Exams pis des bizzaroides, montreal an interesting little town, lol
mouin , bin c deja cette periode de l annee ... riguedons ? nooooonnn , bonne annee alors ? nnnaaaadddddaaaa ... Fete a quequn ? bin oui mais c etait dans les dernieres semaines... So c le temps des ... EXAMS ! youpidoutidlidou ! j aime quasiment autant sa que me lever le matin quand il fait noire. C qui sois disant passant est tout a fait naturel , vous vous rappellez le vieux dicton qui dis ;"il se leve avec le soleil et se couche avec le soleil " ? Bon ok peu etre que je me couche pas avec mais l intention est la et puis j ai des cours anyway en soiree. donc au menu cito que j ai fini avec l actuelle entree, un ptit paragraphe sur "quelque que j admire" pour la guarderie (Engl 207) et deux exams pour demain avec une evaluation par la directrice de mon peer group entre les deux. Joy joy joy , nah je chiale pas ! metton plutot que je partage mon eblouissant mercredi a venir avec vous tous ; ) sois disant pourquoi les weirdo dla ville ne sortent que seulement les soir de fin de semaine et quand j ai dla visite ? Pop est passer vendredi soir et seulement a la pizzeria yavais un mecton qui se mangeait les mains tout en orbitant le contoire de service et marmonant l aire trouble pendent que deux autre individus , un gars une fille, semblaient transfixer par leurs ecran d ordi ferme... Genre qu ils etaient assis droit devant leur terminal (internet offer sur 2 ordi a la pizzeria) de temps a autre echangent un cour dialogue mais sans pour autant quitter leur ecrant de vue... Un autre c est fait arreter dimanche dans le metro encors une fois marmonant au flics dissimule derirere ses des super dooper lunette fumee du genre : "leaving Las Vegas" (fait noir dans le metro dude ...) pendent que le nouveau weirdo en mouvement j ai nommer "mangeur de main il t en restera pas pour demain ! " etait toujours a sont occupation dans le fond de la rampe d embarquement. Bordel faut il que la visite me rappelle un etat de normalitee pour je les appercoives vue que je suis rendu habitue ou c ti l aire dla campagne qui les fais sortir de leur cachette ?? Montreal people, ain t it interesting ! Bon on est toujours mardi et un mercredi sa se prepare so tourelou.
mardi 31 janvier 2006
samedi 28 janvier 2006
who are you : P ??
who are you : P ??
hee ouin , bin le fun mais c qui " : P " qui a commenter mon entre precedente ?? SVP faite pas durer le suspence !
hee ouin , bin le fun mais c qui " : P " qui a commenter mon entre precedente ?? SVP faite pas durer le suspence !
jeudi 26 janvier 2006
"Editorial justification on previous entry"
ok , perhaps I went a little overboard with the germs and such in my last entry .... hehehe I was only kidding plus I had just completed a questionaire for a study (me got bonus points for participating :) that day involving some obsesive compulsive behavioral patterns including clealiness.... So there goes my inspiration for the digusting stuff , as to the motivation well "someone" lead me to it althought in the after mat it would seem I might have missunderstood some words ... germs and Germs (Germans) ... come on Lydia ! Those are damm close without the proper context. Tce, hein, comme, genre la ... lol. So to any who I might have offended, discusted or scared straight , hihihi, my apoligies I suppose.
Bebye
Bebye
mardi 24 janvier 2006
germ warfare ? Course I can !
Hummm Germ Warfare .... Well Lydia from one mad mind to another and after carefull consideration , YES I do believe this is within the reach of my twisted mind ! lol Just imagine ye people of the web , keybords dripping with gresse , food crums lodged as far as the eye can see among the keys , the keys themselves being eaten alive by filth and germs God only knows were you picked those up. The same you hammer all the more deeply every time you type .... Germs from the metro ramps, the bus seats , the doors on campus and pretty much everywhere you touch ... Do you know what the guy before you touched ? Was he a nose picker perhaps ? ? Just Look at your keyboard , you are in so deep already ..... hhhhhhhheeeeeeeeuuuuuuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrkkkkkkkk !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
dimanche 22 janvier 2006
Really, Nothing
Sunday night, it s 10:18 and I honestly have nothing to declare on this fine night. Oh well the "Sea Hacks" made it to super bowl 40 !! heee youpidou tidlidou ? lol Seriously who are those guys ?? What else well my Evanescence cd (Origin) is not bad , not bad at ! Of course there are a number of songs from the Fallen album but most are from an earlier draft so they tend to be a little messier and more experimental. Today at work my boss who is usually contempt in barking orders from the distance actually shooked my hand ... lol heee ...why did he come all the way across the hall , say hi and shake my hand and walked off ??? Did I win something ? Perhaps a raise ? that would be oh so sweeeettt ... Anywho nothing in comparison to last wednesday but let s face it been a slow week-end on the weird side. What else , well finally got the final draft for the peer office, number 4 is it ? I sort of lost track and my calender , God bless it s erasable properties, is I hope now fully up to date. And yeas I know have ink all over as I have been hovering between the pc , my calender , kitchen most of the eveaning. Parts of the joys and advantages of living in a one and half ! So I guess this is it for now, bebye !
mercredi 18 janvier 2006
Mini Essay ...
A mini essay on my version of Friday the 13. It can jump weeks !!
Can Friday the 13 be forwarded to a later date ?? Last Friday was the 13 , the Father of a friend got into a nasty accident while working under a car in the pit. But today for my part, second step outside my building this morning,Took a deep breath having just woken up minutes earlier. I open my umbrella since it s pooring down (in January mind you) and before I knew what was going on I was tumbelling down the stairs of my building !!! I know only 6 to 8 steps but my neck is still soar , bouhououou . My brand new umbrella I broke a piece from and it ended up flying to my right against the steps fence. My gloves 3 meters in the snow bank to the left, thus I got snow in my jeans in the process of retrival and my backpack was somehow covered in what I like to describe as cat litter... Suppose to be sand to prevent us from slippering, GOOD JOB ! lol . Finally as I made my way into class now totally awake I noticed my butt to be crunchy and drenched as I sat down . Cat litter and water all over my jean yet again only higher #$%@#%@#% !! Felt like I was 4 years old or something and just came back from playing in sand after a rain shower. Then after getting back to the security of my unslippery apartment carpet floors I had the postman ring a ding a ding. Good been expecting a package for over a week, I ask the gentlement for the package and he expresses his appologies by illustrating his confusion as to the proper ringer for the proper appartement. After pointing to him the right door (yaaa did t even have the right door ladies and gentlement) I go back inside to pack my afternoon load as I prepare to head downtown. I showed up the peer counselliing office to pick something up and assuming the women in the office with a peer was actually a friend of hers by the discourse that was being held I braged in , forgeting the protocal and privacy needs ... I was after all sort of correct since I then learned she applying for a possible spot for next year's peer. So wrong for barging in but thenI was also right as I wasonly trying to be socialble to a possible recruit. Lydia had it best in saying ; "everyone who walks in is a client" as it afterwards indeed proved to be the case, DOE ! Later while taking a sidewalk curve to speedly I began slipping against my will into the slush moving car area of the street. Of course by that time I had changed so a jack ass was nice enought to send an espacially juicy poddle of slush hight up in the air right into my defenseless posture of current helplesness. Then as I finnally got the hang of this type of pedestrian walking style I managed to secure an order from the local pizza place. Everything was going smoothly , the cook was even watching and commenting the movie that was playing in the big screen. That was good since I had never seen this picture nad had no idea why people were dying and speeding throught the city with helicopters and cops not to mention gangsters watching the persuit via the news networks that were covering the chase. Anywho after 20 min , give or take, I heard an apologie rise from the kitchen ... I naturally investiguated as clients have a view on the kitchen and since the cook was looking right at me with a sort of sorry yet amused smile ... My medium peperoni pizza was crisp black .......... He had quite forgoten about it being totally involved in the movie forgeting the man eating size stove that was cooking one meter right behind him. So 20 min later I got my ordered ration of food as originally ordered , no discounts aside from apoligies once more from the cook. Althought he did try to have me believe he had over cooked it once more, coming to my table and speaking apologies in an unconvincing tone. Finally I get back home and what do I see under my door ?? Remember the postman with the wrong door , the one I asked if he had something for me , like a cd ... ??? Well turns out the sender of the packages did not put down my appartement letter ....... Thus the package ended up at my neighbour s place but she was not there so they left her I notice of failed delivery and bill of 8:50 $ to pick it up in the next few days. She seeing the notice was actually adresed to me was kind enought to slip it under my door. So the postman I re-direct only a few hours before was actually looking for my place, only he did not have the sence to realise that the CD I was asking for might have been the one he was carrying in a translucide package I only remembered in the aftermatt in his left hand and that Adam written on the packages (did not say to whom it was adressed in our little talk ) was actually ME MYSELF and I who had answer the ring a ding !!!!!!!!!!!! I ll tell ya this Wednesday was a weird one in bad luck if nothing else.
Can Friday the 13 be forwarded to a later date ?? Last Friday was the 13 , the Father of a friend got into a nasty accident while working under a car in the pit. But today for my part, second step outside my building this morning,Took a deep breath having just woken up minutes earlier. I open my umbrella since it s pooring down (in January mind you) and before I knew what was going on I was tumbelling down the stairs of my building !!! I know only 6 to 8 steps but my neck is still soar , bouhououou . My brand new umbrella I broke a piece from and it ended up flying to my right against the steps fence. My gloves 3 meters in the snow bank to the left, thus I got snow in my jeans in the process of retrival and my backpack was somehow covered in what I like to describe as cat litter... Suppose to be sand to prevent us from slippering, GOOD JOB ! lol . Finally as I made my way into class now totally awake I noticed my butt to be crunchy and drenched as I sat down . Cat litter and water all over my jean yet again only higher #$%@#%@#% !! Felt like I was 4 years old or something and just came back from playing in sand after a rain shower. Then after getting back to the security of my unslippery apartment carpet floors I had the postman ring a ding a ding. Good been expecting a package for over a week, I ask the gentlement for the package and he expresses his appologies by illustrating his confusion as to the proper ringer for the proper appartement. After pointing to him the right door (yaaa did t even have the right door ladies and gentlement) I go back inside to pack my afternoon load as I prepare to head downtown. I showed up the peer counselliing office to pick something up and assuming the women in the office with a peer was actually a friend of hers by the discourse that was being held I braged in , forgeting the protocal and privacy needs ... I was after all sort of correct since I then learned she applying for a possible spot for next year's peer. So wrong for barging in but thenI was also right as I wasonly trying to be socialble to a possible recruit. Lydia had it best in saying ; "everyone who walks in is a client" as it afterwards indeed proved to be the case, DOE ! Later while taking a sidewalk curve to speedly I began slipping against my will into the slush moving car area of the street. Of course by that time I had changed so a jack ass was nice enought to send an espacially juicy poddle of slush hight up in the air right into my defenseless posture of current helplesness. Then as I finnally got the hang of this type of pedestrian walking style I managed to secure an order from the local pizza place. Everything was going smoothly , the cook was even watching and commenting the movie that was playing in the big screen. That was good since I had never seen this picture nad had no idea why people were dying and speeding throught the city with helicopters and cops not to mention gangsters watching the persuit via the news networks that were covering the chase. Anywho after 20 min , give or take, I heard an apologie rise from the kitchen ... I naturally investiguated as clients have a view on the kitchen and since the cook was looking right at me with a sort of sorry yet amused smile ... My medium peperoni pizza was crisp black .......... He had quite forgoten about it being totally involved in the movie forgeting the man eating size stove that was cooking one meter right behind him. So 20 min later I got my ordered ration of food as originally ordered , no discounts aside from apoligies once more from the cook. Althought he did try to have me believe he had over cooked it once more, coming to my table and speaking apologies in an unconvincing tone. Finally I get back home and what do I see under my door ?? Remember the postman with the wrong door , the one I asked if he had something for me , like a cd ... ??? Well turns out the sender of the packages did not put down my appartement letter ....... Thus the package ended up at my neighbour s place but she was not there so they left her I notice of failed delivery and bill of 8:50 $ to pick it up in the next few days. She seeing the notice was actually adresed to me was kind enought to slip it under my door. So the postman I re-direct only a few hours before was actually looking for my place, only he did not have the sence to realise that the CD I was asking for might have been the one he was carrying in a translucide package I only remembered in the aftermatt in his left hand and that Adam written on the packages (did not say to whom it was adressed in our little talk ) was actually ME MYSELF and I who had answer the ring a ding !!!!!!!!!!!! I ll tell ya this Wednesday was a weird one in bad luck if nothing else.
lundi 16 janvier 2006
Finito !!
No more gov loans !!! hahahaha I just gave those financial vampires their final due eariler today. Yes I am nearly broke but I can finally say I owe nada to those guys anymore. Congrats to me ! or as mister Burns would say; "Excelent, Excelent"
Riders On The Storm; me simply bitching about crums
what ? Can t I listen to the Once in a while ! My field of study is human behavior and interactions , but how easy it is to get caught up within one's own emotions and pre conconceptions of what should or ought to be. Not to mention pride and arrogance, got to love those two , espacially in matters that hit close to home. Earlier I got angry after being insulted for crums , insignificant variance in the great web of life. Lost my patience and covered in up with an extravagant plot feed by past resentment enticing various friends and familly members into a nice little mess. And you know what, looking back I can see this was hardly avoidable, lol. Not that I am proud of it, nor is this in any way a confession. Consider the current as my pen steeming across the page in a failled effort to live up to my own ooohh soo hight standards, slowly yet surelly making way beyond the confortable shores. Why in English then ? Well if anyone and everyone can't get from top to bottom without a dictionary or by lack of effort all the better. Guess it's my little way of sticking it to some who should not be reading this, that is without some effort into the task at hand. So in my current plight I have made sure to begin a process of alianation of one while feeding my motivations to act in such a manner via the previous insult and growing dislike for the unfolding of various events. All of wich are connected to each other in some retrospect and to which I have become a participents unknowliginly and in a most laisy manner even contributing in a manner I consider unfit from one friend to another. My confession then ? Well I suppose it would eventually come down to this... I am guilty of talking behind the back of a true friend, raising my dislike of some other comment via a groundless plot so as to bipass the true motivations of my current unrest and I feed all of this utilising my guilt for the first act. The original insult from a loud mouth friend who is the direct cause for energising this current chain reaction I hold myself blamless aside from being painfully aware of this flaw in her that I should by know by contiously aware in my dealings with. In other words the loud mouth one pushed me and I responded accordingly , only problem is my response was not perceive as such since I attached my resentment to a another issue so as to diffuse the immediat criss. Avoidance ? Yup , Should I openly confess ? Not gonna cause let s face it, not everyone can claim to study and perceive human behavior objectively and then after remain as always to one another. May they be friends or not it is not something you can claim to have without proper training. I may suck at various things, but one thing I do understand is how not to ignite trouble beyond repair or range of "to be taken responsabiltiy for". Something I would of believed one in the field of helping others would
of known by now.
The lessons ?
D'ont go around bitching about your friends abilities and putting you're day "sugar pie" in front of them treating them like less than their just worth just because you can. You might feel like falling without a net to be more painfull than expected if the situation shoud arise ...
As for my part , I will endavour to punch square and fair at the issue at hand from now on.
Adam
P.S , No it's not from anyone around here so you over thinkers (and you know who you are I think; "Garfield looking gall", "Greeks" and "college & co" ... lol ) take a break, it ain t about any of you !
Riders On The Storm; me simply bitching about crums
what ? Can t I listen to the Once in a while ! My field of study is human behavior and interactions , but how easy it is to get caught up within one's own emotions and pre conconceptions of what should or ought to be. Not to mention pride and arrogance, got to love those two , espacially in matters that hit close to home. Earlier I got angry after being insulted for crums , insignificant variance in the great web of life. Lost my patience and covered in up with an extravagant plot feed by past resentment enticing various friends and familly members into a nice little mess. And you know what, looking back I can see this was hardly avoidable, lol. Not that I am proud of it, nor is this in any way a confession. Consider the current as my pen steeming across the page in a failled effort to live up to my own ooohh soo hight standards, slowly yet surelly making way beyond the confortable shores. Why in English then ? Well if anyone and everyone can't get from top to bottom without a dictionary or by lack of effort all the better. Guess it's my little way of sticking it to some who should not be reading this, that is without some effort into the task at hand. So in my current plight I have made sure to begin a process of alianation of one while feeding my motivations to act in such a manner via the previous insult and growing dislike for the unfolding of various events. All of wich are connected to each other in some retrospect and to which I have become a participents unknowliginly and in a most laisy manner even contributing in a manner I consider unfit from one friend to another. My confession then ? Well I suppose it would eventually come down to this... I am guilty of talking behind the back of a true friend, raising my dislike of some other comment via a groundless plot so as to bipass the true motivations of my current unrest and I feed all of this utilising my guilt for the first act. The original insult from a loud mouth friend who is the direct cause for energising this current chain reaction I hold myself blamless aside from being painfully aware of this flaw in her that I should by know by contiously aware in my dealings with. In other words the loud mouth one pushed me and I responded accordingly , only problem is my response was not perceive as such since I attached my resentment to a another issue so as to diffuse the immediat criss. Avoidance ? Yup , Should I openly confess ? Not gonna cause let s face it, not everyone can claim to study and perceive human behavior objectively and then after remain as always to one another. May they be friends or not it is not something you can claim to have without proper training. I may suck at various things, but one thing I do understand is how not to ignite trouble beyond repair or range of "to be taken responsabiltiy for". Something I would of believed one in the field of helping others would
of known by now.
The lessons ?
D'ont go around bitching about your friends abilities and putting you're day "sugar pie" in front of them treating them like less than their just worth just because you can. You might feel like falling without a net to be more painfull than expected if the situation shoud arise ...
As for my part , I will endavour to punch square and fair at the issue at hand from now on.
Adam
P.S , No it's not from anyone around here so you over thinkers (and you know who you are I think; "Garfield looking gall", "Greeks" and "college & co" ... lol ) take a break, it ain t about any of you !
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