Last night I see on facebook the status of "It's snowing!!" and rush to peer squinty-eyed out the living room windows into the night... (I squeal out "Snow!!") where sweeping white was slanting through the air... and then I went to bed happy.
The next morning, my alarm rang at 8:31am (damn Mondays!) and I snoozed it in favour of snuggly back into the soft covers. And then my peaceful procrastination was disturbed by something that never happens- my phone ringing at 8:45am in the morning. I look and it's Any calling me and I text back "Yes?" (you know I don't call people on my phone... 25cents/minute man!) and then 2 seconds later there's knocking on my door. Any says, "Look out the window." and I rush off to my living room window again and see bits of white clinging on patches of grass and on the roofs of buildings and exclaim my delight! I swear I've never woken up so fast before, hahaha!
It was so nice... this was the second snow experience, the first being in October for a few brief hours. I was saying that it better snow an' stick by December, or else I'll be mad at the Mtl weather- and it finally did! However long the hope of a rising snowline lingered, it still melted away with the new snow, leaving bits and pieces of white poking into the landscape here and there. Hopefully this will continue and I can wear those new boots I bought especially for the snow!! I've been wearing my coat I bought at Sports Expert, and I'm pretty happy with it, unnecessary adornments and hidden pockets and all.
So much work this week, but I'm trying to do my best to set a schedule of what's happening so I can have my Anthropology Environment and Culture essay done before my birthday!
Lesse...
Mon.Nov 30- work on essay (1048 words so far!), email School of Environment program advisor for an appointment on Thursday, hopefully.
Tuesday.Dec 1- lunch rendez-vous 11:30am after bio lecture, go look at bio lab exam results
Wednesday.Dec 2-no math tutorial!! Study ass off for last Anthro quiz.
Thursday.Dec 3- IT'S A MONDAY TODAY! Any week with two Mondays just suck by default. Darker Than Black marathon (continuation of last Thursday) with ppl on the 4th floor, celebration of the official end of classes!!!!
Friday.Dec 4- NO SCHOOL! IT'S ENDED!! Aaaaah. Finish Anthro essay, start packing for home <3 check up how I'm going to get to the airport.
Saturday.Dec 5- Will talk about it when it passes. *wink*
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OH ON ANOTHER NOTE, the red McGill hoodie (the only McGill wear I wanted and was willing to get because it's AJSD:JSAKD:JAKSD:LJSKLD: expensive) HAS BEEN BOUGHT! TODAY! But curses, something else there caught my eye, and now I have another desire to get that..... but the hoodie costed too much!! It was the most expensive piece of clothing (aside from winter coats) that I've ever bought. UHH. They really do like to suck your wallet dry... in order to reserve rooms at the Holiday Inn for my Biology 111 final exam? (I do not see the equivalent exchange)
Monday, November 30, 2009
Sunday, November 29, 2009
[Gravity]
GRAVITY [Lyrics]
by Vienna Teng
Hey love
Is that the name you're meant to have
For me to call
Look love
They've given up believing
They've turned aside our stories of the gentle fall
But don't you believe them
Don't you drink their poison too
These are the scars that words have carved
On me
Hey love
That's the name we've long held back
From the core of truth
So don't turn away now
I am turning in revolution
These are the scars that silence carved
On me
This the same place
No, not the same place
This is the same place, love
No, not the same place we've been before
Hey, love
I am a constant satellite
Of your blazing sun
My love
I obey your law of gravity
This is the fate you've carved on me
The law of gravity
This is the fate you've carved on me
===
So this one's the one on the David Letterman Show.. I typed "Lettermen" by accident and had a little laughting fit (random image sent to my head again) that descended into choking and heart-pounding coughs. Aaaaaah I wanna make a gingerbread house! Perhaps I shall propose that idea when I get home! XD
by Vienna Teng
Hey love
Is that the name you're meant to have
For me to call
Look love
They've given up believing
They've turned aside our stories of the gentle fall
But don't you believe them
Don't you drink their poison too
These are the scars that words have carved
On me
Hey love
That's the name we've long held back
From the core of truth
So don't turn away now
I am turning in revolution
These are the scars that silence carved
On me
This the same place
No, not the same place
This is the same place, love
No, not the same place we've been before
Hey, love
I am a constant satellite
Of your blazing sun
My love
I obey your law of gravity
This is the fate you've carved on me
The law of gravity
This is the fate you've carved on me
===
So this one's the one on the David Letterman Show.. I typed "Lettermen" by accident and had a little laughting fit (random image sent to my head again) that descended into choking and heart-pounding coughs. Aaaaaah I wanna make a gingerbread house! Perhaps I shall propose that idea when I get home! XD
Love Story in Reverse [Recessional]
RECESSIONAL [Lyrics]
by Vienna Teng
"It's so beautiful here, " she says,
"This moment now and this moment, now."
And I never thought I would find her here:
Flannel and satin, my four walls transformed.
But she's looking at me, straight to center,
No room at all for any other thought.
And I know I don't want this, oh, I swear I don't want this.
there's a reason not to want this but I forgot.
In the terminal she sleeps on my shoulder,
Hair falling forward, mouth all askew.
Fluorescent announcements beat their wings overhead:
"Passengers missing, we're looking for you."
And she dreams through the noise, her weight against me,
Face pressed into the corduroy grooves.
Maybe it means nothing, maybe it means nothing,
Maybe it means nothing, but I'm afraid to move.
And the words: they're everything and nothing.
I want to search for her in the offhand remarks.
Who are you, taking coffee, no sugar?
Who are you, echoing street signs?
Who are you, the stranger in the shell of a lover,
Dark curtains drawn by the passage of time?
Oh, words, like rain, how sweet the sound.
"Well anyway, " she says, "I'll see you around..."
===
A description of this song as she described it was something like a reverse love song, not in chronological order- which is cool because it sort of parallels the title, "Recessional"... I need to finish the end of "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" GAH! The mention of it being one of the inspirations for these lyrics reminded me that Ms. Matthews only showed us a patch of the movie and I can't stand unfinished movies (unless they were terrible)..
by Vienna Teng
"It's so beautiful here, " she says,
"This moment now and this moment, now."
And I never thought I would find her here:
Flannel and satin, my four walls transformed.
But she's looking at me, straight to center,
No room at all for any other thought.
And I know I don't want this, oh, I swear I don't want this.
there's a reason not to want this but I forgot.
In the terminal she sleeps on my shoulder,
Hair falling forward, mouth all askew.
Fluorescent announcements beat their wings overhead:
"Passengers missing, we're looking for you."
And she dreams through the noise, her weight against me,
Face pressed into the corduroy grooves.
Maybe it means nothing, maybe it means nothing,
Maybe it means nothing, but I'm afraid to move.
And the words: they're everything and nothing.
I want to search for her in the offhand remarks.
Who are you, taking coffee, no sugar?
Who are you, echoing street signs?
Who are you, the stranger in the shell of a lover,
Dark curtains drawn by the passage of time?
Oh, words, like rain, how sweet the sound.
"Well anyway, " she says, "I'll see you around..."
===
A description of this song as she described it was something like a reverse love song, not in chronological order- which is cool because it sort of parallels the title, "Recessional"... I need to finish the end of "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" GAH! The mention of it being one of the inspirations for these lyrics reminded me that Ms. Matthews only showed us a patch of the movie and I can't stand unfinished movies (unless they were terrible)..
There's a story... [Harbor]
There's a story that she tells associated with each song. I should search around sometime... but I like interpreting the lyrics and guess at what it may mean.
HARBOR [Lyrics]
by Vienna Teng
we're here where the daylight begins
the fog on the streetlight slowly thins
water on water's the way
the safety of shoreline fading away
sail your sea
meet your storm
all I want is to be your harbor
the light in me
will guide you home
all I want is to be your harbor
fear is the brightest of signs
the shape of the boundary you leave behind
so sing all your questions to sleep
the answers are out there in the drowning deep
you've got a journey to make
there's your horizon to chase
so go far beyond where we stand
no matter the distance
I'm holding your hand
===
I think this is her most well known song? ...or actually, I think it was "Gravity"- there was some mention that she sang it on the David Letterman Show..............
This is a soothing song that actually makes me feel the pull of the tide and the wind and the swirl of the ocean..
HARBOR [Lyrics]
by Vienna Teng
we're here where the daylight begins
the fog on the streetlight slowly thins
water on water's the way
the safety of shoreline fading away
sail your sea
meet your storm
all I want is to be your harbor
the light in me
will guide you home
all I want is to be your harbor
fear is the brightest of signs
the shape of the boundary you leave behind
so sing all your questions to sleep
the answers are out there in the drowning deep
you've got a journey to make
there's your horizon to chase
so go far beyond where we stand
no matter the distance
I'm holding your hand
===
I think this is her most well known song? ...or actually, I think it was "Gravity"- there was some mention that she sang it on the David Letterman Show..............
This is a soothing song that actually makes me feel the pull of the tide and the wind and the swirl of the ocean..
I'm sleepless in this dark... [Mission Street]
MISSION STREET [Lyrics]
by Vienna Teng
Mission Street is a striking dark-eyed stranger
Who speaks a language I don't know but long to learn
Its cadences fall endlessly beyond the windowpane
As I sit as though awaiting some return
And my hands are cold tonight
I'm sleepless in this dark
Forgetting what it was I came to find
And it seems that I've been wrong
More than I've been right
More than I've been right
Mission Street calls out to me by name
Then hurries on before I've hardly turned my head
Promises of answers muttered underneath her breath
Like an offering of contraband misread
And my hands are cold tonight
On the strings of this guitar
Looking for the chords of what I've left behind
And it seems that I've been wrong
More than I've been right
More than I've been right
Mission Street is alive at every hour
Like I've never been and feared I may not ever be
A light so steady on the mountains in the distance
A solitude so deep it might awaken me
Well my hands are cold tonight
But the sky is bright with stars
And I'm tearing through the veil that keeps me blind
And it seems the more I'm wrong
The more that I am right
The more that I am right
===
I just *LOVE* lyrics like this SO much.... to me, lyrics in a song is rather important (of course, I'm sort of contradicting myself since I don't like my Japanese/other language songs based on reading the lyics first- I usually have no idea .... hmm.. how does this work then?) Well, I say the music/melody is obviously hugely important too. But I suppose lyrics just add this dimension of *LOVE* that a a mesmerizing sound of a sound doesn't have, but those two are bound together in one song, then *LOVELOVE*. Haha. Well, I've only found two artists that has demonstrated this description:
1) The Hush Sound (band)
Genre: Indie/Alternative pop/rock/Piano rock
2) Vienna Teng
Genre: dunno.. vocal, piano, chambre music
I just started listening to Vienna Teng's songs again, last night, and when it's at night and I'm in that pensive/quiet/calm mood, it's just more evocative. "Mission Street" is one that I'm liking at the moment, but I remember the first song of hers I've ever stumbled across is "Lullaby on a Stormy Night" on some random youtube video. I suppose whether people like her music depends a lot on what type of music they listen to, because the genre is one of those ones that you can't quite classify. I suppose piano/chambre music/alternative?? I don't remember if I've asked if you've heard of Vienna Teng before. Well. Have you?
by Vienna Teng
Mission Street is a striking dark-eyed stranger
Who speaks a language I don't know but long to learn
Its cadences fall endlessly beyond the windowpane
As I sit as though awaiting some return
And my hands are cold tonight
I'm sleepless in this dark
Forgetting what it was I came to find
And it seems that I've been wrong
More than I've been right
More than I've been right
Mission Street calls out to me by name
Then hurries on before I've hardly turned my head
Promises of answers muttered underneath her breath
Like an offering of contraband misread
And my hands are cold tonight
On the strings of this guitar
Looking for the chords of what I've left behind
And it seems that I've been wrong
More than I've been right
More than I've been right
Mission Street is alive at every hour
Like I've never been and feared I may not ever be
A light so steady on the mountains in the distance
A solitude so deep it might awaken me
Well my hands are cold tonight
But the sky is bright with stars
And I'm tearing through the veil that keeps me blind
And it seems the more I'm wrong
The more that I am right
The more that I am right
===
I just *LOVE* lyrics like this SO much.... to me, lyrics in a song is rather important (of course, I'm sort of contradicting myself since I don't like my Japanese/other language songs based on reading the lyics first- I usually have no idea .... hmm.. how does this work then?) Well, I say the music/melody is obviously hugely important too. But I suppose lyrics just add this dimension of *LOVE* that a a mesmerizing sound of a sound doesn't have, but those two are bound together in one song, then *LOVELOVE*. Haha. Well, I've only found two artists that has demonstrated this description:
1) The Hush Sound (band)
Genre: Indie/Alternative pop/rock/Piano rock
2) Vienna Teng
Genre: dunno.. vocal, piano, chambre music
I just started listening to Vienna Teng's songs again, last night, and when it's at night and I'm in that pensive/quiet/calm mood, it's just more evocative. "Mission Street" is one that I'm liking at the moment, but I remember the first song of hers I've ever stumbled across is "Lullaby on a Stormy Night" on some random youtube video. I suppose whether people like her music depends a lot on what type of music they listen to, because the genre is one of those ones that you can't quite classify. I suppose piano/chambre music/alternative?? I don't remember if I've asked if you've heard of Vienna Teng before. Well. Have you?
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Once in university, it becomes possible for one to say...
"I made aspirin today."
Hey, that rhymed!!!
But yeah. Twas a chem lab, and although my sample wasn't exactly pure (it turned purple in the FeCl3 phenol test dammit!) it was still cool!
That being said, it wasn't so cool when I got to be the second last student out of the lab- 30 minutes after the lab was supposed to be finished! I'm so thankful they didn't kick us out- it was quite surprising that they were so lenient and nice enough to wait for us... albeit impatiently. We were waiting for our sample to melt- we were to test the melting point of our made aspirin to see how pure it is (pure aspirin melts at 135 C). Mine was obviously less than that, but the machine was really slow (in a way it wasn't supposed to be)and it was frustrating!
I just realized I typed in the opening sentence "it wasn't so cool". Lol!! It wasn't, in both sense of the term XD
Hey, that rhymed!!!
But yeah. Twas a chem lab, and although my sample wasn't exactly pure (it turned purple in the FeCl3 phenol test dammit!) it was still cool!
That being said, it wasn't so cool when I got to be the second last student out of the lab- 30 minutes after the lab was supposed to be finished! I'm so thankful they didn't kick us out- it was quite surprising that they were so lenient and nice enough to wait for us... albeit impatiently. We were waiting for our sample to melt- we were to test the melting point of our made aspirin to see how pure it is (pure aspirin melts at 135 C). Mine was obviously less than that, but the machine was really slow (in a way it wasn't supposed to be)and it was frustrating!
I just realized I typed in the opening sentence "it wasn't so cool". Lol!! It wasn't, in both sense of the term XD
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Last Two Weekends In Reverse.
Okay, so I'm feeling pretty crappy at the moment, because I'm still coughing away. I missed last Thursday (missed school, I mean), since it was one of my beautiful Thursdays in which I have only 1 class: Biology. Of course, this week, it's one of those ugly Thursdays in which I have a 2.5 hour Chemistry lab in the afternoon. I also stayed home on Monday (yesterday) because I was coughing everywhere too. And instead of getting work done, I felt bad and tired out and ended up .....procrastinating.... well, watching stuff on my laptop, and sleeping.
I can't skip any more school this week though, because I had a bio lab today, and my chem one this Thursday, not to mention the math quiz I have to study for tomorrow. Aaargh. So much stuff yet to do.
I went off track and started talking about weekdays, instead of weekends. =(
Okay, starting with this past weekend. On Saturday, I went to THE Montreal Eaton Mall and shopped with a friend. There was something going on in a lot of the stores called "Amis et familles" or something, and those stores had EVERYTHING 50% off! There were so many surprising sales at the mall that day, and it's unexpected, because I expected everything to be expensive... I'm talking about Eaton Mall and two other connected malls and shops that make up the downtown shopping district. Well, lucky for us, 'cause we bought stuff! I went to Forever XII for the first time too- my sister was semi-excited for it when we passed by the soon-to-be opened Forever XII at Metrotown this summmer. How surprising that when I came here, it had JUST opened up too! Anyways, we wandered up to to the 5th floor, and guess what? Those adverts about the "Body Expo" (remember how they had it at Science World a few years back? I never went...)- we found out that it was actually right IN the mall, on the 5th floor! Crazy! I thought it would be in an exhibition centre or something! I wonder if 15$ is expensive?? How much was entrance to Science World??
Anyways, Saturday night, I got back and me and other ppl were to watch Aladdin that night. I went to Any's apartment and we cupcake'd XD And then we went to McDonald's (first time since I came here, haha) and bought food (well, dinner). Then we all watched Aladdin, then The Emperor's New Groove! Aaaah, the nostalgia! Seriously, if you HAVEN"T seen the Emperor's New Groove, watch it! It's the only animated show that made me laugh the most the first time I watched it! So funny!
Okay, last last weekend, Any and Shri and I went to this amazing diner-like ...diner? called "Nickels" downtown. It was crazy inside! The decor and seats- well, everything- was fashioned like a diner, the ones you see on tv where friends go and have milkshakes in a booth with checked floors? Amazing. What was more amazing was that we were there to have this apparently amazing Reeses cups cake that was sitting in the display window by the cash, and in the display case stood cakes. Not just cakes. I swear, these were magical cakes. And among the various cakes (Cheesecake, layered cakes, cakes with strawberries in it, ....) there was a chocolate cake. The chocolate cake was the tallest/biggest chocolate cake I've ever seen in my life. It must've reached from my wrist to my elbow! Now, don't say that's small, because imagine a REAL chocolate cake. That you could bake. I mean, this cake would never have fit in my oven, it was so tall. O.O
Anyways, that night, I consumed enough calories to last me 2 months. And the waitress was SO.NICE. She was young and smiling and polite and she was so human.
Oh, forgot to mention, before that, we went to this "Tokyo Sushi" place where the waiter spoke Mandarin instead of Japanese. Aside from the very slow (therefore bad) service, the all-you-can-order for lunch was only around 13$!! That's amazing! And the food (however slowly it came) was good! ......Get this. I ordered salmon and mango sushi. I did. =O
Hahahahaaaaaaaaa.
I can't skip any more school this week though, because I had a bio lab today, and my chem one this Thursday, not to mention the math quiz I have to study for tomorrow. Aaargh. So much stuff yet to do.
I went off track and started talking about weekdays, instead of weekends. =(
Okay, starting with this past weekend. On Saturday, I went to THE Montreal Eaton Mall and shopped with a friend. There was something going on in a lot of the stores called "Amis et familles" or something, and those stores had EVERYTHING 50% off! There were so many surprising sales at the mall that day, and it's unexpected, because I expected everything to be expensive... I'm talking about Eaton Mall and two other connected malls and shops that make up the downtown shopping district. Well, lucky for us, 'cause we bought stuff! I went to Forever XII for the first time too- my sister was semi-excited for it when we passed by the soon-to-be opened Forever XII at Metrotown this summmer. How surprising that when I came here, it had JUST opened up too! Anyways, we wandered up to to the 5th floor, and guess what? Those adverts about the "Body Expo" (remember how they had it at Science World a few years back? I never went...)- we found out that it was actually right IN the mall, on the 5th floor! Crazy! I thought it would be in an exhibition centre or something! I wonder if 15$ is expensive?? How much was entrance to Science World??
Anyways, Saturday night, I got back and me and other ppl were to watch Aladdin that night. I went to Any's apartment and we cupcake'd XD And then we went to McDonald's (first time since I came here, haha) and bought food (well, dinner). Then we all watched Aladdin, then The Emperor's New Groove! Aaaah, the nostalgia! Seriously, if you HAVEN"T seen the Emperor's New Groove, watch it! It's the only animated show that made me laugh the most the first time I watched it! So funny!
Okay, last last weekend, Any and Shri and I went to this amazing diner-like ...diner? called "Nickels" downtown. It was crazy inside! The decor and seats- well, everything- was fashioned like a diner, the ones you see on tv where friends go and have milkshakes in a booth with checked floors? Amazing. What was more amazing was that we were there to have this apparently amazing Reeses cups cake that was sitting in the display window by the cash, and in the display case stood cakes. Not just cakes. I swear, these were magical cakes. And among the various cakes (Cheesecake, layered cakes, cakes with strawberries in it, ....) there was a chocolate cake. The chocolate cake was the tallest/biggest chocolate cake I've ever seen in my life. It must've reached from my wrist to my elbow! Now, don't say that's small, because imagine a REAL chocolate cake. That you could bake. I mean, this cake would never have fit in my oven, it was so tall. O.O
Anyways, that night, I consumed enough calories to last me 2 months. And the waitress was SO.NICE. She was young and smiling and polite and she was so human.
Oh, forgot to mention, before that, we went to this "Tokyo Sushi" place where the waiter spoke Mandarin instead of Japanese. Aside from the very slow (therefore bad) service, the all-you-can-order for lunch was only around 13$!! That's amazing! And the food (however slowly it came) was good! ......Get this. I ordered salmon and mango sushi. I did. =O
Hahahahaaaaaaaaa.
Friday, November 13, 2009
A Turtle Dream.
So my (non-French)roomie texts me today after I get home:
[We should totally get a pet turtle!]
..and so the turtle dream was born.
OMG I've always wanted a turtle! The small tiny ones that ppl have told me about!! But at the pet stores at home I rarely see the turtle section and when I do, there's only about 2 medium ones in the tank, and they're so much bigger than my imagined "tiny" turtles... Ahhh.. I know nothing about pet turtles! And so there're many many issues I know I'm not considering right now, such as how long a turtle can be kept in the tank, how to clean the tank, what to feed it (I have no idea!!)......
A turtle dream... -wistful sigh-
[We should totally get a pet turtle!]
..and so the turtle dream was born.
OMG I've always wanted a turtle! The small tiny ones that ppl have told me about!! But at the pet stores at home I rarely see the turtle section and when I do, there's only about 2 medium ones in the tank, and they're so much bigger than my imagined "tiny" turtles... Ahhh.. I know nothing about pet turtles! And so there're many many issues I know I'm not considering right now, such as how long a turtle can be kept in the tank, how to clean the tank, what to feed it (I have no idea!!)......
A turtle dream... -wistful sigh-
So the first time I bought meat...
was also nearly the last time. (Since it's been about 2 months since my first time (hahhaa the meat I'm talking about the meat!))
It was around the second week of September, and I bought a tiny slice of fish and a tiny half of chicken breast, and put it in the fridge. The sign above the meat section suggested eating these items around 5-7 days (depending on what type of meat/fish you bought). I had left it there for barely under 1 week.. or was it 1 week and 2 days? Anyways, I took it out and noticed it sort of smelled. After throwing it away (lots of sadness, yes) I didn't buy any raw meat/fish again ...until today!!! Wow. It's now November.
ARGH I'm so stupid. Regarding the fish/meat, I should've realized the way to do things is to wash the meat/fish under cold water and then put it in ziplock bags, then stick it in the freezer. That was the way to go. Unfortunately, that first time I totally went off that road and it ended all mucky and mushy and stinky. So today, after coming home, I diligently washed the meat/fish I bought(I discovered that I didn't like that cold, slimy feeling all over my hands and I understand why some people are propelled to be vegetarian/vegans -- I admire vegans). I went through the steps and froze the fish and chicken breast. I still haven't had the desire to buy red meat, because I think starting off with non-bloody is also the way to go =0
I haven't been eating meat at home anyways, and so the only meat I've been getting is at school, and I don't have to cook that!
Now there's no pressure to eat the meat within 5 days- it can keep in the freezer for weeks.. months....... wow, that's a lot of time!
It was around the second week of September, and I bought a tiny slice of fish and a tiny half of chicken breast, and put it in the fridge. The sign above the meat section suggested eating these items around 5-7 days (depending on what type of meat/fish you bought). I had left it there for barely under 1 week.. or was it 1 week and 2 days? Anyways, I took it out and noticed it sort of smelled. After throwing it away (lots of sadness, yes) I didn't buy any raw meat/fish again ...until today!!! Wow. It's now November.
ARGH I'm so stupid. Regarding the fish/meat, I should've realized the way to do things is to wash the meat/fish under cold water and then put it in ziplock bags, then stick it in the freezer. That was the way to go. Unfortunately, that first time I totally went off that road and it ended all mucky and mushy and stinky. So today, after coming home, I diligently washed the meat/fish I bought(I discovered that I didn't like that cold, slimy feeling all over my hands and I understand why some people are propelled to be vegetarian/vegans -- I admire vegans). I went through the steps and froze the fish and chicken breast. I still haven't had the desire to buy red meat, because I think starting off with non-bloody is also the way to go =0
I haven't been eating meat at home anyways, and so the only meat I've been getting is at school, and I don't have to cook that!
Now there's no pressure to eat the meat within 5 days- it can keep in the freezer for weeks.. months....... wow, that's a lot of time!
Thursday, November 12, 2009
So I'm Hacking Away...
..in my room. Doing stupid math assignment (called Webwork). It started about 2 days ago, I started coughing. And I was really thirsty even after drinking water and my throat is itchy and when the cough comes out (trying not to move and startle my diaphragm) it's a terrible, achy kind of cough that comes from that region at the base of my neck, inside, and not my throat. Ugh.
Anyways, so I'm hacking away in my room, and someone knocks on my door, and it turns out to be Rah (again, the rest of the name chopped off haha) offers me half a Subway cookie. That was really nice of him, since I like cookies and while not exactly healthy, especially at around 10 at night, I was a bit worn and disgruntled. And then there was another knock, this time at the apartment door, and it was Any and she surprised me by giving me a styrofoam container with half of that heavenly Java Java cake we had on Sunday! Turns out she was invited to dinner by some ppl (relatives?) and they "forced" dessert on her haha. So Any and I stood in the kitchen and took in one spoonful each of my roommate's cough syrup. It was disgusting. Then Any left and my roomie and I attacked the half of a Java Java cake at nearly 11pm. Sinfully delish. Haha.
So today, since I only had 1 biology lecture, I debated with myself and decided to stay homek, after waking up and finding the cough hasn't gone away. Of course, I had more than 1 biology lecture planned for today.. If I stay home for the whole day, I'd also be missing an important lunch rendez-vous, an Essay Writing workshop I wanted to go to, and a World Vision meeting that I really need to go to at 7pm. Dammit. Of inconveniences and unfinished Webwork.
Anyways, so I'm hacking away in my room, and someone knocks on my door, and it turns out to be Rah (again, the rest of the name chopped off haha) offers me half a Subway cookie. That was really nice of him, since I like cookies and while not exactly healthy, especially at around 10 at night, I was a bit worn and disgruntled. And then there was another knock, this time at the apartment door, and it was Any and she surprised me by giving me a styrofoam container with half of that heavenly Java Java cake we had on Sunday! Turns out she was invited to dinner by some ppl (relatives?) and they "forced" dessert on her haha. So Any and I stood in the kitchen and took in one spoonful each of my roommate's cough syrup. It was disgusting. Then Any left and my roomie and I attacked the half of a Java Java cake at nearly 11pm. Sinfully delish. Haha.
So today, since I only had 1 biology lecture, I debated with myself and decided to stay homek, after waking up and finding the cough hasn't gone away. Of course, I had more than 1 biology lecture planned for today.. If I stay home for the whole day, I'd also be missing an important lunch rendez-vous, an Essay Writing workshop I wanted to go to, and a World Vision meeting that I really need to go to at 7pm. Dammit. Of inconveniences and unfinished Webwork.
PFK Whaaaaaaaaaaat?!
So it was really funny that I learned the PFK (Poulet Frit Kentucky) here in Quebec which stands for KFC is unique only to Quebec. It's crazy how they want to hold onto their Quebecois/French culture and identity so much that they translated PFK. Now, this would've been fine and it does make total sense to translate stuff into French, except this:
What do they call it in France?
KFC.
Hahahahaha. I'm thinking, well, France already has their culture and everything established- they have no need to assert their identity and French-ness... XD
What do they call it in France?
KFC.
Hahahahaha. I'm thinking, well, France already has their culture and everything established- they have no need to assert their identity and French-ness... XD
Sunday, November 8, 2009
What to make of this?
So I go on fb this morning and I see that I have 1 message in my inbox. Okay. I click on it, and the message is from this guy "Oki longtenletterlastname" and the subject title says "hai". It says just this:
[Hai,iam oki.can us friendly,sorry i can not speak english,iam from indonesia,nice look your photo]
I sit there completely blank-faced....... "wth?!"
So obviously, I have no idea who this guy is and naturally I click on his name (and his profile picture, btw, is a lilypad floating on the water with no lily on it) and it shows absolutely nothing except that he has 3 friends. 3 friends. Either he's a newbie, or ............. well... suspicion!!
In a fit of paranoia, I go to my settings>privacy and make sure everything was friends locked. I'm confused about the Profile setting- what exactly does it show? My dp, my name, anything else? Because only my Profile and Basic Info was no "friends only", I think it was some networks and friends.
What am I supposed to reply?! My friend immediately said "You have a stalker hitting on you!" aaaaaaaaaaah creepy but I'm wondering how the hell did he come across me since he's from Indonesia?! Unless he's part of the McGill network, which would be really creepy. But- Indonesia! Don't get why he'd send such a random message to a random person........
The other reason I came up with was that he really likes trees? I like trees! ... and then my friend mentions "tree fetish" and that just completely turned me off...
my sushi.
[Hai,iam oki.can us friendly,sorry i can not speak english,iam from indonesia,nice look your photo]
I sit there completely blank-faced....... "wth?!"
So obviously, I have no idea who this guy is and naturally I click on his name (and his profile picture, btw, is a lilypad floating on the water with no lily on it) and it shows absolutely nothing except that he has 3 friends. 3 friends. Either he's a newbie, or ............. well... suspicion!!
In a fit of paranoia, I go to my settings>privacy and make sure everything was friends locked. I'm confused about the Profile setting- what exactly does it show? My dp, my name, anything else? Because only my Profile and Basic Info was no "friends only", I think it was some networks and friends.
What am I supposed to reply?! My friend immediately said "You have a stalker hitting on you!" aaaaaaaaaaah creepy but I'm wondering how the hell did he come across me since he's from Indonesia?! Unless he's part of the McGill network, which would be really creepy. But- Indonesia! Don't get why he'd send such a random message to a random person........
The other reason I came up with was that he really likes trees? I like trees! ... and then my friend mentions "tree fetish" and that just completely turned me off...
my sushi.
Flying Home.
Coming home for winter breakkkk! My final plane tickets!
(I'm squirming with jealousy at your super early let offs)
Dec 21, 2009~ Monday
Pierre Trudeau Airport, MTL- 4:30pm ---> Pearson Airport, TO 5:45pm
Pearson Airport, TO- 7pm ---> Vancouver Airport- 9:08pm
aaaaaand going back (barely 2 weeks?!)
Jan 5, 2010~ Tuesday
Vancouver Airport- 8am ---> Calgary Airport 10:19am
Calgary Airport ---> Pierre Trudeau Airport, MTL- 6:06pm
(I'm squirming with jealousy at your super early let offs)
Dec 21, 2009~ Monday
Pierre Trudeau Airport, MTL- 4:30pm ---> Pearson Airport, TO 5:45pm
Pearson Airport, TO- 7pm ---> Vancouver Airport- 9:08pm
aaaaaand going back (barely 2 weeks?!)
Jan 5, 2010~ Tuesday
Vancouver Airport- 8am ---> Calgary Airport 10:19am
Calgary Airport ---> Pierre Trudeau Airport, MTL- 6:06pm
Saturday, November 7, 2009
A Saturday Morning.
Just saw this on fb this morning- "Nous allons a 5min en voiture. We'll be there around 3:45. So OK we meet you at Roddick gate at 12:20."
Am I confused, or am I confused?! O.O
Okay yeah I'll study math like crazy before I leave for the metro at 11:55am.
I need oatmeal first...... I can't believe I've still been eating oatmeal for breakfast... since forever! And I haven't gotten sick of it yet! It's the power of Quaker- aaahhh!!
+++
OH I forgot to mention- two days ago, my French roomie tells me, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, I'm going to New York this weekend."
Me: Whaaaaaaaaaaa-?! (it's the beginning of November!)
So yeah- her and her really close friend who she hangs with all the time (girl who lives in the apartment right across from ours- I'm thinking they placed them on the same floor, with neighbouring apartments on purpose) are going to NY by plane on Friday. I assume they're coming back Sunday night. But wow, only for a weekend to visit some friends, and I think their tickets were around 100$ if you count one-way! Which apparently is an okay deal? For a flight of about 1 hour to a popular destination?
Am I confused, or am I confused?! O.O
Okay yeah I'll study math like crazy before I leave for the metro at 11:55am.
I need oatmeal first...... I can't believe I've still been eating oatmeal for breakfast... since forever! And I haven't gotten sick of it yet! It's the power of Quaker- aaahhh!!
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OH I forgot to mention- two days ago, my French roomie tells me, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, I'm going to New York this weekend."
Me: Whaaaaaaaaaaa-?! (it's the beginning of November!)
So yeah- her and her really close friend who she hangs with all the time (girl who lives in the apartment right across from ours- I'm thinking they placed them on the same floor, with neighbouring apartments on purpose) are going to NY by plane on Friday. I assume they're coming back Sunday night. But wow, only for a weekend to visit some friends, and I think their tickets were around 100$ if you count one-way! Which apparently is an okay deal? For a flight of about 1 hour to a popular destination?
Friday, November 6, 2009
On The Verge of Weekend.
Random stuff. This morning, in my Anthropology class, I was just chatting with my friend Any and I said "marshmallow" three times in succession. And then right after saying that I paused and said, "Why did I say that?" It totally creeped myself out. It had no relevance to what we were talking about before..... but I talked about that after, and Shri concluded that there were aliens sending us marshmallow signals into our minds today. (btw, ppls names here aren't their full/real names)
I met another Chocolate Factory Rez person today, this girl who happened upon her friend whom I was talking to outside the rez. Her name was Tan, but she pronounced it more like "Dan". Anyways, we chatted and I asked her where she was from, and she said Thailand. Now, I thought I knew another person at rez from Thailand, since it brought a wave of familiarity to me when she said it, but then nothing came up, and it was weird. Then as I climbed the stairs to the 2nd floor, it hit me and twas freaky! Because that familiarity was from the scariest movie I've ever seen, that Thai movie that longlegs (AHH) made me watch! If you type in "The Shutter" on Youtube, it comes up in its entirety, split into around 8 parts, I think. FREAKY. The main character's name was "Tun". AAAAAHHHHHHH I was so paranoid after that.
Tomorrow is Saturday. I have to do my math assignment and get cracking on starting my Anthropology essay, wroth 40% of my mark. But I'm also going to McGill at 1pm. I don't know why. O.0 right?? But I seriously don't know why! This guy that I met from a mutual friend, with whom we have lunch with on alternate Thursdays, texted me a week back inviting me to his house/place/residence because something's cool was going on, and my mutual friend will be there too. I didn't go, since I was super busy and it was too short a notice. And then he invited me again. (Another bad timing, decline) Then again, and now I'm really curious about what the hell it is he's so excited about showing me. Well so after fb-ing etc. I say I can go this Saturday and it's good, and then just yesterday he messages back,"Samedi on se retrouve devant McGill et on va y aller en voiture, ça ira plus vite !"(we go there by car, it'll be very quick). He's from France, that's why there's it's in French. Now I'm like "?!" why the hell do we need a car? Because I was so curious he replies, "But the thing is a way of making money outside the university as a part time "job". It's just so you can see this opportunity ! :) " I stare at the message but nothing comes to mind. I hope I won't be super disappointed tmr, wherever we end up going. (If there's no sign of me 2 days after Saturday, consider me kidnapped? XP)
Oooh, apparently it's McGill's openhouse on Sunday. I didn't know that, but I was told before that that there would be a McGill grad/programs/departments showing and information display, so I'm planning to go there with Ani. Now it's turned into a sushi+cheesecake adventure after we're done going to that thing. Shri was the one who found a coupon for 40 pc of sushi for 25$. *excited*!! The cheesecake was Ani's thing. She said, "I went to heaven multiple times" of this "peanut butter chocolate cheesecake" or somethingmajig. O.O I said we must try it, 'cause damn. I want to experience going to heaven multiple times. (So if there's no sign of me on Sunday, assume I've gone to heaven)
I met another Chocolate Factory Rez person today, this girl who happened upon her friend whom I was talking to outside the rez. Her name was Tan, but she pronounced it more like "Dan". Anyways, we chatted and I asked her where she was from, and she said Thailand. Now, I thought I knew another person at rez from Thailand, since it brought a wave of familiarity to me when she said it, but then nothing came up, and it was weird. Then as I climbed the stairs to the 2nd floor, it hit me and twas freaky! Because that familiarity was from the scariest movie I've ever seen, that Thai movie that longlegs (AHH) made me watch! If you type in "The Shutter" on Youtube, it comes up in its entirety, split into around 8 parts, I think. FREAKY. The main character's name was "Tun". AAAAAHHHHHHH I was so paranoid after that.
Tomorrow is Saturday. I have to do my math assignment and get cracking on starting my Anthropology essay, wroth 40% of my mark. But I'm also going to McGill at 1pm. I don't know why. O.0 right?? But I seriously don't know why! This guy that I met from a mutual friend, with whom we have lunch with on alternate Thursdays, texted me a week back inviting me to his house/place/residence because something's cool was going on, and my mutual friend will be there too. I didn't go, since I was super busy and it was too short a notice. And then he invited me again. (Another bad timing, decline) Then again, and now I'm really curious about what the hell it is he's so excited about showing me. Well so after fb-ing etc. I say I can go this Saturday and it's good, and then just yesterday he messages back,"Samedi on se retrouve devant McGill et on va y aller en voiture, ça ira plus vite !"(we go there by car, it'll be very quick). He's from France, that's why there's it's in French. Now I'm like "?!" why the hell do we need a car? Because I was so curious he replies, "But the thing is a way of making money outside the university as a part time "job". It's just so you can see this opportunity ! :) " I stare at the message but nothing comes to mind. I hope I won't be super disappointed tmr, wherever we end up going. (If there's no sign of me 2 days after Saturday, consider me kidnapped? XP)
Oooh, apparently it's McGill's openhouse on Sunday. I didn't know that, but I was told before that that there would be a McGill grad/programs/departments showing and information display, so I'm planning to go there with Ani. Now it's turned into a sushi+cheesecake adventure after we're done going to that thing. Shri was the one who found a coupon for 40 pc of sushi for 25$. *excited*!! The cheesecake was Ani's thing. She said, "I went to heaven multiple times" of this "peanut butter chocolate cheesecake" or somethingmajig. O.O I said we must try it, 'cause damn. I want to experience going to heaven multiple times. (So if there's no sign of me on Sunday, assume I've gone to heaven)
Thursday, November 5, 2009
I Feel Crisis In The Tide.
But it's a small and insignificant one compared to other real crises.
I'm going to see my advisor tomorrow, and then I'll continue with this post either feeling like I've let loose half of the sack of lumpy potatoes draped over my back, or like I've become a donkey with a life-sentence in the goods transportation business somewhere in the Middle East.
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I'm back, and the sack has fallen.
Damn, my advisor is good. Hahahaa.
I had to wait almost 2 hours though, dammit! I was tempted to turned my number 9 into a number 6 and just skip the line XD but I'd feel so guilty afterwards...
Anyways, the end results of the meeting helped me realize and decide on some things:
-I'm sticking on the path towards the Interfaculty of Environment, within Arts&Science (BA&Sc.)
-I don't think I even need the follow-up Chem 120 next term.
-Math is over after first year (U0), and I just need a statistics course which I can take anytime in the remaining 3 years.
-Basically, most of my science credits will come from Biology and Geography.
-No Physics. =]
-I can't believe being in the (not real) faculty of Arts&Science is so perfect for me! I mean, if I had decided to go into Science, I would have been forced to take all the Sciences, etc. no matter what I wanted to get into.
During the meeting, I brought up one of my chief concerns, again, since the first advisor I saw in the before school began wasn't my real "assigned" advisor. Which was Physics. Simply, I looked at all those areas listed under the Environment program and asked if it would be a problem for any of the courses. Of course, I expected a definite yes, for at least for one of the courses listed- but he surprised me by saying no, not at all and at that moment I was thinking OMGIloveyou.
Then he looked at my courses for 2nd term, and he said, "And you don't really need the Chem 120" which was surprising since I didn't even asked anything pertaining to Chem, since I thought it was a no-duh-of-course-you-need-it course, but when he actually said that, it blew my mind. Because it means that it's true what he's saying, that it is not even needed in the courses listed for my program, that it's legit and OMG no chemistry? Taking it away is like taking the third leg away from the foundational support of the imagined "science chair" I have in my mind- Biology, Chemistry, Physics.
I've been taking sciences forever, throughout elementary and high school, it seems. So leaving any of it behind makes me feel scared. I mean, after that, I'm at a loss at what to take, since university offers so many courses that seem strange and wonderful and completely new, and it's gone into unfamiliar territory. Am I ready to explore it? Well, from the looks of it, I've already wandered off the main road. Anthropology. Environment (next year, U1). Geography- a new science, which I am excited and hopeful about (will this be my science, along with biology?). French (hopefully in U1!).
I'm going to see my advisor tomorrow, and then I'll continue with this post either feeling like I've let loose half of the sack of lumpy potatoes draped over my back, or like I've become a donkey with a life-sentence in the goods transportation business somewhere in the Middle East.
==
I'm back, and the sack has fallen.
Damn, my advisor is good. Hahahaa.
I had to wait almost 2 hours though, dammit! I was tempted to turned my number 9 into a number 6 and just skip the line XD but I'd feel so guilty afterwards...
Anyways, the end results of the meeting helped me realize and decide on some things:
-I'm sticking on the path towards the Interfaculty of Environment, within Arts&Science (BA&Sc.)
-I don't think I even need the follow-up Chem 120 next term.
-Math is over after first year (U0), and I just need a statistics course which I can take anytime in the remaining 3 years.
-Basically, most of my science credits will come from Biology and Geography.
-No Physics. =]
-I can't believe being in the (not real) faculty of Arts&Science is so perfect for me! I mean, if I had decided to go into Science, I would have been forced to take all the Sciences, etc. no matter what I wanted to get into.
During the meeting, I brought up one of my chief concerns, again, since the first advisor I saw in the before school began wasn't my real "assigned" advisor. Which was Physics. Simply, I looked at all those areas listed under the Environment program and asked if it would be a problem for any of the courses. Of course, I expected a definite yes, for at least for one of the courses listed- but he surprised me by saying no, not at all and at that moment I was thinking OMGIloveyou.
Then he looked at my courses for 2nd term, and he said, "And you don't really need the Chem 120" which was surprising since I didn't even asked anything pertaining to Chem, since I thought it was a no-duh-of-course-you-need-it course, but when he actually said that, it blew my mind. Because it means that it's true what he's saying, that it is not even needed in the courses listed for my program, that it's legit and OMG no chemistry? Taking it away is like taking the third leg away from the foundational support of the imagined "science chair" I have in my mind- Biology, Chemistry, Physics.
I've been taking sciences forever, throughout elementary and high school, it seems. So leaving any of it behind makes me feel scared. I mean, after that, I'm at a loss at what to take, since university offers so many courses that seem strange and wonderful and completely new, and it's gone into unfamiliar territory. Am I ready to explore it? Well, from the looks of it, I've already wandered off the main road. Anthropology. Environment (next year, U1). Geography- a new science, which I am excited and hopeful about (will this be my science, along with biology?). French (hopefully in U1!).
Of Swears and Smoking, en francais.
So after chatting with my French roomie, I've learned a few more things.
Ever heard of how they said the worse swear words you can say in French are somehow related to religion? For example, a huge no-no bad word is "Christ". I can't say whether or not I knew this or not, but my roomie told me it was a Quebecois thing. A Canadian thing. One unique one is "tarbernac". So this is not the case in France.
Some more common ones in France come from the English equivalents, y'know, the usual English swears. Such as pute, merde
-putain is bad, so is pute (er.. "slut"), merde, zut
Another thing- we ended up talking about smoking, and I was ranting about how every.single.school.day I have at least one second-hand smoke experience (AAARGH) and I was coming up with reasons for why so many people smoke in Quebec- the Frrrench/European way of life, the view of pleasures, of fine wine and smoking, and she said, "Oh don't go to Paris, everyone smokes there". Conflict!! Because I do very muchly want to go to France. Oh well, maybe I'll go during winter season wearing a full ski/face mask. And promptly suffocate anyway. Which is the bigger evil: choking on cloth, or choking on deadly smoke chemicals?
So I shall conclude with that's why so many people smoke in Quebec.
Damn it all.
Ever heard of how they said the worse swear words you can say in French are somehow related to religion? For example, a huge no-no bad word is "Christ". I can't say whether or not I knew this or not, but my roomie told me it was a Quebecois thing. A Canadian thing. One unique one is "tarbernac". So this is not the case in France.
Some more common ones in France come from the English equivalents, y'know, the usual English swears. Such as pute, merde
-putain is bad, so is pute (er.. "slut"), merde, zut
Another thing- we ended up talking about smoking, and I was ranting about how every.single.school.day I have at least one second-hand smoke experience (AAARGH) and I was coming up with reasons for why so many people smoke in Quebec- the Frrrench/European way of life, the view of pleasures, of fine wine and smoking, and she said, "Oh don't go to Paris, everyone smokes there". Conflict!! Because I do very muchly want to go to France. Oh well, maybe I'll go during winter season wearing a full ski/face mask. And promptly suffocate anyway. Which is the bigger evil: choking on cloth, or choking on deadly smoke chemicals?
So I shall conclude with that's why so many people smoke in Quebec.
Damn it all.
QWC
QWC ++
Saturday, October 25th, 2009
Location: Middlebury College (Yes, they founded Muggle Quidditch), Vermont
Friday night++
Remember my roomie's French friends arriving? Then I went to a friend's rez to sleep because the bus leaves 5am and the freaking metro isn't open that early for me to go to campus from my rez. It's a morose fact that I brought my math notes along with me to study- ah, in a life of a university student.. Anyways, my friend's rez was a MORE house, which I've never gone to before! I'm making it a goal to visit ALL of the McGill rezes- I'm missing the Greenbriar apartments, and that's it =) The MORE house was really interesting- it looks like a tall house on the outside, when inside are stairs stopping every so often at a narrow hallway, or door, and omg the stairs were SO narrow it rivaled the ones in my grandparents' house in Taipei. Then my friend and I chatted and ended up Youtubing random videos and songs, and then we studied. I ended up going to bed at almost 2am in the morning- what's the point, if I have to wake up at 4:30am? I slept anyways.
Saturday 4-freaking-30-AM.++
I stagger down University Street (wow, how original, given that it's the long street bordering the right side of campus) in the dark, punctuated by the yellow of the streetlights filtering through the trees, which were not yet bare. It's dark, and so of course I'm a little paranoid.
Arrive at the Milton Gates, and I see just ONE person standing there. I'm thinking, where is everyone, it's 5am already.. I hesitate, but decide- to hell with it! - to ask if she's here for the Quidditch World Cup too. Thank god she said yes and all was good (my hesitation was, I didn't want to be the crazy fool who, at 5am in the morning, goes up to random people on the street and inquire, "'Scuse me, but are you going to the Quidditch World Cup?" and watch them run away thinking "Wtf is Quidditch?!")
Funny thing is, she wasn't even from McGill, let alone the team! She told me she came all the way from Carleton University (Ontario), which instantly made for interesting conversation. How did she end up at McGill at 5am in the morning? She is a HP fan who goes on Mugglenet.com ....and couldn't find a way to get to the QWC (it was actually impossible without driving there yourself), and the only way was to go with us.
Then my Chocolate Factory Rez buddies arrived by taxi (one of them was my roomie), and more ppl showed up. Just when I thought everything was being as normal as possible and we were going to board the bus and be on our merry way, a hamster showed up. Or more specifically, Hamtaro. Seriously. This girl wearing a hamster suit (like a halloween full body costume) came up and when asked why she was wearing a hamster suit, she replied, "It's 5 in the morning, so I'm allowed to wear anything I want." I was the only one who piped out, "Hamtaro!!" though.. and she said she had a Pikachu suit too! Hahaa.
Bus Ride++ Mtl, Quebec - Middlebury, Vermont ++
Most of everyone talked, then slept all the way to the border. Then the border guy came up and checked our passports (wish we could go back to the days a Canadian citizenship was sufficient), and then the hamster girl was called down. Took a while; we were wondering/fearing/worrying, and then she came back in the bus and said, "Does anyone have $6? I'm Dutch..... so apparently I have to pay?" Hahahaa so weird right? She was made to fill in some paperwork and the money was some sort of processing fee. *sigh* Border security is really anal sometimes.
The sun began rising then, and when I woke up again in Vermont, it was breathtaking (earlier post).
Arriving in Middlebury, I finally saw... people! cars! houses and a college! ...but still the trees were there =)
It was crazy. When we got off the bus I could see the throng of people, and it was obvious they were Quidditch teams from other colleges. All the teams had capes. McGill had the red t-shirts, white cape colour scheme, and we all paraded into the field, walking past a lot of spectators, some reporters, and picture-takers. Excitement! P.s. the campus was beautiful.
By the way, in case you were mistaken- I did NOT play. I came as a spectator, because I didn't try out of the team that will be playing at the QWC. Anyways, we were the only Canadian team- but the farthest team that came (when they did the welcoming speech and intro of the teams) was Texas A&M!! I'm not entirely sure how they came all the way up here..
"Oh, CANADAAAA, Our Home And Native Land..."
We probably stood out a lot, since we were the only Canadian team (they joked, international, out-of-the-country..) but much of it was probably due to us. Especially when we (I'm going to refer to the McGill group as "we" although I wasn't playing) start singing the Canadian national anthem in the pre-game.
What I found the most ridiculous, comical thing ever- the McGill team, they were chanting,
"Où est le fromage, OU EST LE FROMAGE!"
It was so ridiculous I couldn't quite understand them at first. But it was catchy. Really catchy. Alluring. So much that I sort of fell in love with it. I will occasionally say it under my breath. (Wonder if we were playing on our Canadian pride with all that French?)
We did VERY well- even better than last year, I was told. Here are the college teams who participated, although Yale, for some reason, decided not to show. Boo.
Boston University
Chestnut Hill College
Emerson College
Green Mountain College
Harvard University
Ive's Pond Quidditch Club
Lafayette College
Louisiana State University
McGill University
Middlebury University
Moravian college
St. Lawrence Univeristy
Syracuse University
Texas A&M University
University of Massachusetts-Amherst
University of Pittsburgh
University of Vermont
Vassar College Villanova University
Virginia Commonwealth University
The final game was between Middlebury and Emerson. Guess who won? Middlebury. They've won every year, and they won every single game this QWC. We could have made it so much higher, if only we hadn't had to play Middlebury before then. Because we lost to them, and we were out at that point. But we were on a winning streak too! We didn't get to play Harvard, but they were out of the game before us...
Quidditch was intense. The program brochure had on it "Third Annual intercollegiate Quidditch World Cup"- man, and the logo underneath. My eyes bugged out when I saw it. It was very much muddy and wet and slippery and rugby-like and rough and intense.
There were fields A, B, C, D, but the two main fields had these two most amazing, hilarious commentators ever. They weren't Lee Jordans, but they were epic on a Muggle scale. Seriously, I don't know how I can show this, so I won't, but just youtube Quidditch World Cup commentators or something, and listen! I had a lot of laughs listening to them banter.
There was a capella -"Mamajamas A Capella" among the intermission performances. I was SO upset when the girl from Carleton came up to me near the end and asked if we heard them sing "The Mysterious Ticking Noise". My heart shrivelled up and stuffed itself in a walnut shell when I heard that. If only I had heard it! AAAAAAAHHH I curse myself for missing it. She said they were amazing, (I heard their earlier performances, and they were good) and that they sounded JUST LIKE it. Here's the link, in case you haven't heard this AMAZING vid= http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tx1XIm6q4r4
It would've made my WEEK. No, it would've made a whole MONTH, if I had managed to hear it! *cries* It would've been the most epic..... (trails off mournfully)
We had free lunch AND dinner at the Middlebury Cafeteria. Let me say this: After having experienced their cafeteria food, I can feel the weight of the tuition they must pay in my tummy. It was all fresh, cooked food in a buffet style. At McGill, the meal cards are used and each individual item has a cost, whereas this, this was basically all-you-can-eat with wonderful variety. Of course, someone's comment was met with "Well, that that's why they're obese and we're not" during the line-up for food. By the way, there was ice-cream too. Self-serve. XP They had pretty much everything-including "Teas of the World", hot chocolate, and an array of toppings for your icecream, which I didn't use..
They have an amazing Vermont view from their cafeteria too. It truly is a beautiful campus and the buildings were quite unique- they exterior was some kind of patterned stone and the architecture made the buildings box-like. Sounds ugly, right? And it was strange, when I saw it, but it actually succeeded in looking good.
It was on the way home that it wasn't so fun. Ugh. It was cold. And I was tired and it was dark and at the freaking border more than one person got called down and I swear were were waiting for an hour. The biggest problem was that this girl apparently didn't have her study permit and they were going to make her go home !? which was just stupid and ridiculous. Anyways, problem was resolved in a strange and unexpected way and everyone on the bus was allowed to pass. Stopped at a convenience store for a break and this guy bought back a bunch of American "wonders" that he said we had to try. Then it got a bit more lively and strange things and conversations happened, including man-on-man action (it is what it is and what you think it is and what you don't want to think it is all in one), lunch porn ("let me undress your sandwich"), and other unmentionables.
It was past 11pm when we arrived back at the Milton Gates. Ugh, it was very bad timing. And we had to metro back too! (only us with that long-distance rez, but we love it anyways)
It was an adventure, all right! =)
Travel List cross-off- Vermont.
Next stopppp...... ___________
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Here are the rules of the game: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quidditch
The article the girl I met from Carleton wrote for her school paper (the article was her other purpose for coming to the QWC)- http://www.charlatan.ca/content/taking-quidditch-air-field
I was watching one of the final games when they went to take the picture.
Saturday, October 25th, 2009
Location: Middlebury College (Yes, they founded Muggle Quidditch), Vermont
Friday night++
Remember my roomie's French friends arriving? Then I went to a friend's rez to sleep because the bus leaves 5am and the freaking metro isn't open that early for me to go to campus from my rez. It's a morose fact that I brought my math notes along with me to study- ah, in a life of a university student.. Anyways, my friend's rez was a MORE house, which I've never gone to before! I'm making it a goal to visit ALL of the McGill rezes- I'm missing the Greenbriar apartments, and that's it =) The MORE house was really interesting- it looks like a tall house on the outside, when inside are stairs stopping every so often at a narrow hallway, or door, and omg the stairs were SO narrow it rivaled the ones in my grandparents' house in Taipei. Then my friend and I chatted and ended up Youtubing random videos and songs, and then we studied. I ended up going to bed at almost 2am in the morning- what's the point, if I have to wake up at 4:30am? I slept anyways.
Saturday 4-freaking-30-AM.++
I stagger down University Street (wow, how original, given that it's the long street bordering the right side of campus) in the dark, punctuated by the yellow of the streetlights filtering through the trees, which were not yet bare. It's dark, and so of course I'm a little paranoid.
Arrive at the Milton Gates, and I see just ONE person standing there. I'm thinking, where is everyone, it's 5am already.. I hesitate, but decide- to hell with it! - to ask if she's here for the Quidditch World Cup too. Thank god she said yes and all was good (my hesitation was, I didn't want to be the crazy fool who, at 5am in the morning, goes up to random people on the street and inquire, "'Scuse me, but are you going to the Quidditch World Cup?" and watch them run away thinking "Wtf is Quidditch?!")
Funny thing is, she wasn't even from McGill, let alone the team! She told me she came all the way from Carleton University (Ontario), which instantly made for interesting conversation. How did she end up at McGill at 5am in the morning? She is a HP fan who goes on Mugglenet.com ....and couldn't find a way to get to the QWC (it was actually impossible without driving there yourself), and the only way was to go with us.
Then my Chocolate Factory Rez buddies arrived by taxi (one of them was my roomie), and more ppl showed up. Just when I thought everything was being as normal as possible and we were going to board the bus and be on our merry way, a hamster showed up. Or more specifically, Hamtaro. Seriously. This girl wearing a hamster suit (like a halloween full body costume) came up and when asked why she was wearing a hamster suit, she replied, "It's 5 in the morning, so I'm allowed to wear anything I want." I was the only one who piped out, "Hamtaro!!" though.. and she said she had a Pikachu suit too! Hahaa.
Bus Ride++ Mtl, Quebec - Middlebury, Vermont ++
Most of everyone talked, then slept all the way to the border. Then the border guy came up and checked our passports (wish we could go back to the days a Canadian citizenship was sufficient), and then the hamster girl was called down. Took a while; we were wondering/fearing/worrying, and then she came back in the bus and said, "Does anyone have $6? I'm Dutch..... so apparently I have to pay?" Hahahaa so weird right? She was made to fill in some paperwork and the money was some sort of processing fee. *sigh* Border security is really anal sometimes.
The sun began rising then, and when I woke up again in Vermont, it was breathtaking (earlier post).
Arriving in Middlebury, I finally saw... people! cars! houses and a college! ...but still the trees were there =)
It was crazy. When we got off the bus I could see the throng of people, and it was obvious they were Quidditch teams from other colleges. All the teams had capes. McGill had the red t-shirts, white cape colour scheme, and we all paraded into the field, walking past a lot of spectators, some reporters, and picture-takers. Excitement! P.s. the campus was beautiful.
By the way, in case you were mistaken- I did NOT play. I came as a spectator, because I didn't try out of the team that will be playing at the QWC. Anyways, we were the only Canadian team- but the farthest team that came (when they did the welcoming speech and intro of the teams) was Texas A&M!! I'm not entirely sure how they came all the way up here..
"Oh, CANADAAAA, Our Home And Native Land..."
We probably stood out a lot, since we were the only Canadian team (they joked, international, out-of-the-country..) but much of it was probably due to us. Especially when we (I'm going to refer to the McGill group as "we" although I wasn't playing) start singing the Canadian national anthem in the pre-game.
What I found the most ridiculous, comical thing ever- the McGill team, they were chanting,
"Où est le fromage, OU EST LE FROMAGE!"
It was so ridiculous I couldn't quite understand them at first. But it was catchy. Really catchy. Alluring. So much that I sort of fell in love with it. I will occasionally say it under my breath. (Wonder if we were playing on our Canadian pride with all that French?)
We did VERY well- even better than last year, I was told. Here are the college teams who participated, although Yale, for some reason, decided not to show. Boo.
Boston University
Chestnut Hill College
Emerson College
Green Mountain College
Harvard University
Ive's Pond Quidditch Club
Lafayette College
Louisiana State University
McGill University
Middlebury University
Moravian college
St. Lawrence Univeristy
Syracuse University
Texas A&M University
University of Massachusetts-Amherst
University of Pittsburgh
University of Vermont
Vassar College Villanova University
Virginia Commonwealth University
The final game was between Middlebury and Emerson. Guess who won? Middlebury. They've won every year, and they won every single game this QWC. We could have made it so much higher, if only we hadn't had to play Middlebury before then. Because we lost to them, and we were out at that point. But we were on a winning streak too! We didn't get to play Harvard, but they were out of the game before us...
Quidditch was intense. The program brochure had on it "Third Annual intercollegiate Quidditch World Cup"- man, and the logo underneath. My eyes bugged out when I saw it. It was very much muddy and wet and slippery and rugby-like and rough and intense.
There were fields A, B, C, D, but the two main fields had these two most amazing, hilarious commentators ever. They weren't Lee Jordans, but they were epic on a Muggle scale. Seriously, I don't know how I can show this, so I won't, but just youtube Quidditch World Cup commentators or something, and listen! I had a lot of laughs listening to them banter.
There was a capella -"Mamajamas A Capella" among the intermission performances. I was SO upset when the girl from Carleton came up to me near the end and asked if we heard them sing "The Mysterious Ticking Noise". My heart shrivelled up and stuffed itself in a walnut shell when I heard that. If only I had heard it! AAAAAAAHHH I curse myself for missing it. She said they were amazing, (I heard their earlier performances, and they were good) and that they sounded JUST LIKE it. Here's the link, in case you haven't heard this AMAZING vid= http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tx1XIm6q4r4
It would've made my WEEK. No, it would've made a whole MONTH, if I had managed to hear it! *cries* It would've been the most epic..... (trails off mournfully)
We had free lunch AND dinner at the Middlebury Cafeteria. Let me say this: After having experienced their cafeteria food, I can feel the weight of the tuition they must pay in my tummy. It was all fresh, cooked food in a buffet style. At McGill, the meal cards are used and each individual item has a cost, whereas this, this was basically all-you-can-eat with wonderful variety. Of course, someone's comment was met with "Well, that that's why they're obese and we're not" during the line-up for food. By the way, there was ice-cream too. Self-serve. XP They had pretty much everything-including "Teas of the World", hot chocolate, and an array of toppings for your icecream, which I didn't use..
They have an amazing Vermont view from their cafeteria too. It truly is a beautiful campus and the buildings were quite unique- they exterior was some kind of patterned stone and the architecture made the buildings box-like. Sounds ugly, right? And it was strange, when I saw it, but it actually succeeded in looking good.
It was on the way home that it wasn't so fun. Ugh. It was cold. And I was tired and it was dark and at the freaking border more than one person got called down and I swear were were waiting for an hour. The biggest problem was that this girl apparently didn't have her study permit and they were going to make her go home !? which was just stupid and ridiculous. Anyways, problem was resolved in a strange and unexpected way and everyone on the bus was allowed to pass. Stopped at a convenience store for a break and this guy bought back a bunch of American "wonders" that he said we had to try. Then it got a bit more lively and strange things and conversations happened, including man-on-man action (it is what it is and what you think it is and what you don't want to think it is all in one), lunch porn ("let me undress your sandwich"), and other unmentionables.
It was past 11pm when we arrived back at the Milton Gates. Ugh, it was very bad timing. And we had to metro back too! (only us with that long-distance rez, but we love it anyways)
It was an adventure, all right! =)
Travel List cross-off- Vermont.
Next stopppp...... ___________
===
Here are the rules of the game: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quidditch
The article the girl I met from Carleton wrote for her school paper (the article was her other purpose for coming to the QWC)- http://www.charlatan.ca/content/taking-quidditch-air-field
I was watching one of the final games when they went to take the picture.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
And The World Was Set Aflame With Trees.
Before I write about the QWC, I have to tell you that I have never seen as beautiful a fall as I have seen in Vermont.
When I woke up in the early morning, with the sun's rays sweeping with thin fingers across the landscape, it was to beauty. Startling shades of rich, warm gold and vivid reds bled all over the subdued green of the hilly mountains. It seemed like Vermont was composed of just endless fields and pastures set in front of small mountains blanketed by forest; I did not see anything else until I got through Middlebury. It was so peaceful, and there were no other cars, no other sign of humans or houses, or even a faint whiff of city save the stretch of road we were travelling on- endlessly past the rolling hills and merging of greenredbrowngoldorangeredgold. A blend I'd never get tired of watching. I didn't even expect to experience a setting such as this anytime in my future. But it came upon me anyways, so gradual and gentle, like warm water's ascent, like dawn, like a realization.
The trees. God, the trees. I was in too much awe to be excited (such a cheap, mundane word compared to what I was feeling)- there was just so. much. colour.
The sky was the kind of light blue you'd imagine if you were to picture the setting for "Spring arrived that morning, with a string of birds in tow."
I have the landscape recorded in my mind, the way it flashed its glory past my window, and I wished my window was cleaner and the bus was slower so I could stick my head out the window and let the wind tangle my hair into a great mess while I soak up the sun and the chill and the colours too vivid to be real- but they were real. I could prove it to you, if only I could touch it.
When I woke up in the early morning, with the sun's rays sweeping with thin fingers across the landscape, it was to beauty. Startling shades of rich, warm gold and vivid reds bled all over the subdued green of the hilly mountains. It seemed like Vermont was composed of just endless fields and pastures set in front of small mountains blanketed by forest; I did not see anything else until I got through Middlebury. It was so peaceful, and there were no other cars, no other sign of humans or houses, or even a faint whiff of city save the stretch of road we were travelling on- endlessly past the rolling hills and merging of greenredbrowngoldorangeredgold. A blend I'd never get tired of watching. I didn't even expect to experience a setting such as this anytime in my future. But it came upon me anyways, so gradual and gentle, like warm water's ascent, like dawn, like a realization.
The trees. God, the trees. I was in too much awe to be excited (such a cheap, mundane word compared to what I was feeling)- there was just so. much. colour.
The sky was the kind of light blue you'd imagine if you were to picture the setting for "Spring arrived that morning, with a string of birds in tow."
I have the landscape recorded in my mind, the way it flashed its glory past my window, and I wished my window was cleaner and the bus was slower so I could stick my head out the window and let the wind tangle my hair into a great mess while I soak up the sun and the chill and the colours too vivid to be real- but they were real. I could prove it to you, if only I could touch it.
The Woman On The €0.10.
I did go through 6 mornings of the "Oh--yeah. There're two guys sleeping together on the couch bed in my living room. Now, I shall try not to wake them while I go make oatmeal in the kitchen."
Hahaha. It's all good. Then one morning (I think it was the Wednesday), I saw that scattered and piled on the table and floor of the living room ...... were books. Of course, seeing books light a fire in my blood and I inevitably let them draw me in... there were random (Arts!!) novels, a bit old looking etc. Anyways, the morning when I discovered the books also happened to be the morning one of the guys on the couch bed stirred. By the time I'd finished my breakfast, the shorter, dark curly-haired guy (oh I guess it's no harm to reveal that his name's Baptiste-- so French, eh?) had gotten up and I greeted him good morning etc. He was very nice, and we talked and I showed him the most AWESOME POSTER I EVER BOUGHT (from the McGill poster sale a while back), and basically on the poster there was this woman in the corner and he told me that was on the back of an euro coin. Which was very exciting and interesting. And he pulled out some coins from his pocket and showed me! Twas very cool, and while I was looking at it he said to me that I could have it! Yay- you know where that's going! My coin collection back home! €0.10 .. It was a really shiny one too~
I'm excited to show you guys the poster sometime. I almost mistook it for the work of MC Escher, but after a bit of googling, it turned out to be a tribute done purposely in the style of MC Escher- it's damn cool! I don't want to describe it because it'll be too hard, but it's basically like a mish-mash of art. It's all thrown together, so it gives an I-Spy feel of it, and what impressed me was that I asked him to look for the different pieces of art in the poster, and he recognized and identified so much of it. Turns out, he knows a lot of this because his mother's an artist. This just keeps getting Frencher, doesn't it? I mean, one of my cliche images of France is an artist with those droopy artist hats (what are they called again, JYT? The hat you wanted?) on a balcony with the Eiffel Tower (grey, strong, solid) right behind, with a Parigot style singing wafting up along with fresh bread from the street below. I'm aware how cliche this scene is.
Oh no, I got sidetracked again. I meant to tell you about the woman on the edge of the poster, who was on the euro coin.
Wikipedia::
[The French design by Laurent Jorio depicts a sower in a field with a rising sun behind her. The image is taken from the previous one French franc coin designed by Louis Oscar Roty. Oscar Roty's art nouveau design reset the global trend, breaking from traditional static portraits to a full body, strident figure sowing the seeds of good fortune. For the euro coins, Jorio added hatching each side representing the French flag with the year to the left and the letters RF (République française) to the right.]
Another cool thing I skylights has learned about the €0.10 coin while reading Wikipedia-
[The reverse side of the coin depends on the issuing country. All have to include twelve stars (in most cases a circle around the edge), the engravers initials and the year of issue. New designs also have to include the name or initials of the issuing country.]
So obviously, the issuing country of my coin is France. Teeheehee.
Hahaha. It's all good. Then one morning (I think it was the Wednesday), I saw that scattered and piled on the table and floor of the living room ...... were books. Of course, seeing books light a fire in my blood and I inevitably let them draw me in... there were random (Arts!!) novels, a bit old looking etc. Anyways, the morning when I discovered the books also happened to be the morning one of the guys on the couch bed stirred. By the time I'd finished my breakfast, the shorter, dark curly-haired guy (oh I guess it's no harm to reveal that his name's Baptiste-- so French, eh?) had gotten up and I greeted him good morning etc. He was very nice, and we talked and I showed him the most AWESOME POSTER I EVER BOUGHT (from the McGill poster sale a while back), and basically on the poster there was this woman in the corner and he told me that was on the back of an euro coin. Which was very exciting and interesting. And he pulled out some coins from his pocket and showed me! Twas very cool, and while I was looking at it he said to me that I could have it! Yay- you know where that's going! My coin collection back home! €0.10 .. It was a really shiny one too~
I'm excited to show you guys the poster sometime. I almost mistook it for the work of MC Escher, but after a bit of googling, it turned out to be a tribute done purposely in the style of MC Escher- it's damn cool! I don't want to describe it because it'll be too hard, but it's basically like a mish-mash of art. It's all thrown together, so it gives an I-Spy feel of it, and what impressed me was that I asked him to look for the different pieces of art in the poster, and he recognized and identified so much of it. Turns out, he knows a lot of this because his mother's an artist. This just keeps getting Frencher, doesn't it? I mean, one of my cliche images of France is an artist with those droopy artist hats (what are they called again, JYT? The hat you wanted?) on a balcony with the Eiffel Tower (grey, strong, solid) right behind, with a Parigot style singing wafting up along with fresh bread from the street below. I'm aware how cliche this scene is.
Oh no, I got sidetracked again. I meant to tell you about the woman on the edge of the poster, who was on the euro coin.
Wikipedia::
[The French design by Laurent Jorio depicts a sower in a field with a rising sun behind her. The image is taken from the previous one French franc coin designed by Louis Oscar Roty. Oscar Roty's art nouveau design reset the global trend, breaking from traditional static portraits to a full body, strident figure sowing the seeds of good fortune. For the euro coins, Jorio added hatching each side representing the French flag with the year to the left and the letters RF (République française) to the right.]
Another cool thing I skylights has learned about the €0.10 coin while reading Wikipedia-
[The reverse side of the coin depends on the issuing country. All have to include twelve stars (in most cases a circle around the edge), the engravers initials and the year of issue. New designs also have to include the name or initials of the issuing country.]
So obviously, the issuing country of my coin is France. Teeheehee.
There Was Only One Couch Bed.
Okay, so I've been back from the QWC and it was an amazing, eye-opening adventure, that was for sure! But more on that after this post. This is a little after-post, of the morning after my return from the QWC.
Monday. I get up, bleary-eyed, at 8:30am because I leave around 9:00am for my 9:35am Anthro class. I do my morning schtuff, y'know, brushing my teeth, dress, NOT make my bed, search for my shoes...I manage to find my shoes, but I also manage to trip over my backpack which I'd left lying haphazardly on the ground the night before, with its guts spilling out in the form of loose lecture slides half-pinned throughout a submerged black binder, 1/3 of my pencil case (the end with the kitty head!) peeking out of the front pocket, my cellphone lying out on the ground, having made a full 3/3 of its way out of the front pocket (beating the pencil case by 2/3), and all of the sections of my backpack completely unzipped, all gaping black slitted against the light blue exterior and baring rows of zipper-teeth. Grrr.
Then I look at the time and oh-shoot-I-gotta-get-breakfast and I stumble out to the hallway, past my two roomie's doors into the living room space which is connected to the dining table area which leads into the kitchen. I didn't make it straight to the kitchen though. Because I made an abrupt stop when I arrived at the living room and was suddenly reminded that I had met 2 French guys before I had left on Saturday, and that their departure was not until the end of the week.
I did not see the blue couch bed in the living room suffused in daylight. Instead, I saw a large red blanket over two lumps. Two very close lumps. Unmoving and obscured, and covered by a very red blanket which was also covering the blue-ness of the couch bed. Utter silence.
I tip-toed into the kitchen and made my oatmeal, as quietly as I could, while I as attacked by a random scenario image. I don't think it would have been very comfortable for me to eat at the kitchen table, which is basically part of the living room. Imagine waking up the morning after sleeping with your (guy) friend, and the first thing you see when you open your eyes is a girl sitting at the kitchen table looking right back at you holding up a spoon of oatmeal towards her mouth. (No innuendo/double meanings intended. XP)
It would just be awkward and creepy. Although I find the scenario funny in an awkward and comical way. I hid -stayed- in the kitchen and had my breakfast.
Monday. I get up, bleary-eyed, at 8:30am because I leave around 9:00am for my 9:35am Anthro class. I do my morning schtuff, y'know, brushing my teeth, dress, NOT make my bed, search for my shoes...I manage to find my shoes, but I also manage to trip over my backpack which I'd left lying haphazardly on the ground the night before, with its guts spilling out in the form of loose lecture slides half-pinned throughout a submerged black binder, 1/3 of my pencil case (the end with the kitty head!) peeking out of the front pocket, my cellphone lying out on the ground, having made a full 3/3 of its way out of the front pocket (beating the pencil case by 2/3), and all of the sections of my backpack completely unzipped, all gaping black slitted against the light blue exterior and baring rows of zipper-teeth. Grrr.
Then I look at the time and oh-shoot-I-gotta-get-breakfast and I stumble out to the hallway, past my two roomie's doors into the living room space which is connected to the dining table area which leads into the kitchen. I didn't make it straight to the kitchen though. Because I made an abrupt stop when I arrived at the living room and was suddenly reminded that I had met 2 French guys before I had left on Saturday, and that their departure was not until the end of the week.
I did not see the blue couch bed in the living room suffused in daylight. Instead, I saw a large red blanket over two lumps. Two very close lumps. Unmoving and obscured, and covered by a very red blanket which was also covering the blue-ness of the couch bed. Utter silence.
I tip-toed into the kitchen and made my oatmeal, as quietly as I could, while I as attacked by a random scenario image. I don't think it would have been very comfortable for me to eat at the kitchen table, which is basically part of the living room. Imagine waking up the morning after sleeping with your (guy) friend, and the first thing you see when you open your eyes is a girl sitting at the kitchen table looking right back at you holding up a spoon of oatmeal towards her mouth. (No innuendo/double meanings intended. XP)
It would just be awkward and creepy. Although I find the scenario funny in an awkward and comical way. I hid -stayed- in the kitchen and had my breakfast.
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