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 if you're lonely
You know I'm here waiting for you
I'm just a crosshair
I'm just a shot away from you
And if you leave here
You leave me broken, shattered, I lie
I'm just a crosshair
I'm just a shot, then we can die "
-- Take Me Out (Franz Ferdinand)

It's a pity the chord progression of the song isn't repeated at any other point in the song. The intro's the best part of the song.

Courtney L's propounded an interesting theory of drinking in high school that I conveyed to my parents; I'm curious to know how they'll respond.

It's Friday night (technically Saturday morning. The sun will be rising in like an hour or something) and homecoming was... simultaneously scary and interesting. Scary cause the ambulences were really going non stop all night cause people were getting WASTED and I mean in convulsions, blood in vomit, etc, all the good stuff that happens when you put all those toxins in alcohol into your bloodstream in copious amounts. Even on my wellness floor (otherwise known as the no-substance floor, ie. no alcohol) about 50% of us were buzzed while 4 of us got wasted as well. The 4 didn't need an ambulence or anything; no convulsions, no blood in vomit or stuff, but they were indeed puking all evening and stuff. So how did my night go?

Spoke to Courtney Scott about the keggar that's supposed to happen tomorrow night; still debating on whether or not to go. Then hung out with some of my floormates (Fiona, Matt, Dave, and Caroline) for awhile before we had to go help out with the fore mentioned 4 people who had too much to drink. Headed down to the first floor and hung out in the quadruple room (extremely spacey, even for a quad) and did not budge from Courtney Langton's bed for a few hours cause for some reason it happens to be unnaturally comfortable. But the rest of the people in the room, guests and all were taking shots and stuff and it was all pretty cool. These people at least knew their limits with alcohol so we were alright, even though Courtney got buzzed to the point where she kinda had to be guided to bed. That's when I took off and headed back to my floor.

At this point, it was around 2:45 in the morning and who should I meet as I was walking to my room but one Fiona McDonald who apparently wasn't sleepy and requested we go for a walk.

Hold on, funny story about Fiona. We did laundry this afternoon at roughly the same time but while we were in our rooms during the washing process, she decided that she wanted to go out and I volunteered to finish up her laundry (which in and of itself shouldn't have been a problem cause all I really had to do was to throw her stuff into the dryer, dry it, and throw it into a basket and bring it back up with me when I did my own laundry). Of course, such a simple procedure was too simple to actually take place normally without some mishap. 15 minutes into the cycle, I headed down on a whim to check the laundry and lo and behold, either because someone had opened up the lid, or she was not paying attention or whatever, her laundry machine had not actually started washing... nor was there detergent in the thing. This was actually quite unusual since she's done laundry on several other occasions without mishap. But anyhow, that wasn't too much of a problem; all I had to do was start the machine again. When the laundry actually finished though, I discovered firstly that she must have left her diabetic test strips in one of her pockets cause that thing was in the machine with all the labels peeled off due to the water cycle it went through. Then, I found out that she must have left a tissue or something in one of her pockets cause as anyone who's ever done laundry can attest to, leaving such an item in a pocket will result in its disintegration during laundry and all your clothes being covered with lint-like shredded paper. So I had to abandon the plan of simply taking her laundry out and tossing it into the dryer and was reduced to shaking out each individual item in the laundry room. Yes, I was on the receiving end of raised eyebrows. Anyhow, that was my little laundry mishap today... the things I'll do for people on my floor. But in all fairness, I think everyone else on the floor would have done the same thing for everyone else. We've managed to operate in a very closely nit community on Gord 5, affectionately known as the "wellness floor" though that title my change after tonight's 50% drinking rate.

Anyhow, back to the main point, went for the walk and we sat on the steps of the building for awhile before deciding to walk because we were freezing to death. But all in all, I think it was a worthwhile jaunt. It was sort of a way to get away from everything for awhile (all the ambulences and cop cars, etc) and Fiona's good company, even though she too was buzzed earlier in the evening. We returned not too long ago and it's almost 5 now... I'm thinking I'm not going to wake up in time for the Con-Ed pancake keggar at 10. It was really quite chilly this evening; weather's getting colder.

Summer has gone and past, the innocent can never last; wake me up, when september ends...

"So Matt, are you a one man man or one man woman or one woman man or what?"
"... I'd like to think of myself as a one man woman... I mean... dammit!"

Can you feel the vibe on Gord 5?! Somehow, I think a different floor slogan should be used. This wellness floor that I'm living on has some stellar people. The only problem is that I'm living in a somewhat non-social wing of the floor. It's great for studying but not so good for social wellness. For the records, here's a depiction of the floor:

The diagram's a bit sketchy, but that's the general picture. My room is where the x is and the best place to be for social wellness is the red hallway. It's the hallway that joins one part of the floor to the other and it's also where our Don lives and she's a pretty cool person so that adds to the greatness of that particular hall. Anyhow, that's about the gist of it for now.

Hmm, my last class on Friday being at 11:30 may seriously inconvinience my motivation for returning to Markham. I'm exploring other transportation options but taking the university chartered bus would mean not leaving the uni until 1:20 and returning to Toronto close to 4. Then managing to get from Toronto back up to Markham... yeah, not nearly early enough for me to even consider paying a visit to TCMS, which, aside from seeing my parents, is the biggest motivation for me to return in the first place. I'll obviously return for Thanksgiving, Christmas, and the like, but for those random "I feel like going back" times, not being able to visit my high school somehow shoots down much of my motivation for doing so.

Maybe I'll take a break from the excessive studying I'm doing this fine Tuesday afternoon to talk about Frosh week at Queen's for a bit... if I can actually remember what in the hell happened this last week. So far, Kingston hasn't gotten any bad weather yet... and we've been here for over a week now. It's been crazy though. Everyone at Queen's is ridiculously good looking. The very very very limited number of men in the Con-Ed program (we're working roughly on a 10 to 1 ratio compared to the girls) had to elephant walk around the entire campus screaming "we are the few, the proud, the con-ed men!" Needless to say, that was an experience in and of itself, especially considering that we were technically on our way to a semi and were thus dressed up (some more than others)... wearing underwear on the outside of our trousers. Yeah, I've been here for a week and I already own a pair of underwear... and a thong; neither of which I have deigned to wear.

There's also an interesting story involving me writing prophetic messages on the back of my coveralls. I had inscribed "Jon Wong" on the sleeves, "99 Red Balloons" on the top half, and "Over The Sidewalks" on the bottom half. My frosh leader looked at it, and freaked out. Then, on the night we elephant walked, we were initiated into the "men's club" and were given shit names and when it got to me, my frosh leader told us he decided I was "future fuck" apparently because he saw me writing prophetic messages on the back of my coveralls. Well, at this point, I had no clue what in the hell was the matter with my coveralls, only that something about it was freaking the upper years out. The last day of frosh week invovled us boating to Wolf Island and actually being intiated into the Con-Ed program, which included introducing us to our "Con-Ed 09" song which had been pre-picked before frosh week. Well, you can probably guess by this point what the song was: 99 Red Balloons. I have made my mark in my faculty already. I also tore up the dance floor at the semi. Bwahaha. Too bad it's over.

Hope you're all doing well, wherever you are. Take care of yourselves and each other.

Ok, here are the two music through the ages lists, first one by Grant, second one by yours truly. Keep in mind that mine had to be camp appropriate in some way, shape, or form.

1. The Beatles - Hey Jude
2. Bob Dylan - The Times They Are a' Changing
3. Jefferson Airplane - Somebody to Love
4. Jimi Hendrix - Purple Haze
5. The Velvet Underground – Heroin
6. The Rolling Stones - Sympathy for the Devil
7. Led Zeppelin - Stairway to Heaven
8. The Bee Gees - Saturday Night Fever
9. ABBA - Dancing Queen
10. The Sex Pistols - God Save the Queen
11. David Bowie - Ziggy Stardust
12. New Order - Blue Monday
13. Madonna - Material Girl
14. Michael Jackson - Billy Jean
15. U2 – One
16. Nirvana - Smells Like Teen Spirit
17. N.W.A - Strait Outa' Compton
18. Backstreet Boys - Shape of My Heart
19. Eminem - Lose Yourself

1. Twist and Shout - The Beatles
2. The Boxer - Simon & Garfunkle
3. I'm A Believer - Monkees
4. Brown Eyed Girl - Van Morrison
5. Piano Man - Billy Joel
6. American Pie - Don Mclean
7. Timewarp - Rocky Horror Picture Show
8. Video Killed The Radio Star - Buggles
9. Dancing Queen - ABBA
10. 99 Red Balloons - Nena
11. You Shook Me All Night Long - AC/DC
12. Iris - Goo Goo Dolls
13. All Star - Smash Mouth
14. Adam's Song - Blink 182
15. Semi-Charmed Life - Third Eye Blind
16. Boulevard of Broken Songs - Green Day, Oasis, Travis, Eminem & Aerosmith
17. Shape Of My Heart - Backstreet Boys
18. Goodnight Goodnight - Hot Hot Heat
19. Existentialism on Prom Night - Straylight Run