i am falling asleep as i should be working on finishing bio, then moving on to studying chem and math… who puts the midterms for the two courses that all science students take into the same evening…? they are so very smart in their planning.
and why am i even blogging when i should be doing the work? … yes, just goes to show how too much work makes lazy piggies of even the best of us. =P okay, i will work for now.
λ! (wavelength!)
How on earth did life get so busy all of a sudden? Is it because I vowed to myself that I would study harder now that second term started? Then why is it indeed that I have hardly gotten any of my required homework and reading done? Really, I am such a lazy person…
So, at the moment, I have a nice large load of homework looming over me, and I am delaying its completion now as I am blogging. Haha, ironic how I’m blogging about not doing what I am supposed to do when I am putting it off by blogging.
Anyways, I have discovered that perhaps I should be thinking about what I would like to do/study in the future. Since I have only started in university, I have been pushing back the thought of where I would like to go with my life, seeing as the rest of uni seems to be stretching out far ahead of me. I keep telling myself I have plenty of time. However, I think that in the back of my head, I know that I really don’t have all that much time left. And now that I have realized my incapability to do what I might have wanted in the past, I’m kinda stranded as to what I do want to do. What options do I have left? I feel like I’m nowhere near ready to even begin thinking about this, but I feel as though I should be. People have been telling me to start deciding, making plans, getting prepared. Well people, I don’t know, and I don’t know when I will, and I don’t know if I want to know.
Besides, I want to be able to have faith that I will be led to do what is planned for me. I don’t want to have to make decisions on my own. But I also know that I can’t just keep going on like this, aimlessly. So… dilemma.
Anyways, I really must start working, or I will not get stuff done in time.
till next time~
ε! (I just chose a greek letter, because I like it. It reminds me of differential calculus… and limits. hehe)
Happy Christmas and a Merry New Year!
a!
Oopsy, looks like I have become the lazy one… sorry all. my apologies!
I do have many clever excuses to explain my non-contribution the the lovely bus stop, but I am sure they are not all that clever, so I’ll save you the trouble of having to read them and sigh over how not clever and unconvincing they are. However, be it known that I am very sorry.
So, I admit that I am guilty of what a! has so kindly pointed out. I am also one who has neglected to perform in the caring aspect of Christmas. Though I will say in my defense that I have entirely forgotten to care, but I find that I often forget, and become centred on myself. And then I am once again humbled by the fact that in the immensity of the entire universe, I am but one single human on a tiny planet. Not only that, but remember all the humans that have existed on Earth in the past, and those who will exist in the future. In comparison to the time that constitute the years preceding and succeeding my own life, I get a picture of how negligible I am in the universe. How insignificant. And yet I insist on doting on myself. How selfish I am.
Perhaps it would be well worth my while to attempt to care for others for a change, not merely during Christmas, seeing as it has already passed. And even if those I care about are as insignificant as I, the benefit goes both ways. So why not try it for a change? (that is meant to be rhetorical… but I can once again come up with many non-clever excuses)
Anyways, it would be a worthy goal to set for the new year.
Reflect on it~
the other! aka ecafoop! (one who is not a!)
“Happy Christmas to all and to all a good night!”
Christmas must be my favourite holiday of the year. The lights, the decorations, the smiles.
In fact one of my most-liked activities would be going to the nearest mall and just looking at the people there. Let me clarify that I am not there to be a creepy old man. I am simply enjoying how happy the people are after the frustration of fighting for the few things left on their last minute shopping list.
Then I thought, why bother with the fighting? Is it really worth all the time and money to buy a present that the person may not even want? Funny coloured turtlenecks, lightsabers, and other Christmassy presents, just might not be what the person may really be wanting.
So instead, why not make a gift? Save yourself some money, save the other person the hassle of having to wear that ugly sweater you got them so they don’t feel as though they offended you. If you’re not in the craft making, or professional macaroni art making, there’s always the simple card with the words Merry Christmas inside it. In fact, if you’re as cheap as I am, you can simply give the person a hug to show appreciation towards them.
As for the money that you saved, you can use some and donate to some charity. I’m not saying give all of it away, since I’m not able to do so myself, but just a small portion is good as well.
Lately I have been wandering the web and I came upon the “Advent Conspiracy” campaign. It talks about how Christmas has been always about shopping and that we are forgetting the true meaning of Christmas. Christmas is about the birth of Jesus Christ who came to die and save us from going to a real hot place (By hot I don’t mean sexy). But then, how can people spread the word about him when people are lacking the most basic things for survival such as water? If you were to be starved for a day, and I kept telling you about the most exciting thing, I would receive a polite “screw off.”
So the purpose of this campaign is to provide the needy with water so that they can survive another day.
Let us stop spending, spending, spending, and instead start caring. Isn’t caring what Christmas all about?
Have a yippeekayay Christmas!
a!
Does trying really hard really make any difference? I mean a person can try really hard and yet it still might not work out for them. Why even bother if something will never work out the way you want to? To try and waste so much time an energy in something that is near impossible, is absolutely foolishness.
In case you were wondering, yes, this person is me.
But in spite of all this, I’m seeing this from a different view. People try because there is hope. Hope is what keeps us from being a zombie in our colourful colourful lives. As much as I like zombies, if I have to live my life just eating and staring at things to grunt at (or in my case just my computer monitor and grunting), that would not be much fun.
A colourful life doesn’t necessarily mean it’s all fun and happiness. In fact, if this was the case, would people really get to know what happiness truly is? Call me crazy, but I think being sad or mad or simply unglad, may be a good thing. Without these, how can a person distinguish and appreciate their times of happiness? Don’t take me the wrong way though, I am not arguing that being sad or mad or unglad is a delightful experience, but what I am saying is that it accompanies happiness much like ketchup complements a hot dog (When in doubt, talk about food lol). Ketchup tastes quite sour, and I darefully say that it is disgusting on it’s own and likewise, a hot dog on its own just tastes like a wiener with salt. However, when the two things come together, a person will appreciate how the sourness of this tomatoey paste mixes with this previously boringly salty sausage.
If life is a hot dog with ketchup , I don’t mind taking a bite out of it.
So although I may feel as if I am getting a ‘F’ for effort right now, that ‘a!’ will just be that much better.
a!
Oh poetry how cursed are thy talons
Trapping me in a never ending struggle
Always trying to decode each line
Never finding out its true meaning
Maybe this is the definition of poetry
Oh poetry I hate you.. in the nicest possible way
- as written by a!, but signed by ecafoop! because a! is so lame, and won’t sign it.
Hold My Heart – Over And Underneath – Tenth Avenue North
a!
The time was 10:36am. Sunlight poured into my room through whatever gaps the pillows (that I put up to cover the window, so I can sleep a little bit later) left. It was at this time I received a phone call. In my mind I thought it was only a little bit past 10 o clock simply because I was supposed to wake early to give a call and wake ecafoop! for an adventure. When I picked up the phone, I came to the sad realization that it was not I who woke ecafoop!, but instead, the other way around. It was then that I became aware of the lateness that shrouded my drowsy eyes.~
How’s that for a fancy prelude to the story?
So after waking up I made myself a nice sandwich before heading out the house. Loads of ham between two slightly toasted pieces of bread. I even put them standing up after toasting so that they wont be soggy. Then I got another phone call from some telemarketer letting me know that I just won a free cruise ticket. After hanging up halfway through the call, I looked at the clock and found that I was late and I left quickly. All this happened with the sandwich, all lonely on the kitchen counter shouting “a! bring me with you!”.
As I moseyed out, I finally remembered the sandwich and had to stop by McDonalds for two McDoubles. (Note: Did you know that McDoubles and Double Cheeseburgers are not the same thing? McDoubles are on the value menu whilst the Double Cheeseburgers with an extra half slice of processed cheese cost more? Now back to the story.) As I took the SkyTrain towards downtown, I was reading my boring book for school while listening to some Christmas music. What a difference that music made! Saved me from falling asleep while reading that horrid grey book (A book for school). Once I reached downtown, I waited at the terminus station a little bit for ecafoop! and continued reading. Nearing the end of a chapter during my reading, an older Asian couple approached me. The old man asked me if I knew how to get to Richmond. Being able to understand their foreign dialect, I responded in English with all the directions required. He then smiled at me (the old lady behind him smiled at me as well), nodded, and repeated his question again. This was went it struck me; He did not know how to speak English. After figuring this out, I walked them down to the SkyTrain stop where they needed to go and bid them a quiet farewell.
When I came back up the stairs from the SkyTrain platform, I planned on going back to my seat on the bench, to wait for ecafoop!. The moment I sat down again, she showed up, and thus the adventure began.
This adventure consisted of :
1 university campus(Much smaller than I thought it would be, but at least it’s somewhere in downtown(sounds kinda fancy))
2 cups of chocolate (I don’t say hot because it got pretty cold after a while )
2 rides on the SeaBus (This may very well be the first time since I’ve been living where I am for a large portion of my life)
1 really cold day (The culprit behind the cooling of the previous hot chocolate, also found accountable for my cold ears)
1 confused message (My mother called to see what I was doing and I told her I wanted to study a bit more before I get home. More or less I sounded like a politician. She asked about what I was doing, I told her what I was going to be doing. ecafoop! does not agree to this.)
1 walk in the park (It was really dark by the time we got there, but we decided to take a nice walk anyways. About a quarter of the way in, the sky seemed as if the sun vanished. So dark. Being in the cold, with lots of trees around didn’t help too much. The result? We turned around and left the same way we came from.)
1 wanting to step on thin ice (Some place left the fountain on, and there was a sheet of ice. I really wanted to step atop it. Decided to touch with finger to see if it was hard enough. Glad ecafoop! stopped me or my finger might’ve gotten stuck on the sheet of ice.)
1 hiding in a small building in a park (Too cold, so we needed a rest stop. There were stairs that led to I don’t no where, did not really want to get lost. Possibly a parking lot, but does a children’s play park really need an underground parking lot?)
1 ride on the bus (Funny story! ecafoop! couldn’t find her bus pass, so when she did, the bus driver used the lanyard and put it around her neck as if she was to receive a medal. Hahaha!)
1 HMV (Found the book Pride and Prejudice and Zombies, I might like to read that later on. Whenever there is a classic mixed with zombies, funniness is sure to follow.)
1 ride on the SkyTrain (Almost missed the stop. Luckily ecafoop! didn’t notice this happening. All is well.)
~
So that pretty much was a quick summary of the adventure. Oh and as for the title, there’s no need for explanation right? Just another bad post naming scheme as always. (In case you don’t get it though(Or so I feel really clever), it was a nice day, and it was cold. So cold that there was ice. I know I’m clever, no need to compliment me.)
Have a great time chillin’ (see I did it again, I’m just so clever),
a!
hello hello,
yesterday was when a! and i went to visit downtown, first to scope out a!’s educational institute’s other campus in which classes for second semester will take place. afterwards, we deigned to waste away some time that might have been otherwise employed for meaningful purposes. though, the day in its entirety was not void of studying, since i, being me, arrived precisely half an hour late to meet a!, thus requiring the wait to be used as additional study time… for a! i on the other hand simply enjoyed the bus ride whilst remaining oblivious to the bus driver’s announcements of a change in bus route… until it was too late, and i had to travel an additional several blocks to find a!
anyways, something that occurred to me yesterday, about which i am writing today, is a question that was supposedly answered last year in my tok class… except of course i didn’t understand a word said during those times, so i am forced to try and make sense of it now, here. the reason why i was set on thinking about this was because a! called his lovely mother during the course of our whiling away a perfectly good afternoon, doing a nice mix of nothing and loitering, and and doing as our fancy dictated. during this conversation, a!’s mother must have asked whether he was on his way home, to which he replied that he was planning on doing a little more studying. at this, i accused him of lying to his mother, since he was clearly not studying and he in fact had no intention of doing so. a! countered with saying that he did study, while waiting for me to arrive. so i was invoked into thinking about what is a lie, and what is the truth?
is withholding information considered lying? when a child does it, such as when they don’t tell when a plate or window was broken is usually labelled as lying by parents. however, if lying is defined as telling something that is not true, then by all means, the child did not lie. but then again, they are also not being honest. so which is right?
i also wondered if belief affects whether something is the truth or a lie. because when a person believes something to be true, then does that make them a liar when what they say to be true is actually not, but they did not know that it was not? because that means that really we don’t know if anything is really the truth, if what we take to be true is merely true to us, but may actually be a lie… haha, thus launching us into a discussion of reality. >.< (wow, i am haunted by ib)
well, i will conclude by citing the above to my tok class, since much of what i just said was probably what was discussed in class, though all of it passed over my head at the time… so yes
sources cited: K, Mr. Mr. K’s tok: 2008-09 class. Calgary: Bus Stop Blog. 2009.(haha, forgive the not using any known style of referencing…)
see you next time. (hopefully you were not bored out of your socks)
ecafoop! (i still need to come up with a name…)
