So, while still wincing from the impact, I grabbed my nose with one hand and and grabbed my student with the other to make sure he got to the wall. I was so dizzy and my face and head just fucking HURT. Even now, my head is still throbbing, and when I lean down to tie my shoes or pick up something, it feels like it's going to implode.

In other Tina Health news, I am not eating well!

=*(

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22 March 2004

I would consider myself a pretty independent person because I (think) can take care of myself. However, I am not so great at eating well (I eat a lot but it isn't always healthy), so I've started a food journal.

YUMMYLICIOUS!

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21 March 2004

London was MAJORLY FUN!

We got to the hotel pretty late (11p-ish) and we'd barely checked into the hotel when a bunch of drunk hockey players started hitting on Ally, Janette, and I. One tried to grab my ass, so I swatted him.

After unpacking, we headed over to a kegger at Dan's. On Saturday, we visited Ally and Janette's friend Karman (whom I used to attend Chinese school with eons ago) at Huron , after visiting the main campus, of course.

Did you know that UWO has a Concurrent Law program? I DIDN'T! I think it would be SO UNBELIEVIBLY AWESOME if I had a BA and a LLB after 6 years.

In a nutshell, I really really like UWO. It's coming down to UWO or UW. I didn't expect this. Co-op (at UW) is awfully hard to refuse, though.

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Webbyness
» Of Giant Peaches and Amazing Technicolour Dreamcoats
[05:01 PM]

ernest lara says:
i haven't seen a play since that time they forced us to watch the school play in grade 8
ernest lara says:
i think it was james and the technicolor dream coat
m u s i c box s u p e r hero [ i n e ] :: we are intriguing. says:
joseph!
m u s i c box s u p e r hero [ i n e ] :: we are intriguing. says:
not james!
ernest lara says:
oh ok... haha i was thinking about james and the giant peach

It was so hilarous when I read it. Really.

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19 March 2004

Yesterday, Cathy and I went downtown to the U of T open house. We met up with her friend Mike from OCAD, and then we went to University College for their Campus Day festivities, where we ran into Robin and Melissa.

I was not impressed.

There were two rooms at UC that were dedicated to this little fair thing with booths and people and handouts and the like. One of them was all programs, the other one was about the colleges and student life, clubs, etc.

The nation's BEST undergraduate political science program was represented by a teeny weeny booth about the size of the computer desk I am typing at now. The professors were by NO MEANS helpful in telling me information I did not already know. When I was asking about courses and workload and just general information about the program, all they did was throw me a (n outdated) course calendar. When asked about potential employment or co-op options, they told me to go to career services at 214 College St.

Way to sell the nation's best PSCI program. I am not buying.

However, PSCI isn't the only reason I want to go to UT. Trinity is another one. I went to the Trinity booth (right at the veeeery front of the room with the colleges, heh!) and talked to the reps there. They were MUCH more helpful in telling me about the college and their admissions criteria and whatnot. As much as I would love getting in there, I honestly do not think I can pull the marks they want. Also, I am not very keen on eating dinner with everyone in my robe (the first thing I thought of was HOW MUCH IS THE ROBE GONNA COST?, the second thing was WHAT IF I HAVE A CLASS AT THAT TIME?).

There is yet another thing that I simply adore about UT: their 50 m pool! I know every university has a 50 m pool but I just LOOOOVE the UT one. Robin, Melly, and I just sat in the gallery (which is actually in the same room as the pool, so it feels all stuffy and chlorine-y and nice like that!) for the longest time. It was so... beautiful! LOL.

Then we went for lunch and I met up with Adam and we went to Honest Ed's, where they proceded to rip me off but I didn't know it until I got home and looked at my receipt. My total with tax should have been $4.something, but I didn't check it over at the counter and they ended up charging me for $7.something. I am going to write to Mr. Mirvish about this. Its not that I want my money back (it wouldn't hurt, but there's more!), its because I decided to buy things there because they were significantly cheaper than other places, and because of this cashier error, I have been charged the regular price of those goods (i.e. if I bought it at another store), so what was the point of going to HONEST Ed's if the cashier was dishonest (either by intention or by error)? The entire POINT of shopping at the store was missed.

After that, Adam went back to UT to get some library books and so Cathy, Mike and I continued to Long and McQuade. They have the trumpet gig bag I want but its not in stock yet and it costs $110, so I didn't buy it (yet).

After that, Cathy went to get her haircut so I went back to UT to meet up with Chris. We grabbed some Second Cup and just hung out downtown the rest of the day.

I came home and diliberated carefully (again). I still like UW better because of co-op, and because tuition and rez will be $2000/year cheaper than at UT ($3000 cheaper for first year if I get an entrance scholarship). UT is a lot less generous about admissions scholarships (something like a 96+ average; fat chance for me!), and UW will give me $1000 if I keep my current 88 average, or $500 if I keep an average between 83 and 87.9). Co-op will not only give me good experience (I talked to Arts and Business Co-op students there and they said they had worked in both government and private sectors), but it will pretty much pay for my entire post-secondary education, which RULES because then I can pursue whatever graduate education I want, essentially debt-free. And the people are STILL nicer (although there were lots of nice people at UT; I was very unimpressed by the psci profs. The profs at the English and Sexual Diversity program booths were very, very nice!).

This is not to say that I have decided on UW. I still have yet to send in my rez form and $500 deposit, but I've decided on Mack King b/c I want a suit and UW Place is too far away from my buildings. Ally, Janette, and I will be heading to London tonight, and we will be visiting UWO on Saturday.

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17 March 2004

I went to the Campus Day schpiel at UW today. As of yet, I am very swayed to go there (now, Alex, before you declare "UW SUCKS", hear me out!) because:

I feel quite conflicted now, so I have decided to plan as many more of these March Break Campus days as possible for schools that I have applied to.

I saw Mystic River with Dylan (who's visiting for March Break!) and Cathikins tonight. Cathy figured out whodunit about half an hour into the movie and she was right, but I still liked it. We were actually going to see Monster but we got there late so we saw Mystic River instead.

ALLY: I HAVE SOMETHING VERY DIRELY IMPORTANT TO DISCUSS WITH YOU REGARDING RAINBOW BOY! (I was going to call tonight but then I went to the movies. I suppose it is not DIRELY important but you will want to hear this, I'm pretty darn sure!)

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15 March 2004

After blogging for four years, I think I've earned the priveledge to write an entry with such an ambitious, and perhaps even pretentious, title.

Alex and I had a very interesting discussion about this once. We decided that being bloggers, we find checking visit statistics is just about the biggest ego-booster around. (Checking statistics is a "subfield" of blogging, I suppose, when you go through your details and you look up IPs on ARIN and you notice patterns of visitors and their ISPs and what times they read your page and how often and BLAH BLAH BLAH and you LOVE doing it!) Another big ego fuel is comments, but I'm sure the idea behind that is quite self-explanitory. We noted the correlation between the more one blogs, the more hits and comments that blog would receive. This notion of "more" encompasses frequency, (interesting) content, and of course, wit and charm, both sarcastic and endearing.

This led us to the question: do bloggers blog for themselves or do they blog because of the response they receive (i.e. attention)?

For me, it started off many moons ago (when I was still in elementary school and my waist size was 24") on my dinky little silverglitter.net as blogging for myself. I wrote as if no one read. To an extent, I even tried to hide it from (offline) friends. I didn't care that I got very few hits (about 4 each day, probably including my own). But after SG expired, I took a break and then started Stellar here at Incensed and since then, I feel my purpose has changed from simply chronicling my days to exploring exhibitionism (not that I didn't do that at SG, but I think I unconsiously focused on it more here), and so consequently, my tone has also changed. Simply put, I think I started and still maintain Stellar with the "Internet Rockstar" mindset, sometimes unconsiously, but a lot of the time, consciously.

Being an Internet Rockstar has its perks. That was a gross overstatement, since I am not what I would consider an Internet Rockstar (yet). But as you can see, it's getting to me!

DAMMIT TINA, PULL THIS TANGENT TOGETHER ALREADY!

Most bloggers (i.e. not just those who use blogger but anyone who keeps and online journal on the internet for the purpose of other people to read it) are self-centered, exhibitionistic bastards. (I would like to reiterate the use of the adjective MOST to describe the demographic group we call bloggers because I actually know one person who keeps a blog for herself but doesn't publish any of the entries. She would, therefore, not be classified as an exhibitionist.) Those who revel and bask in the warming glow of sitemeter (or whatever other counters) statistics are even more so.

You're a blogger? And you're offended? Don't take it like its a bad thing. I woudl consider myself as one of the latter (one who revels and basks in the warming glow of site statistics!).

So, in lieu of this entry, HIT ME BABY ONE MORE TIME!

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Wrath of a Woman
» I AM ABOUT TO THROW A FIT.
[11:47 AM]

MY COMPY IS DEAD AGAIN. IT WON'T EVEN TURN ON. I AM GOING TO TAKE IT BACK TO CANADA COMPUTERS.

>=X

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13 March 2004

I finally got my computer back yesterday but it is still being wonky. Wonky, you ask? Wonky as in it just decides to turn off out of the blue for no reason and not turn on until the next day. I can't even take it back to the store to say that it doesn't work because they'll plug it in and test it and it will be fine, like it is now. WHAT A PUNK. >=6

Went to the campus day thing at York today. I went to do research for my WP essay while Vanessa, Kristen, and Raha went to the tours and seminars and whatnot. I'd intended to spend the entire day in the Scott and Osgoode libraries doing research and homework, etc., with the exception of the orientation bit (they had a "Future Class of 2008" photo shoot! I'll post a scan of it later b/c mine turned out blurry.) and then meeting up for lunch. When we did meet up, to my utter surprise, we found out that Not By Choice was going to play a free(!!!) show, so we went to that too. It (obviously) wasn't the greatest show ever, but it was fun. We ended up running into some people from Politics class and Sr. Jazz, and these ugly Gino boys were hooting at us when we got up to go to the stage. After the show, I went back to Osgoode and got some research done (should be enough for the thesis, but as usual, I WANT MORE! ;D) but I think I might go back tomorrow. I feel kinda bad because here I am, going to free concerts and using their resources and I didn't even apply to York. However, buying a copycard and spending about $5 (and probably more tomorrow... GRR!) on photocopying makes me feel a little less bad.

I am constantly tired. I went for a blood test earlier this week and they took 4 whole vials. I thought it was ironic because it is a lot more than what most people take out for a blood test and I can't give blood because I am underweight. I don't really care about the results; I just want to stop feeling so drained all the fucking time. On Thursday, I came home after period 2 (skipping French) to take a nap (I have period 4 lunch) so I could muster enough energy for a conference thingy in Politics (period 5). There have been days when I come home and I sleep for 3:30 to 8 or 9 (dinner) and then do maybe 20 minutes of homework and go back to bed because I'm falling alseep in the books (literally) AND wake up at 7:30ish the next morning feeling even MORE tired. I HATE THIS SO MUCH. >=((((

My feet still hurt from walking around so much today.

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7 March 2004

[I think] I need you to save me too.

I had a nervous breakdown on Friday and signed out. I spent the rest of the afternoon crying on the phone and napping. I was exhausted, but I still couldn't sleep very well on Friday night.

After we picked my Mom up from the airport on Saturday, she was telling my dad and I about the trip and the funeral and stuff. I was so appalled that I had to force myself to not throw up and cry. I failed at the latter.

Chinese funerals sound slightly terrifying, but I wouldn't know because I've never actually been to any funeral, Chinese or otherwise.

I didn't sleep very well last night either. I fell asleep very early and I got a good solid eight hours or so (for a change) but I did not wake up feeling rested.

It's about 10:15p right now but it feels like 1a. I'm still doing Politics homework. Ironically, it is supposed to be groupwork. =*(

And my computer is STILL in the fucking warehouse. I'm getting very pissed off at Canada Computer. It's been exactly one month today.

Tomorrow night is Junkfood and Jazz (Caf, Markville Secondary School, 7:30p, $5 at the door). All I can think of is how tired I feel right now and how tired I'm going to feel then.

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2 March 2004

I don't like French anymore, and I have absolutely NO motivation do work on it (with the exception of my $18 cahier and the $500 trip to Mount Garceau last year that I'd have to pay my mom back for). I can barely speak (it's all about Franglais!), I can't read (really... my vocab sucks), and I did pretty bad on a review quiz. =*( All that after 12 (yes, TWELVE) years of core French.

However, I did find out that my Politics test was actually the highest test mark. The next highest was 88%. Here's a big FUCK YOU to all the fuckfaces who kept flaunting their "knowledge" during the in-class review period.

When I feel shitty (e.g. lately) I console myself by going underwear shopping. I <3 LaSenza. Yesterday I felt so shitty after school I just went and spent another $40 on cute bras and thongs. Who says money can't buy happiness? HELL YA it can. Its not the ONLY thing that can, but it certainly can.

It's a long wait for an answer.
Is there any news?
Is there any word?
Was there trauma?
Or a struggle?
Am I missing?
Or was the body found?

Listening to Dashboard reminds me of you.

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1 March 2004

Yesterday I got a frantic message from Ally saying that the lead singer of Pilate is a Markville alumnus.

Tonight in my jazz rehearsal, I asked Mr. Taylor and he says that it's true. Todd Clark (class of 1994) was crazy in music and stuff, and yes, he is the lead singer of Pilate. HOW FUCKING COOL IS THAT?! Cathy and I were like "yay for local people!"

So yeah. YAY FOR MSS MUSIC AND BAND GEEKS AND COOL PEOPLE LIKE MR. TODD CLARK AND PILATE.

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