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15.8.08

Needed: grace under pressure.

4:52 PM // this is my reality \\

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12.8.08

So the plan at 11, after I finished going over Tax a time, was to do my laundry, then go write my formula sheet for Stats. I threw my laundry into the machine, turned on CBC to catch some Olympics while I was waiting, and heard Kyle Shewfelt commentating on the Men's Team Final. So yeah. I pretty much parked my butt on the couch and watched the last three rotations, dashing to the laundry room to switch to the dryer, and left my clothes in an extra 10 minutes so I could watch it all to the end. So much for that formula sheet. Maybe tomorrow morning.

1:16 AM // this is my reality \\

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10.8.08

Well now that's embarrassing. I just noticed that I had spelled "inclined" wrong in this layout. I'm sure Anna Nalick was just so "inclinded" to be taken indeed. Fixed now.

3:44 PM // this is my reality \\

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9.8.08

I think the fact that this news piece broke my heart, and made me too upset to study all morning, is a sign that I'm emoting too much. I take the wins and losses, triumphs and disasters, of the Olympics far too personally, and I always have. I aught to get a grip on myself.

On another note, it is one badass storm raging right now in Waterloo.

5:09 PM // this is my reality \\

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8.8.08

Two more exams left, thank god. Now if only I could get the motivation to start Tax studying *sigh*

3:24 PM // this is my reality \\

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6.8.08


My Personality
Neuroticism
54
Extraversion
33
Openness to Experience
32
Agreeableness
50
Conscientiousness
82
You very rarely feel depressed and are usually in a good frame of mind, however you experience panic, confusion, and helplessness when under pressure or stress. You get overwhelmed by too much noise and commotion and do not like thrill-seeking activities. You prefer dealing with either people or things rather than ideas. You regard intellectual exercises as a waste of your time. You do not enjoy confrontation, but you will stand up for yourself or push your point if you feel it is important, however you do not particularly like helping other people. Requests for help feel like an imposition on your time. You are well-organized and like to live according to routines and schedules. Often you will keep lists and make plans.

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Hmm. I'm not sure how I feel about the bit about regarding intellectual exercises as a waste of time, and I should hope I don't treat requests for help as an imposition. The panic, confusion and helplessness under stress/pressure is pretty spot on though, as well as the plan making.

12:45 PM // this is my reality \\

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5.8.08

One down, four more to go. Why is there so much stuff that needs to be done?!

1:06 PM // this is my reality \\

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4.8.08

This infestation of little red flying bugs is really starting to drive me crazy. Thank goodness I move out in two weeks.

2:40 PM // this is my reality \\

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3.8.08

Well that was a rough start to my morning. I had to deal with an infestation of little red bugs taking out the garbage in the suite, and then I spilled cereal milk on my keyboard as I was carrying the bowl to my desk and had to spend 5 minutes with a bic pen cap and a piece of tissue, trying to clean milk out of the crevices, while my cereal got soggy.

8:26 AM // this is my reality \\

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2.8.08

20 seems so old. I don't feel like an adult yet!

10:30 PM // this is my reality \\

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22.7.08

10 years waiting for this moment of fate
when we say the words and sign our names
if they take it away again someday
this beautiful thing won't change


city hall . vienna teng

1:38 PM // this is my reality \\

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13.7.08

everything is f'ed up straight from the heart
tell me, what do you do when it all falls apart
gotta pick myself up, where do I start
'cause I can't turn to you when it all falls apart


when it all falls apart . the veronicas

4:33 PM // this is my reality \\

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9.7.08

For the LOVE OF. What the flying fuck just happened? I tried to get a good night's sleep. I did. I went to sleep at 11, planning to get up at 8, what with my midterm at 10.

At some ungodly hour in the morning, I woke up, because my fan was too fucking loud - it is at some minuscule broken tilt so that the blades constantly hit the side of the casing. I had to turn it off - when it feels like 30 degrees out. After that, I couldn't get back to sleep. I tossed and turned and at some point achieved some decent amount of snooze - until at 5 in the morning, some fucking assholes decide that yeah, they need to be out at 5 in the morning, laughing their heads off, outside my open window. FUCK.

And then to top it the fuck off, I keep hearing this odd tap/flapping as I'm lying in bed. I, in my sleep-addled mind, think maybe it's the wood in my furniture expanding and contracting. Yeah, right. I finally put on my glasses, and there's this giant fucking grey/brown moth flapping around my room - hitting the walls with its wings. WHAT. THE. FUCK. Being the poor pathetic girl I am, I kill it with a shoe while uttering a couple high pitched girly shrieks. Especially that time when it falls on my window-sill and I think it's dead, but then it twitches and tries to move. Yeah, good, high pitched squeal there.

Now it is 6:35 in the morning, I'm far too fucking wired to get back to sleep, and I have a midterm to write in three and a half hours. Fuck.

6:30 AM // this is my reality \\

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4.7.08

You know what drives me crazy about being in school? Well, one of several things, to be fair - but it's the stress: it makes me break out! Without fail, by halfway through the term, I've suffered too little sleep, too much to worry about, not enough liquids (because I have a real dehydration problem, which has only partially been solved by my going to the gym, because the only time I drink water is when I'm sick or when I go to the gym) and so I break out all over my face. And to make it worse, whenever I'm working I decide I need to pick at my face - I obviously have no self-control. I'm like a ...self-control... -lacking freak. Really, I feel as though I make a poor impression upon my classmates because I show up looking like shit to class everyday. I'm not normally so unattractive, I swear. ... maybe.

12:44 AM // this is my reality \\

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29.6.08

I just finished reading Havemercy by Jaida Jones & Danielle Bennett. My parents brought the book with me on their visit to Waterloo (my mother to be leaving the country in two weeks and I not going home in the time between!), it having been delivered two weeks ago and sitting all by its lonesome at home with no one to read it. I meant not to read it quite so soon, what with a half-dozen projects still to work on, and my normal readings to do on top of that.

Nevertheless, last night, I decided I'd just read for two hours before I slept (I ended up reading for three), and then this morning I came home from the gym, wanting to read just another chapter or two, and ended up finishing the entire book some three hours later. I'm rather enamored of it, most of all the characters, Rook especially.

That's not to say that I loved it unreservedly; it hasn't trumped my favourite books out of their place (and from here onward I will quite certainly be mentioning spoilery bits). I found it disconcertingly similar to Melusine by Sarah Monette, both in key plot devices and most certainly in writing style - I've always found first person harder to enjoy, all the more so when the reader is thrust into some event without any backstory. I did however, enjoy Havemercy more than Melusine, mostly having to do with the characters being more lovable and much less frustrating, and I suppose that the influence can't be so surprising, given as I read Melusine per the recommendation of Jaida Jones in the first place.

Another thing that bothered me was that as the story progressed, Hal's character became less self possessed, turning too much for my tastes, into something of a damsel in distress whose sole purpose was to pine over his beloved (which it assuredly was not, only once in a while it did feel that way). Which is why I suppose that Rook and Roy were my favourite, simply being of a stronger personality.

I did rather enjoy the plot twist revelation, despite it ringing similar to Melusine again - more simply because it meant more interaction with Rook, and seeing the subtle changes in his behaviour.

One thing I found was that the main portion of the plot moved a little too quickly for me, or perhaps simply with too little descriptive, or narrative from certain characters (such as more insight from Roy himself of the symptoms of the illness). Nevertheless, I wholeheartedly enjoyed the climax battle of the story, even though it broke my heart to see the girls go down, as little as we were introduced to them - especially Havemercy, whose snarky, foul-mouthed behaviour I immediately adored.

All in all, the ending of the book left me quite satisfied, and the book packed a most delicious sort of emotional punch - I think I would have had a better time getting into the story were there less of the narrative-switching, and I would certainly enjoy a story revolving solely around the Dragon Corps (if pressed to say, I would have argued that Roy and Hal were not entirely necessary for the story). But I am quite happy with the book and I'm looking much forward to the sequel - though perhaps I need a new bookcase first...

2:31 PM // this is my reality \\

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