I will post and update my schedule whenever I know of it. All “study” time can questionably be changed for hang-out time. All unclaimed time can be turned into hangage, also.
FALL SEMESTER
MON and WED, 17h05 to 18h PILATES CLASS
TUE, 18:00 to 20:15
WED, 11:45 to 14:30
Hangage and be before and/or after depending on what happens to my GYM plan and work schedule :)
This is one of my favorite songs ever.
I listen to it:
-in spring in anticipation for the summer
-during the summer
-during the winter when I summer
What a gorgeous song.
I discovered this song back when I liked PL, and I knew The Ataris was one of his favorite bands. This was one of the first songs I’d ever heard by them.
Over the years, I still haven’t managed to outgrow Boys of Summer.
those days are gone forever
i should just let them go but-
runner-ups:
stone temple pilots’ sour girl
all-american rejects’ it ends tonight
led zeppelin’s stairway to heaven
Gemini (May 21-June 20)
“The more you do what you want,” says Santa Fe artist Erika Wanenmacher, “the more magic happens.” And what she wants, in part, is to be surprised by how life’s random events ask to be included in her creative process. During her long walks along the irrigation ditch near her home, for example, odds and ends on the ground call to her, suggesting that she use them in her art pieces — heart-shaped rocks, miniature liquor bottles, bent spoons, parts of toys. One of her gallery pieces, “Spell Wall,” consists of amulets made from this found stuff. “I’ll make whatever I want,” Erika says. “Out of whatever I want. About whatever I want.” She’s your role model, Gemini. Borrow from her perspective. Go in quest of unexpected clues that make you feel loose and free and fertile.
Sadly, I always find an excuse to go to Arouch. It’s the epitome of healthy, delicious and affordable food around Concordia University.
aleppo / half spice half cheese
zaatar / thyme and sesame
lahmajoun / minced beef, spicy or not
greek / YUCK
anatolian / mixed cheese
price varied from 1.75 to 2.50, then .35$ per veggie topping and .60$ for cheese/tzatziki. lemon is free. Tzatziki/Tomato/Black Olives is a good combo, previous fave was the ultimate sour with Banana Peppers/Turnip/Green Olives but my current fave is Tomato/Lettuce/Green Olives+Lemon. I can’t manage to get the taboulé to work but eh… I’ll probably go today after my class anyway.
they also have a nice variety of pastries, coffee and tea with an obvious absence of fizzy drinks and more emphasis on Tropicana drinks (yay).
Can’t name anything I hate about this place at all. Let’s remember the last few times I was so impressed with food:
-the first time I went to Odaki
-the first time I had bibimbap (Man-na)
-the wintermelon + kumquat jelly bubble tea at the Magic Idea on de Maisonnneuve
-the garlic prime rib at Quiznos
-the soy chocolate chip cookies from Café X
-the food at Jin Shi and/or Lao Beijing
-matcha green tea popsicles
-chocolate-covered pretzels
Aroooouch! I love you!
Picture me sitting at the steps on the Concordia library in front of Kam Ho. Comes a man to me.
“Hey,” he said.
“… hey?”
Pause.
“are you looking for some weed?” he continued. Cue my laughter.
This 29 year old black man, a hustler he called himself, is speaking to me about feeling good, having confidence and a purpose. He said he came to me cause I looked like I needed some cheerin up. Good man.
“Do you know where you’re going?”
I stared at him blankly. He points to his stomach, unzips his coat and there’s an L.A. hoodie. He told me I was gonna be a musician, an MC… I was one of the good people fighting temptation (capitalization + 2012 = God fighting the serpent). His name’s Oh and he named me Elize.
I’m not sure what he wanted from me. He told me to call him tomorrow and see where it goes.
My life is kinda strange. He seems like a good guy who wants to save the world. What am I gonna do? If I remember, I’ll call him. Who wants to bet he wants to sell me more weed or sleep with me?
Only the future can tell.
He says happiness is freedom.
Is it, really? Is being free really all that great? If you’re always free to do as you please, then what and who will stop you when you’re making a mistake?
Being free has consequences no one can foresee or imagine. Living by the unknown creates unknown consequences. Living free with a purpose? Impossible.
I’ll personally have to test that theory, but for now, I am sold.
my friends have been running around in the land of insomnia for the past few days because of new and old crushes. I can’t remember the last time I couldn’t sleep because of someone… or, rather I do remember too well.
Saosin’s Bury Your Head has a line that says: I’ll sleep tonight when you’re ok / and I haven’t said it’s ok. like I can’t sleep until we’ve spoken and I’m conviced that everything good in the world. That was 5 years ago.
Sometimes I am convinced that I am dead inside. Slowly, everyone I let into my heart made a farce and ate it for Thanksgiving. I don’t remember what it’s like to be alive and not cynical; to giggle in love-happiness. To have a crush on somebody and wonder if they’re into me. I am skeptikal of everyone who shows an interest in me; what is it that they like so much about me and why would they stick it out through thick and thin?
Love is an illusion.
There are so many levels of liking and loving; how do you know which one to pursue? what validates one person more than the other?
As I stare and take too long to ponder, all my options die and life goes on. I wish I could dive in head first and not think, but I know that ultimately I come back to this form of thinking and end up hurting the other person.
I am single because I don’t wanna hurt anybody else. I think that ironically, I am hurting myself in the end. But I am so used to being like this; I don’t even know where to start if I wanted to change.
I think people mistakenly believes my life to be easy. I just follow the wind, say and do the first thing that goes through my head: no.
I can feel myself constantly registering information and processing it. In, out, in, out; which information is relevant? Because I am always ready to be proven wrong, I often get challenged and am left to start over. I admit that I know nothing.
Because I bend with the wind, I often find myself never really fighting for anything, or really wanting anything. I am a pacifist. I often wonder if that’s the best philosophy; if I’m floating through life then what is my real purpose?
I don’t really know what I’m doing or who I am. I’m learning to be normal. What is normal but being slightly more reserved and stable? When I bore myself, I do the opposite of what is expected of me or the opposite of what I want to do.
I have a hard time finding myself interesting or worth someone’s time, energy, expectations and dreams. Maybe because that’s how I feel about other people; that’s why I project it onto them. because I don’t appreciate people for who they are without wanting to change them, it’s highly immoral for me to expect to be liked for who I am, and for my shenanigans to be put up with.
I guess in the end, the problem is me. A bad thought = a lack of worth.
toonies and loonies.
I don’t get it, these words don’t exist in French and I always get them confused and mixed up.
a loonie is a crazy person or that coin that isn’t a toonie. and what is a toonie but the one that isn’t a loonie? I don’t know if I’ll ever learn to differenciate them, I’ve been working the cash for over three years and I still haven’t learned.
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