Filed under: Attempts
I could really use some romance in my life.
Filed under: Elsewhere
Had a hella weird dream that mostly took place in the Tim Hortons at University and Sherbrooke just outside McGill. I’m not sure where we started but it was like a reception in a school gym or auditorium where people were mostly milling around and circulating with the small talk and such. We had to walk along Rue Sherbrooke to get there. Rizvan, this Azeri boy I had a crush on for the first week of the semester, and Anirudh from junior high (we weren’t particularly chatty and he isn’t a classmate I’ve kept in touch with) were the main stars. (more…)
Filed under: Travels
Or old news if you’ve been paying attention =P
I have four less teeth than I used to and Kat arrives tonight and on Wednesday I head to China. Yup. May I direct your attention this way for a little while.
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Must say, from the dinner experience ten minutes ago, my father is really the biggest hypcrite I know. I mostly sat this one out, as I really wasn’t in the mood to particiapte, but it was awful just to listen/watch. That’s all I can say though, as it concerns fam stuff. It’d also be a massive headache of hypocrisy to rewrite the entire blame spree. I hate it when people can’t take responsibility for their own actions, and moreso when they think, “I wasn’t listening/paying attention,” absolves them of responsibility for their own affairs. I wonder whether these are the defensive reactions of a person insecure about his own inaction or if he really believes it’s everyone else’s fault but his.
this morning i dreamed that i had the opportunity to go to this concert with artists i really like. it was the artists that comprised broken social scene, but they didn’t perform together, and the stage set-ups were really awkward. the first half was an outdoor festival concert, but the audience was unusually small. i was also awkwardly close to the front (like when you can only see a small part of the stage). after the first set, a platform on the side of the stage on which some fans were sitting collapsed, and i had to take care of a drunk friend who hit his head until better trained people showed up. later in the intermission everyone went to the bathroom, which was like a high school gym’s change room. fittingly, the second half took place in a school gym, where they were also screening a film on half the wall of a gym, and i kept getting in trouble for blocking the projection.
I didn’t to much else today. I still have to clean up the apartment before my mom’s return tomorrow night. I had French class tonight, which was swell. I’m sorry I won’t be around for enough of the next month to take the next course with the same class, because they’re much friendlier than any other classmates I’ve shared a French class with since high school as simultaneously productive people to learn French with.
