Mantra

This week has been so tough. I went to the gym a few times to burn some stress, and it totally helped. In five days I wrote some 8,000 words, and I'm still behind. Oh well. Tomorrow I go see Tool in Victoria, and my oh my. I'm excited. So many people I know are going too, which is rad. I'm trying not to over-hype myself, but I know I'm gonna be hypnotized the whole time.

So theres this new 'in' word that everyone at school is using, and it's starting to sort of annoy me. I actually don't mind the word, which is 'gnarly'. It's so overused in every context. If you go out drinking for example, you can try a gnarly new drink, dress up real gnarly, and feel gnarly the next morning. C'mon.

Saul brought home a bunch of food from some school thing. Oy vey is all I can say. So much food. Jeremy took a game off me at squash. He's getting way better. Other than that, things have been kinda bland around here this week. Oh yeah, and the weather has been as weird as the neon triangles and squares that dance in front of my eyes.

Thx for reading

'We barely remember, who or what came before, this precious moment'

Head Over Feet

Quick story then I have to get back to my paper. Touch of irony that needs to be shared.

I'm sitting at my computer when my wandering eye catches a sign in the library lobby. What makes it soooo good is that everyone can see it. So the sign is advertising the writing center, and when it closes for the break. But the grammar is all wrong. Which is brilliant. I think that's about it.

Oh yeah, I'm doing my gymnastics warmup tomorrow in class. To the backstreet boys. Weak.

lata p'tata

'Will you slam shut, or free your mind, or stay hypnotised?'

How To Be Dead

And then it snowed. WTF? yeah get this. It snowed enough for the library to close, but nothing else. And that History paper due tomorrow, all the primary sources are on reserve at the library. So rad. Are you freakin kidding me?

So I figure, hey its snowing, school might be canceled anyway. You know, maybe save my ass another day to get to the library. Then it starts to rain and the snow goes away. I have this weird vein jutting out of my forehead that won't go away. Hmmm.

This blog wasn't actually meant to be a rant. I think out of 20 entries I've only ranted twice, which is decent. For my next 20 entries my goal is to cut down on that number.

Points of note:
▫ Kelsey made the most amazing cake. So good.
▫ The pub at school sucks at nachos.
▫ The Firehouse Grill doesn't.
▫ I'm graduating sooo soon. Its crazy to think about.

Thanks for reading, and excuse the rant...

'so sweetheart tell me what's up I won't stop, no way'

Is Anybody Home?

Its Monday afternoon of THE week. The last 12 have come down to this week. There are so many weak idioms that I could toss in, so I think I will. As many times as I can in this entry actually, it'll be off the hook.

So I thought this major assignment was due wednesday, and it was balls to the wall. But no dice. Got an extension until next monday. Which is dope, cause I was on the fritz.

Got my First final exam marks back from one of my classes, which was a walk in the park to be frank. Scored +90%, and so that got my mojo workin. lol.

So yeah, I was all gung ho to pull a graveyard tonight, but with a few extra days before its all due, I can just hit the hay when I run out of steam.

Thats all...

'You haven't seen the world outside for days'

El Manana

The weekend kinda cruised by. I got a lot of homework done, but not enough. I'm still behind. Congrats to Sask for the grey cup win. Missed the grey cup parties this year because of schoolwork. My mom makes more food then than she does at thanksgiving. Its pretty redic.

Got some new music this weekend. The new Gorillaz is growing on me.

Cool stories... ummm...

a. patriots are 11-0. yaaawn.
b. rediscovered pasta and meat sauce.
c. Saw the light of day over 48 hours ago. Not since.
d. listened to 157 songs today. sick.
e. Read so many journal articles I developed a facial tic when I now hear/read the words 'standard deviation'. I'll fucking deviate the next journal that says that.

Thats it. Have a good week.

mw

'time you aint no friend of mine'

Just Like Anyone

Pluggin away

It's midweek in the library, and I feel so behind. I'm at the start of 2 straight weeks of crunch, so it's bad to feel bogged down already. I'm progressing though, its just slow.

There's a poker night at school tomorrow night, and I'm gonna win it. The winner gets a iPod shuffle. I already have an ipod, but a small one would be awesome to run with.

Saul's party on friday night, and my house is once again going to be a gong show. It's all good. I'm looking forward to working hard to deserve those two breaks in the week. The only two breaks I hope...

thx for reading. you rock.

'feel so sick, pay no price, stray so far, play no more'

I Can't Dance

I gotta stop talking about myself so much. It really isn't me to do that. So I'm going to tell a story that isn't about me.

A man is walking downtown not far from his house. He's in sort of a mood. Let's say he's in a mood to make something happen. He sees a girl as he's walking. It's been years since he's seen her, and he actually used to date her.

As they start talking, filling in the gaps of the years gone by, they start to wonder aloud what might have been. Of course, that was years ago, and now she has a child of her own. The two go their separate ways, and the man continues walking. He decides to write about it. So he finds a rock to sit on and writes about what just happened. This is what he writes:

Well I see ya holdin hands with your lover. And you're makin plans with each other. It fits real good on ya. Well don't worry, I didn't come to make things strange. Theres a reason why things change. She sees right through my thin disguise...

mw

'Friends... check. Money... check. Well slept...'