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[Jun. 21st, 2007|12:33 am] |
So. Here we are.
It always seemed odd to me now events of the past can seem like yesterday or decades ago, at the same time. I look around now at my own apartment (!) and realize how far I've come only to sigh nostalgically. Livejournal, for example, holds such wonderful memories! Only yesterday I was reading through friends' updates... so why are there strange buttons? 'Embed Media'? Say what?
I always liked updating myself though, mostly because I find immense pleasure in reading these blurbs afterwards. Internet explorer still bothers the hell outta me, but I am less... active in my hatred for it. Hatred for other things, such as rather untalented artists who scribble all over the sidewalk to prevent actual pictures from... well, existing... eh, that's a different matter.
Speaking of sidewalk art. Thought you should all know, if you ever do end up here around the streets of Toronto, that there is an extremely talented Cantonese man around Yonge, Bay, and Queen (he moves around) who re-creates masterpieces on the sidewalk. A duplicate of The Girl with the Pearl Earring decorated the corner of Yonge and Bloor for a good few days. This is completely relevant, I know.
Just like everything else in life.
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[Nov. 17th, 2006|04:45 pm] |
Wow. This version 7 of Internet Explorer is absolutely horrific, and I had to post something somewhere aobut it. WHAT THE FUCK.
And the stupid bar at the top is glued to the top and won't budge and the stupid buttons and... what the fuck. *spazz* It's really, REALLY bothering me! And now my default explorer is firefox.
Take that you stupid... tab-idea-taker fucking ie... argh. >_> |
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| Wahoo. |
[Sep. 3rd, 2006|12:51 pm] |
Hey guess what. I moved in. And all my stuff (this time, maybe) fit into that brave little two doored car. And my room is beautiful and I have a rolly chair, finally. I'm happy.
Except I'm on the 2nd floor and get a /wonderful/ view of construction outside. o_o I can't complain too much though, because, even on the second floor, my suite is probably better than your dorm. (ilu.)
My suitemates are nice, so that's good. And someone brought a rice cooker, and that's brilliant. Here's hoping for a cook!
How have you been? |
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| Home sweet home - for the next 3 weeks. |
[Aug. 13th, 2006|11:06 am] |
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I just wokeup from a nap, on my own mattress with the sweetest (and now possibly the fattest) kitty ever lying on my face. It's good to be home again. Despite the fact that there are boxes everywhere because I'll be gone again in 3 weeks, there's an aura about the place. Maybe it's the smell, or the cat hair all over, but whatever it is I'm going to miss it. A lot.
Looking around now, I finally realize that holy crap I have a lot of shit. Or holy shit I have a lot of crap. o___o Most of it is stuff I'd never happily part with... the cute little trinkets from all over the place and the old stuff animals I've had for years (the ones that should be thrown away because they smell a bit odd but I'm sentimental and keep everything. You know that horrible gift you gave me a few years ago for Christmas? It's useless and takes up closet space, but I still have it and will probably continue to keep it around just because it was a gift). Everything else will be donated, unless you want to buy it. Tape with doggies on it, 50 cents! o_o;
But seriously, where can I go to sell stuff? Do you happen to know any used electronics/furniture shops around? We have a really nice grill in the basement, and printers, and television, and phones, stuff that people might actually buy. And alarms. And couches and tables and wardrobes and chairs. And...
Remind me to call you, so I can see you before everyone drifts off to the wind. And when I do see you, take me to see Ann Arbor. And let me take a picture of you, and hug me goodbye. |
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| I'm in China! |
[Jul. 19th, 2006|03:09 am] |
I'm not sure why, but I had the sudden urge to post a photo. It's a pretty cool photo too. o_o
I took this picture of the 'wind moving rock', located on the island of Dongshan, near Taiwan. It just won't fall.
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[Jun. 17th, 2006|01:50 am] |
Aw fuck, I can't remember any of my passes. I gotta reset them now. And if I want to watch the world cup I gotta stay up until 3 am. Aw, fuck.
And it's hot here and very very humid and I haven't seen the sun in a week and the mosquitos here are larger than my thumbnail and the population is bunches and bunches! But the shopping is good, and I've realized just how much I really, really, really love and cherish air conditioners. Not to mention whoever invented them.
Went to this one restaurant that had everything live (because apparently the people of 广州 eat everything. But we had crab, and it was yummy. Crab is good. Chinese food > whatever food you're eating.
Alive and in one piece for now! Hugs and kisses, I miss you already. |
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[May. 29th, 2006|09:34 pm] |
I like Toronto bunches and bunches, at least the parts that I explored.
My future campus is right in the middle of everything, fast walk to the CN Tower, right in the middle of main street shops and the best restaurants and of course, right near Chinatown. Spadina, the main road, is actually the western boarder of the campus. Covenient, ain't it? (Probably spelled convenient wrong, which is sad, considering I spent a good deal of time being half asleep and watching a spelling bee. I will forever know how to spell 'trestle'.) I saw my college place, and also *hopefully* my future suite building. I do hope incredibly much that I sounded polite and amazing on my application...
 It resembled U of M remarkably, with the exception of being downtown Toronto and having a giant turkey building in the middle of everything. The people inside the turkey were nice though, and it's where I got my official U of T id. Ongz!11ldnzoway.
Saw some more stuff, parliament buildings or something else, park, where the legislative met and all that too.
On the way back today, I decided I wanted to visit Hamilton, where I learned english and whatnot. First North American school I ever attended was there! Was, was. They tore it down, because apparently, it was too old and would've cost too much to fix. It wouldn't have been pratical. Thanks to a neighbourhood petition, they kept an entire entrance of the building! And left the rest of the field to the weeds. Goodbye, Peace Memorial.
And to top everything off, I think I'm sunburnt. |
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[May. 24th, 2006|06:59 pm] |
Are humans worth the effort?
We're fundamentally selfish creatures, not to mention eternally ungrateful. Should someone dedicate their entire life to try and help people who'll accept their aid eagerly but spit them out after? Oh yes, there must be at least one good person out there, and no matter what, that one good person must be helped! But one, one in how many? Not 10, not 100. 1000? 10000? 100000?
People donate to get tax deductibles, to organizations. How much of each dollar actually goes to where the donater wanted it to go? 90 cents? 80? 5? Who decides? Who calculates? Who tells the truth? And what happens when the money actually get to where it's suppose to go? Oh yes, people will be fed for a day, maybe a month. So after the donations stop, what'll happen?
Of course, said donater can always be a super person and go to the troubled area themselves, to help and give part of themself to help others! People will talk, and they'll be admired. Help, how? Where will they get the money? And everyone knows nothing can be done without money. Heart is hardly enough anymore. In fact, heart probably doesn't matter now.
But no! What's happening in other parts of the world doesn't affect us at all. There are others to take care of the problem, others who'll do things. Others, who're more capable, who're more caring and compassionate, who can do a better job. It won't affect us here. Plus the things that do affect us now can be avoided. Everyone's going everywhere, and what are the chances we'll see anyone ever again? All that really matters is that we find good jobs and have money to buy what we want.
Can someone help me believe that?
Can someone help me decide, fill in the facts that I don't know?
Can someone prove something definite in the arguement?
Can someone tell me I'm wrong? Or right?
Can someone help?
...My brain hurts now. And I'm going to take a nap. |
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[May. 22nd, 2006|05:44 pm] |
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Prom was fun. I wore a slinky dress that my hair was longer than. And shoes that my feet didn't appreciate at all.
But on a serious note. My laptop has a protrusion and it's bothering me a lot. I'm not exactly sure why, since it doesn't actually interfere with my using the computer, but it being there is just bothersome.
The black thing isn't suppose to be there!
*is bothered* |
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[May. 14th, 2006|12:04 pm] |
This was not intentional. o__o
Your Slanguage Profile | | Canadian Slang: 100% | | Aussie Slang: 50% | | Prison Slang: 50% | | Victorian Slang: 50% | | British Slang: 25% | | Southern Slang: 25% | | New England Slang: 0% |
It was the timbit question... |
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