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This is just what we need. Cold and below average temperatures for the last week of class. When exam period starts and we hole ourselves up studying, THEN it gets warmer and more spring-like. Fantastic...
Holy smokes, Naomi Watts is 40 years old! Talk about the triumph of art over age.
I'm in residence at the moment while my friend, Dave the Don is doing his rounds. I was gonna go with him but he couldn't find me an authoritative red vest to wear so I'd look like some idiot shmuck if I just followed him around for no apparent reason. So I'm chilling in his room. Something interesting came up earlier this evening though. I got to Dave's place and we'd been hanging out for a bit and suddenly he says "So who's the girl?". APPARENTLY, every time I decide to visit him in rez coincides with a particular girl that's currently occupying my thoughts. Now the fact that this, in fact, was true this time around gave me furiously to think whether or not this claim is as infallible as he claims. Although I have yet furiously denied this allegation, it did catch me off guard since it proved to be true this time. That was an uncomfortable moment there...
All you can do is try your very best to be the very best.
WOW, flixster:
Wow, I am SO fucking sick of the cold weather. And the 14 day forecast isn't making me any happier about it.
I've kinda made this argument before regarding mixed tapes but I'm going to make a similar one to illustrate how important letter writing is, especially in this day and age. Or maybe not "how important" more as how different they are from emails/facebook. My general rule concerning letter writing is that I don't unless they're in a different country. But I mean, letters can mean so much to people you know; like mixed tapes, they always seem so easy to do and on some level, people tend to equate them with just a slower form of email. However, I've concluded that that is simply not true. Courtney's letters to me during the summer kinda made me realize this. Someone's in a different country, on exchange or something, especially if they're without family. Getting a letter is just... it's worth more than all the emails/facebook messages in the world. Again, like mixed tapes, you never really know this until you're on the receiving end of them. I mean, a year ago, I probably wouldn't be writing letters to Linda, who's on exchange in Washington DC. But a year later, wiser, and more aware of these things, I knew even before she left that I was going to write her letters. And I knew they would be the highlight of her day. I think, when it all comes right down to it, letters are just... very obvious signs that you care. You know? People say that they "care about you" all the time but like everything in life, it's one thing to say something and another to convey that feeling. And you can say what you want, do what you will, but at the end of the day, people have to feel loved; they have to feel wanted; and they have to feel like someone in the world gives a damn. For some reason, the written word carries so much more meaning than the electronic; the words could be all the same but when you write something, it's different somehow you know? When someone writes to you, the whole world stops. I'll be writing lots of letters in the next weeks. I have 4 occasions in mind that call for them before the end of April. When it comes to putting the effort to write to someone, the juice is always worth the squeeze. Because people will forget what you said... And people will forget what you did...
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A mix CD 7 months in the making is finally starting to come together and take some semblance of the final result. This'll be one of these things that demonstrate how I don't forget about things or leave them unfinished once I start or plan them. I'm the type of person who you can plan something with 2 months in advance and say "Ok, 2 months from now, on this day of this month, we'll do this" and come 2 months later, I'll remember this and if not hold you to your word, then at least remind you that we have this planned out. I'm always surprised at how often people don't do this. And I don't mean, plan things 2 months in advance and forget them. I'm referring to how people seem to just make plans and forget them literally the next day, or say that they're up for doing something on one day and then plan something else on top of it within half an hour, or say "I'll let you know"and then proceed not to. Do you people listen to yourselves speak or do you just let your trap fly and to hell with what comes out of it because all that matters is how it affects the social dynamic of the situation you're in at that exact moment? Because that irks me. I see it everyday, everywhere, people just saying what they think will make them well liked in the social context they're in at that moment without caring about whether or not they really mean what they say.
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I hate wires. I really do; they're the bane of my existence (among other things). I think wireless internet is one of the greatest IT related innovations ever. Freaking wires everywhere, getting tangled, getting caught, ugh.
So begins my quest for a pair of ultra-comfortable pants that aren't sweatpants. Why you ask? Well, I'm getting sick of wearing jeans when I fly comically long distances (which I will be doing this summer... across the world). Really now, I like jeans and all but they're not the most comfortable things to be wearing on a plane. If they made jeans that were really soft; like sweatpants-esq jeans, that would be perfect. Alas. Trust me, jeans no longer cut the comfort for me as far as long flights go. But I don't want to just throw on a pair of sweatpants... I have to look half-way-not-like-a-slob if I'm going to be in airports around the world and stuff. So the search begins. I'm almost banking on cargo pants to be honest...
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After years of wondering, I have this one announcement. My $50,000 bill in Idonesian Rupiahs is worth...
Geez, not having class today felt so weird. I felt as if I couldn't treat the day like a weekend because it's not really and I have class tomorrow, but not going to class at all... man, weirdness.
“You can’t possibly be telling me that after 2.5 years of not having a snow day, Queen’s suddenly decides to have one on the ONE day I need classes to happen?” – Jon Wong
I had this discussion with my housemate the other day about how I always seem to let small things get to me. So I need to clear the air about this topic. I don't really let small things "get to me" per se. I do get annoyed very easily and that perhaps is the main impetus behind the impression that I let small things get to me. But please people, half the things I rant about I don't really actually care about. I get annoyed so easily because I spend so much effort trying to take the big things less seriously that I feel slightly insulted that smaller things poke their heads into my life. You know, as if I don't have enough on my plate with keeping the big things from getting to me. It's kind of like being on a battle field with a blister on your finger. What annoys you more? Being in the middle of cross fire or the blister on your finger? The blister on your finger will invariably *annoy* you more because you feel as if you shouldn't have to deal with something small like a blister when you're busy fighting a freaking war. That's how I feel about life. I spend so much time not letting LIFE get to me that it *annoys* me when I notice something small and unnecessarily silly/idiotic. But I assure you, when I lay myself down to sleep each night, I am far more concerned (relatively speaking) about dying single, moral fiber, and how to make the world a better place, than I am about people who precursor everything they say with "I was just gonna say" or end their sentences with upward inflections.