This just in:
I really hate writing papers. Really, I do. It'll be a miracle if I can pull this off. Maybe I should act on my desire to became a Bio major and ditch English. I hear there's less papers to write in Bio...
In other news I got interviewed by CBC again today. I hope they didn't show me on TV because if they did I'll be the laughing stock of the Island. Pretty sure everyone will think I'm a complete moron if they see it. Sketchy.
"Suddenly I feel nostalgic for things I never lived."
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
Saturday, March 11, 2006
bittersweet symphony.
Life really is good. I quite enjoyed my very odd and unexpected, yet amazing Friday night/Saturday morning. Tomorrow I will resurface for a little bit, send out some much needed emails (sorry!) and whatnot, and then I will be unheard of for the duration of next week. School + work + schoolwork + Heartbreak House = A very busy Rene. Unless of course there's a strike, then I won't know what to think.
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
pull up the people.
I'm so unbelievably exhausted. I took a 3 hour long nap today and I'm still tired, so I've decided I'm going to bed. This is important since it'll be one of the earliest times I've gone to bed in a long, long time. It also means I will have accomplished no work today, both academic and miscellaneous. This in turn will screw me over since next week is going to be a busy week, so I really don't know how I'm going to get all my work done. Do I see myself staying in this Friday and Saturday night? I think so.
"If you want crappy things to stop happening to you, then stop accepting crap and demand something more."
"If you want crappy things to stop happening to you, then stop accepting crap and demand something more."
Monday, March 06, 2006
remember to feel real.
For the first time since grade 8 I'm craving a glass of milk.
Huh. I wonder what it could mean. In any case, it's not like I can have one, my lactose intolerance and all.
This was pretty pointless, so I suppose I'll provide a real update tomorrow. Think of this as merely a reminder that I'm not dead, since I haven't posted in a while and whatnot.
PS1: Reese, your email will be sent tomorrow.
PS2: Charlie, I have your yearbook.
Huh. I wonder what it could mean. In any case, it's not like I can have one, my lactose intolerance and all.
This was pretty pointless, so I suppose I'll provide a real update tomorrow. Think of this as merely a reminder that I'm not dead, since I haven't posted in a while and whatnot.
PS1: Reese, your email will be sent tomorrow.
PS2: Charlie, I have your yearbook.
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