So for the next three days, I will be locked up in dorm due to being on duty et al...
I think it's lame, but I deal with it...
Found out that I got short changed on my last pay cheque, and that my next pay check will make up for it (yay!!!)
So I will really be able to afford my next body mod... woot woot!!
I'm going in tomorrow to get the consultation done...
I still have to decide what I want...
Well.. I know what I want, I just need to put a bit more thought into how I want it...
regardless, it will be hot!!!
There are so many insomniacs in dorm... There are a large number of guys who are up later than I (look at the post time, and think that there are people who have no intention of going to bed... I plan on going to sleep as soon as I write this)
It makes me happy to know that I dont have to just sit here, bored out of my mind...
I'm introducing them to the wonderful world of boardgames... Although I dont feel like teaching rules, so we usually just play ticket to ride over and over again...
One day I'll just throw an instruction manual at them and say "we're playing this in 45 minutes" and see what happens...
Until that day, ticket to ride will be sufficient...
Well, I'm off to bed... but before I go, I found this video
http://216.46.238.5/video/v019_saigon_traffic.wmv
It's traffic in Saigon... be amazed... be very very amazed
Friday, September 30, 2005
Thursday, September 29, 2005
Bad Enough
As if I didnt suffer enough from the horrible soup in the cafeteria... My lab tonight was PAINFUL!
I dont mean dull...I don't mean boring...
It was actually physically painful...
My body ached, my head ached, my soul ached...
While our Prof was teaching us how to use the machinary, I pointed to the sign in sheet (for the machinary) that indicated that I had used the machine many times over the last year (in fact I was one of the last people to use it before today)...
He didnt seem as amazed as I was...
I figured it would get me out of the class for a little while, but apparently not...
And I think he may have caught on to my clever little ploy, as he the proceeded to go over 90 minutes worth of review from junior chemistry!!!
90 minutes!!!
I was contemplating faking a serious injury in order to escape... Which probibly wouldn't have gone over very well... With my luck, the professor would have been the one to drive me to emergency... And then he'd be so kind as to stay until I was better... Or in my case, until he found out I was faking it...
My next logical thought was how to inflict a significant amount of pain upon one of my class mates... But I had to choose one who would find the humour of the situation and wouldnt press charges afterwards...
But I ended up suffereing through it... *sigh*
I suppose Im a better person because of it... but that doesnt take away the pain which I had to inflict on myself by staying in a semi-concious state through what is, quite possibly, the lab from hell...
I dont mean dull...I don't mean boring...
It was actually physically painful...
My body ached, my head ached, my soul ached...
While our Prof was teaching us how to use the machinary, I pointed to the sign in sheet (for the machinary) that indicated that I had used the machine many times over the last year (in fact I was one of the last people to use it before today)...
He didnt seem as amazed as I was...
I figured it would get me out of the class for a little while, but apparently not...
And I think he may have caught on to my clever little ploy, as he the proceeded to go over 90 minutes worth of review from junior chemistry!!!
90 minutes!!!
I was contemplating faking a serious injury in order to escape... Which probibly wouldn't have gone over very well... With my luck, the professor would have been the one to drive me to emergency... And then he'd be so kind as to stay until I was better... Or in my case, until he found out I was faking it...
My next logical thought was how to inflict a significant amount of pain upon one of my class mates... But I had to choose one who would find the humour of the situation and wouldnt press charges afterwards...
But I ended up suffereing through it... *sigh*
I suppose Im a better person because of it... but that doesnt take away the pain which I had to inflict on myself by staying in a semi-concious state through what is, quite possibly, the lab from hell...
Pointless
I realize that there is no real reason to write this, but I'm going to write it anyways... and you'll probibly read it, cuz I've trained you all like monkies on roller skates to love and appreciate me...
I think I had the worst soup ever...
It was supposed to be cream of potato soup...
I suppose it could have contained potatoes... If by potatoes I mean grainy-artificially-potato-flavoured-cardboard-extract-and-cardboard-derrivatives...
And I use the term "artificially-potato-flavoured" loosely...
It tasted more like ass than anything else... And onion...
So I had grainy, onion flavoured cardboard... suspended loosely in water...
I took too scoops (I didnt believe my tastebuds after the first one)... Then I stirred (to make sure it hadn't just seperated in the time it took me to get up to my room)... I tasted again... I scooped from the bottom... even more ass-like down there...
I then proceeded to throw out all of my $3.50 worth o soup...
I am bitter now... Grr!
I hate the cafeteria now more than ever...
I think I had the worst soup ever...
It was supposed to be cream of potato soup...
I suppose it could have contained potatoes... If by potatoes I mean grainy-artificially-potato-flavoured-cardboard-extract-and-cardboard-derrivatives...
And I use the term "artificially-potato-flavoured" loosely...
It tasted more like ass than anything else... And onion...
So I had grainy, onion flavoured cardboard... suspended loosely in water...
I took too scoops (I didnt believe my tastebuds after the first one)... Then I stirred (to make sure it hadn't just seperated in the time it took me to get up to my room)... I tasted again... I scooped from the bottom... even more ass-like down there...
I then proceeded to throw out all of my $3.50 worth o soup...
I am bitter now... Grr!
I hate the cafeteria now more than ever...
Zen Moments
Don;t you love the little moments of zen you get throughout the day...
I do not remember what brought this thought about, but I do remember sitting there thinking "wow, this is a totally cool zen moment"...
Just a thought...
So another sleepless night... Still doing okay with my attendance though (assides from the one class I accidentally skipped thanks to pushy friends)...
I may have sat on my glasses... Perhaps I can convince someone to drive me to the mall tomorrow to get them fixed...
They're really bent and wonky (even more than usual)
Oh well, sorry for the short entry, but Im going to try to get to bed...
G'night
I do not remember what brought this thought about, but I do remember sitting there thinking "wow, this is a totally cool zen moment"...
Just a thought...
So another sleepless night... Still doing okay with my attendance though (assides from the one class I accidentally skipped thanks to pushy friends)...
I may have sat on my glasses... Perhaps I can convince someone to drive me to the mall tomorrow to get them fixed...
They're really bent and wonky (even more than usual)
Oh well, sorry for the short entry, but Im going to try to get to bed...
G'night
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
Team Ezzies
So tonight I decided to relive my adolescence and go to ezzies for a few drinks and some wicked fun dancing...
Wow, that was a mistake...
It's gotten so lame now... Or maybe I'm just getting old... I'd like to think it's ezzies thats getting lame...
It's the same music (really, the same ten songs), the same people... but they're approaching the creepy stage of life (I think I'm getting there too)... But now, there isn;t even the crowd of people...
I remember having to stand out in the cold for 40 minutes to get in because it was so packed in side...
Tonight, the longest part was walking around to the door in order to get in (its a long walk for my old age)...
And the best part!
I come home after busting a groove, and I have to baby sit the drunks... They were so loud, and slamming doors, and yelling... blah!
It was a full time job trying to keep them in one place... I mean, I remember how it was back when I used to sleep... People yelling in the hallway, opening and closing doors, blaring music...
I also remember how much it pissed me off...
I hope the guys that were trying to sleep complain, so that i have foundation for when I try to lock them in their own rooms next time...
Its a risk I'm willing to take...
I mean, it's not like this building is going to burn down... Asbestos doesnt burn very easily...
So I will lock them in their rooms with neither fear nor regret...
But for now, things ae settled...
Captain America kept talking about how sober he was and how much he liked the draft at Ezzies...
If there are two things I know about severly drunk people its:
1) they have no sense of how intoxicated they are
and
2) the only way ezzies draft is palatable is if you have killed a significant amount of brain cells...
But due to his assertation of those two claims, he was even more unbareable than normal...
Plus his state allowed him an inhuman ability to talk louder than any other person in the room...
Almost made me feel guilty for ignoring him (usually its a passive ignore... this was active ignore)...
Oh well...
By the way... last nights post is lame, I'm sorry for putting you through that...
meh
Wow, that was a mistake...
It's gotten so lame now... Or maybe I'm just getting old... I'd like to think it's ezzies thats getting lame...
It's the same music (really, the same ten songs), the same people... but they're approaching the creepy stage of life (I think I'm getting there too)... But now, there isn;t even the crowd of people...
I remember having to stand out in the cold for 40 minutes to get in because it was so packed in side...
Tonight, the longest part was walking around to the door in order to get in (its a long walk for my old age)...
And the best part!
I come home after busting a groove, and I have to baby sit the drunks... They were so loud, and slamming doors, and yelling... blah!
It was a full time job trying to keep them in one place... I mean, I remember how it was back when I used to sleep... People yelling in the hallway, opening and closing doors, blaring music...
I also remember how much it pissed me off...
I hope the guys that were trying to sleep complain, so that i have foundation for when I try to lock them in their own rooms next time...
Its a risk I'm willing to take...
I mean, it's not like this building is going to burn down... Asbestos doesnt burn very easily...
So I will lock them in their rooms with neither fear nor regret...
But for now, things ae settled...
Captain America kept talking about how sober he was and how much he liked the draft at Ezzies...
If there are two things I know about severly drunk people its:
1) they have no sense of how intoxicated they are
and
2) the only way ezzies draft is palatable is if you have killed a significant amount of brain cells...
But due to his assertation of those two claims, he was even more unbareable than normal...
Plus his state allowed him an inhuman ability to talk louder than any other person in the room...
Almost made me feel guilty for ignoring him (usually its a passive ignore... this was active ignore)...
Oh well...
By the way... last nights post is lame, I'm sorry for putting you through that...
meh
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
Ramblings
So things are going well...
I'm taking a break from not doing my assignment... Procrastination is a full time job (I'll explain later)
ah ha ha I'm so witty
Nothing of significance has happened since choir tour... Some sleeping, some eating, a trip to the piercing shop...
I didn't get anything done, but I did book my appointment for a consultaion re: the tattoo I'm planning on getting...
It's gonna be hot, and I'll post pictures as soon as I end up getting it... I would post pics now if I could, but it's gonna be a custom piece... So you'll have to wait... Yay waiting!!!
My job is getting more and more fun each passing day. No one is being entirely annoying, which is good... I suppose... A little more stress in my life would be appreciated... Meh...
I'd like to think that I'm making a difference in the lives of many, and perhaps I am. But I feel I'm being far too good on the friend aspect, and not a very good at the role model aspect... I mean, it's not like I do drugs or come home smashed (I have yet to have more than a few drinks on nights out), but I haven't been too good on the christian aspect of things...
I get little to no invites for any of the 'christian' events on campus... well, thats for the ones I would prefer to attend... Usually I get a comment like "how come you weren't there?"
"cuz I didnt know it was happeneing"
"oh... well... hmm..."
And then the events planned by people I can't stand are another thing... Not that he's doing too much this year, as he has a different role... But even his attendence is more than enough to deter me from attending...
So general teen angst time... No one here knows me... This applies to pretty much every aspect of my life... Assides from the fact I like boardgames, architecture, videogames, dark humour, and that i come from a colourful family, with colourful stories, and that I have trouble sleeping (and other things you learn by observing daily life); what can any person tell me?
Not a thing, I would think...
One of the dorm guys came close, when he went on a guessing session trying to figure out what makes me tick... Some of the conclusions he could draw were erie, but eventually led way off track...
Like I said, this is general teen angst stuff... Gotta cling to my youth before it's gone completely... I mean, I'd like to think I'm not a creepy adult yet... But its entirely possible...
Maybe I'm just tired... Who knows, it is quite late...
I dunno...
Oh well.. I suppose I'm done putting things off for now...
Good night
I'm taking a break from not doing my assignment... Procrastination is a full time job (I'll explain later)
ah ha ha I'm so witty
Nothing of significance has happened since choir tour... Some sleeping, some eating, a trip to the piercing shop...
I didn't get anything done, but I did book my appointment for a consultaion re: the tattoo I'm planning on getting...
It's gonna be hot, and I'll post pictures as soon as I end up getting it... I would post pics now if I could, but it's gonna be a custom piece... So you'll have to wait... Yay waiting!!!
My job is getting more and more fun each passing day. No one is being entirely annoying, which is good... I suppose... A little more stress in my life would be appreciated... Meh...
I'd like to think that I'm making a difference in the lives of many, and perhaps I am. But I feel I'm being far too good on the friend aspect, and not a very good at the role model aspect... I mean, it's not like I do drugs or come home smashed (I have yet to have more than a few drinks on nights out), but I haven't been too good on the christian aspect of things...
I get little to no invites for any of the 'christian' events on campus... well, thats for the ones I would prefer to attend... Usually I get a comment like "how come you weren't there?"
"cuz I didnt know it was happeneing"
"oh... well... hmm..."
And then the events planned by people I can't stand are another thing... Not that he's doing too much this year, as he has a different role... But even his attendence is more than enough to deter me from attending...
So general teen angst time... No one here knows me... This applies to pretty much every aspect of my life... Assides from the fact I like boardgames, architecture, videogames, dark humour, and that i come from a colourful family, with colourful stories, and that I have trouble sleeping (and other things you learn by observing daily life); what can any person tell me?
Not a thing, I would think...
One of the dorm guys came close, when he went on a guessing session trying to figure out what makes me tick... Some of the conclusions he could draw were erie, but eventually led way off track...
Like I said, this is general teen angst stuff... Gotta cling to my youth before it's gone completely... I mean, I'd like to think I'm not a creepy adult yet... But its entirely possible...
Maybe I'm just tired... Who knows, it is quite late...
I dunno...
Oh well.. I suppose I'm done putting things off for now...
Good night
Monday, September 26, 2005
"The King of All Things Fun" Returns
No, I'm not blowing my own horn, this is my job title for choir this year...
I apologise for not making it more well known...
It's a lame title, eh?
Well, it's not actually that bad... I prefer my self-given title - Vice-Ruler of Darkness... I think it has more of a catch...
So, as I'm sure you guessed, I'm back from choir retreat. Good times were had by all. I think everything went well... Although, we had to cancel a bunch of the activities I was looking forward to as the last moment.
Fret not, I will seek my vengence!
Just as an update: only one of the guys got his ears pierced last week, the other plans on getting them done at a later date... The tongue was done yesterday, I haven't seen the results... I'll assume hawtt... And tomorrow (hopefully) I am going with someone to get an industrial...
Mwahahahahahaha
(just for the record, the person getting the industrial is not from dorm and I had very little to do in the way of influence... but she gave me explicit rights to claim on my blog that she was one of my corruptees)
Back to choir tour...
I forgot how much of a non-morning person I am...
I was a morning person on saturday... It took SOOOO much work... I secretly wanted to kill everyone who stepped within 10' of me... But I smiled instead... And I was bouncy...
Do you know how hard it is to be bouncy when you hate everyone and everything... And you just want to break something really really expensive?
Sunday morning, I wasn't as adventurous... I reverted back to my normal morning self...
And to save everyone from personal injury, I took my breakfast and coffee and went to a place and ate by myself...
By the time rehersal started, I was no longer green, and I could fit into my regular clothing...
The underwear for all but three guys dissappeared... Of course mine was one fo the three (ha ha ha jokes on them)... In it's place were a pair of panties...
Needless to say, it was easy enough to figure out who the culprits were... The only guys who didn't have any missing underwear, and whom didnt have any feminine underwear...
And, again, needless to say, I am in the process of inacting my own variety of vigilante justice...
I have in my posession, their underwear... Thats a start, but they hardly seem like the type to be embarassed by anything I could do with underwear...
Hopefully they're not reading this...
Anyways, I'm gonna do a walk around and see what everyones up to...
Neal
I apologise for not making it more well known...
It's a lame title, eh?
Well, it's not actually that bad... I prefer my self-given title - Vice-Ruler of Darkness... I think it has more of a catch...
So, as I'm sure you guessed, I'm back from choir retreat. Good times were had by all. I think everything went well... Although, we had to cancel a bunch of the activities I was looking forward to as the last moment.
Fret not, I will seek my vengence!
Just as an update: only one of the guys got his ears pierced last week, the other plans on getting them done at a later date... The tongue was done yesterday, I haven't seen the results... I'll assume hawtt... And tomorrow (hopefully) I am going with someone to get an industrial...
Mwahahahahahaha
(just for the record, the person getting the industrial is not from dorm and I had very little to do in the way of influence... but she gave me explicit rights to claim on my blog that she was one of my corruptees)
Back to choir tour...
I forgot how much of a non-morning person I am...
I was a morning person on saturday... It took SOOOO much work... I secretly wanted to kill everyone who stepped within 10' of me... But I smiled instead... And I was bouncy...
Do you know how hard it is to be bouncy when you hate everyone and everything... And you just want to break something really really expensive?
Sunday morning, I wasn't as adventurous... I reverted back to my normal morning self...
And to save everyone from personal injury, I took my breakfast and coffee and went to a place and ate by myself...
By the time rehersal started, I was no longer green, and I could fit into my regular clothing...
The underwear for all but three guys dissappeared... Of course mine was one fo the three (ha ha ha jokes on them)... In it's place were a pair of panties...
Needless to say, it was easy enough to figure out who the culprits were... The only guys who didn't have any missing underwear, and whom didnt have any feminine underwear...
And, again, needless to say, I am in the process of inacting my own variety of vigilante justice...
I have in my posession, their underwear... Thats a start, but they hardly seem like the type to be embarassed by anything I could do with underwear...
Hopefully they're not reading this...
Anyways, I'm gonna do a walk around and see what everyones up to...
Neal
Friday, September 23, 2005
More
Add two more guys to the piercing list...
They just left to get their ears pierced!
So far:
1 labret
1 horizontal lip
1 industrial
1 belly button
4 earrings (two guys, one in each ear)
and tomorrow a tongue
I'm such a good influence
They just left to get their ears pierced!
So far:
1 labret
1 horizontal lip
1 industrial
1 belly button
4 earrings (two guys, one in each ear)
and tomorrow a tongue
I'm such a good influence
Retreating
So tomorrow is choir retreat! Woot Woot!
Which means I have zero (count with me now, everyone: .... ) classes tomorrow!
Yay!!!
I think this is the kind of college career I was intended to have...
But on a darker note, I have descended into a hobby I should never have...
I have tried Yu-Gi-Oh...
It seems quite entertaining, I have played numerous games (including one this evening which lasted for the better part of 3 hours... I love not having classes in the morning... or the evening for that matter)
Did I mention I dont have classes tomorrow?
As I write this, I have a lock of hair from one of the dorm guys on my shelf next to my shoulder...
I was told I needed to keep it lest I "... switch over to voodoo"
An interesting idea... I'll leave it there until they (he was acting upon the persuasions of other dormies) forget about it...
I hope its soon, it's kinda creepy...
I stole one of the high school students away from dorm this evening... We went downtown for coffee... I may have 'forgotten' that he needed to be back in dorm for 10pm...
Silly me...
Of course, it was my fault, so I get blamed... But I get a proverbial slap on the wrist... He would have gotten suspended from dorm (maybe not... he's a good kid)... But why take the chance...
I returned to dorm to find quite a scene...
Since we are at a religious school, no gamling for money is allowed... SO I returned to find the punishment for the losers of a round of poker...
They had to stand with their nose against a wall for 15 minutes...
I, the caring individual I am, resorted to tickling, rendering a firm whack-of-forhead-on-cement-wall when they reacted...
I'm such a jerk...
Oh well, It happens...
Good night everyone, and I'll post again in a few days...
Which means I have zero (count with me now, everyone: .... ) classes tomorrow!
Yay!!!
I think this is the kind of college career I was intended to have...
But on a darker note, I have descended into a hobby I should never have...
I have tried Yu-Gi-Oh...
It seems quite entertaining, I have played numerous games (including one this evening which lasted for the better part of 3 hours... I love not having classes in the morning... or the evening for that matter)
Did I mention I dont have classes tomorrow?
As I write this, I have a lock of hair from one of the dorm guys on my shelf next to my shoulder...
I was told I needed to keep it lest I "... switch over to voodoo"
An interesting idea... I'll leave it there until they (he was acting upon the persuasions of other dormies) forget about it...
I hope its soon, it's kinda creepy...
I stole one of the high school students away from dorm this evening... We went downtown for coffee... I may have 'forgotten' that he needed to be back in dorm for 10pm...
Silly me...
Of course, it was my fault, so I get blamed... But I get a proverbial slap on the wrist... He would have gotten suspended from dorm (maybe not... he's a good kid)... But why take the chance...
I returned to dorm to find quite a scene...
Since we are at a religious school, no gamling for money is allowed... SO I returned to find the punishment for the losers of a round of poker...
They had to stand with their nose against a wall for 15 minutes...
I, the caring individual I am, resorted to tickling, rendering a firm whack-of-forhead-on-cement-wall when they reacted...
I'm such a jerk...
Oh well, It happens...
Good night everyone, and I'll post again in a few days...
Wednesday, September 21, 2005
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
Planning
Yesterday I did my first official act as VP of Choir!
Well.. the potluck last week, but that planned itself around me (not that I mind, lest it wouldnt have happened)
I planned sleeping arrangements for choir tour...
Unfortunately, I couldnt just put all of the guys in one room and all the girls and me in another...
That would be immoral... And the girls probibly wouldnt like it very much...
I think I got a good mix of people though... I tried to put any roommates together where there would be drama (just because we're not in high school doesnt mean that there wont be drama)...
Today was fun... It was my chem 211 lab... yay!!
I can't tell you how much fun it is to relearn lab techniques which I have done a million times already...
"Okay class, today we're going to weigh water... does everyone know how to use a scale?"
[ditzy voice]"Umm... Dr... um... like... um... do you expect me to get wet?"
[thump thump thump] <- My head...
Okay, I'll admit, that question is a little bit of an exaduration (and please remember that I cannot spell to save my life) but my reaction is about the same...
her question was "am I doing this right"
HER QUESTION WAS "AM I DOING THIS RIGHT"!!!!
You put it on the scale, and you read the results...
It's that simple!
AND THATS DISREGARDING THE FACT THAT IN ORDER TO BE IN THIS CLASS YOU HAVE TO HAVE GRADUATED FROM HIGH SCHOOL AND TAKEN 2 INTRODUCTORY CHEM CLASSES!!!
"umm... Am I doing this right?"
[Smack smack smack]
On the plus side, because the lab was so simple, I managed to get quite a bit ahead, and will have very little work to do next week...
Yay!!!
"am I doing this right?"
I can hardly believe she remembers to breath...
Or that she knows how to use a pen to write the information down...
Or a door so she can get into the school buildings...
I swear to god, if I see her, I'm going to push her down a flight of stairs...
And I wont feel guilty, her question managed to decrease my IQ with its sheer stupidity...
sleep time!
Well.. the potluck last week, but that planned itself around me (not that I mind, lest it wouldnt have happened)
I planned sleeping arrangements for choir tour...
Unfortunately, I couldnt just put all of the guys in one room and all the girls and me in another...
That would be immoral... And the girls probibly wouldnt like it very much...
I think I got a good mix of people though... I tried to put any roommates together where there would be drama (just because we're not in high school doesnt mean that there wont be drama)...
Today was fun... It was my chem 211 lab... yay!!
I can't tell you how much fun it is to relearn lab techniques which I have done a million times already...
"Okay class, today we're going to weigh water... does everyone know how to use a scale?"
[ditzy voice]"Umm... Dr... um... like... um... do you expect me to get wet?"
[thump thump thump] <- My head...
Okay, I'll admit, that question is a little bit of an exaduration (and please remember that I cannot spell to save my life) but my reaction is about the same...
her question was "am I doing this right"
HER QUESTION WAS "AM I DOING THIS RIGHT"!!!!
You put it on the scale, and you read the results...
It's that simple!
AND THATS DISREGARDING THE FACT THAT IN ORDER TO BE IN THIS CLASS YOU HAVE TO HAVE GRADUATED FROM HIGH SCHOOL AND TAKEN 2 INTRODUCTORY CHEM CLASSES!!!
"umm... Am I doing this right?"
[Smack smack smack]
On the plus side, because the lab was so simple, I managed to get quite a bit ahead, and will have very little work to do next week...
Yay!!!
"am I doing this right?"
I can hardly believe she remembers to breath...
Or that she knows how to use a pen to write the information down...
Or a door so she can get into the school buildings...
I swear to god, if I see her, I'm going to push her down a flight of stairs...
And I wont feel guilty, her question managed to decrease my IQ with its sheer stupidity...
sleep time!
Monday, September 19, 2005
Never sleeping
So I attempted to go to bed early tonight...
Bet you cant guess how well that went...
Regardless...
Dorm life is interesting. I am still looking past the being paid to be friends thing... It's going well, and I started hanging out with people who aren't on my list (which works)... Mind over matter...
I should have slept a lot more today. I started getting nosebleeds... I usually only get nosebleeds when im really sleep deprived... Last April I had nose bleeds everyday... I hope they go away... I dont want to go on meds again...
I'm convinced that I'm the best RA to ever hit founders hall... I know, I know, my ego is too big blah blah blah, but I'm more personal than some and better ruling than others... Not much in either case, but I'm happy being the medium... I'm trying to get my boss to admit it, but he is trying that whole impartiality crap (after talking with former elementary and high school teachers, I can tell you, there is always a favourite)...
So my boss' not telling me either means 1) I am the favourite and he wants to keep the impartiality lie in place or 2) I am far from being the favourite and he laughs at me behind my back at my missguided attempts at being an RA...
Oh, and by the way, you all still need to email the VP Internal at skifreak911@hotmail.com ...
Sorry, quite the tangent there.
I went for coffee with one of the high school kids today, hope he's not reading this... it would be really hard to pretend its not him I'm about to talk about...
He's a great kid, and I'm very much impressed with how 'mature' he is (I use the term mature for lack of a better word... although I ' ' it because, after all, how mature can a high school boy be). Any one on one time with him is painless, and, surprisingly, enjoyable.
Now that he's blushing:
Knowing how much potential he has, I find it hard to listen through the grape vine...
Now, I know there is a lot to be said about rumours. I mean, anyone here who hasn't had their life/popularity/morality/self-esteem/etc jeopardized by rumours at one time in their life, feel free to raise your hands now...
... no one?
Didnt think so...
But I begin to think, what if one or two of these rumours is true...
Could he be that stupid?
I mean, I've done stupid things cuz of peer pressure... Lots of stupid things...
Oh well, I can't learn for him...
ON a lighter side of things... I found one of my favourite games from high school on sale at staples today... So I bought it (the game and both expansions for the 1/5th the price I paid for one of the expansions)...
I may or may not be getting my homework done over the next little while...
So much fun to remi... remini... remember...
Bet you cant guess how well that went...
Regardless...
Dorm life is interesting. I am still looking past the being paid to be friends thing... It's going well, and I started hanging out with people who aren't on my list (which works)... Mind over matter...
I should have slept a lot more today. I started getting nosebleeds... I usually only get nosebleeds when im really sleep deprived... Last April I had nose bleeds everyday... I hope they go away... I dont want to go on meds again...
I'm convinced that I'm the best RA to ever hit founders hall... I know, I know, my ego is too big blah blah blah, but I'm more personal than some and better ruling than others... Not much in either case, but I'm happy being the medium... I'm trying to get my boss to admit it, but he is trying that whole impartiality crap (after talking with former elementary and high school teachers, I can tell you, there is always a favourite)...
So my boss' not telling me either means 1) I am the favourite and he wants to keep the impartiality lie in place or 2) I am far from being the favourite and he laughs at me behind my back at my missguided attempts at being an RA...
Oh, and by the way, you all still need to email the VP Internal at skifreak911@hotmail.com ...
Sorry, quite the tangent there.
I went for coffee with one of the high school kids today, hope he's not reading this... it would be really hard to pretend its not him I'm about to talk about...
He's a great kid, and I'm very much impressed with how 'mature' he is (I use the term mature for lack of a better word... although I ' ' it because, after all, how mature can a high school boy be). Any one on one time with him is painless, and, surprisingly, enjoyable.
Now that he's blushing:
Knowing how much potential he has, I find it hard to listen through the grape vine...
Now, I know there is a lot to be said about rumours. I mean, anyone here who hasn't had their life/popularity/morality/self-esteem/etc jeopardized by rumours at one time in their life, feel free to raise your hands now...
... no one?
Didnt think so...
But I begin to think, what if one or two of these rumours is true...
Could he be that stupid?
I mean, I've done stupid things cuz of peer pressure... Lots of stupid things...
Oh well, I can't learn for him...
ON a lighter side of things... I found one of my favourite games from high school on sale at staples today... So I bought it (the game and both expansions for the 1/5th the price I paid for one of the expansions)...
I may or may not be getting my homework done over the next little while...
So much fun to remi... remini... remember...
Sunday, September 18, 2005
Worst Dating Advice Ever (from Nexopia)
Lower your girlfriend's self esteem until she realizes that no one will love her except for you
Never punch a girl in the face unless you're looking for a comitment
pick a girl thats desperate; She'll do anything you want and wont say a thing about it
Why hasn't anyone snapped these guys up?
Never punch a girl in the face unless you're looking for a comitment
pick a girl thats desperate; She'll do anything you want and wont say a thing about it
Why hasn't anyone snapped these guys up?
A Busy Day
So sleeping wasnt one of my priorities today, but it happens...
Today, as well as going shopping and for a delightful eggs benedict breakfast, I managed to get all around the town and spread my little seed of piercing...
The one once referred to as being squirrely (not by me) now has a hawtt horizontal lip piercing... SO HAWTT!!!
As soon as it was in, I wanted one... It would go through my current lip piercing... and, well, pretty much make it near impossible to eat comfortably for a few days...
But alas, I need to save up for a tattoo, if I am ever going to manage to get that done...
And today one fo the high school kids got the webbing under his tongue cut (he was unable to get a tongue piercing with the amount of webbing he had)... I was at the shop not oo long after he left... And what did the gay receptionist have to say?
"He can stick his tongue out so far now! He's gonna make some special little man very VERY happy"
Ahhahahaah... I've started referring to this high school kid as jailbait... He thinks its funny...
Oh well... I'll keep you updated, as by the looks of it, I am going to have influenced a lot of body mods by the ned of the year (I wonder if theyll start giving me a discount?)
Good night
Today, as well as going shopping and for a delightful eggs benedict breakfast, I managed to get all around the town and spread my little seed of piercing...
The one once referred to as being squirrely (not by me) now has a hawtt horizontal lip piercing... SO HAWTT!!!
As soon as it was in, I wanted one... It would go through my current lip piercing... and, well, pretty much make it near impossible to eat comfortably for a few days...
But alas, I need to save up for a tattoo, if I am ever going to manage to get that done...
And today one fo the high school kids got the webbing under his tongue cut (he was unable to get a tongue piercing with the amount of webbing he had)... I was at the shop not oo long after he left... And what did the gay receptionist have to say?
"He can stick his tongue out so far now! He's gonna make some special little man very VERY happy"
Ahhahahaah... I've started referring to this high school kid as jailbait... He thinks its funny...
Oh well... I'll keep you updated, as by the looks of it, I am going to have influenced a lot of body mods by the ned of the year (I wonder if theyll start giving me a discount?)
Good night
Saturday, September 17, 2005
A friday like every other
[class report... attendance still perfect]
I'm begining to think that my life is getting a little boring, but my loyal fanbase indicates otherwise... I'm glad I can make your mediocre lives that much brighter =P
Today was an interesting day... Since, technically, friday started before I went to bed last night, I'll start there...
We have a guy in dorm who can ride a unicycle and make balloon animals (no, Im not the only one apparently)
He showed me a cool trick... If you fill balloons up with water and make them into animals you can have water balloon animals
I know you're thinking "whats the point of making water balloon animals?"
Well, silly, you can throw them at people with hillarious results.
Or so I thought...
It got a whole lot less funny once they were being thrown at me...
Then I slept, did laundy and ate (in more or less that order)
Next was the choir potluck... Good times, it was interesting meeting the newbies (even though I seem to know all of them) as well as reflecting with the veterans...
There are there of us left... I think we're choir lifers... It sort of makes me sad to know that I am one of three people who has been in choir as long as I have (well, three that are here this year)... And then the prospects of being back next year? Don't even get me started...
The food was good, and I, of course, over ate... I felt a little bit pukey... But I didnt... It was too good and I would have felt so guilty...
Next was swimming... My boss came... We called him the fat kid and made fun of him for shaving his chest (I dont think he does... but he might)...
I can expect a pay deducation for the up comming cheque I think...
So the moral of the story is dont call your boss the fat kid and make fun him for shaving his chest...
Then we made fun of him for being a creeper... He's 26 (pushing 27... with a tractor) hanging out with my friends... Now I'm sort of a creeper myself, with most of my friends being in the 17-20 range... It makes me feel young... But he's haning out with the same people too...
Oh boy did we make fun of him...
Another good idea is to not make fun of your boss for being creepy and hanging out with kids right out of high school...
Oh well...
Such is my story, and I'm sticking too it...
Oh, and I talked to my VP internal... he forgot to bring red bull up at the meeting... SO it wont be on the minutes...
I am outraged, and I ask all of you, my loyal readers, to send him a barrage of emails...
Please use the following information, and then put a comment on this post that you did...
(feel free to copy paste)
Scott
skifreak911@hotmail.com
redbull vs Student Association Accountability
I am writing on behalf of Neal Roberts to let you know that I, too, am dissappointed that after making a simple promise (bring up the request of having redbull sold at Concordia at the Student Association exectutive meeting) you were unable to follow through. This brings into question your dedication, your accountability, and your passion of being a truely great VP internal.
I hope that in the future you will think twice when making promises, and only agreeing to those which you intend to keep.
Thank you for your time,
[youre name here]
Thanks guys... This little email campaign could change the world!
I'm begining to think that my life is getting a little boring, but my loyal fanbase indicates otherwise... I'm glad I can make your mediocre lives that much brighter =P
Today was an interesting day... Since, technically, friday started before I went to bed last night, I'll start there...
We have a guy in dorm who can ride a unicycle and make balloon animals (no, Im not the only one apparently)
He showed me a cool trick... If you fill balloons up with water and make them into animals you can have water balloon animals
I know you're thinking "whats the point of making water balloon animals?"
Well, silly, you can throw them at people with hillarious results.
Or so I thought...
It got a whole lot less funny once they were being thrown at me...
Then I slept, did laundy and ate (in more or less that order)
Next was the choir potluck... Good times, it was interesting meeting the newbies (even though I seem to know all of them) as well as reflecting with the veterans...
There are there of us left... I think we're choir lifers... It sort of makes me sad to know that I am one of three people who has been in choir as long as I have (well, three that are here this year)... And then the prospects of being back next year? Don't even get me started...
The food was good, and I, of course, over ate... I felt a little bit pukey... But I didnt... It was too good and I would have felt so guilty...
Next was swimming... My boss came... We called him the fat kid and made fun of him for shaving his chest (I dont think he does... but he might)...
I can expect a pay deducation for the up comming cheque I think...
So the moral of the story is dont call your boss the fat kid and make fun him for shaving his chest...
Then we made fun of him for being a creeper... He's 26 (pushing 27... with a tractor) hanging out with my friends... Now I'm sort of a creeper myself, with most of my friends being in the 17-20 range... It makes me feel young... But he's haning out with the same people too...
Oh boy did we make fun of him...
Another good idea is to not make fun of your boss for being creepy and hanging out with kids right out of high school...
Oh well...
Such is my story, and I'm sticking too it...
Oh, and I talked to my VP internal... he forgot to bring red bull up at the meeting... SO it wont be on the minutes...
I am outraged, and I ask all of you, my loyal readers, to send him a barrage of emails...
Please use the following information, and then put a comment on this post that you did...
(feel free to copy paste)
Scott
skifreak911@hotmail.com
redbull vs Student Association Accountability
I am writing on behalf of Neal Roberts to let you know that I, too, am dissappointed that after making a simple promise (bring up the request of having redbull sold at Concordia at the Student Association exectutive meeting) you were unable to follow through. This brings into question your dedication, your accountability, and your passion of being a truely great VP internal.
I hope that in the future you will think twice when making promises, and only agreeing to those which you intend to keep.
Thank you for your time,
[youre name here]
Thanks guys... This little email campaign could change the world!
Thursday, September 15, 2005
Turn of Events
*plays dramatic music*
Really thats just to set the tone for something that isnt dramatic at all...
Today was just another normal day... I attended (all) my classes, I ate birthday ice-cream cake, I napped...
One of the high school students got suspended for getting caught smoking on campus (underage)... I wasnt there for the fall out, but he had been warned numerous times, so I dont feel guilty in the slightest... Assides from the fact that I used his tire pump today to fill up my unicycle wheel... Maybe if he doesnt come back I can keep it forever... Much more convenient than having to walk all the way to the gas station with a flat tire...
I hope that doesnt make me a bad person, I know I'm teetering on the edge...
The dorm guys seem to be getting along really well now... Before it was calm and everyone did their own thing and was super friendly... Now we all seem to have cute pet names... 'Cept Gook and 'Tard-boy... But they named themselves, so I'm just gonna try not to talk to them (lest I have to call them by their oh so discriminatory names...)
Who am I kidding, Im a horrible person... It's a cheap thrill to call someone a gook in a socially acceptable way...
Now all I have to do is tell them its alright for them to call me some really racist native thing... Somehow that will make things all better...
I'm really sleepy... If I dont go to bed, I'll write more later... Otherwise youll have to wait...
Dont you love cliffhanger endings?
Really thats just to set the tone for something that isnt dramatic at all...
Today was just another normal day... I attended (all) my classes, I ate birthday ice-cream cake, I napped...
One of the high school students got suspended for getting caught smoking on campus (underage)... I wasnt there for the fall out, but he had been warned numerous times, so I dont feel guilty in the slightest... Assides from the fact that I used his tire pump today to fill up my unicycle wheel... Maybe if he doesnt come back I can keep it forever... Much more convenient than having to walk all the way to the gas station with a flat tire...
I hope that doesnt make me a bad person, I know I'm teetering on the edge...
The dorm guys seem to be getting along really well now... Before it was calm and everyone did their own thing and was super friendly... Now we all seem to have cute pet names... 'Cept Gook and 'Tard-boy... But they named themselves, so I'm just gonna try not to talk to them (lest I have to call them by their oh so discriminatory names...)
Who am I kidding, Im a horrible person... It's a cheap thrill to call someone a gook in a socially acceptable way...
Now all I have to do is tell them its alright for them to call me some really racist native thing... Somehow that will make things all better...
I'm really sleepy... If I dont go to bed, I'll write more later... Otherwise youll have to wait...
Dont you love cliffhanger endings?
The Great Escape
So my record is still at 0 for classes skipped... And thats after one full week of classes!!!
I'm doing so good this year... I remain firm in my accountablility: If I skipp classes or do not hand an assignment on time => free shot to the kidneys
On the job side of things:
I'm sure your wondering what my name refers to... And I will divulge... But before you all think I'm obsessed, I'm not, but a lot of my stories involve one of the guys in dorm because he tends to be the most story worthy...
With that being said...
From the creators of Merry Thursday todays public art project was entitled (I think... if not that it is now) The Great Escape...
On a piece of dental floss was a pink sign that read
"Please do not pull.
-The forbidden fruit"
This floss was hanging outside of the window to his bedroom (which if you remember, overlooks the student centre)
On the other end of the floss was a collection of bedsheets, tied together with knots, in the fasion of a cartoon... Which would be tied to a bed post and hung from a window to escape...
The intent was, when someone pulled the string the sheets would drop...
But it was windy and the sign ripped, so we ended up dropping the sheets out manually...
Look at me, talking like it was my idea... No... no it wasn't...
Regardless, it must have had an effect, for one security guard called the RA cell phone to ask if a high school student had tried to escape from his bedroom...
Another security officer, apparently, stopped by his room because someone had seen a person fall from the window, and they were asked to check if the person was alright...
And just think, Im getting paid... I let these kids get away with murder (as long as they hide the bodies properly)...
Anyways... I switched to a no B.S. relationship with the high school kids today... When it came time to do room curfews I just started to yell like a prison guard... I may have even used the words lock down once or twice...
It seemed to be quite effective... I'll try it again some other time... maybe next week...
Otherwise things seem to be going quite well...
Until next time... Same bat time, same bat channel (ahahha I love pop culture references)
I'm doing so good this year... I remain firm in my accountablility: If I skipp classes or do not hand an assignment on time => free shot to the kidneys
On the job side of things:
I'm sure your wondering what my name refers to... And I will divulge... But before you all think I'm obsessed, I'm not, but a lot of my stories involve one of the guys in dorm because he tends to be the most story worthy...
With that being said...
From the creators of Merry Thursday todays public art project was entitled (I think... if not that it is now) The Great Escape...
On a piece of dental floss was a pink sign that read
"Please do not pull.
-The forbidden fruit"
This floss was hanging outside of the window to his bedroom (which if you remember, overlooks the student centre)
On the other end of the floss was a collection of bedsheets, tied together with knots, in the fasion of a cartoon... Which would be tied to a bed post and hung from a window to escape...
The intent was, when someone pulled the string the sheets would drop...
But it was windy and the sign ripped, so we ended up dropping the sheets out manually...
Look at me, talking like it was my idea... No... no it wasn't...
Regardless, it must have had an effect, for one security guard called the RA cell phone to ask if a high school student had tried to escape from his bedroom...
Another security officer, apparently, stopped by his room because someone had seen a person fall from the window, and they were asked to check if the person was alright...
And just think, Im getting paid... I let these kids get away with murder (as long as they hide the bodies properly)...
Anyways... I switched to a no B.S. relationship with the high school kids today... When it came time to do room curfews I just started to yell like a prison guard... I may have even used the words lock down once or twice...
It seemed to be quite effective... I'll try it again some other time... maybe next week...
Otherwise things seem to be going quite well...
Until next time... Same bat time, same bat channel (ahahha I love pop culture references)
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
Movie Night
We went and saw a movie tonight...
By we, I mean a large number of dormies and Regan... It was totally worth seeing the movie a second time... Both because I got to watch regan jump everytime one of the characters moved and because I got to notice all the little subtle things that i missed the first time I saw it (no spoiler alert, I wont tell you a thing)...
So far so good: I have continued my attendance of every class and or lab i have yet to have. I think this is a record for me... And I am 1 week ahead in my labs! Me.. yes Me!!!!
I think I made a real personal connection with one of the guys today. He talked a lot, and I listened... It made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside... Like I was doing something right. I don't think he had anything to work through that he divulged to me, but he sure did have a lot to say...
Oh, and I got a note from my boss telling me that I'm doing a great job this year! 3 years and $30k, and I may have finally got my shit sorted out...
I kinda like my job at the moment. Considering how much stress 16 teenagers can put on your life when you have to deal with them all day every day (all those of you thinking I dont know what its like to be a parent: I fullfill most of the prerequisits of parenthood... I wake them up in the morning for classes, I put them to bed each night, I worry about them if their out late on friday and they didnt tell me where I'm going, I scold them when I catch them smoking (which satisfies the do-as-I-say-and-not-as-I-do hypocrasy most parents seem to have nailed down))
Now multiply it by 16, (which is the number of kids I am working with) and you have my situation...
I sound like a stay at home minus the labour pains and the overworked husband that occasionally buys me shiny things...
I need to marry me a rich man...
I dont know that it would solve any of my problems, but who doesnt like shiny things...
Oh!
I talked to my VP internal (identify yourself if you like) and he promised me that my request for red bull to be sold on campus would make it into the minutes for the next student association meeting!
Woot!
I promise to get a copy of the minutes if at all possible, and posta my achievement on here... It shall be my college glory! Bringing red bull to campus!
I will update before then... I dont think the meeting is for a few days...
By we, I mean a large number of dormies and Regan... It was totally worth seeing the movie a second time... Both because I got to watch regan jump everytime one of the characters moved and because I got to notice all the little subtle things that i missed the first time I saw it (no spoiler alert, I wont tell you a thing)...
So far so good: I have continued my attendance of every class and or lab i have yet to have. I think this is a record for me... And I am 1 week ahead in my labs! Me.. yes Me!!!!
I think I made a real personal connection with one of the guys today. He talked a lot, and I listened... It made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside... Like I was doing something right. I don't think he had anything to work through that he divulged to me, but he sure did have a lot to say...
Oh, and I got a note from my boss telling me that I'm doing a great job this year! 3 years and $30k, and I may have finally got my shit sorted out...
I kinda like my job at the moment. Considering how much stress 16 teenagers can put on your life when you have to deal with them all day every day (all those of you thinking I dont know what its like to be a parent: I fullfill most of the prerequisits of parenthood... I wake them up in the morning for classes, I put them to bed each night, I worry about them if their out late on friday and they didnt tell me where I'm going, I scold them when I catch them smoking (which satisfies the do-as-I-say-and-not-as-I-do hypocrasy most parents seem to have nailed down))
Now multiply it by 16, (which is the number of kids I am working with) and you have my situation...
I sound like a stay at home minus the labour pains and the overworked husband that occasionally buys me shiny things...
I need to marry me a rich man...
I dont know that it would solve any of my problems, but who doesnt like shiny things...
Oh!
I talked to my VP internal (identify yourself if you like) and he promised me that my request for red bull to be sold on campus would make it into the minutes for the next student association meeting!
Woot!
I promise to get a copy of the minutes if at all possible, and posta my achievement on here... It shall be my college glory! Bringing red bull to campus!
I will update before then... I dont think the meeting is for a few days...
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
A Week Began
So I'm chronicalling my life on my white board...
Well, not quite... I wouldn't bore the people in dorm that much, trust me... Instead I write most of my chronicals in here...
My first entry of the evening... I have no idea how to spell chronicals or chronicalling... And truth be known, I dont even feel the desire to look it up at dictionary.com or use spell check...
Go me, eh?
My corruption of dorm knows no end... One of the university guys is planning on getting his lip pierced this weekend...
I have no idea if I managed to persuade him or not, as he seems to have a thought of what to do.. But he invited me to come with him... I take that to mean "oh piercing God, have mercy on me"
Mayhaps Im reading a little bit too far into this...
My job is going well... I've decided to really look past the 'I'm being paid to hang out with people' aspect of things... Well, really, I've just chosen to ignore it...
Instead I'm focusing on the 'I'm gonna make dorm fun' things...
Although tonight I am going to go through the fridge and throw out everything that isn't labled...
Even if I know it was put in there tonight... If you could have only seen how grody the communal fridge gets through the year, you would understand why I have the need to routinely go through and toss things...
Actually I think I could paint a pretty good picture, so let me do as such:
It is a standard residential size fridge, in the common area, herin refferred to as the 'lounge fridge'...
Such fridge is open and available at all times for any persons to deposit perishable food so as to keep such perishables slightly less perished...
All involved in deposit and storage in regards to one 'lounge fridge' do so mainly with items purchased at the cafeteria establishment which we all frequent... This establishment provides all food in convenient styrofoam containers, which stack nicely in the 'lounge fridge'...
After several months of stacking, the containers at the bottom, become... well... a little less than edible...
Combined with the fact that most college aged male students have a mentality such that 'if no one else is going to clean it, neither am I'...
This results in an odor which can permiate through the asbestos in the walls and the floor, redering all three floors of this building with a god awful stench that takes a 4 month period (May-Sep) to clear...
Just in time for the cycle to begin once again...
So I put a sign on the door "if its not marked with a name and a date I will through it out"...
I opened the fridge today and found several unmarked styrafoam containers... They'll be gone once everyone has gone to bed...
Am I even spelling styrafoam right?
I am doing really well this year, as far as attendance goes...
I have atended and remained conscious in all of my classes thus far (be very proud... I made it through a 3 hour lecture on the outlines of what we will be covering in my Economics of Public Expenditure class)
I've already done homework as well...
And I'm already prepared for my lab tomorrow afternoon (gone are the days where I frantically cram information into my head 10 minutes before the lab so that I dont look like an idiot when I go for the wrong chemicals)...
Well, at least for this week...
Before I leave tonight, I'll let you all know that Red Bull is all I want for christmas, birthdays and as 'get well soon' presents...
Adios
Well, not quite... I wouldn't bore the people in dorm that much, trust me... Instead I write most of my chronicals in here...
My first entry of the evening... I have no idea how to spell chronicals or chronicalling... And truth be known, I dont even feel the desire to look it up at dictionary.com or use spell check...
Go me, eh?
My corruption of dorm knows no end... One of the university guys is planning on getting his lip pierced this weekend...
I have no idea if I managed to persuade him or not, as he seems to have a thought of what to do.. But he invited me to come with him... I take that to mean "oh piercing God, have mercy on me"
Mayhaps Im reading a little bit too far into this...
My job is going well... I've decided to really look past the 'I'm being paid to hang out with people' aspect of things... Well, really, I've just chosen to ignore it...
Instead I'm focusing on the 'I'm gonna make dorm fun' things...
Although tonight I am going to go through the fridge and throw out everything that isn't labled...
Even if I know it was put in there tonight... If you could have only seen how grody the communal fridge gets through the year, you would understand why I have the need to routinely go through and toss things...
Actually I think I could paint a pretty good picture, so let me do as such:
It is a standard residential size fridge, in the common area, herin refferred to as the 'lounge fridge'...
Such fridge is open and available at all times for any persons to deposit perishable food so as to keep such perishables slightly less perished...
All involved in deposit and storage in regards to one 'lounge fridge' do so mainly with items purchased at the cafeteria establishment which we all frequent... This establishment provides all food in convenient styrofoam containers, which stack nicely in the 'lounge fridge'...
After several months of stacking, the containers at the bottom, become... well... a little less than edible...
Combined with the fact that most college aged male students have a mentality such that 'if no one else is going to clean it, neither am I'...
This results in an odor which can permiate through the asbestos in the walls and the floor, redering all three floors of this building with a god awful stench that takes a 4 month period (May-Sep) to clear...
Just in time for the cycle to begin once again...
So I put a sign on the door "if its not marked with a name and a date I will through it out"...
I opened the fridge today and found several unmarked styrafoam containers... They'll be gone once everyone has gone to bed...
Am I even spelling styrafoam right?
I am doing really well this year, as far as attendance goes...
I have atended and remained conscious in all of my classes thus far (be very proud... I made it through a 3 hour lecture on the outlines of what we will be covering in my Economics of Public Expenditure class)
I've already done homework as well...
And I'm already prepared for my lab tomorrow afternoon (gone are the days where I frantically cram information into my head 10 minutes before the lab so that I dont look like an idiot when I go for the wrong chemicals)...
Well, at least for this week...
Before I leave tonight, I'll let you all know that Red Bull is all I want for christmas, birthdays and as 'get well soon' presents...
Adios
Friday, September 09, 2005
Friends
Have you ever pad to have a friend?
I know 40 students who have...
I am, more or less, paid for two roles. I am a semi-authority figure (ah ha! go me!!!) dishing out a nice mixture of rules and punishment. Easier said than done for most, myself included. I want to rain down fire as on Gamorrah, but more often than note a gentle "okay guys, come on! =) " is more than sufficient.
My second job is to make these poor students feel like dorm is their home. Well, it is their home, but I need to give it that "country fresh-baked-apple-pie-with-gramma" home. As such I am obligated to be friendly with all the residence of founders hall, and attempt to build personal relationships with each and every one of them... The little tykes...
I feel like a coach for a peewee baseball team sometimes...
"way to go guys" [wow this is lame] "you're doing great" [I wonder whats on TV right now] "keep up the good work" [do I still get paid if they quit?]
You know how it is...
Sometimes I just can't win... And although trying is fun and all, everyone knows winning is the important part...
For example, who finished last in the tour de france? (I dont actually care, so you don't need to run a google search to find the answer so you can pretend you knew it offhand)
Bet you can tell me who won though...
Winning is important...
But for some reason I'm having a problem with this whol being friends with everyone in dorm.
The prize is a friendship. And the reward is a paycheck.
And therin lies the problem. My motivation for being friends with these guys is a paycheque...
Even if the guy ends up being really realy super cool, and we would have been the best of friends in the very end, I will always have, on the side, the idea that I may very well be their friend simply for the paycheck...
I felt guilty tonight. We have a quota of how much 1 on 1 time we're supposed to spend with the different residences... I met the symester quota for one of the guys already, so technically I am not obligated to spend any more time with him if I dont want to... But the only reason I know how cool he is lies solely in the paycheck I will be picking up tomorrow afternoon.
I know I should be viewing this as an opertunity, especially since I often find motivation a hard concept to understand...
Oh well, I'll give it a little while longer and see if the feeling goes away...
guten Nacht!
I know 40 students who have...
I am, more or less, paid for two roles. I am a semi-authority figure (ah ha! go me!!!) dishing out a nice mixture of rules and punishment. Easier said than done for most, myself included. I want to rain down fire as on Gamorrah, but more often than note a gentle "okay guys, come on! =) " is more than sufficient.
My second job is to make these poor students feel like dorm is their home. Well, it is their home, but I need to give it that "country fresh-baked-apple-pie-with-gramma" home. As such I am obligated to be friendly with all the residence of founders hall, and attempt to build personal relationships with each and every one of them... The little tykes...
I feel like a coach for a peewee baseball team sometimes...
"way to go guys" [wow this is lame] "you're doing great" [I wonder whats on TV right now] "keep up the good work" [do I still get paid if they quit?]
You know how it is...
Sometimes I just can't win... And although trying is fun and all, everyone knows winning is the important part...
For example, who finished last in the tour de france? (I dont actually care, so you don't need to run a google search to find the answer so you can pretend you knew it offhand)
Bet you can tell me who won though...
Winning is important...
But for some reason I'm having a problem with this whol being friends with everyone in dorm.
The prize is a friendship. And the reward is a paycheck.
And therin lies the problem. My motivation for being friends with these guys is a paycheque...
Even if the guy ends up being really realy super cool, and we would have been the best of friends in the very end, I will always have, on the side, the idea that I may very well be their friend simply for the paycheck...
I felt guilty tonight. We have a quota of how much 1 on 1 time we're supposed to spend with the different residences... I met the symester quota for one of the guys already, so technically I am not obligated to spend any more time with him if I dont want to... But the only reason I know how cool he is lies solely in the paycheck I will be picking up tomorrow afternoon.
I know I should be viewing this as an opertunity, especially since I often find motivation a hard concept to understand...
Oh well, I'll give it a little while longer and see if the feeling goes away...
guten Nacht!
Thursday, September 08, 2005
Slightly Less BItter
So I'm in the lab I needed to be in, and so I'm slightly less angry at Concordia...
I'm glad that things worked out in the end... but the idea that "just wait until next week when you can't register for other classes and we wont give you a refund" was the option initially presented is severly retarded...
I suppose its for the best...
I'm glad that things worked out in the end... but the idea that "just wait until next week when you can't register for other classes and we wont give you a refund" was the option initially presented is severly retarded...
I suppose its for the best...
Merry Thursday
So the guys in dorm are really starting to get used to each other... Its so cute to see all the little first years come to the realization "hey! this isn't high school, and I'm not being jusged"
Two of the guys, whos room overlooks the student centre, just spent the last hour painting a sign that says 'Merry Thursday' and hanging it outside their window...
I helped a little, by donating my string of party lights for the cause...
Its beautiful, and I'll try to get seme pictures going... I dont think you can comprehend how amusing it is...
Choir callbacks were today... There seemed to be a good mix of voices, and I look forward to seeing if Hoop makes me a Bass or a Baritone...
I thin I have the potential to be the power baritone... Scary thought... Very scary thought...
We'll see...
Concordia is being stupid as always... I want to be in a lab, but they can't promise I'll be in it... Last day to register in a different class is friday... The day they told me I could find out if there is room in the lab is tuesday...
Do they not see the problems with this?
fuck them...
Thats my rant for the day...
I mean, it's Concordias fault I am on the lab waiting list in the first place...
Concordia staff, if you are reading this: YOU MESSED UP BIG TIME!
I am most certainly not here because of the people i get to deal with in the offices or the hoops I have to jump through to get anything done...
Two of the guys, whos room overlooks the student centre, just spent the last hour painting a sign that says 'Merry Thursday' and hanging it outside their window...
I helped a little, by donating my string of party lights for the cause...
Its beautiful, and I'll try to get seme pictures going... I dont think you can comprehend how amusing it is...
Choir callbacks were today... There seemed to be a good mix of voices, and I look forward to seeing if Hoop makes me a Bass or a Baritone...
I thin I have the potential to be the power baritone... Scary thought... Very scary thought...
We'll see...
Concordia is being stupid as always... I want to be in a lab, but they can't promise I'll be in it... Last day to register in a different class is friday... The day they told me I could find out if there is room in the lab is tuesday...
Do they not see the problems with this?
fuck them...
Thats my rant for the day...
I mean, it's Concordias fault I am on the lab waiting list in the first place...
Concordia staff, if you are reading this: YOU MESSED UP BIG TIME!
I am most certainly not here because of the people i get to deal with in the offices or the hoops I have to jump through to get anything done...
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
A New Year
So today is my final day of freedom for the symester...
I complained about the grind a few posts back... Actually, this is where it starts...
It should be a lot of fun; Im taking a lot lighter courseload than in previous years, so i'm hoping my GPA will improve significantly.
The guys in dorm are not too bad... I have a few favourites, but I'm not paid enough to be impartial, so I'll hang out with whom ever I choose, at the expense of time with the others...
I took one of the kiddies out to get a piercing today! So we now have a new inductee to the pierced world! I will continue moulding them in my image, and I'll hopefully have plenty of minions to do my bidding by the time the year is over...
Rant of the evening:
I was riding the bus this evening. Now, as those of you who know me, I am not a punk kid (I look the part, but I stray far from the prerequisites of punk kid). Regular biases, nobody usually sits next to me on the bus unless, of course, it's someone I know... This isn't a problem at all, in fact I enjoy the personal space every once in a while...
The bus ended up getting a little bit busy, and an older lady ended up sitting next to me (I slid in so she could have the isle)
A few minutes passed by and it got a little bit busier... An older japanese couple loaded onto the bus...
Let me pause to point out that there were empty seats in the courtesy section of the bus (the front section of the bus designated for elderly and disabled people)...
Anyways, for whatever reason this couple didnt end up sitting down right away, and with the hustle and bustle of people getting on and off the bus, somehow managed to find themselves looking slightly disoriented in he back half of the bus (curtesy seats still available)...
The old lady next to me does the up and down routine towards me, and added a very stern "Well?!"
"Well, what?" I replied (a valid question, I thought)
"Aren't you going to offer one of them your spot?"
"What?"
"I'm not gonna stand in the isle, you need to offer your seat"
Now, I have no problem standing on a bus, but I'll be damned if I'm going to be dictated as to when I must give up my seat, especially when its by someone is to stubburn to give up their own seat...
So I did what came natural...
I picked up my phone, pretended to dial, waited a few seconds and then said "hey MattyK! youll never guess what this old bag is trying to get me to do... Oh hold on, she's getting up... thats a shame"
She moved to the very back of the bus...
And the japanese couple ended up back at the front of the bus sitting in the curtesy seats...
I complained about the grind a few posts back... Actually, this is where it starts...
It should be a lot of fun; Im taking a lot lighter courseload than in previous years, so i'm hoping my GPA will improve significantly.
The guys in dorm are not too bad... I have a few favourites, but I'm not paid enough to be impartial, so I'll hang out with whom ever I choose, at the expense of time with the others...
I took one of the kiddies out to get a piercing today! So we now have a new inductee to the pierced world! I will continue moulding them in my image, and I'll hopefully have plenty of minions to do my bidding by the time the year is over...
Rant of the evening:
I was riding the bus this evening. Now, as those of you who know me, I am not a punk kid (I look the part, but I stray far from the prerequisites of punk kid). Regular biases, nobody usually sits next to me on the bus unless, of course, it's someone I know... This isn't a problem at all, in fact I enjoy the personal space every once in a while...
The bus ended up getting a little bit busy, and an older lady ended up sitting next to me (I slid in so she could have the isle)
A few minutes passed by and it got a little bit busier... An older japanese couple loaded onto the bus...
Let me pause to point out that there were empty seats in the courtesy section of the bus (the front section of the bus designated for elderly and disabled people)...
Anyways, for whatever reason this couple didnt end up sitting down right away, and with the hustle and bustle of people getting on and off the bus, somehow managed to find themselves looking slightly disoriented in he back half of the bus (curtesy seats still available)...
The old lady next to me does the up and down routine towards me, and added a very stern "Well?!"
"Well, what?" I replied (a valid question, I thought)
"Aren't you going to offer one of them your spot?"
"What?"
"I'm not gonna stand in the isle, you need to offer your seat"
Now, I have no problem standing on a bus, but I'll be damned if I'm going to be dictated as to when I must give up my seat, especially when its by someone is to stubburn to give up their own seat...
So I did what came natural...
I picked up my phone, pretended to dial, waited a few seconds and then said "hey MattyK! youll never guess what this old bag is trying to get me to do... Oh hold on, she's getting up... thats a shame"
She moved to the very back of the bus...
And the japanese couple ended up back at the front of the bus sitting in the curtesy seats...
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
Sunday, September 04, 2005
Peer Said
I was having a lot of trouble thinking of a title that wouldnt give away what I was going to talk about... But its too exciting, so I'll just say it!
I got a new piercing!
So hawt! Its a rook... If you dont know what that is, I suggest you look for pictures... Its nothing you couldnt look at with parental filtre on, so no worries...
In other exciting news, I got another level of certification in first aid...
My boss seems to think that our instructor was hitting on me...
He was a big guy, worked 15 years in EMT... Could probibly be a formidible bouncer...
I didnt think he was hitting on me...
Crap... Why do I have to be so darn attractive?
I must get it from MattyK
I got a new piercing!
So hawt! Its a rook... If you dont know what that is, I suggest you look for pictures... Its nothing you couldnt look at with parental filtre on, so no worries...
In other exciting news, I got another level of certification in first aid...
My boss seems to think that our instructor was hitting on me...
He was a big guy, worked 15 years in EMT... Could probibly be a formidible bouncer...
I didnt think he was hitting on me...
Crap... Why do I have to be so darn attractive?
I must get it from MattyK
Saturday, September 03, 2005
Stupid Concordia
Ah ha ha to redundancy!
Today I got in a verbal spat with one of the office workers at my school...
My friend, jenn, had her first full day on campus, and so I took her to get her meal card and confirmation schedual and blah blah blah...
And while at the little station where this is done, I made mention that it is very important she change her school adress to Concordia, lest they send all the important forms that need to be signed to your home address (completely disregarding the fact that you have to fill out countless forms and pay exhorbant amounts of money to be in dorm, all the non-dorm staff are completely unaware that you do not commute 1500km to school)...
This concordia worker overheard me and added "once you change your address we will be sure to send it to the proper place"
to which I added
"actually, I've lived in dorm for three complete years, and I still get information from Concordia regarding student loans, class registration, and fees sent to my old home"
"well that just doesnt happen" was her response "we are careful to send it to the proper address blah blah blah" or something to that accord (she may have actually said blah blah blah... My eyes glazed over...
Needless to say, I didnt mention that for the longest time Concordia sent mail to my house with the wrong postal code (Our postal code changed from V4P 1M5 to V3S 0L5 sometime in my grade 12 year... And V4P 1M5 appeared on my mail well into my second year) depite my signing of 3 confirmation sheets (where they explicitly ask you to check all mailing information)...
Oh... and today was chocolate fondue night...
MmmmmMmmMmMmm
Gnights!
Today I got in a verbal spat with one of the office workers at my school...
My friend, jenn, had her first full day on campus, and so I took her to get her meal card and confirmation schedual and blah blah blah...
And while at the little station where this is done, I made mention that it is very important she change her school adress to Concordia, lest they send all the important forms that need to be signed to your home address (completely disregarding the fact that you have to fill out countless forms and pay exhorbant amounts of money to be in dorm, all the non-dorm staff are completely unaware that you do not commute 1500km to school)...
This concordia worker overheard me and added "once you change your address we will be sure to send it to the proper place"
to which I added
"actually, I've lived in dorm for three complete years, and I still get information from Concordia regarding student loans, class registration, and fees sent to my old home"
"well that just doesnt happen" was her response "we are careful to send it to the proper address blah blah blah" or something to that accord (she may have actually said blah blah blah... My eyes glazed over...
Needless to say, I didnt mention that for the longest time Concordia sent mail to my house with the wrong postal code (Our postal code changed from V4P 1M5 to V3S 0L5 sometime in my grade 12 year... And V4P 1M5 appeared on my mail well into my second year) depite my signing of 3 confirmation sheets (where they explicitly ask you to check all mailing information)...
Oh... and today was chocolate fondue night...
MmmmmMmmMmMmm
Gnights!
Friday, September 02, 2005
Alberta Centennial
For those of you who don't know, yesterday was the 100th anniversary of alberta joining confederation...
There were fireworks!
As a kind of impromptu event, I took some of the University students out for celebratory beers...
It was kind of ironic, I am from southern BC, Vince is from northern BC, Mexico is, well, from mexico, and Undie is from germany...
We were celebrating a province to which none of us had any emotional attachment...
Our celebrating turned into an impromtu pub crawl... We ended up at quite a number of pubs and bars last night... Maybe more than we should have (judging by one of our party members dash to pay homage to the porcelain goddess)...
But our funny story of the evening:
Well, asides from the fact that we call Malte 'Undie' now... but you had to be there for that one...
Anyways...
We were sitting at a bar table, enjoying the conversations... All of us have done some major travelling, and we were comparing experiences in various places...
Then Undie noticed an attactive lady walking past the very very large bay window to which we were adjacent... We, being the inhebriated gentlemen we are, turned to gawk...
Just in time for her to bend over and have a large volume of half eating food products come flying out of her mouth...
She went down a few notches on the attractive scale...
She was there for a number of minutes, and a cab pulled up...
She stood up, got into the cab... As they were about to leave, she opened the door, leaned out, and let out a whole new wave of mucusy puke...
A few more notches down...
The cabbie, wanting nothing to do with vomit, got out of his car and helped her back out of the vehicle and set her down on the curb again...
He proceeded to drive off...
I can't say I've ever seen someone to drunk to cab home...
Oh well
There were fireworks!
As a kind of impromptu event, I took some of the University students out for celebratory beers...
It was kind of ironic, I am from southern BC, Vince is from northern BC, Mexico is, well, from mexico, and Undie is from germany...
We were celebrating a province to which none of us had any emotional attachment...
Our celebrating turned into an impromtu pub crawl... We ended up at quite a number of pubs and bars last night... Maybe more than we should have (judging by one of our party members dash to pay homage to the porcelain goddess)...
But our funny story of the evening:
Well, asides from the fact that we call Malte 'Undie' now... but you had to be there for that one...
Anyways...
We were sitting at a bar table, enjoying the conversations... All of us have done some major travelling, and we were comparing experiences in various places...
Then Undie noticed an attactive lady walking past the very very large bay window to which we were adjacent... We, being the inhebriated gentlemen we are, turned to gawk...
Just in time for her to bend over and have a large volume of half eating food products come flying out of her mouth...
She went down a few notches on the attractive scale...
She was there for a number of minutes, and a cab pulled up...
She stood up, got into the cab... As they were about to leave, she opened the door, leaned out, and let out a whole new wave of mucusy puke...
A few more notches down...
The cabbie, wanting nothing to do with vomit, got out of his car and helped her back out of the vehicle and set her down on the curb again...
He proceeded to drive off...
I can't say I've ever seen someone to drunk to cab home...
Oh well
Thursday, September 01, 2005
Guilt
So i feel a little guilty...
I went shopping today for mystart of the year fondue party...
yes, yes, I know, martha sruart eat your heart out...
I was given a $100 budget... which is approximately 2x what I got last year, and we had RONS of fruit left over...
But thats not the guilt...
So as I was saying, I went to store...
I found all the merchendise I was looking for without much of a problem, but silly me, I forgot to write down the codes for the products I bought in bulk... *sigh*
So that made the purchasing process a little longer than it should have been..
My fault, I'm sorry...
All of my friends who work in shopping plexs are now plotting my demise, I know it...
Anyways, the guilt comes in when she was stuggling to find the bulk chocolate (for the fondue)...
I told her that it was milk chocolate, and she frantically started flipping through the pages looking for the appropriate code...
Not finding it, she comes back to me, saying "Is it alright if I charge it as bulk chocolate chips?"
"yeah, sure"
"I just don't want to charge you too much for the chocolate"
"how much is it?"
"$0.79 / 100 g"
"Nah, that sounds about right"
Now I'm sure you're wondering why I feel guilty, but it's because I know full well that the chocolate is 1.69 / 100 g...
So I may have ripped her off a little (I was buying chocolate for 30 or so people)...
*phew*
Feels good to get that off the chest...
I went shopping today for mystart of the year fondue party...
yes, yes, I know, martha sruart eat your heart out...
I was given a $100 budget... which is approximately 2x what I got last year, and we had RONS of fruit left over...
But thats not the guilt...
So as I was saying, I went to store...
I found all the merchendise I was looking for without much of a problem, but silly me, I forgot to write down the codes for the products I bought in bulk... *sigh*
So that made the purchasing process a little longer than it should have been..
My fault, I'm sorry...
All of my friends who work in shopping plexs are now plotting my demise, I know it...
Anyways, the guilt comes in when she was stuggling to find the bulk chocolate (for the fondue)...
I told her that it was milk chocolate, and she frantically started flipping through the pages looking for the appropriate code...
Not finding it, she comes back to me, saying "Is it alright if I charge it as bulk chocolate chips?"
"yeah, sure"
"I just don't want to charge you too much for the chocolate"
"how much is it?"
"$0.79 / 100 g"
"Nah, that sounds about right"
Now I'm sure you're wondering why I feel guilty, but it's because I know full well that the chocolate is 1.69 / 100 g...
So I may have ripped her off a little (I was buying chocolate for 30 or so people)...
*phew*
Feels good to get that off the chest...
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