I DON’T WANT TO BE // A PROLOGUE TO HISTORY


Back to school
31 August 2008, 433 PM
Filed under: Attempts, Uni | Tags: , , , , ,

(Outisde Kingston)
Tall grasses (or whatever, you know, city girl) performing adoration
Weeds at the side of the pavement buzz but can’t really see anything

It looked romantic for a little while but now the train’s been stopped for too long and I’ve lost interest; ugh VIA delays.

*****

It’s funny; my train left half an hour left and I was ready to think “ugh delays,” again, but actually my train arrived on time. Before I saw the grasses bowing, the first thing I thought of was The Happening… terrible movie. Less than an hour after arriving in Montreal, I met up with the roomies and practically-roomies and we headed up to the A-boys for a BBQ, followed by a few hours at Else’s*. It was good. The past couple summers, I adjusted very easily to my surroundings and more slowly to the company, but this year it was vice versa. I need to change my sheets and finish cleaning my room. But instead, I waxed my legs. Burgers at La Paryse** tonight, followed by chocolate***.

* Else’s – 156 est, Roy
**La Paryse – 302 est, Ontario
***Juliette et Chocolate – 1615 St-Denis OR 377 rue Laurier



Fall Collection
13 August 2008, 1038 PM
Filed under: Consumerism, Fangirl | Tags: ,

Dresses I like but can’t afford: (more…)



他们喜欢看我这样做: Cutest ad this time around

I didn’t know Bombardier did planes, but I did know they were busy getting contracts in China. On top of supplying cars for the Beijing, Shanghai, and Guangzhou metros, Bombardier also supplied the cars for the Qingzang railway, a.k.a. the Lhasa Express (which is iffy-sketch). Leaving for later the list of reasons why the PRC is sketch, I think it’s cool that a Canadian company is getting these contracts abroad (although it’s a little lame that municipal and regional governments in Canada can’t make proportionate investments in their own public transportation and rail infrastructure). This guy in my grad class last year, Sebastien, and I were talking about Canada-in-China, and he said that there was strong Quebec involvement in developing Chinese infrastructure – less so in the rest of Canada because other provinces focus more on secondary and tertiary industries (not that Toronto isn’t getting its foot in the door at all). I also think it’s good that the company has remained close to where it was founded. I realise that supply and demand and profits and sales and economic changes move businesses around, but bugs me that the Hudson’s Bay Company is now American operation.

On another note, I’m enjoying the gymnastics competitions. I was so happy for the Chinese men’s team when they won the gold but for the women’s team competition I was rooting for the American girls. While the Chinese women were probably more technically perfect (young?), I thought the American team was more into it – especially for the floor routines. Nastia Liukin was amazing and now I find myself looking up Очи чёрные (Dark Eyes) and video. I felt horrible for Alicia Sacramone when she fell though.

I apologize for the lack proper sentences in this post.

I’m still waiting for my own country to medal.



Can I show you my teeth?

I just jotted down the things I could remember when I woke up and it’s half a day later now, so…

I dreamt this morning just before my 6am alarm* that my favourite director, Alfonso Cuarón, was my dentist**. Dobrina Liubomirova, Nurse Sylvia in Sólo con tu pareja (or Love in the Time of Hysteria) was the dental hygenist. The otherwise ordinary dentist visit became a consultation for a cosmetic procedure to get rid of some skin discolouration I have on my abdomen and legs from some awkward burns. Eventually, we got to my teeth but apparently the chair in the other room was better suited for me, so we moved. But that room transformed into an incredibly luscious home library. Against one wall was a restaurant booth where the three of us, another friend of mine, a girl, Japanese tourists, and some more (comedic ensemble style, like in the car scene of Sólo con tu pareja) were squashed in together. My dentist, the film maker got up to go consult some books. I was having fun mostly, but at some point I got annoyed/bored and got up myself to wander and explore this incredibly luscious library. In the other room, I bump into teenage versions of Jonás Cuarón and Eireann Harper. I say something along the lines of ooer and we chat, and then I wake up. (more…)