Have you ever been alone in a crowded room when I'm here with you?

Have you ever been alone in a crowded room; well I'm here with you...

So...

So, I'm sitting at my computer last night. It's 10:45. Friday night so I'm not on time constraint but my biological clock (which I have seriously screwed up by staying up Thursday night watching the Matrix Revolutions), tells me it's about time to wrap up. And by the way, Friday was a P.D. day, hence the late night movie. Anyhow, I'm starting to shut down when the phone rings. It's Elaine and she wants to chill. It's 10:45. Upon informing my mother, she gives me that weird look (for the second time in my life... first time was when I stayed up all night cleaning my room during the summer and didn't get a wink of sleep), but consents, saying something like how I'll be in university soon and I might as well get used to it. By the time she arrives, it's 11. Normally, curfew with my friends is at 11. It has been pushed to 12 if I'm going out. If friends are coming to my place, I don't have a curfew. As long as I am with someone whose name she recognizes and as long as we're not raucous after 12. We originally sat on the porch but it was outrageously cold and I didn't have a winter jacket so we went inside. My mother is hospitable at any rate. She brings us coffee. We talk, Elaine tries to finish my Rubik's cube. She swears never to leave until she solves it. She fails. Ironically, it is now less complete than before. It was good to see her again. They were good days.

Yes, they were good days.

Somehow, I feel FAR too lazy to post details about the rest of the MUN conference unless someone's actually interested in what happened. Life's been somewhat dull lately. On the other side, vball championship game was probably the best game I've ever played in my life and I'm helping the Salvation Army tomorrow... I figured I'd do SOMETHING this year.

So...

So, we're all back from the International Model United Nations trip to Fort Erie this past weekend and I must say, I haven't had this much fun since talent show last year. Conferences themselves got pretty boring cause when you debate a point for 3 hours on Friday, 2 3-hour periods on Saturday (total of 6), by the time the last 2 hours come around Sunday morning, it tends to get repetitive, redundant, and utterly boring.

BUT, life outside our conference rooms were of great fun. Perhaps I'll give a short account of our weekend just to refresh my own memory. I'll have to write it all out on a MUN report at any rate. So...

At around 9 in the morning on Friday, we all congregated in Ms. Andrew's room whilst the remainder of TCMS went to class. After much confusion, we were permitted to board our bus, although Ms. van Rooyen was obliged to ask the bus, which was parked across the street, to pull into the TCMS driveway, directly in front of the door because due to school liabilities, we were not permitted to cross a road to get to the bus... we might get run over cause you know, we as Model UN delegates don't know how to look both ways. Ridiculous.

On the way, we stopped off at Tim Horton for food and such. I was originally going to buy a solitary tea biscuit, but later bought half a dozen cookies too. I have a certain weakness for them. Anyhow, we arrived at our Holiday Inn after driving for a couple more hours. During the bus ride, I was kept amused by our two supervisors and Mujahid, who regaled us with stories from their lives. Mujahid was hilarious... he looks like a mouse and likes Chucky Cheeze! What more could you want?! His personality too, is highly comical.

When we got to the Holiday Inn, we were informed that we had arrived notoriously early and thus, our rooms had not been prepared prior to our arrival. We thus obliged to go to lunch before attending to our rooms. I was to live with Hisham, Taha, and Mujahid! When we first got to our rooms (second floor), people were inclined to be rowdy... which might explain Gauruv's ridiculous attempt at stealing our hotel-provided soap. However, Hisham soon put an end to the rowdiness and I was allowed to watch him, Taha, and Mujahid engage in religious prayers.

For the rest of the afternoon, we amused ourselves by consolidating our position and drafting speeches... all except Mujahid, who was engaged in showing off his body hair and ranting about how the X-Box he had brought was incompatible with the hotel television.

At 6, we went to our councils and debated for 3 hours... and came back. We ordered pizza and watched Garfield and went to sleep. Mujahid and I took the floor because there were only 2 beds. Well, it's getting late so I shall end it here. That was day 1... day 2 was much more eventful.

“It's not about dying for your country; it's about making your enemies die for theirs.”
-- Anonymous

So, the tagboard's offline... this is the reason why we have comment boards... auxiliary plan in case people want to contact the user. EH!!!!!!!!!!!!

Karen, David wants to know what you think...

Time for some milk and cookies.

Hmm, my parents are watching Big Fish... again! It's the only time I've seen them watch a movie twice except for the time they watched the sixth sense... years ago. It's a good movie though... something like a Forrest Gump-esq type of movie of a simple man, who lives his life.

By the by Karen, David wants you to call him... apparently he's hungry for blood and hot raunchy sex. Just a message.

ANYWAYS...

Well, there's actually not much happening... just the big fish.