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Wednesday, February 26, 2003
All Work And No Play Makes Shirley Go SomethingSomething
Nothing to share comes to mind right now, so here's some bits n' bites:
- Mrs. Elliott's Calculus class: the room of mathematical death! Beaten once again by a piece of paper with some numbers on it.
- 2 Schnieder's Lunchmates down, 5 more to go.
- A visit to the orthodontist last night left my teeth feeling smooth and clean, but my gums swollen and bleeding. And I still can't stop myself from rubbing my tongue over them.
I am currently in the school library because I had a Give n' Go for my last class. School ended at 11am for me today. I am trying hard to ignore the ignorance of some youth and the disrespect they have for anything and everything that is going on around me. I wish I weren't so serious all the time, but I like following the rules and obeying my elders and generally being a nice person to most, if not all, people. When did kids start to find something wrong with that?
To do:
- Work on my internal tolerance levels.
- Become an actress for real and get famous.
11:49 am
Monday, February 24, 2003
No Frills, All Madness
10 cans of Campbell's Ready to Serve soup
9 Michelina's frozen entrees
7 Schnieder's Lunchmates
6 cans of Chef Boyardee beefaroni and mini-ravioli
6 tubes of Colgate Total
5 lbs of white potatoes
4 bottles of Sunlight dish detergent
3 whole chickens
3 Schnieder's shepherd pies
3 lbs of navel oranges
2 cartons of Neilson's choclate milk
....
That and much, much more made up our grocery bill on Sunday morning. The local No Frill's had a huge sale and several items were only $1. Of course, my mother had a field day. We're Chinese, how could we not?
3:43 pm
Saturday, February 22, 2003
Thank You Gary
Wednesday night I came home to some mail waiting for me. Amongst the small envelopes was a large white one with a logo in the corner that reminded me of a time almost three months ago. In November I had applied to the Ontario Junior Citizen of the Year Awards with high hopes and the help of my schoolmate Gary.
I picked the envelope up and noticed that it was thin. One, possibly two sheets of paper inside. The last time I got a thin envelope of any importance was from Wendy's regarding my scholarship application. One sheet was a letter saying "Thank you for your interest", and the other was a list of all the finalists (which did not include me). Thin is bad.
Nonetheless, I ripped open the envelope with reckless abandon and read the enclosed letter very slowly. (I read the Wendy's letter too quickly the first time and didn't understand what it was saying; I had to read it again only to find out that I didn't win anything.)
Dear Shirley,
I am pleased to inform you that you have been selected as one of ten individuals and one group of Ontario Junior Citizens of the Year for 2002.
Congratulations! You and your family will soon receive an invitation to the presentation ceremonies in Toronto on April 4th, 2003. I look forward with great pleasure to meeting you there.
I am so estaticly honoured that I can barely express it.
12:07 pm
Wednesday, February 19, 2003
Drama Queen, No Doubt
Yesterday started my newest Week O' Stress. It's show week, and that means rehearsals until 9pm for days on end until showtime. And showtime means that drama takes over your life for 48 hours. Well, no complaining here, because all this work simply means that I get to act...on stage!
You heard it here folks, Medea and The Actor's Nightmare is coming! Starring yours truly as Medea, of course. We'll be performing at the Sears' Drama Festival on Thursday the 20th at Father McGivney Catholic High School. I believe the show starts at 7pm, even though the posters around school say otherwise. Not only will you get to see MDHS' performance, two other schools with their productions will be there as well. The evening will come to an end around 10 pm, I suspect. Friday the 21st, we'll be putting on a special MDHS show, in the Pit at 7:30pm, and since the play is only about 45 mins, you'll be out of there with plenty of party time left. Tickets are $6 for Thursday and $5 for Friday...see me before Thursday afternoon if you want to come (and I strongly suggest that you do).
It's funny. Funny enough that you'll actually laugh, out loud. And you'll certainly have some sort of reaction when you see my costume; I swear, it's something out of Cher's closet.
12:28 pm
Sunday, February 16, 2003
It's Time For A Career Change
Every Sunday, I am a superhero. I go to work and save the world from dirt and those dreaded dust bunnies with the help of my trusty sidekicks, Lysol and Mini-Vac. I lie when I say that there is nothing more rewarding than cleaning an entire chiropractic clinic. How is it that I went from a receptionist to the clinic-bitch? I remember, I was too nice and forgot that I had a spine and handed over all my hours to the other receptionist simply because she asked. Well, I will stand for this no more! Superheroinism is not for me; some may find pleasure in sucking up dust bunnies with a vacuum, but I do believe that I will hand over my duties to the local Molly Maid.
I am excited to announce that I now have an interview Monday afternoon at The Old Curiosity Tea Company at the mall. Not only is their starting wage higher than I ever expected, I also get to wear a maid's costume, complete with a frilly apron and a bonnet! Yes, perhaps slightly degrading, but at $8 an hour, I'm willing to sell my dignity.
5:56 pm
Saturday, February 15, 2003
The Geekiest Valentine
I didn't think anything could top last year's Valentine's Day. I spent a considerable amount of hard-earned SoftMoc money at the local flower shop and bought 100 red carnations. Then, I carried them all on the bus to school and handed them out to random strangers; they called me Carnation Girl and I felt wonderful every time I saw them smile. I must admit, this idea wasn't mine. He did it a couple of years ago with some friends and I felt so good helping him then, that I hogged all the ooey-gooey feelings to myself last year.
Because we're geeks at heart, Greg and I headed down to The Royal Ontario Museum last night for their Urban Valentine Schmooze. Jazzy singers were featured and their jazzy music accompanied us as we walked through Islam; it was better than any fancy-schmancy romantic candlelit dinner. I found out that admission is free every Friday, and now I never have to worry about what I'm doing on a Friday night ever again.
Bonus: I am now the proud owner of the Harry Potter and The Chamber of Secrets Trivia Game! Scroll down and check out the board...it's a Quidditch pitch! I completely in love with this game and I might just love it more than the wonderful boyfriend who bought it for me.
10:29 pm
Monday, February 10, 2003
Moving To Moveable Type?
Most unlikely.
I just finished browsing the Moveable Type site and my eyes are still wide from shock. They've got computer-lingo coming out the ying-yang, none of which I understand, by the way. For example, I clicked over to the Requirements area to make sure I had everything I needed if I were to actually go through with this Moveable Type ordeal.
Core requirements:
* An account on a webserver that allows you to run custom CGI scripts.
* Perl, version 5.004_04 or greater, installed on this webserver.
* An FTP program to upload the necessary files to your webserver.
* Javascript and cookies enabled in your browser.
* Support for the DB_File Perl module OR MySQL & DBD::mysql
You want me to upload that where?
Hmm, I have GICS at Royal Bank...cookies are great, and Pearl was my nickname in elementary school...Is that close enough?
First: Understand website.
Then: Try to use whatever it is they're selling.
9:55 pm
Slowly But Surely
I am starting to tweak the template for my commenting system; baby blue has never been one of my favourite colours. It takes so much time to figure what codes are for what colours and then figuring out which codes to change in the existing template is even worse. Funnily enough, it's kind of soothing. Knowing that in the end, there will be rewards; the reward being a beautiful comment box...thingy. It's hard work, but I don't mind that. I usually don't, unless I'm feeling unbelievably lazy.
According to Mr.Pownall:
Low
Activity
Zero
Yield
My tongue is bleeding.
After I got my braces taken off, a wire was glued to the back of my lower front teeth to stabalize them. A week or two ago, some of the super-strong industrial glue came off and now the wire has begun to unravel, much to my tongue's displeasure. I attempted some at-home oral surgery, but it was a fruitless effort. The wire still irritates, it still scratches and it makes my tongue bleed.
My hands are green.
The jeans I'm wearing are fairly new and my palms are fairly sweaty (I know it's gross, but I can't help it, I was born with it!). And I fidget a lot, and of course, if you put all of the above three items together, you get clammy, green-ish-blue-ish hands.
I'm going to go home now and eat that Toblerone bar.
2:37 pm
Sunday, February 09, 2003
I Wish It Weren't Sunday Night
Okay so maybe this commenting system isn't the best, but we'll all have to live with it for the moment being; mainly because I don't have the time to find another good one. Any suggestions?
I need chocolate so badly right now, or any other kind of aphrodisiac. There's a third of a Toblerone bar downstairs in the cupboard, and I was this close to biting into it when I remembered that I had already brushed my teeth. And flossed them too. How annoying.
9:27 pm
Saturday, February 08, 2003
Change Is Good
In the words of the Genie in Disney's Aladdin, "Well, lookie here!"
I finally installed a commenting system! All by my-little-self, mind you, and all the more reason why I should be extra proud. I am becoming computer savvy after all! YACCS isn't accepting new users anymore (bah to them!), so I registered with Enetation. It said it was simple and easy to use...sounded like a nice stepping stone for me. I suppose it was simple enough, but my perfectionist tendencies made the task a bit more difficult and time consuming. Nevertheless, it's done! And now anyone and everyone can post comments instead of ICQ-ing them to me or cluttering up my Inbox with them! (I'm looking your way, PerpetualStroller.)
I remember thinking, when I first started this blog, that I wouldn't have any way for readers to contact me. I didn't want to know what others thought about me, especially about what I thought. This was just a place for me to think...publicly. But now, I realize that blogging is a social activity, you need other people and they need you. So, I do want to know what you think after all.
5:19 pm
O Summer, O Summer, Wherefore Art Thou Summer?
When I was little, I never had a favourite anything. No favourite colour, number, food, drink...you name it, I didn't have a favourite. But now that I'm older, I've realized that there's absolutely nothing wrong with having favourites. And thus, I proclaim my favourite season: SUMMER. O, how I miss thee! I used to like Spring because I'm a spring baby and things are pretty in the spring...flowers bloom and such. Autumn is romantic, and winter is...well, it's something alright. COLD.
I keep hearing fun, summery songs on the radio, then later seeing their very summery videos on TV. And they make me miserable! Outside seems ever so cold, grey and plain old dreary. Pedal to the Metal by Kazzer makes me long for blistering temperatures like never before. I hate big, thick sweaters and turtlenecks and long pants and layers and wool socks and boots and hats and dry skin. Oh, the simplicity of flip-flop sandals, short shorts and strappy tank tops. I long for my bikini, coconut sunscreen and a tanning session in my backyard.
Last summer was the best two months I've ever had the pleasure of living, and so it makes sense that all of a sudden I'm associating the season with pure fun. And being free-spirited, carefree, stressfree, worryfree, you-name-it-free...I was free. I was happy.
One deep breath later....
Okay, just 3 months or so to go...it's not that bad, it's not that bad...where's that darn silver lining?
3:38 pm
Friday, February 07, 2003
A Rare Day In The Life...
1:00 pm, local pharmacy
Me: Hi, I'd like to refill this perscription please.
Same Guy As Last Time: (Upon seeing my old-style health card) Ohhhh...you have one of these, you should hang onto this, you know, you should never lose it. You want to know why?
Me: Oh god, please no....
SGALT: Here's why. Number one....
And he proceeded to explain something about expiry dates, old people and travelling overseas. I just smiled and nodded. More pharmeceutical adventures to come, I'm sure.
I was lucky enough to not have any homework last night. I was unlucky enough to have nothing to do. I busied myself with my hair for a little bit and spent some time putting all 30 inches of it into braids. (I've only recently started to realize how long it really is...2 and a half feet...it's long. I tucked it into my pants once I think. I'm going to miss it so much when I cut it!) Still 3 or 4 hours to go before heading into bed. So I painted my nails. All of them. Twice.
More time to kill...I already had my shower, dinner was eaten, books were at school so I couldn't do my work even if I wanted to. I considered getting ahead on all my scholarship applications, but I decided against it to keep my evening stress free. In the end, I picked up a book that had been sitting on my bookshelf unread for some time, The Female Eunuch by Germaine Greer. It started out kind of bland but I knew good things lay ahead, or so all the reviews promised. Quite honestly, I stopped reading halfway through the Summary.
One phone conversation with Gregory later, and I was in bed. It was 9:30 pm.
12:38 pm
Thursday, February 06, 2003
To Do List For Friday
- Buy red fabric paint
- Buy a long distance calling card (Mike refused to call me again until I call him at least once)
- Check spring sale at Thrifty's
- Return fish food
3:17 pm
Wednesday, February 05, 2003
A Fishy Story
Saturday February 1
- I get a new fish. (My two younger cousins walk into Chinese New Year dinner with some new pets they managed to beg my aunt into buying them. Victor was nice enough to offer me one of the three feeder fish the store owner gave him for free. I accepted. Yay! A new plaything!)
- I vow to be a good mother to Fish.
Sunday February 2
- The darn thing isn't eating! I assume it's used to being fed flakes, but we only have pellets in the house because that's what our other big, bubbly-brained goldfish eat. So I smash up the pellets into a nice powder for Fish.
- The pellet powder isn't working.
- The pellet powder clouds up the water.
Monday February 3
- I keep feeding it the powder because I forgot to go to the pet store to buy flakes.
- Fish still isn't eating.
- The water gets cloudier.
- I'm sad.
Tuesday February 4
- I make Gilbert drive me to the mall to buy flakes.
- We get ripped off at Doogans, go to Wal Mart, buy it for cheaper and find Alex to refund the Doogans stuff for us.
- I get home and start to change Fish's water.
- In the process of moving Fish to a different container so I could dump out the old, gucky water, I drop him in the sink. (He was flipping all over the place and it was tickling my hand and I got scared! So I screamed and let go.)
- Fish isn't moving.
- I look into the sink, I scrunch up my face because I'm too scared to pick it out and leave.
- Hmmm...dead goldfish lying in my sink for a couple hours...I beg my mom to throw it out for me. She does, but not until after she yells at me for being a wimp and then proceeds to threaten to throw the dead Fish in my face. I scream, bury my face in a pillow, scream some more, and she threatens to stick it in my ear. I'm crying by now.
I can't even keep a feeder fish.
How am I ever going to have children?!
12:42 pm
Sunday, February 02, 2003
I Just Noticed
My archives are back baby!
Woohoo indeed.
My brother came in and saw me waiting for a page to load and laughed at me. You see how much I love it here? I am willing to go through all this silly internet-keyboard stuff just to say one little thing. Either that or I'm just procrastinating. (I have a scholarship application sitting on my desk).
I've always wondered, does the period go outside the bracket, or inside?
8:29 pm
Some Random Thoughts
Blogging has become almost painful. My router is broken and thus there is no internet on my computer, so here I am using my brother's, but the connection has gone totally wonky on me and I have to wait forever for pages to load. Not to mention the fact that the spacebar on this keyboard sticks and I have to go back thorugh my sentences and insert spaces.
Not that I'm complaining.
You know what I wish? I wish the new curriculum would teach kids how to shut up. That sounds so mean...what I really mean is this:
I'm writing my second last exam last Thursday (yes, another exam story), and the kids are being annoyingly loud in the hall. Of course, they have Summatives to do, which means that they really have nothing to do but to stand at their lockers and be disrespectful. So anyway, I'm writing and writing and basically kicking this exam's a**, when I catch a bit of a conversation.
Some boys are discussing a World Issues exam or something like it....
Boy 1: So, what's the big problem with China?
Boy 2: I don't know...they smell?
Me: WHAT?!
Then they laughed and I'm sure hilarity ensued.
So in addition to teaching kids how to shut up, the new curriculum should also teach kids to be smarter so they don't end up like that.
8:05 pm
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