Hello, Hello

Hmmm, I had quite a nice weekend. I slacked off work just a bit, which I should have done some time ago. A sign of the old me coming back. Or so I thought. Turns out, I do have a conscience and that I was itching to get my work done today. Needless to say, the old me doesn't go down without a fight and I have yet to do my Chemistry and Math. Heheh...

I went to see a hockey match on Saturday. My first hockey match actually, between the Maple Leafs and my hometown Habs. "Les Canadiens" won 3-2 and the crowd was going crazy. The atmosphere was awesome! But...I still don't see the magic behind hockey. And I live in Montreal people! The game is much too fast and much too haphazard to be able to be enjoyed. I mean all of it seems to be based more on luck than on skill. Soccer (:p) might be slower, but man can you pinpoint the skill. If luck works for you even once, everyone can tell. Call me old-fashioned, but I'll take skill over speed any day...as far as watching sports is concerned.

On Sunday, I went for a walk against AIDS. It was really quite fun actually. We walked around downtown Montreal, throught the Latin Quarter and the Gay Village (which, I didn't know existed...live and learn) and back to downtown. It was a 2 1/2 hour long walk, but I was with one of my friends and the time flew by. There were 13000 people walking and a band of drummers in front of us. It was awesome. Afterwards, people were handing out pamphlets and Kim took one. Later we realised that there was a condom in it and she got all excited. It was hilarious! The pamphlet itself was so descriptive, with detailed pictures! Lol....we were laughing on the bus the whole way back. Oh, and our school had a banner too! A huge one, cause the scool's name is pretty long. We were walking with this seven-feet long thing between the two of us. It's a miracle we didn't knock anyone unconscious.

And now, it's back to school again, for another monotonous week. And back to homework. I'll update "Untitled" in the next few days.

Musings

Hmmm, I was just watching the Emmys a couple of nights ago and a thought occured to me. Do movie and TV stars enjoy movies and television series like us normal people? What I mean to say is, that does it hold for them the same sense of escapism that it holds for us? There must come a point where they realise that the people in the little black boxes are simply their co-workers and are basically putting up a pretense for money. See for us, the movie world is where we can live our fantasies through the 'beautiful people', well, then whom are the actors living there fantasies through? Surely, what they do for a living must disperse the faerie dust that hangs over their lives? Well, there's something to think about.

Ok, on to the next issue, descriptors.
Words that describe me...according to...me:-
- Hard-working (when I want to be....which is not that often, so maybe it doesn't count...hmmm...)
- Passionate (on many different levels...)
- Quick learner
- Not afraid of challenges
What?...don't laugh...it's true!
- Loyal to my friends
- ...Uses way too many suspension marks.

Life, or something like it...

I'm not in a very good mood right now. I just saw a movie yesterday about chocolate and I don't have a single piece of chocolate in the house.

I also went to get my hair cut yesterday and the girl didn't get what I wanted so she just freestyled. Grreeeeat...I would have been able to live with it since, you know, it's hair and hair tends to grow back, but my dear mother apparently didn't understand the meaning of "don't embarass your teenage - almost an adult, thank you very much - daughter in front of people". She locked horns with the hairdresser who almost threw a fit and all the while, I'm hanging around in the background trying to look indifferent and inconspicuous. At the end of the whole charade, the hairdresser gives me a pitying little smile. Well, I'll tell you where she can shove her smile. The haircut is....bearable at the most, but pride in front of my mom won't let me admit that.

*Sigh*...University applications are a female dog. I have to take three SAT IIs by the beginning of November. Thank goodness I'm an academic prodigy....or something like that. I just got my French and Chemistry books and I'm having the time of my life filling in little holes. And I'm not even joking. I actually like it. The Math books will come Monday. Hopefully, because I have to get this done as soon as possible. I still have the usual college homework to get through, not to mention studying for 'midterms' as they call them here. On top of that, I have to print out application forms using a printer that doesn't print PDF files, and send them to London. Aaand, I have to write at least four personal statements after having filled out the dozens of forms that are evidently a matter of life or death for U.S. universities.

Oh well, I guess that's life, or at least something like it.

New Beginning, New Look....Whatever....

Wow, it's been months sice I updated, I can't even remember the last time I wrote anything. Well, I guess moving countries, your house burning down, and applying to universities can do that to ya. But really, if I have the nerve to say that writing is apassion of mine, I should be doing it once in a while....*sigh*

Anyway, berating myself aside, I have come up with a plan to aid me write my personal statement for universities. (I'll have to sum up the last few months some other time). Since I am in no way well-equipped to write a whole page about myself - hard to believe, eh? - I'm going to use this blog as a sounding-board. Each time an adjective that describes me, or an event that shaped "ze great Ipster" comes to mind I'll put it into writing. The good thing about a blog is that other people can view it as well. So, anyone who thinks they even remotely know me, just write down something please!!! I know this opens up a world of possibilities, so just let loose, I can take it...yeah.

So, I'll start whenever I get a brainwave.
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Ok, that's not happening anytime soon.