journal

february 2, 2002
.1:00 PM
p.s. chew with your mouth open. cuz it's fucking disgusting seeing pancake pieces in your mouth.


.12:18 AM
when girls play badminton i've noticed something common. they laugh or giggle after every point regardless if they win the point or not. even more humorous to them is when they hit a bird and it doesn't clear the net. very often i've seen them cover their mouths and giggle to each other. when guys hit a bird that doesn't clear the net, we tend to get angry about it and look around cautiously hoping that nobody saw us do that.

i think girls have more fun at badminton than guys. just my theory. either that or they're more easily amused than us. but that's what makes them cute i guess.


january 31, 2002
.9:31 PM
the dana porter library smells like old people.


january 30, 2002
.2:51 PM
so yesterday i went to the communitech recruiting session with the hopes of maybe scoring a job with some local hi-tech company. i'm not too fond of the idea of working in waterloo, but i suppose that right now i just wanna keep my options open. so anyway, i'm bouncing from employer to employer making the usual small talk bullshit and i learn that nobody is really hiring or actively recruiting people within the next few weeks.

Man i wish i didn't have to look for a job and just live life without any worries. It's such a naive way of thinking but life would be soo much simpler.


january 28, 2002
.11:01 PM
Ok. So every freakin person has to have a journal now. I feel so unoriginal. I feel like a trend. I hate it!!


january 27, 2002
.11:05 PM
my room was starting to smell kinda funny after 3 weeks. don't get me wrong. it's not me. at least i hope it's not. anyway, when i moved in here there was this sick kinda musty smell. now it's gone. but replacing it is kind of a strange smell. i bought one of those glade duet things. now my room smells like citrus.
i'm not sure whether it's a good thing or not. we'll find out in a couple of weeks.


.10:41 PM
ok. almost an entire month has passed and i haven't written a single journal entry. i've become somewhat anti-social lately. wrapped up in thoughts + fears. mostly irrational ones at best. I have a relatively easy final term. all this free time seems foreign to me. i'm writing in broken sentences. i've been oversleeping. i'm feeling lazy. ah


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