any of this too personally. But if you're legitimately concerned about me, you can feel free to actually talk to me and inquire about my drinking, study and exercise habits. Rest assured they are reasonable and healthy, but as always I'm quite open with details about my personal life. Yes, in the course of the long strange trip that is life, friends take different paths and drift, but there's no reason to post thinly veiled rants insulting each other on forums frequented by mutual friends and acquaintances, is there? Let's leave the score at 1:1, and bury the hatchet before it gets ridiculous, can't we? I hope what I have intended to act as a friendly rebuke and defence of my character is not misconstrued as an attempt to start a flame war, because I'll probably just delete my livejournal in that case...

As all of the above was written in the most good-natured way possible, given the inherent dickly nature of satirical retorts, I regret that it will be necessary for me to end with my standard-issue reply towards the endless hoardes of people who insist on ignorantly bashing the academic institution I am privileged to attend. (I am sorry. I may not be an alcoholic, but I happen to love my school nonetheless. Seriously, why do you people hate on it so much? I think it's pretty sweet, all things considered, and it certainly has more to offer than alcoholic beverages... but I digress.) This last part is ABSOLUTELY not personal, and it is my sincere hope that there are no hard feelings, but...

"Wuck Festern? No. Yuck Fou."

It had to be said.

Yesterday, I was under a warm scratchy blanket watching tv and drinking hot cocoa. Stuff I do when I'm home.

Then I stood up.

And the blanket gave me a severe shock of the static electricity variety.

Directly on my nipple.

It hurt almost as much as the time I got double nurpled on the pecdec in grade 11 weightlifting.

I miss home when i'm away.

So...

I perhaps made an incorrect assumption when I convinced myself that I'd be willing to do physics catch-up over the break. Today I must force myself to cover two chapters. Ugh.

It's still easier to do here than in rez, i suppose.

Still... the first time i sat down to do physics homework in rez, i found myself calculating the trajectory the textbook would have if i threw it out a window. Not much has changed in the few months since.

Sometimes I wonder if I should've gone into english. Ms Corry certainly seemed to have thought that. Hmmm. But I still love fuzzy animals and whatnot. So being a vet still seems like the goal to maintain. Hmmm.

Somehow I think that I'll remain happier if i maintain the direction in my life even if it's potentially not the best one. After all, if i can find some allergy medication and cure me some sick puppies, that would pretty much be awesome, even if i have to learn physics for some reason in order to do so. Also, I somehow managed a 90 in calculus... wheras my english mark is likely in the mid-eighties or lower. As nice is my TA is, and as impressed as she claims to be by my work, apparently an 83% is supposed to be a good mark on a university english essay. Whereas in my mind, it is an A-, and the minus harms my ego.

Maybe i'm just addicted to having the same sort of marks i got in high school, marks that are possible when one studies science, and a mere memory in English programs. Further introspection required.

"A yingyang is what chuck norris's shit looks like after he eats a sumo wrestler." -Cam Tyndall

My brother just came up with this out of nowhere and i laughed for a while.
Damn it's good to be home.

I raped that shit.

Yes, yes.

Man, nothing reminds you how uninteresting your life is like keeping a blog XD

Aside from writing an exam, i've basically done nothing today. Except noticed that cafe food really, REALLY goes downhill as a vacation approaches. Like, to the point of just plain disgusting. Seriously.

Yes, it is true. I have decided to revive my livejournal. It's molloy's fault. He got me wanting to keep some form of blog again...

Can't even remember when I used this thing last, but I can guarantee I was probably using it when I should've been studying. Kind of like I am now. I just don't want to start studying biology yet...

Maybe I can make this somewhat interesting by giving a cross section of my university life so far...

1.) I have discovered that DC++ is in fact the most awesome thing ever. Btw, on the off chance that anyone reads this, please recommend albums/artists/songs with abandon. I'm getting an external hard-drive and I can download 5 gigs a day... so... yeah.

2.) I have been nursed back to health following excessive alcohol consumption by: a)my girlfriend, b) my roommate, c)my RA (i think. my memory of that incident is kinda hazy.)

3.) Drinking half a bottle of crown royal when you haven't eaten all day is BAD.

4.) I have had zero hangovers. Awesome.

5.) I have mostly avoided excessive drops in marks. Except in English.

6.) Tied to the last comment- I have discovered that 90s don't happen in essay courses. An 83 here is about a 96 in high school enriched english.

7.) People in university are just generally friendlier than they are in high school. Or so it seems?

8.) No one sleeps during O-week. Also, illScarlett kind of sucks major balls. Seriously.

9.) Doing your own laundry really, really sucks. But it also gives an obscenely disproportionate sense of accomplishment. Or maybe that's just me.

10.) YRT sucks even worse than I already knew it did. London transit buries it in every conceivable way. I have not been left standing and swearing at a bus stop once, one of about 3 buses going wherever it is you're going tends to arrive within 5 minutes, etc. It's pretty much public transit heaven. Yeah, actually student bus passes are the most awesome thing ever.

11.) The freshman 15 is pretty much BS if you exercise occasionally and exercise good sense. You'd gain 15 pounds at home, too, if you chose to eat nothing but McDonald's.

12.) The single greatest thing in the world (forget that i already said something different in #1) is trayboggoning. Especially the drunken variety. And it's even better when you chug a beer while you're going down the hill.

13.) Great hallowe'en costumes should probably involve facial hair. And being a pornstar. (Long Dong Silvers ftw.)

14.) Despite how awesome university is, you still miss high school some of the time. Or more... you miss the friends you no longer see every day.

15.) Luckily, breaktimes are a lot longer here.

16.) I learned today that Folie a Deux is not as bad an album as Chen said it was. Not great, though.

Awesomely enough, I just need to study biology and do well on that... then I get to go do the christmas break. Sweet. So... no more livejournal. For now. Maybe this won't be my only post for months though, this time. Just maybe.

FIRST REAL BEST FRIEND: Brad
FIRST SCHOOL: E.T. Crowle
FIRST CELL PHONE: It's...blue...
FIRST FUNERAL: My grandpa's...
FIRST PET: Fish. They died.
FIRST BIG TRIP: Florida. I was an infant, i don't remember it XD
FIRST FIGHT: Um... used to fight with my brother over things.
FIRST CELEBRITY CRUSH: Lucy Liu. XD
FIRST TIME OUT OF THE COUNTRY?: Florida
FIRST FACEBOOK FRIEND: Chris Chai, in all probability? XD
FIRST PROM DATE: Haven't been to prom yet.
WHO WAS YOUR FIRST ROOMATE: My brother.
FIRST ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGE YOU DRANK THE FIRST TIME YOU WERE DRUNK: Well... the first time i watched a friend get drunk, I had a mike's hard and a couple rum 'n cokes.
WHO WAS THE FIRST PERSON YOU SNUCK OUT OF THE HOUSE WITH: Never done that.
WHERE WAS YOUR FIRST SLEEPOVER: Cousin's house.
FIRST PERSON YOU CALL WHEN YOU HAVE HAD A BAD DAY: Doria or Molloy or Chen or Chai.
WHOSE WEDDING WERE YOU IN THE FIRST TIME YOU WERE A BRIDESMAID OR GROOMSMEN: never done that.
FIRST THING YOU DO IN THE MORNING: Yogurt...
FIRST CONCERT: haha... uh... momma mia? XD
FIRST TATTOO OR PIERCING: neither
FIRST CRUSH: Don't remember!
FIRST REAL LOVE: hehehe

EVERYONE HAS THEIR LASTS:

LAST PERSON YOU HUGGED: Doria
LAST CAR RIDE: Home from the cottage, where i put in boat rails, pushed a boat up them, then took out boat rails...
LAST TIME YOU CRIED?: When Doria showed me "grave of the fireflies"...
LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED: Hot Fuzz. Excellent stuff. Actually, i watched half of swimfan, but it was terrible, and i was bored...
LAST FOOD YOU ATE: Rice, mushrooms, peppers.
LAST PERSON YOU KISSED: Don't kiss and tell :O
LAST ITEM BOUGHT: movie ticket.
LAST SHIRT WORN: Sweater, after i got out of the freezing lake...
LAST PHONE CALL: Called doria to wake her up.
LAST TIME YOU WERE DRUNK: never been drunk.
LAST TEXT MESSAGE: From Sarah, in New Brunswick.
LAST FUNERAL: grandpa's? first and last? i wish.
LAST TIME AT THE MALL: movies?
LAST SONG YOU LISTENED TO: "Phonebooth" Death Cab for Cutie
LAST TIME YOU WERE EXCITED FOR SOMETHING: Still excited for my birthday, at the moment
LAST PERSON YOU SAW: My brother, watching the simpsons on my bed XD
LAST THING YOU DRANK: water
LAST PERSON THAT BROKE YOUR HEART: I don't name names :P
LAST TIME YOU WERE REALLY HONESTLY HAPPY?: Right now?
LAST TIME YOU LAUGHED: Few minutes ago
LAST TIME YOU WERE REALLY ANGRY: When my printer beeped shrillyf or an hour while i was serving people at mastermind, and it gave me a headache so bad i was like GAHHHHHHHHh and my boss was like "go sit downa nd have some ibuprofen, nate." apparently ibuprofen is advil, but cheap.
LAST TIME YOU WERE EMBARASSED: When i was seen watching transformers? ^_^"

EIGHT Last Things:
8. Cigarette: never.
7. Beverage: water.
6. Movie: Evil dead 2 (again... gah)
5. Phone Call: "mom, come pick me up, concert's over!" "okay."
4. CD Played: Random song from "Gish", one from "siamese dream" and some of melancholy.
3. Bubble Bath: years?
2. Time You Cried: last year
1. Meal: 3.5 hours ago

SEVEN Have You:
7. Dated Someone Twice: no
6. Been Cheated On: no
5. Bought condoms: no
4. Kissed Someone & Regret It: no
3. Lost Someone: yes
2. Been Depressed: yes
1. Been Drunk: tipsy, not drunk.

SIX Things You Did In The Past Three Days:
1. Went To School: yes
2. Went To Work: just got back
3. Colored: um, like in a book? uh... no... and coloured has a u. yes.
5. Got Drunk: no
6. Slept: yes

List FIVE People You Can Tell Pretty Much Anything To
1. Doria
2. Sarah
3. Chen
4. Chris
5. Jamie

List THREE Favourite Colors
1. blue
2. green
3. black

List TWO Things You Want To Do Before You Die
1. get married
2. kids? maybe? if not, then a successful career. both would be nice, but let's be realistic.

So Far in '07 I have:
1. Been To School: yes
2. Made A New Friend: yes
3. Fallen Out Of Love: no
4. Done Something You Swore Never To Do: no.
5. Laughed Until You Cried: yes.
6. Went Behind Your Parents' Back: no
7. Met Someone Who Changed Your Life: gotten to know, more than met?
8. Gotten Close To Someone: yes
9. Found Out Who Your True Friends Are: yes.

What Do You Think Of...
1. Bush: he fails.
2. Gay Marriage: w00t... uh, heck, maybe the divorce rate would be lower? if people love each other, let 'em prove it...
3. Lowering The Drinking Age: yeah... no...

Random
1. Straight, Gay, Bi: straight
2. Do You Have A Crush: not sure if you classify it as that
3. Who Is The Best Hugger You Know: need I actually answer?
4. Do You Believe In Love At First Sight: not.
5. Is There Something You Want To Tell Someone: hmmm "wo ai ni", but i think she already knows that.

Go to IMDB
- Pick out 10 movies you like(d)
- Pick out 3 plot key words
- Post them and have your friends guess

1. narrow, goat, battle
2. hotel, winter, telepathic
3. radiator, mutant, depressive
4. Doom, epic, One
5. hitmen, four, watch
6. mist, daughter, town
7. Quickstop, convenience, New Jersey
8. terrorist, totalitarian, freedom
9. General, betrayed, revenge
10. doors, routine, holiday

Updates on life, because I am bored.

-We finally made Chen come to a band practice. Yay!

-I started my conference painting FINALLY, and it doesn't look as bad as i thought so far. Then again i've only done the weird ribbons that I apparently put in every single one of my pantings...

-I've been listening to far too much Daphne Loves Derby lately, thanks to Chen.

-They may well rock my indie tooth until the next Weakerthans album zomgyay.

-That one scene in V for Vendetta has the FUNNIEST SLOW MOTION SOUND FX EVER.

-Cabaret was excellent, especially the parts where Elburz and I were running in circles until we were very messed up, and the part where Elburz ruined MDHS's plumbing lol, and basically after the intermission in general was excellent.

I'm not as in to this as I thought. Oh! Maybe I'll go retune my entire guitar and play Bobcaygeon! cuz i learned how to do that also!

*...I saw the constellations, reveal themselves one star at a time...*

So...

Apparently my rabbit decided that we were being most unjust to our "easter bunny", giving him only banana while we got to hunt for and eat chocolate eggs.

So...

He found one.

And...

He ate half of it, foil and all.

We're pretty sure he didn't like the creme filling thingy, but he seems to have enjoyed the chocolate. I've read about people feeding chocolate chip cookies to rabbits, so I'm hopeful he'll be a-ok.

But wow, he ate the foil. That's a tough way to make a point, Mr Nev.

"it was when curiousity about Gatsby was at its highest that the lights in his house failed to go on one saturday night- and, as obscurelya s it had begun, his career as Trimalchio was over."

ZOMGZ MILLIONAIRE'S DINNER PARTY REFERENCE WTFBBQW00T.

That is all.

I know it's greatly unusual on this website, but I'm posting a rant about how happy I am.

It's rather pointless, but wow, I am happy, and I have been for ages. I'm proud at having maybe finally figured out how to maintain this state.

The classics movie night tonight was soooooooooo much fun, the valentines day edition gooupie was amazing, and will probably replace the original, and I took lots of silly pictures.

The classroom visit seemed to go well, and I think maybe there'll be a third year class next year.

I wrestled with the idea of taking AP Calc, and I think I finally decided that it's out of my league, but that's no reason not to seize upon the new motivation i'm finding to do my homework more often, and do better in math and physics.

I'm going to take writer's craft, and it will be glorious. And if it isn't, I will drop it, and get a spare, and that will be glorious.

I'm so excited for Italy, and conference, and life in general, still.

I'm kind of really glad I took philosophy. Here's a philisophical question, would I have been able to figure happiness out if I hadn't decided that the meaning in life is to just be happy? Yeah, not going to waste my time with that.

Anyway, to anyone I missed, Happy belated "special wednesday", or valentines day, to the rest of you squares. :P

Happy friday night!

"Why they came East I don't know. They had spent a year in France for no particular reason, and then drifted here and there unrestfully wherever people played polo and were rich together."

I don't care what the rest of you say, I LIKE the first chapter of the great Gatsby, so blah.

Still too sick to work tommorow, so, maybe time to paint or something? yay.

If I gave anyone other than Nis this terrible, terrible disease, I apologize.

Colds really are teh suck.

Also, I just sneezed, and it felt like my face exploded.

I feel you all need to know that.

Seriously though, if you find my nose, let me know, eh?

I might use this for my part of the philosophy video.

Funny how you can wake up after 5 minutes, having finally fallen asleep, and have all the words you'd ever need.

It's unedited, so it's probably crappy at some points, but here's my philosophy on life, basically.

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