Ok, so this is my second try at this post.
What I miss most about childhood is the ease with which I used to trust. I miss being able to open up completely to anyone without hesitation, and I think it's sad that life experience has taught me not to do so.
Saturday, September 03, 2005
what's black is white
The story of my japanese & korean language course interviews:
I left the house at about 9 to head downtown for the interviews at Robarts Library. I arrive at around 11. Korean interviews are being held from 9:30 to 11:30, so I get in line. I fill out the 'about me' form as the sign says. Everyone is Asian. I get to the 'interview' twenty minutes later, which turns out to actually be the professor telling everyone the class is full and that students will be drawn lottery-style to get in. Which is, of course, Utter. Bullshit. Some people NEED this course to get their major... and it is not really being offered? Only sort-of, and without any real background checks to make sure that the people trying to enroll in the course are not, in fact, korean themselves? Anywaaaay... after that it was into the line for japanese. There were approximately thirty people in front of me in a line up down the hallway. I was there half an hour early. THREE HOURS LATER I finally get my turn to be interviewed. The professor , komuro-lee san, was really nice, and we started to talk in japanese about how I wasn't sure which course I should be enrolling in. So she gave me a 17 page test to do, which I completed over the course of two hours. I was FAMISHED after... and ate a lot of food. But I got into second year japanese.
END
Today was a pretty good day at work, very uneventful. Nicole, Allan, Gillian and I all ordered thai food and ate it in the back. It was yummy, but also I owe nicole for it still, which is unfortunate. Also me and allan had a tiff in the back, which was kind of amusing. Also I got to actually work with Gillian, which was great because I haven't done so in about two months.
Enough about work.
I'm feeling reasonably good lately. I'm looking forward to fall, and to getting back into learning, although I resent the hefty price tag attached to it. I got my ear pierced again, and I plan on getting the cartilage pierced on my left ear soon. I need to change my hair somehow, I'm considering cutting it all short and dying it something bright. I am moving into my dad's house mostly this weekend. It's nerve-racking in that this might just be the last move out of my mom's house. As in, no more living with mom, period. Which is a much more frightening thought than I had originally imagined. My mom is one of my best friends. Also this means growing up, not a joke. Since when is that not a joke? Where'd the pause button go?
Anyway, I'm just about out of ideas and wishing someone was online to talk to. Goodnight folks, I probably love you.
The story of my japanese & korean language course interviews:
I left the house at about 9 to head downtown for the interviews at Robarts Library. I arrive at around 11. Korean interviews are being held from 9:30 to 11:30, so I get in line. I fill out the 'about me' form as the sign says. Everyone is Asian. I get to the 'interview' twenty minutes later, which turns out to actually be the professor telling everyone the class is full and that students will be drawn lottery-style to get in. Which is, of course, Utter. Bullshit. Some people NEED this course to get their major... and it is not really being offered? Only sort-of, and without any real background checks to make sure that the people trying to enroll in the course are not, in fact, korean themselves? Anywaaaay... after that it was into the line for japanese. There were approximately thirty people in front of me in a line up down the hallway. I was there half an hour early. THREE HOURS LATER I finally get my turn to be interviewed. The professor , komuro-lee san, was really nice, and we started to talk in japanese about how I wasn't sure which course I should be enrolling in. So she gave me a 17 page test to do, which I completed over the course of two hours. I was FAMISHED after... and ate a lot of food. But I got into second year japanese.
END
Today was a pretty good day at work, very uneventful. Nicole, Allan, Gillian and I all ordered thai food and ate it in the back. It was yummy, but also I owe nicole for it still, which is unfortunate. Also me and allan had a tiff in the back, which was kind of amusing. Also I got to actually work with Gillian, which was great because I haven't done so in about two months.
Enough about work.
I'm feeling reasonably good lately. I'm looking forward to fall, and to getting back into learning, although I resent the hefty price tag attached to it. I got my ear pierced again, and I plan on getting the cartilage pierced on my left ear soon. I need to change my hair somehow, I'm considering cutting it all short and dying it something bright. I am moving into my dad's house mostly this weekend. It's nerve-racking in that this might just be the last move out of my mom's house. As in, no more living with mom, period. Which is a much more frightening thought than I had originally imagined. My mom is one of my best friends. Also this means growing up, not a joke. Since when is that not a joke? Where'd the pause button go?
Anyway, I'm just about out of ideas and wishing someone was online to talk to. Goodnight folks, I probably love you.
Wednesday, August 31, 2005
truant
Alright, fuck emo. This is stupid and adolescent and I'm not into it. I do this every time, I'm not sure why exactly as yet, but whenever there is a period of big change in my life I disconnect from people and sort-of isolate myself. It's frustrating in the extreme and completely nonsensical, so I have decided to make a conscious effort against it.
I'm looking forward to starting uni, mostly just for the language studies. I NEED to start studying japanese again, and learning either korean or chinese. It's gonna be such a pain in the ass but I think it'll also be so much fun.
My interviews are tomorrow. Wish me luck!
Alright, fuck emo. This is stupid and adolescent and I'm not into it. I do this every time, I'm not sure why exactly as yet, but whenever there is a period of big change in my life I disconnect from people and sort-of isolate myself. It's frustrating in the extreme and completely nonsensical, so I have decided to make a conscious effort against it.
I'm looking forward to starting uni, mostly just for the language studies. I NEED to start studying japanese again, and learning either korean or chinese. It's gonna be such a pain in the ass but I think it'll also be so much fun.
My interviews are tomorrow. Wish me luck!
"It seems to be my fancy to make it with Frank and Nancy"
Which Strange Little Girl would you be?
This quiz made while Angel was procrastinating her ass off.
You're the sort of person who's not afraid to try new things. In life, you enjoy being loved and the chase of love. You may have difficulties remaining in a solid relationship, because once settled, the chase is gone. In your life, you work hard and are serious and determined. But all work and no play makes you very very angry. Despite your belief that you are always in control, you actually are controlled by the object of your current lust, and will do anything to maintain your dance of chase and be chased.
"I'll come running to you now, baby if you want me"
Whats Left to See
I am emo lately. I do not know the reasons why. I speculate a combination of hormones, neediness, high-stress situations a la university and stupid sappy shit that I don't even want to get into here. But lately the soundtrack has consisted of: Xiu Xiu, Blonde Redhead, Feist (monarch), angry Gackt, occasional death cab and Red House Painters. What does this mean? Angst. And I hate it. I don't even know what this is and it bugs the hell out of me. I feel somehow distant from everyone.
I am emo lately. I do not know the reasons why. I speculate a combination of hormones, neediness, high-stress situations a la university and stupid sappy shit that I don't even want to get into here. But lately the soundtrack has consisted of: Xiu Xiu, Blonde Redhead, Feist (monarch), angry Gackt, occasional death cab and Red House Painters. What does this mean? Angst. And I hate it. I don't even know what this is and it bugs the hell out of me. I feel somehow distant from everyone.
