Wednesday, November 30, 2005

ain't it funny.

coming up with a clear, concise ending to a paper that: is inchorent, lacks any sort of argument, merely elaborates on whatever the text book says, uses bogus sources, is shorter than the minimum required length, and has no real topic/thesis statement is always a party. on the bright side, i couldn't give half a hoot as to what happens to this 9 page-turned-6 page philosophy paper from hell. now i'm off to work on my journals and then bask in the knowledge that i am done of assignments until january. this is a short lived triumph of course, since i'll soon come crashing back down to reality when i realize my exams aren't as far off as i'd like them to be.

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

no.

I'm currently swamped with work because I'm a lazy bumhole who leaves everything until the last possible minute. Luckily, once Thursday rolls around I'll be done of everything (minus exams) until January when 2nd semester commences. Anyway, since I really should be getting back to work on my papers, journals, and readings, I shall leave you with this:

No:
No, no intentes disculparte
No juegues a insistir
Las excusas ya existían antes de ti

No, no me mires como antes
No hables en plural
La retórica es tu arma más letal

Voy a pedirte que no vuelvas más
Siento que me duelas todavía aquí
Adentro

Y que a tu edad sepas bien lo que es
Romperle el corazón a alguien así

No se puede vivir con tanto veneno,
La esperanza que me da tu amor
No me la dio más nadie,
Te juro, no miento

No se puede vivir con tanto veneno
No se puede dedicar el alma
A acumular intentos
Pesa más la rabia que el cemento

Espero que no esperes que te espere
Después de mis 26
La paciencia se me ha ido hasta los pies

Y voy deshojando margaritas
Y mirando sin mirar
Para ver si así, te irritas y te vas

Saturday, November 26, 2005

pinch me.

It's been a few days since my last "real" update, so I suppose I should give one. Except, I have nothing of importance to say. Nothing overtly exciting has happened. Did my theatre class monologue/final exam tonight. We had a decent crowd. My stupid sword got stuck in its seeth at first which was embarrassing. Luckily I made up for it by scaring everyone with my butter knife turned dagger.

I saw Rent today. I won't go into detail, but let's just say it's groteskly overrated.

I think the bank has been stealing money from me. I went to the ATM today to deposit my paycheque and I had a bit less than I should have had. I am not impressed. I shall not rest until I have acquired the last of the funds owed to me. PC Financial picked the wrong person to embezzle money from.

On a completely unrelated note, I have a 9 page philosophy paper due on Thursday which I have not started, infact I still haven't even chosen my subject :S I would ask for an extension but I don't think the Prof likes me since I've fallen asleep in that class on more than 1 occasion. That same day I have 25 journal entries to pass in, and I still haven't written a single one. I wonder if they make a pill for procrastination?

Oh, and I got the lead in 7 Stories. It hits the Confed. Centre stage in March, so if you can go see it I suggest you do.

Wednesday, November 23, 2005

the seagull.

"oh _____, it hurts to live..."

i think from now on, i'm going to go with "no comment" as it seems to be the best answer to every situation. aside from that, i've realized most of my blog updates are cryptic and make very little sense to those who are not a member of my psyche. i think if freud were still alive he'd be fascinated with me. or not. that's the problem. you should never sympathize with somebody, because most of the time they would prefer to be tragically misunderstood. it's a flaw of our species, we always want to feel special and unique, but in reality, one billion other people out there are feeling the same way.

Tuesday, November 22, 2005

speak slow.

"because losing your security deposit is always a party."

someone, somewhere out there, sent me an email today. it said some things that were some of the nicest things i've ever read, and for this i want to thank you. i will be sending a reply as soon as i can write a proper one.

Sunday, November 20, 2005

beverly hills.

sometimes i get this feeling deep inside me. like a flower trying to bloom. or a perfect drop of dew on a blade of grass.
i have no idea what this feeling represents. yet, i do. i always have.
p.s.: i've decided that when i get a dog, it'll be a chinese shar-pei.

lysistrata.

Holy wow. After quite the tumultuous week, I took a dear friends advice and decided to relax and unwind. Boy did I ever unwind.

Pretty sure Diana Love is the absolute shit. We got so smashed last night. I should really drink with her more often. But let me backtrack a bit first.

This past week:
School literally ate me alive, and then spit me back out - covered in saliva and panic-stricken. And it looks like this upcoming week will be a rerun of last. Oh joy. After much confusion and a long backstory which I do not wish to disclose, I finally got to see Harry Potter Thursday night, thanks to my hero Kristen. And finally, Lysistrata went magically sexually. To all of you who didn't get to see it, you suck. Haha, luckily, Ashley managed to pull some strings and got it professionally filmed, so we're getting it on DVD; if you didn't go see it I can lend it to you. You can see me next March during the theatre festival at the Confed Center performing in "7 Stories".

And now for my drunken shenanigans. Diana is a pure riot; we kept singing Gold Digger all night, except we didn't know all the words, so it was really disjointed and we just kept repeating the chorus because it was the only thing we actually knew. We then tried having a serious conversation about a dead comedian named Lenny something, the use of the N-word, and the use of the word Bitch. Oh, and her blueberry pie was delicious. Rather than use a fork, pretty sure I raped it with my spoon. Now let's see... Last night I drank: 2 and a half coors light, shots of a german drink which I won't even attempt to spell, 2 large glasses, chugged, of something that Jeff gave me, and then 1 and a half Bacardi Breezers, which, by the way, are now my drink of choice, they were scrumptious. I was tipsy after the second Coors, and well on my way to being drunk after I chugged the 1st breezer; I'm such a cheap drunk. If you thought normal parties were fun, parties filled with 2nd, 3rd, and 4th years, and you being the youngest and only 1st year, are the absolute best. I even had fake ID and everything to get into Myrons - although that's a different story for another time. And though my night got cut a little short, it was still awesome. When I left I hugged as many people as I could, except I distinctly remember hugging Derek like 5 times because I couldn't remember who I had hugged or not, so I just hugged everyone in sight. Oh, and I vaguely remember shouting Seinfeld quotes at him since he's the only who gets them. I also vaguely remember trying to explain to Vaughn what a micky was since he had it confused with something else. The only regret I have is not being able to use my secret power that I didn't even know existed until Tuesday night. Oh well.

I think I'm going to have to cherish that night since my school load makes me think the next time I'll be allowed outside will be when I'm 30. Here's the breakdown: 3 big papers to write, 2 books to read, a monologue to memorize, 25 journal entries to write, 2 classes to figure out what's going on in, and then study for finals. And I only have 9 more days of classes. I'm dead.

Friday, November 18, 2005

patio.

clingy is one thing, but a lying backstabber is another.
in the words of harry potter "you're a right git...stay away from me"

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

babar.

so i've pretty much gone and shot myself in the foot. i rule.

intervention.

I got to save my baby
Because she makes me cry
I got to make her happy
I got to teach her how to fly
I want to take her higher
Way up like a bird in the sky
I got to calm her down now
I want to save her life

And I know that love
Will change us forever
And I know that love
Will keep us together
And I know, I know
There is nothing to fear
And I know that love
Will take us away from here

Sometimes it's such a pleasure
Sometimes I wanna tear it all down
It's easy to be lazy
And hard to go away from the crowd

I know the road looks lonely
But that's just Satan's game
And either way my baby
We'll never be the same

And I know that love
Will change us forever
And I know that love will keep us together
And I know, I know
There is nothing to fear
And I know that love
Will take us away from here

In the blink of an eye everything could change
Say hello to your life now your living
This is it from now on
It's a brand new day
It was time to wake up from this dream (from this dream)

I know the road looks lonely
But that's just Satan's game
And either way my baby
You'll never be the same
And I know that love
Will change us forever
And I know that love will keep us together

And I know, I know
There is nothing to fear
And I know that love
Will take us away from here

everything burns.

i feel like a giddy little school girl. i smile everytime i hear that name. nothing will ever happen in this lifetime, but still i smile. le sigh.
i need to find someone tangible for once.