Gone for a Couple of Days

Today I leave at 6 from school. My family is picking me up and then we're going away for Thursday and Friday. I have to work early Saturday morning so I'll either be coming late Friday night or early Saturday morning. Then I have this Crim paper to work on on Saturday night and on Sunday night. And then all day Monday because it is due at 6 on Monday. Is anyone available to edit my stupid project on Monday? Please?

I guess I won't be posting for awhile, probably not till Monday night at the earliest. Except Monday night I have to start reading for my Soc test on Wednesday. But my Soc test is my last thing before exams! Yay!

I just read through Shashi's movie ticket post. That was incredibly moving. It made me wish that I kept all the movie tickets I've ever had. I have most of the stuff from me and Rene. It used to be scattered all over my room; in picture frames and on my bulletin board, on my nightstand, everywhere. Then when we broke up my friend cleaned up my room and put it all in a bag. It sits in a closet right now. It's funny, I can tell myself that this will all stop, but it doesn't feel like it will. And I know that one day I will meet someone else, but right now it doesn't feel that way. I'm not sure when this hurt will end, at the moment I can't really see an end to it. But I guess it's not like that is it? It's not like one day something just clicks over and you're done hurting. I think it's more like one day, mid afternoon, you find something that reminds you of it, and you realize that it doesn't hurt anymore, that there's just been so much time that it just doesn't matter anymore. I want that moment that Janet had when she went through that stuff that Godfrey gave her, when he dropped off that package. She just seemed completly divorced from it all, like it no longer impacted her. It's interesting, this feeling of hurt has taken on so many different forms. I know it's decreased in intensity which is good. But it's also mutated and shifted and I don't know, it's just been an interesting experience. Gah this is overly dramatic and self revealing now isn't it? I'll probably take this post down later.

Oh I just called work, apparently I have to smell one of the cashiers on Saturday to see if she smells like beer or other intoxicating substances (for those of you who know me really well, you know that I wrote that sentence that way because I don't know how to spell the word alchoal). This should be interesting.

Rather good day

So I had a very interesting day. Well at least to me it was interesting. I woke up sad, but don't worry my mood improved throughout the day.

I napped in the afternoon, but also got a lot of work done. We had a guest speaker in criminology, that was fun because he was actually interesting. Although whenever he thought he was losing his audience he would raise his voice to yelling point, which became slightly unnerving.

I also took a risk today in Criminology, it's a long (uninteresting) story but basically my friend and I have been in a fight for the past little. I think I made the first move to forgiveness today (not sure actually), and I dunno things seemed to shift more back to normal. Except I've thought this fight was over before, and then it wasn't. Anyway, today I feel good because I took a risk that required courage (etc.) and it did not come back to bite me in the ass.

I also got a lot of studying done after class, which made me feel oh so productive. I also messed around on facebook for a long period of time. I was hoping to discover some long lost friend, but did not, basically I just added people whom (Shashi is 'whom' the right word to use there?) I see on a daily basis.

Most important event of today: Today was my Mom's first day back at work! I called her, she said she had a good time. Yay Mom!!!

Good night all

Very Good Weekend

I recovered nicely from my weird feeling on Saturday, I did so with the aide of Angus. He was at the mall and I ended up joining him. It was a wonderful time. I heart Angus.

I bought new running shoes, and AA batteries. And pajamas! For 12.98. OK I will admit that I was duped by the .98, I actually rounded down to twelve instead of up to thirteen. But that's ok, the pajamas are great; pink tanktop and stripy pants. I love my new pjs. And shoes, and hey the batteries too, so they don't feel left out.

At the floor pub I did not drink! Yay me! It was mostly just the people from our floor but a couple strangers showed up and we all had a good time. There was still green beer left over from St. Patricks day and people were drinking that, and there was Irish music playing so there was a lot of crazy dancing. At about 1:30 some of us left and got cheesecake at this place called Futures. Well I didn't buy a slice, because I'm working on saving money now, but other people did and they shared with me. Nothing is more delicious at 1:30 in the morning than cheesecake. Except maybe Smartfood popcorn. I love that stuff.

Then today (Sunday) I went to the library. I also love the library! I got to spend so long studying for my mythology test.

Then I came back to my room and moved EVERYTHING. For those of you who have ever moved all your stuff around, you know the feeling I am currently experiencing. It feels like anything is possible! A whole new lease on life. I gained a lot of space too, my room actually has an echo now. My only fear is that since I moved my bed to a different wall, I might get out of bed into the wall. And now I can lean on the wall and read. Oh so many possibilities!

That's life right now, I think I'll work on my Crim Paper. Oh sentencing for violent offenders.

Broken and Weird

I feel odd today. All weird and useless. I just don't want to do anything, like at all. I don't even want to lie around and do nothing. I tried reading the paper and that wasn't fun. I tried watching crap on TLC and that was unenjoyable. I was supposed to go to the mall today... but then I didn't feel like doing that either. This feeling is entirely frustrating because I cannot articulate what exactly it is that I want. I am currently eating an apple in the hopes that that will fix me. Oh and drinking water, because I figure I'm very dehydrated from my night of drinking with Angus last night.

Seeing Angus was fun, I had a good time and I got out of residence. Except the Ceasar salad I had sucked.

I also saw Peter yesterday. That's always fun. We were talking with his friend Fish, who loves yo-yos. And Fish was showing me how to yo-yo, then him and Peter decided that what's better than yo-yoing at the engineering bar? yo-yoing on the roof. So we end up on the roof of this building just playing with yo-yo's. I spent most of my time trying to rewind my yo-yo. Then there was some fooze ball playing (inside, not on the roof).

Tonight is our floor pub, I don't think I'll get drunk again, but who knows. I don't really feel like adding alchoal to this unusual feeling.

Facebook and Hi5

I joined facebook yesterday. For the uninitiated it's this online friend thing, where you just link to people you know, and then marvel at all the friends you have. I guess it can also be used to reconnect with people who you knew from high school but now no longer talk to. Hi5 is the same thing, except I have more people on Hi5 (like 5 versus the three on facebook). Shashi is one of my friends on Facebook, actually she was the whole reason I joined. I joined this RHHS group on Hi5. Then it was filled with all these gr.9s and 10s... so I felt stupid for joining. But I'm too lazy to unjoin.

Today my Crim Law class was filmed by TVO. I don't know why. I wouldn't even call it filming. There was no panning the room, or intense zoom ins, there was just a lady who set up a camera on a tripod, and then read a book through class. The book reading bothered me, because that class is amazing and people should feel lucky just to be in the room. For example today we learned about this guy who was being arressted for robbery, upon arrest he invoked his right to a lawyer, the cops said "Sure. We're just going to ask a couple simple questions."
This was what occurred:
Cops: "What is your name?"
Andrew: "Andrew Alsop"
Cops: "Where do you live?"
Andrew: "56 Sheerborne Lane"
Cops: "Is this the knife you used for the burglary?"
Andrew: "No I used a gun.... crap"

See? How could you read a book through such a hilarious story. Don't worry though Andrew's confession was inadmissable in court because the cops shouldn't have questioned him after he asked for his lawyer. I love the law.

Another test post

This post is really so I can see if I got the right time zone set.

But I guess I have to give you something. You know, keep the people interested.

I'm hungry. Really hungry. And dinner tonight sucks. But I'm going out Thursday, Friday and Saturday so I can't afford to just buy myself a pizza. Oh and Saturday I'm doing a big mall trip for myself, and that's going to be a lot of money too.

Looking forward to the mall trip. I get to go all by myself and leave behid the noise and tension of residence. Don't get me wrong, residence life is wonderful, it's just that right now everyone is stressed out. And we've all lived and played and worked together for the whole year, so we're all kind of tired of each other. It's just a little tense.

That's it I guess. Let's hope the time stamp is right.

My First Entry!

So Ok. This is very experimental here. I don't really know how to do this, so please just be patient.

I can't promise I will keep this blog, or that I will post often. But I figure this could be fun.

OK I will later post stories of my hilarious adventures and ponderings on life. But right now I want to look around and fiddle with all the settings on this blog.