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First week of the last year of school is finished. The beginning of the end is the beginning...of new things! /so witty So Mondays and Wednesdays I have Culture and Psychology. It's a third year course, comprised of lectures, lectures, and more lectures. These are the boring types of lectures, where the prof blabbers on and could really care less what we're doing - I'm pretty sure the entire class has fallen asleep half-way through. When someone else does speak up, its like the entire room comes alive because oh my god a different voice. It's not that he's a bad prof or the material's boring (well it showed promise, we're just currently refreshing shit from data analysis and research methods, which makes me want to bang my head againt the nearest flat surface I can find) but I really wish the class was organized some other way. Monday night is my online class, Buddhism in South-east Asia (otherwise known as Theravada Buddhism). Only had the intro class so far, but we looked at a bit of the known history of Siddhartha Gautama, the Buddha, and talked about the four main aspects (they have a name that has slipped my mind atm and I'm too lazy to open my notes). That prof seems much more into it; he likes to make jokes and tell stories from his life so it's good. Assignments are also more broken up, so no 50% exams! Thank god. Tuesday nights are my last class, Sex and Gender. It's a sociology course but tagged under women and gender studies as well; I was hoping it would be like the WGS intro course (everyone's gay or knows someone who's gay or has HARDCORE FEMINIST labeled on their forehead) but the fact it's mainly sociology-based makes it full of boring people. Uuuugh sociology. Though I like the class so far! Not liking the ten minute presentations I'll have to give (only worth 5%? I've skipped projects worth more!) but I'm excited for the rest of it. Provided my textbook ever arrives...... Time for more homework. It's going to get sooo much worse when all my books arrive, so I'm trying to finish what I've got fast. Which would be easier if my books weren't e-textbooks, so facebook is just a click away... BUT I saved $80 buying two textbooks in online form! And no worries about having to resell them or lug them around, they're on the laptop! Muwahahah! If only the online place had sold aaaaaall the textbooks I needed... No making me blush?:  working
Dance the Remigold?: cyrano jones - Awadoruk Jam | Powered by Last.fm
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My muse is hovering over my shoulder going "Writing now? you want to write something? I've got this little idea, this little snippet, that you could expand on and increase and it could be such a cute little short story, you wouldn't have to work very hard or do any research, and it would be so much fun and it has so much potential and really all you need to do is open Word and watch the genius spread out before you..." and I'm all "So I'll sit down and write and it'll just come to me, right?" which causes my muse to break into laughter because no, of course not, how silly of me, the only times I can think of anything to write are when I am a) far away from pen and paper or laptop, b) about to fall asleep, or c) in the middle of doing something else. Like FFXI or, I don't know, showering. It's very frustrating because all through spring courses I wanted to write and I couldn't, there wasn't enough time or brainpower left after working on all my assignments. I know the moment classes start again I'll be back to wanting to write, to scribbling ideas in my notes and getting to class half an hour early so I can sit somewhere and write whatever plot unfolded in my head on the bus that morning. Speaking of writing, I'm tempted to do NaNoWriMo again this year. Chris Baty, the guy who's run it for the past 12? 13? years, is quiting to become a full-time writer this January. He was always really inspiring and happy-go-lucky about it, and the fact he created something that's given me such a challenge and feeling of accomplishment...I dunno, I kinda want to participate in his last year. Which throws a wrench into my hopes of finishing any of the three stories I've got going right now. And would complicate school again. Though I did it last year, finished three days early even, and that was me being fully timetabled. Only three classes and one of them is online; you'd think it would make things easier. I should take a writing course. Do we have writing courses? I signed up for a linguistics course instead of a writing course. This will help me greatly later in life, I assure you. Just like my Chinese culture course will help me greatly. Just keep nodding along with me, damnit!So, um, other than writing? I'm avoiding LJ because my life is so hopelessly dull lately. And because all I want to do is rant about my unemployment. Mike's made something like $2000 already and I can't even get an interview. Please world, let the perfect job fall into my lap. No blood, no food, no spiders - that's all I ask! Actually there was a kennel job I was all over until the phone lady was like "and do you have a car?" and I was like "...erm I have a bus pass, and people to drive me in the evenings..." and she weaseled out of me that I don't have a full license. Why I need a full license for a kennel job I don't know (would I be driving dogs around? Picking dogs up? Do they not trust people who can't drive?), but after thinking about it I'm not sure I'd be good for that job anyway. First family that came to put down their dog, I'd lock myself in the bathroom so no one would see me sobbing. Ah, well. I'm stalking Tim Hortan's, actually. Eventually they'll put out those "We're hiring at our new location! Please fill out an application and mail it to ~~~!" things, and I'll be like FUCK YES THAT'S ON THE END OF MY STREET and all will be perfect and I will spend my paycheque on danishes. A girl can dream...of horrible uniforms and baked goods... No making me blush?:  sleepy
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Mass Effect everything. Especially since it leads up to... Such a long wait. Such a very, very long wait.... Mid-term tomorrow and then no classes for a week!!! A break! A holiday! I'll still have readings to do but I can hopefully get ahead on some of them and THEN TAKE OVER THE WORLD!!! Or...play ME2. Yeah probably. Edited at like.....quarter to one today, Thursday... Me, to Mike, three hours ago: Please try not to be in the bathroom between 1 and 1:15 - I have to get ready to go for my exam then. Okay? Right? PAYING ATTENTON?! Mike: Yeah, yeah, whatever! Shower soon, make Heather happy, go away! Mike, two minutes ago: Oh damn I HAVE TO SHOWER! And he wasn't kidding and is now in the shower.  No making me blush?:  anxious
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"Omg! Ice cream truck!" *flails* "I shouldn't be flailing, I'm twenty-two..." *frowns* "Hey I'm twenty-two! I can buy my own ice cream!" *fistpump* "But it'll go straight to my hips..." *frowns at hips* "Bah, fuck my hips. ICE CREAM AHOY!" *pulls out change purse, moths fly out* "Oh, right. I'm a twenty-two unemployed university student. I can't afford ice cream..." *goes back to doing homework, only now I'm hungry and sad* It's a hard life, srsly. EXCEPT: MY REPORT/PRESENTATION ARE DONE! I haven't actually done it/handed it in, but I finished working on both of them! They are ready! I am not ready to present but I shall hope I don't fall over or embarrass myself. Throughout my entire stint in university (four+ years now) I have avoided oral presentations like the plague. I have skipped classes, dropped classes, done alternate assignments, admitted my stage-fright to profs and gotten permission to not present, and simply just not done the entire assignment if I had to present it. This marks the first time I'm ever actually doing it. For a class I don't need and is already overworking me simply by trying to stay up-to-date with the readings. Have I turned a new leaf?! Am I simply tired of avoiding it?! Maybe I've finally matured! Life isn't learning if you're comfortable. Time to go be uncomfy. No making me blush?:  accomplished
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Writing this on my mum's iPad, so excuse any typos or strange words...it has that stupid auto correct. My laptop died this morning. I would lsike to say it was it's own fault, but I think it overheated as a result of being on mys lap for too long. Resolution went wonky, red lines through everything, the font is no longer English...the IT dude at my mum's work said it's either the display or the motherboard, but I lack a monitor that would connect to a laptop to try to fix it. If it's the display, it's fixable. If it's he motherboard, I'm screwed. He says they can save all my files, possibly turn the entire laptop hard drive into an external. So...hopefully... The problem is that I can't afford a decent laptop. I could run out to best buy and get one of those $300 ones, but I wouldn't be happy with it and Id probably end up having to buyf a new one in a year or two anyway. Tis one only lasted just under four years, but I have expectations and they say more than a year before any problems. Yes, I still have my aloe ware desktop, but it doesnt have Microsoft office or iTunes or any of my files. I also can't access it atm as it is under a tarp to protect it from dust...I mean, there is thte hope that I could reach mfy files through the home network, but im not sure if my laptop needs to be o for that to work or what. And what good are my oodles of word files going to do without word? Need new laptop. Need job for new laptop. Need to give out more resumes. Resume is savd on laptop. Can't access files. Urrrrg. Side note: I hate this things keyboard. Too sensitive and all the keys are weird. Hw to sound like my dad...PLUS I keep flipping the screen upside down by accident. Lj looks weird flipped... To add to e awesome, my basement is still under construction as the dudes install a new sump pump. They're putting in ten hour days to have it done on time, but nothing appears toe going to dfplan. Muddy house, terrified clank, noises at all hours, and I can't go into the basement. Can't do laundry,sdf get anything out of the fridge, can't exercise, can't do aching...I really can't wait for spring term. SPEAKILNG OF WHICH. Psych course was canceled so I took the most interesting thing I could find on the same days for the same amount of credits: Chinese culture. I know, wtf iwill I do in therre, but I need something to do so why not take it. It's not like I have to only take psych courses, the only thing I stilfdl need is a 3000 level course and since it was canceled... So yesterday during the day was awesome. The moment I got home it started to suck, and is continuing to do so on on to today. Guess nothing left to do but play angry birds... No making me blush?:  pissed off
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Last night's dream: I was on an island - not the sand-covered paradise in a sea of blue water, but a rocky little thing with a cave and very little actual ground outside of that cave - and I had a large TV (or the sky was my TV? I'm not sure) to watch the party leaders make their big televised election speeches (Elizabeth May was, obviously, not in attendance). As I was watching, Ignatieff was surrounded by a horde (crowd? Pack? Litter? Flock?) of birds, which might have been seagulls, pidgeons, or doves but I'm really not sure, and they carried him off screen. Harper and Layton continued on as though that didn't matter, but as I was watching suddenly the flock of birds appeared on my island and flew Ignatieff into the cave behind me. He was screaming (in a high-pitched voice) "no! you can't do this to me, I speak for Canada! I speak for the people! YOU ARE NOT PEOPLE, YOU ARE BIRDS!" It makes me giggle in that worried way where I don't know if I should be giggling or seeking medical help. Though, seriously, I wish the Liberals didn't have him as a leader. Paul Martin wasn't wonderful but at least he didn't come aross as an overwhelming power-hungry dickface. I know who I'm voting for! It won't matter at all because we don't have proportional representation (fuck you first-past-the-post system) but I will vote this year! No making me blush?:  groggy
Dance the Remigold?: Sigur Rós - Sæglópur | Powered by Last.fm
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So I'm staring at the spring timetable, looking at courses I could possibly take, and I find myself thinking, "If I took a three-credit course I would only need eighteen credit hours' worth of courses next year, so I'd only need to take three courses a semester. Or four in one and two in the other - or five in one and one in the other! It would make next year so easy, if I just suffer for a month/two months now!" Bad idea? Good idea? If there was an online class I would sign up for that shit so fast, but McCormack (the history prof who keeps boring me to death but is really easy for marking) has only mentioned 3000 level courses that he's teaching or assisting...3000 level history? Noooot that dedicated, honestly. I'll keep to 2000 level courses in subjects that aren't my major, thanks! Things that have caught my eye: Intro Creative Writing (English 2000), Developmental Psych II: Childhood (Psych 3000), and Boys Men Pop Culture Film (WGS 2000). That last one, though, is six credit hours, which is more than I need and every day for a month. Not exactly all that appealing, even if the title looks interesting... The psych 3000 one would probably be best just because then I could focus on a 3000 level course without being distracted by other things, but that depends if I want to work hard in spring. Or if I want to work in spring at all! Decisions decisions...opinions?! Suggestions?! Other things of little-to-no great importance: -I miss writing that isn't school-related. -Since when did normal haircuts cost $42? This is something I should've taken in school, obviously, just to save myself the money when all I need are shorter bangs! -Bioware released the demo for DA2 which I'm not letting myself play. Essays, Heather, essays! Oh but you can get distracted by spring courses, and LJ, and FFXI, and staring out the window, and failbook, and... -It's almost March! The worst month of the year is almost done! And I didn't have to hibernate through it or anything! Splendid, really. -Also splendid: English tea. -Obi played with and then ate a centipede today. I was too scared to pick him up and stop him from doing the inevitable because what if the squirmy thing with way too many legs fell out of his mouth on to me? That would be much worse than having to hear Mike remind me about Obi's "bug breath" every time I pick him up... -Mike, as of five minutes ago: "So I had a sponge bath while you were gone." Paused for a few seconds while I stared blankly at him, and then added, "I didn't like it." We miss our bathtub... -I would love it if Apple would stop making iPads and would make a iPod NaNo with bigger storage...4000+ songs and nowhere to store them! :( Essay time, before Mike kills me. Dance the Remigold?: The Smashing Pumpkins - Lips Like Sugar (Psychedelic Furs cover) | Powered by Last.fm
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Having made something like twenty plus icons in the past few days, I kind of need an excuse to use some of them - so, voila, a journal post. What's really odd is that I used to churn out LJ posts at an insane rate, but now it's hard to even get one out a week. It's not that life isn't exciting or things aren't happening, just that it all seems to mundane when I put it out into the ether - like it isn't as exciting as I thought it was, it doesn't rank up there on important things that need to be posted. My parents got back Saturday. They brought back this enormous plate thing with chili peppers painted on and hung it up in the kitchen. It's hideous and doesn't match, plus it doesn't look centered - it's centered over the doorway, but since the distance between the cupboards on either side isn't equal it appears as though it's too far to the left - and it's huuuuuge. I'll tell everyone to avert their eyes from the east wall of the kitchen whenever they're over... Inevitably I've become obsessed with Sherlock. Actually, not inevitably - it came as a surprise, because I avoided it at first because I thought Benedict Cumberbatch looked like an alien. I mean, he still looks strange...but...my opinion of whether strange is bad or not has obviously changed...due to someone's influence, no doubt... The problem now is avoiding watching Sherlock, or looking for new pictures, or making icons, or interviews, in order to get school stuff done. One month to go until I have to write half a dozen essays in two weeks, unless I start working on them now. Which would be much easier if season one wasn't sitting on my desk........ SPEAKING OF SCHOOL: Research Methods the class is easy. Research Methods the lab, not so much. Strange how it's flipped from last semester, when the lab was the easiest thing ever. This time, though, it's all partner work and involves collecting data during class, so I can't go early to finish the computer part of it before class. Annoying! Also annoying: I bought a bag from ThinkGeek (that I love) but it's huge. As in it's basically a blanket for my thighs. As in Obi fits inside one of the three large pouches with room to spare. But I need buttons for it, so if anyone knows where to find cute/snarky/geeky buttons I would love to buy some! No making me blush?:  cheerful
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Do you ever want to go back?
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