Time: 11:37pm
Mood: Sad
Song of the moment: Beck - Guero
All my housemates are gone except for one. Rosie decided to leave today, so now I feel sad because I feel like I'm all alone now. I don't even know when I'll see my old roomies again (well for Kathy that's easy... I'm probably going to see her tomorrow! haha).
So I applied to a job today, the first of probably many applications I wil be sending out (if I don't get too lazy). It's actually a company I had worked for during one of my co-op work terms. The company has been doing a project with my supervisor, and a few months ago two of the company's big project leaders was taking a lab tour while I was running an experiment. I saw them and I recognized them immediately so I started talking to them. Apparently they remembered me! So during the next few months (this is according to my supervisor) they've been asking about me and my progress with my project. So my supervisor told them I was almost done my degree, and asked if they wanted to see my resume. They said yes! So I sent it off today.
I must admit, I'm a little nervous. Not about whether I will get a job with them or not. I'm nervous about working. It's part of the reason why I decided to continue with school.. I just wasn't ready to work. I'm not sure if I'm ready to work, but I know I don't want to do more school. Come to think of it, I don't think I'll ever be ready to work. As I pressed "send" to submit my resume, I heard myself saying "Hello the-rest-of-my-life!". Am I ready for a 9-5 job? Am I ready for getting my ass up every morning and join hundreds of my fellow commuters on the congested roadways? Am I ready for office politics? All I know is, I'm ready to make money.
So do you think panhandling is a good profession?
Wednesday, April 27, 2005
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
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Everyone's moving out...
Time: 5:18pm
Mood: Sleepy
Song of the moment: Beck - Guero
It's that time of year again, when little undergrads finish their exams and produce this mass exodus out of their "home away from home". My housemates are slowly moving out, one by one. The first one to leave was my sister Kathy, who left on Sunday. Suzanne left today and Rosie's leaving Thursday (I think). It's going to be quiet summer (last summer was not so great.. I had a housemate from hell living beside me. She would invite her bf over and he'd end up sleeping in our common room, which is right beside the kitchen, so in the morning the kitchen just stunk of "sleep" and B.O. So nasty!). According to my landlord, he hasn't found anyone to take the other rooms.. which is good. I'll be working on my thesis this summer and I'm glad I won't have the stress of getting used to new roomates (although my housemates that are moving out were great to live w/.. no stress related w/ them!). But I have to admit, it'll get pretty lonely :(
This weekend I signed my life away and purchased a new Corolla. It's exactly like the one Jimmy has, but a different colour (it would have been crazy stupid if I got the same colour too! haha). I decided to get a new licence plate too. I've been using the same licence plate for a while now. It's my first licence plate, so it's significant, but I feel it's bad luck. I know.. I'm stupid for being supersitious and all but eh.. I feel it's time for a change :D I pick it up on Saturday. I'm just glad to get this process over and done with. I hate dealing with car salespeople. They always appear so slimy and greasy. Anyway, they throw numbers at you like crazy just to confuse the crap out of you. That's why I say, the more people you bring in to help you buy a car, the better. 4 pairs of ears are better than 1 :D
Eek.. I have this pain near my collar bone. It really hurts : ( I donno what's wrong w/ me. Actually it's spread to my shoulder. *sigh*
Mood: Sleepy
Song of the moment: Beck - Guero
It's that time of year again, when little undergrads finish their exams and produce this mass exodus out of their "home away from home". My housemates are slowly moving out, one by one. The first one to leave was my sister Kathy, who left on Sunday. Suzanne left today and Rosie's leaving Thursday (I think). It's going to be quiet summer (last summer was not so great.. I had a housemate from hell living beside me. She would invite her bf over and he'd end up sleeping in our common room, which is right beside the kitchen, so in the morning the kitchen just stunk of "sleep" and B.O. So nasty!). According to my landlord, he hasn't found anyone to take the other rooms.. which is good. I'll be working on my thesis this summer and I'm glad I won't have the stress of getting used to new roomates (although my housemates that are moving out were great to live w/.. no stress related w/ them!). But I have to admit, it'll get pretty lonely :(
This weekend I signed my life away and purchased a new Corolla. It's exactly like the one Jimmy has, but a different colour (it would have been crazy stupid if I got the same colour too! haha). I decided to get a new licence plate too. I've been using the same licence plate for a while now. It's my first licence plate, so it's significant, but I feel it's bad luck. I know.. I'm stupid for being supersitious and all but eh.. I feel it's time for a change :D I pick it up on Saturday. I'm just glad to get this process over and done with. I hate dealing with car salespeople. They always appear so slimy and greasy. Anyway, they throw numbers at you like crazy just to confuse the crap out of you. That's why I say, the more people you bring in to help you buy a car, the better. 4 pairs of ears are better than 1 :D
Eek.. I have this pain near my collar bone. It really hurts : ( I donno what's wrong w/ me. Actually it's spread to my shoulder. *sigh*
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
Summer Goals
Time: 6:34pm
Mood: Gloomy (like the weather..)
Song of the moment: Weezer - Beverly Hills (thanx Sean for getting me hooked! hah)
I went for a jog the other day and I realized that I am, for most part, a very goal-oriented person. Like for instance, I never usually jog the entire distance of what I intend to jog. But that day, I told myself it was something that I really want, and I ended up pushing myself right to the very end. It's been like this for several things: getting the geography award in grade 8, getting into Waterloo, participating in an exchange program, getting into grad school.. things that I really wanted. So I figure, if I want to get stuff done, I need to set some goals for myself. So here's a list of things I hope to achieve during this summer:
1) Finish my thesis - I must admit.. a hard task to overcome. I'm finding it hard to keep motivated. Part of me looks at my data and just wants to quit.. the other parts saying "geez you've gone this far into your studies, you might as well finish!".
2) Exercise - I have a gym membership, in fact I've had one all year, but I've been a total of 3 times since I signed up this academic year. So my goal is not necessarily go to the gym more often, but to incorporate exercise into my life at least 3 times a week. This includes walking to school, jogging and of course, the gym. Oh and there's dragonboat too.. that counts.. :D
3) Fab Abs - At first I was thinking Janet Jackson abs, but I think that's probably an unattainable goal. So I'm going to keep it semi-reasonable and say Gwen Stefani abs.
4) Try new things - I'm going to try (at least once a week) to try something new, whether it's trying out a new cookie I havn't tried or buying a colour I wouldn't normally wear, just something I've never done before. This is to keep life interesting :)
Will I be able to achieve these goals? Stayed tuned and find out :D
Mood: Gloomy (like the weather..)
Song of the moment: Weezer - Beverly Hills (thanx Sean for getting me hooked! hah)
I went for a jog the other day and I realized that I am, for most part, a very goal-oriented person. Like for instance, I never usually jog the entire distance of what I intend to jog. But that day, I told myself it was something that I really want, and I ended up pushing myself right to the very end. It's been like this for several things: getting the geography award in grade 8, getting into Waterloo, participating in an exchange program, getting into grad school.. things that I really wanted. So I figure, if I want to get stuff done, I need to set some goals for myself. So here's a list of things I hope to achieve during this summer:
1) Finish my thesis - I must admit.. a hard task to overcome. I'm finding it hard to keep motivated. Part of me looks at my data and just wants to quit.. the other parts saying "geez you've gone this far into your studies, you might as well finish!".
2) Exercise - I have a gym membership, in fact I've had one all year, but I've been a total of 3 times since I signed up this academic year. So my goal is not necessarily go to the gym more often, but to incorporate exercise into my life at least 3 times a week. This includes walking to school, jogging and of course, the gym. Oh and there's dragonboat too.. that counts.. :D
3) Fab Abs - At first I was thinking Janet Jackson abs, but I think that's probably an unattainable goal. So I'm going to keep it semi-reasonable and say Gwen Stefani abs.
4) Try new things - I'm going to try (at least once a week) to try something new, whether it's trying out a new cookie I havn't tried or buying a colour I wouldn't normally wear, just something I've never done before. This is to keep life interesting :)
Will I be able to achieve these goals? Stayed tuned and find out :D
Saturday, April 16, 2005
Bordem Takes Its' Toll
Time: 1:19am
Mood: Bored
Song of the moment: Beck - E-Pro (I finally caved and bought it on iTunes *sigh*)
It's Saturday early morning and I'm bored. I could easily sleep but I don't feel like it. I'm dumb that way I guess... I never want to sleep when I should be. Makes me feel like a little kid. I used to do that when I was a kid actually.. on weekends. I used to stay up all night just for the hell of it, sometimes in hopes to watch the sun rise. I remember I used to get hungry in the middle of the night, and I would creep downstairs to get bread and water. I was super quiet.. I knew where all the creeks on the floor were. It was always like a espionage operation for me, I felt like a spy sneaking downstairs unnoticed, into the kitchen to steal a piece of bread.
In being bored, I thought about what an old roomate of mines had once told me when I first met her. She said "If you're bored, it means you're a boring person." She went on to explain if you were an intersting person, you would always find an interesting way of dealing with bordem. Now, in being bored, I couldn't help think "Am I boring?" I would hate to think I was. But maybe I am. I admit I've slowed down with my social butterfly ways since I left Waterloo. I don't go out as much, and I prefer to stay in sometimes and just bum around. I know we all have those days but I have those more often than usual. I guess it doesn't seem too bad when you have someone to bum around with.
I'm beginning to find it harder to talk to people about my life. Everything seems so simple, and it takes about a good 3 minutes to explain what's been going on in my life. The big thing, the engagement of course, then there's school.. and.. fin. Or maybe there is a lot going on in my life, but I dont' feel compelled to tell people about it. Man, writing this, I'm boring myself.
Maybe it's because I'm comparing my life to the lives of my friends, some of them who are off in different countries, experiencing the a whole new world out there. I always go through these phases where I'm a bit bored with my life. Is that normal? Or does that just justify that I'm boring? I guess there is no room for excitment for me right now, too focused with school. I know a lot will go on after I finish school, in fact I think it'll be pretty crazy for me. I guess that's something to look forward to.
Friday night and I did absolutely nothing... except work on this bloody thesis... oh this bloody thesis!!
Mood: Bored
Song of the moment: Beck - E-Pro (I finally caved and bought it on iTunes *sigh*)
It's Saturday early morning and I'm bored. I could easily sleep but I don't feel like it. I'm dumb that way I guess... I never want to sleep when I should be. Makes me feel like a little kid. I used to do that when I was a kid actually.. on weekends. I used to stay up all night just for the hell of it, sometimes in hopes to watch the sun rise. I remember I used to get hungry in the middle of the night, and I would creep downstairs to get bread and water. I was super quiet.. I knew where all the creeks on the floor were. It was always like a espionage operation for me, I felt like a spy sneaking downstairs unnoticed, into the kitchen to steal a piece of bread.
In being bored, I thought about what an old roomate of mines had once told me when I first met her. She said "If you're bored, it means you're a boring person." She went on to explain if you were an intersting person, you would always find an interesting way of dealing with bordem. Now, in being bored, I couldn't help think "Am I boring?" I would hate to think I was. But maybe I am. I admit I've slowed down with my social butterfly ways since I left Waterloo. I don't go out as much, and I prefer to stay in sometimes and just bum around. I know we all have those days but I have those more often than usual. I guess it doesn't seem too bad when you have someone to bum around with.
I'm beginning to find it harder to talk to people about my life. Everything seems so simple, and it takes about a good 3 minutes to explain what's been going on in my life. The big thing, the engagement of course, then there's school.. and.. fin. Or maybe there is a lot going on in my life, but I dont' feel compelled to tell people about it. Man, writing this, I'm boring myself.
Maybe it's because I'm comparing my life to the lives of my friends, some of them who are off in different countries, experiencing the a whole new world out there. I always go through these phases where I'm a bit bored with my life. Is that normal? Or does that just justify that I'm boring? I guess there is no room for excitment for me right now, too focused with school. I know a lot will go on after I finish school, in fact I think it'll be pretty crazy for me. I guess that's something to look forward to.
Friday night and I did absolutely nothing... except work on this bloody thesis... oh this bloody thesis!!
Wednesday, April 13, 2005
Return to Waterloo
Time: 9:52pm
Mood: Lazy (after long battle - see below)
Yesterday I headed back to the 'Loo to run some experiments. The last time I was in Waterloo was for Oktoberfest about 1 and a half years ago (the one where I didn't embarass myself!). It was strange driving into Waterloo. First off, they changed the highway number that takes you to Waterloo from 86 to 85 (that confused me at first.. it was way too early in the morning). They had new off and on ramps.. it made my head spin! haha! As I drove along University Ave towards the university my eye caught a lot of familiar landmarks, which brought back a ton of memories. The cost of parking has changed too.. from $2 to $3 (I felt ripped off!).
I finished my experiments in about an hour, so I went to look for Jeremy, an old classmate of mines that was doing his masters at Waterloo. I found him, along with another classmate, Duane, who was doing his PhD there (woah hardcore!). I chatted with them a bit, it was great seeing them again. Then I headed off at met Danny and Wil for lunch. Before lunch, I actually walked across campus to meet up with Danny and see his "lab" (I use that term loosely b/c when I walked into his supposed lab, it looked more like an office.. but then he showed me he real lab! haha). The campus has changed, with the new buildings or new extensions of buildings. The insane massive Asian population hasn't changed (*gag* I'm glad I went to Mac!).
I had pho for lunch, at a restaurant that had changed its name I don't know how many times (it's been shut down that many times due to health code violations, but has that stopped me from eating there? Of course not! It hasn't killed me yet! haha) . After lunch, they took me to DC to show me the changes that have been made to the library. When I walked in my jaw literally dropped. I used to study at this library all the time, I always sat at the same location, the same cubicle and my friends always knew where to find me. I knew this library inside and out. So when I walked in, to find it had completely changed, my heart sank a little. It's like erasing a memory. The library, I admit, looked really good.. really modern. But wow, they took away most of the book shelves and replaced it with more study tables. I think this was the most shocking change out of the whole campus. We bumped into Anita, I didn't know she was at the 'loo! After that, Danny headed off back to work while Wil showed me the new building that housed a mini-museum. It had dinosaur fossil replicas and displays of rocks and fossils. It was like I was at the ROM! After that, Wil and I parted ways and I went to kill some time before I met Steph for dinner.
I headed to Conastoga Mall to kill some time. At first, I completely forgot how to get there, in fact I even turned on the wrong street. But I figured it out! Oh, how being away for this long can erase things that came almost naturally to me! I'm such a retard, because I completely forgot that Conastoga Mall is the dullest mall, and it's not a good place to go to if you want to kill time. I spent a total of.. oh.. 20 min in the mall (I really streched it) until I got sick of it and left. I ended up killing the rest of my time @ Chapters, reading up on some girlie magazines :D
I met up with Steph at around 5 and we headed to Raintree Cafe for some healthy din din. I hadn't seen that girl in about 2 years so it was great seeing her and catching up on our lives. We talked about life after Waterloo, our boys, work, friends, weddings.. the list goes on! After that, I headed back to Hamtown.
What a great day :D
Mood: Lazy (after long battle - see below)
Yesterday I headed back to the 'Loo to run some experiments. The last time I was in Waterloo was for Oktoberfest about 1 and a half years ago (the one where I didn't embarass myself!). It was strange driving into Waterloo. First off, they changed the highway number that takes you to Waterloo from 86 to 85 (that confused me at first.. it was way too early in the morning). They had new off and on ramps.. it made my head spin! haha! As I drove along University Ave towards the university my eye caught a lot of familiar landmarks, which brought back a ton of memories. The cost of parking has changed too.. from $2 to $3 (I felt ripped off!).
I finished my experiments in about an hour, so I went to look for Jeremy, an old classmate of mines that was doing his masters at Waterloo. I found him, along with another classmate, Duane, who was doing his PhD there (woah hardcore!). I chatted with them a bit, it was great seeing them again. Then I headed off at met Danny and Wil for lunch. Before lunch, I actually walked across campus to meet up with Danny and see his "lab" (I use that term loosely b/c when I walked into his supposed lab, it looked more like an office.. but then he showed me he real lab! haha). The campus has changed, with the new buildings or new extensions of buildings. The insane massive Asian population hasn't changed (*gag* I'm glad I went to Mac!).
I had pho for lunch, at a restaurant that had changed its name I don't know how many times (it's been shut down that many times due to health code violations, but has that stopped me from eating there? Of course not! It hasn't killed me yet! haha) . After lunch, they took me to DC to show me the changes that have been made to the library. When I walked in my jaw literally dropped. I used to study at this library all the time, I always sat at the same location, the same cubicle and my friends always knew where to find me. I knew this library inside and out. So when I walked in, to find it had completely changed, my heart sank a little. It's like erasing a memory. The library, I admit, looked really good.. really modern. But wow, they took away most of the book shelves and replaced it with more study tables. I think this was the most shocking change out of the whole campus. We bumped into Anita, I didn't know she was at the 'loo! After that, Danny headed off back to work while Wil showed me the new building that housed a mini-museum. It had dinosaur fossil replicas and displays of rocks and fossils. It was like I was at the ROM! After that, Wil and I parted ways and I went to kill some time before I met Steph for dinner.
I headed to Conastoga Mall to kill some time. At first, I completely forgot how to get there, in fact I even turned on the wrong street. But I figured it out! Oh, how being away for this long can erase things that came almost naturally to me! I'm such a retard, because I completely forgot that Conastoga Mall is the dullest mall, and it's not a good place to go to if you want to kill time. I spent a total of.. oh.. 20 min in the mall (I really streched it) until I got sick of it and left. I ended up killing the rest of my time @ Chapters, reading up on some girlie magazines :D
I met up with Steph at around 5 and we headed to Raintree Cafe for some healthy din din. I hadn't seen that girl in about 2 years so it was great seeing her and catching up on our lives. We talked about life after Waterloo, our boys, work, friends, weddings.. the list goes on! After that, I headed back to Hamtown.
What a great day :D
I Faught The Law... And I Won!
Time: 5:59pm
Mood: Victorious!
Song of the moment: Hot Hot Heat - Goodbye, Goodbye
This morning, just before I stepped out of my house I received a letter from the uni saying that I owed them $30 in dues for some articles I had ordered through the interloaning libraries service. This, I found, was quite odd because I was told this service was free for graduate students. Not only that, I noticed that I had a balance carried over from a previous statement.. a statement I never got.
I got to school and the first thing I did was call the people that deal with this kind of stuff. I explained my story, and the lady told me she wasn't familiar with library policies and said she would transfer me to the appropriate person. I got transfered, I explained my story. I got transfered again, again AND again. So by this point, I've told my story to a total of 5 people and I was so mad I was in tears. The lady was going to transfer me to another person but heard that I was really upset and offered to talk to whoever she was transferring me to and get her to call me back (God bless this woman!).
An hour later I get a phone call from this lady. I again explain my situation and then we get into a heated arguement for 15-20 minutes. I explain to her that I was told by a librarian that this service was free for graduate students, that even though it said on the website a $5 charge would be laid I was to ignore this statement, and that I believed this charges should be waived because I was misinformed. She asked me "When you picked up your papers, didn't you notice "$5" was written on the front page of the article? Didn't you find that suspecious?" I said no because I was told to ignore that! Then she began to tell me about how librarians are trained and should know about this policy in which I replied that's not my problem. It's not my job to ensure that all librarians know what they're talking about. She told me all the library's policies were online but she kept missing the fact that I was told to ignore it! She said I was partially to blame because I didn't double check to see if the librarian was giving me the right information. What? As a grad student, I don't have time to read over policies and crap like that.. if I have a question about the library, I'm gonna talk to a librarian because it's their job, they should know a hell of a lot more than me about inter-library loaning. And doubting someone's knowledge about their job is a bit insult. Imagine if you told someone some information about your job and they turn back and ask you "Are you sure now? I don't beleive you, I'm going to get a second opinion". Anyway, so I said in charging me for this is pretty much saying I'm at fault. I told her it was illogical that I was going to be penalized because of inadequate training on their part. Finally, she agrees to talk to the head librarian and see if anything can be done about this matter.
I get a call near the end of the day, and I almost didn't recognize the voice because it was really preppy and chirpy. It was the same lady I was arguing with, but I just didn't recognize it because she actually sounded nice. She told me she talked to the head librarian, and they both realized that during the time I ordered the first set of articles, they had just hired new employees, so they might not have been trained properly. She told me she would revoke the $30 fine and reminded me next time to double check library policies. I'm definitely going to do that next time! I hung up the phone, raised my arms and said "I won!!" (My whole office was following this story after hearing me bicker with this lady... they all cheered when I declared victory!)
If you know you're right, fight til the end, because you can win :D
Mood: Victorious!
Song of the moment: Hot Hot Heat - Goodbye, Goodbye
This morning, just before I stepped out of my house I received a letter from the uni saying that I owed them $30 in dues for some articles I had ordered through the interloaning libraries service. This, I found, was quite odd because I was told this service was free for graduate students. Not only that, I noticed that I had a balance carried over from a previous statement.. a statement I never got.
I got to school and the first thing I did was call the people that deal with this kind of stuff. I explained my story, and the lady told me she wasn't familiar with library policies and said she would transfer me to the appropriate person. I got transfered, I explained my story. I got transfered again, again AND again. So by this point, I've told my story to a total of 5 people and I was so mad I was in tears. The lady was going to transfer me to another person but heard that I was really upset and offered to talk to whoever she was transferring me to and get her to call me back (God bless this woman!).
An hour later I get a phone call from this lady. I again explain my situation and then we get into a heated arguement for 15-20 minutes. I explain to her that I was told by a librarian that this service was free for graduate students, that even though it said on the website a $5 charge would be laid I was to ignore this statement, and that I believed this charges should be waived because I was misinformed. She asked me "When you picked up your papers, didn't you notice "$5" was written on the front page of the article? Didn't you find that suspecious?" I said no because I was told to ignore that! Then she began to tell me about how librarians are trained and should know about this policy in which I replied that's not my problem. It's not my job to ensure that all librarians know what they're talking about. She told me all the library's policies were online but she kept missing the fact that I was told to ignore it! She said I was partially to blame because I didn't double check to see if the librarian was giving me the right information. What? As a grad student, I don't have time to read over policies and crap like that.. if I have a question about the library, I'm gonna talk to a librarian because it's their job, they should know a hell of a lot more than me about inter-library loaning. And doubting someone's knowledge about their job is a bit insult. Imagine if you told someone some information about your job and they turn back and ask you "Are you sure now? I don't beleive you, I'm going to get a second opinion". Anyway, so I said in charging me for this is pretty much saying I'm at fault. I told her it was illogical that I was going to be penalized because of inadequate training on their part. Finally, she agrees to talk to the head librarian and see if anything can be done about this matter.
I get a call near the end of the day, and I almost didn't recognize the voice because it was really preppy and chirpy. It was the same lady I was arguing with, but I just didn't recognize it because she actually sounded nice. She told me she talked to the head librarian, and they both realized that during the time I ordered the first set of articles, they had just hired new employees, so they might not have been trained properly. She told me she would revoke the $30 fine and reminded me next time to double check library policies. I'm definitely going to do that next time! I hung up the phone, raised my arms and said "I won!!" (My whole office was following this story after hearing me bicker with this lady... they all cheered when I declared victory!)
If you know you're right, fight til the end, because you can win :D
Friday, April 08, 2005
The Art of Falling Asleep
Time: 3:41pm
Mood: Bummy
Song of the moment: Oasis - Wonderwall
This whole week I've been having trouble sleeping. I think it's partially because I've been reading The Da Vinci Code before I sleep, and it's a bit of a thinking book so my mind is on a bit of run after reading it. And that's the big problem because I can't seem to shut it off! I've been thinking about almost every aspect of my current life and it gets pretty crazy because I think about it all at the same time. So what acutally goes through that little head of mines?
"I need a job.. am I even going to job before I leave for my trip? Do I apply for jobs before or after my trip? What if I can't find a job for another year? The car.. what should I do about that? If I go for a Jetta, will I find a job in time to actually pay for it after the $9000 runs out? Should I get married next year or in 2007? Will I be able to pay for it? Am I going to finish my thesis on time? Oh shit I still have all this stuff to write for my thesis, I gotta start on in soon. How many sections do I still have to write? I really gotta get my ass into gear...."
Except the list is probably longer than this. It's like my brain is on speed or something, thoughts wizzing around at 100mph. Then I get frustrated because my brain doesn't seem to want to shut off, and that frustration just adds to the problem. When it gets like this, it usually takes me a good 2-3 hour from the moment I head to bed to actually sleep. *sigh* Sleeping pills are not an option, I'm afraid I might get addicted or become to dependent on them. Warm milk.. makes me sleepy but doesn't knock me out. The only thing that works is actually sleeping @ home. I guess that's part of the reason why I go home every weekend...
Mood: Bummy
Song of the moment: Oasis - Wonderwall
This whole week I've been having trouble sleeping. I think it's partially because I've been reading The Da Vinci Code before I sleep, and it's a bit of a thinking book so my mind is on a bit of run after reading it. And that's the big problem because I can't seem to shut it off! I've been thinking about almost every aspect of my current life and it gets pretty crazy because I think about it all at the same time. So what acutally goes through that little head of mines?
"I need a job.. am I even going to job before I leave for my trip? Do I apply for jobs before or after my trip? What if I can't find a job for another year? The car.. what should I do about that? If I go for a Jetta, will I find a job in time to actually pay for it after the $9000 runs out? Should I get married next year or in 2007? Will I be able to pay for it? Am I going to finish my thesis on time? Oh shit I still have all this stuff to write for my thesis, I gotta start on in soon. How many sections do I still have to write? I really gotta get my ass into gear...."
Except the list is probably longer than this. It's like my brain is on speed or something, thoughts wizzing around at 100mph. Then I get frustrated because my brain doesn't seem to want to shut off, and that frustration just adds to the problem. When it gets like this, it usually takes me a good 2-3 hour from the moment I head to bed to actually sleep. *sigh* Sleeping pills are not an option, I'm afraid I might get addicted or become to dependent on them. Warm milk.. makes me sleepy but doesn't knock me out. The only thing that works is actually sleeping @ home. I guess that's part of the reason why I go home every weekend...
Tuesday, April 05, 2005
Pope John Paul II (1920-2005)
Time: 12:59am
Mood: Sad
Song of the moment: ...
Pope John Paul II died this Saturday and I can't even begin to express the sadness I feel. I knew.. we all knew this was going to happen but you know, it doesn't hit you until it actually happens. I remember sitting in my family room, on a Saturday afternoon, watching TV with Jimmy when I turned to CNN and saw the message flashing on the TV screen: Pope John Paul II has died. I immediately felt sad, it was almost a concept too hard to grasp. But it wasn't until a news correspondent actually said the words "Pope John Paul II is dead" did the tears start to fall.
Back in 1984, when the pope visited Canada, I had the wonderful experience of being in his presence. I don't quite remember where I was (it was Downsview Park, the exact location of the World Youth Day 2 years earlier), but I remember a crowd of people. And then I saw him. He was in the pope-mobile, but that 5 seconds I got to see the pope, in the flesh, was an experience that I have treasured.
He's the only pope I've ever known, and this is the case for most of us. We say the word pope, we immediately think of him and quite possibly only him.
His death was like loosing a good friend, someone to look up to and to mirror. He was almost a larger than life character for me. I honestly felt he would live forever, so invincible, like superman. Something like this really kicks the reality in.. he was just a man. I will miss him dearly. I know he's up in heaven smiling down on all of us. We have truely lost a remarkable man that has taught us the compassion of our Lord Jesus Christ. To me, this man is irreplacable.
Mood: Sad
Song of the moment: ...
Pope John Paul II died this Saturday and I can't even begin to express the sadness I feel. I knew.. we all knew this was going to happen but you know, it doesn't hit you until it actually happens. I remember sitting in my family room, on a Saturday afternoon, watching TV with Jimmy when I turned to CNN and saw the message flashing on the TV screen: Pope John Paul II has died. I immediately felt sad, it was almost a concept too hard to grasp. But it wasn't until a news correspondent actually said the words "Pope John Paul II is dead" did the tears start to fall.
Back in 1984, when the pope visited Canada, I had the wonderful experience of being in his presence. I don't quite remember where I was (it was Downsview Park, the exact location of the World Youth Day 2 years earlier), but I remember a crowd of people. And then I saw him. He was in the pope-mobile, but that 5 seconds I got to see the pope, in the flesh, was an experience that I have treasured.
He's the only pope I've ever known, and this is the case for most of us. We say the word pope, we immediately think of him and quite possibly only him.
His death was like loosing a good friend, someone to look up to and to mirror. He was almost a larger than life character for me. I honestly felt he would live forever, so invincible, like superman. Something like this really kicks the reality in.. he was just a man. I will miss him dearly. I know he's up in heaven smiling down on all of us. We have truely lost a remarkable man that has taught us the compassion of our Lord Jesus Christ. To me, this man is irreplacable.
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