i am typically civil with telemarketers, when i happen to pick up their calls. i let them give most if not all of their spiel, whether it's about new windows and doors, lawncare, or long distance options, after which i politely decline and hang up. right now i'm feeling less than adequate [sore throat, aches, and all stuffed up] and i was rather rude to the telemarketer i just hung up on.
me: heddooohhhh? [i said i was stuffed up]
telemarketer: ...[pause] hi, is this, the uh, residence of shabir jaffer?
me: no.
telemarketer: is there anyone with the last name jaffer who lives th--
me: no.
telemarketer: okay, then. thanks for your--
me: *click*
like i said, i don't typically do that. but i'm not feeling up to anything, really at the moment, including studying or hearing randomness come out of my dad's mouth, including, "is your sister home? her jacket's here, are you sure she isn't home?", among other such nonsensical phrases, which are then followed by outrageous belches that sound like a female walrus in heat.
yes dad, she's not home. many of us have more than one jacket.
but i digress; back to the matter at hand. so.
dear telemarketer, if you ever happen to read this, please accept my most sincere apologies. you're doing a fantastic job, and it's people like me that make you hate what you do even more. having been a part of the service industry for quite a while, i know how that feels. so, i'm sorry.
if you never read this, i'm still truly sorry, and i hope that message reaches you telepathically...somehow. i truly hope you have a WONDERFUL evening, and i wish you all the best. =)
4.09.2007
3.21.2007
be with those who help your being.
found this perfect little poem by none other than Rumi, the mystical Sufi poet, and thought it tied in nicely with my previous post.
enjoy.
Be with those who help your being.
Don't sit with indifferent people, whose breath
comes cold out of their mouths.
Not these visible forms, your work is deeper.
A chunk of dirt thrown in the air breaks to pieces.
If you don't try to fly,
and so break yourself apart,
you will be broken open by death,
when it's too late for all you could become.
Leaves get yellow. The tree puts out fresh roots
and makes them green.
Why are you so content with a love that turns you yellow?
-Rumi
enjoy.
Be with those who help your being.
Don't sit with indifferent people, whose breath
comes cold out of their mouths.
Not these visible forms, your work is deeper.
A chunk of dirt thrown in the air breaks to pieces.
If you don't try to fly,
and so break yourself apart,
you will be broken open by death,
when it's too late for all you could become.
Leaves get yellow. The tree puts out fresh roots
and makes them green.
Why are you so content with a love that turns you yellow?
-Rumi
3.06.2007
changes.
i think i'm growing up.
although i realize i am light years ahead of many of the people i know in terms of maturity [yes, it's true], i know i still have all there is to learn about the world and the way it works. and i think i just figured out something monumental. this is very general, and it might help to think of the following, let's say, quasi-philosophy in terms of yourself, and your life, if you want. or don't, whatever.
i need to rid myself of the people who don't bring anything positive to myself and my well-being. not just negative people, but people who just don't make me happy. i feel like i've been too affected by others in my life, that far too much of my experience thus far has been a reaction. i've had enough of people bringing me down, making me feel unworthy and just not good enough. those people who put me in negative moods such as this, and make me ponder what's inside the minds of the "friends" i hold so close. my new question to myself, is basically, if you make me feel like shit, why do i keep you around?
good question. and i don't have a good answer. so i'm going to get rid of you.
i'm realizing more and more that a very small number of the friend base i have are ones that i care to be around, ones that i look forward to spending time with. these, are friends worth my time, effort, ears, advice, tears and unconditional love. all the others, who wouldn't give the same to me, the ones who are far too self-absorbed to ask how i am, and appreciate who i am just aren't worth it anymore.
this, in effect, leaves me with very FEW friends. but at least they're friends that mean something to me, and that i know i mean something to. these are friends that know something's wrong even when i don't want to say it, that know when i need something and when i need to be left alone, and ones that take these feelings and states in stride, and don't judge or gossip, ones that understand on a level that can't be surpassed, because they're just the same; they understand me in terms of them, and i understand them in terms of me, and this works because we work. together.
perhaps this post is a tad idealistic in terms of my definition of a "friend" but i do have certain people in mind when i write this, and there are certain people who i just don't. i do realize that i've been blessed with the best friends i could ever ask for, and i am truly grateful for the ones that have been by my side through it all.
so, thanks. i hope i've been there for you too.
it becomes increasingly apparent to me that our happiness is determined by ourselves. we can't stand by and watch our lives happen, we have to make them happen with the tools and opportunities we've been given. surrounding yourself with positive people, and with people who have a positive impact on you as a person, and your life, is YOUR duty. i've come to realize it, now. as should you.
**
although i realize i am light years ahead of many of the people i know in terms of maturity [yes, it's true], i know i still have all there is to learn about the world and the way it works. and i think i just figured out something monumental. this is very general, and it might help to think of the following, let's say, quasi-philosophy in terms of yourself, and your life, if you want. or don't, whatever.
i need to rid myself of the people who don't bring anything positive to myself and my well-being. not just negative people, but people who just don't make me happy. i feel like i've been too affected by others in my life, that far too much of my experience thus far has been a reaction. i've had enough of people bringing me down, making me feel unworthy and just not good enough. those people who put me in negative moods such as this, and make me ponder what's inside the minds of the "friends" i hold so close. my new question to myself, is basically, if you make me feel like shit, why do i keep you around?
good question. and i don't have a good answer. so i'm going to get rid of you.
i'm realizing more and more that a very small number of the friend base i have are ones that i care to be around, ones that i look forward to spending time with. these, are friends worth my time, effort, ears, advice, tears and unconditional love. all the others, who wouldn't give the same to me, the ones who are far too self-absorbed to ask how i am, and appreciate who i am just aren't worth it anymore.
this, in effect, leaves me with very FEW friends. but at least they're friends that mean something to me, and that i know i mean something to. these are friends that know something's wrong even when i don't want to say it, that know when i need something and when i need to be left alone, and ones that take these feelings and states in stride, and don't judge or gossip, ones that understand on a level that can't be surpassed, because they're just the same; they understand me in terms of them, and i understand them in terms of me, and this works because we work. together.
perhaps this post is a tad idealistic in terms of my definition of a "friend" but i do have certain people in mind when i write this, and there are certain people who i just don't. i do realize that i've been blessed with the best friends i could ever ask for, and i am truly grateful for the ones that have been by my side through it all.
so, thanks. i hope i've been there for you too.
it becomes increasingly apparent to me that our happiness is determined by ourselves. we can't stand by and watch our lives happen, we have to make them happen with the tools and opportunities we've been given. surrounding yourself with positive people, and with people who have a positive impact on you as a person, and your life, is YOUR duty. i've come to realize it, now. as should you.
**
2.11.2007
karma?
the way life works has always been something that has intruigued me, as i'm sure it has many of you. in all our curriculum of school years past, we've been taught much about the world and the way it operates. everything follows a seemingly logical path; there is typically a relatively explicit cause and effect to events and occurences. you go to school, you specialize in something, you get a job in that field. you pick up the phone, dial a number, and you talk. you buy a ticket to take the train to get to a set point. cause and effect.
however, i have always been interested in the things that aren't quite so explicit and well-defined in our lives. and i suppose the best thing that would sum that up, would be life itself. i suppose the main question i always find myself desperately searching for an answer to would be, why is life so easy for some, and so hard for others?
you know who i'm talking about, those people who seem have everything go their way, all the time. they could ever ask for, without asking for it: a loving family, a car when they turn 16, a significant other who would do anything for them, amazing grades, beauty, a dream job the instant they begin looking for one...you catch my drift. for these "chosen ones", it seems that things just fall into place when the time comes, and it's just that easy. meanwhile, the rest can only look on, and continue to struggle to make things happen; crappy marks no matter how hard they try, always getting in trouble with one person or the other, insufficient funds, less than gorgeous, can't find a decent paying job for the life of them, get treated like crap at home, and consistently have the door slammed in their face, both literally and figuratively. you get my drift here too.
now i realize i am presenting the extremes of both sides of the spectrum, and each of us has likely experienced different aspects of both of these sides; no one is perfect. however, i do not believe that we are all equal in our triumphs and hardships. i think it's safe to say that some people simply have it harder than others. now assuming that there is SOMETHING greater than us lowly humans, what i've always tried to figure out, was what or who determines whether someone has it so easy, or so rough? what did those people do to deserve what they had in life? are some people really just born lucky? or is there more to it?
reverting back to my cause and effect theory, it seems logical to assume that a good deed performed by a person, would allow them a reward in life...karma, if you will. if you do something bad, then something bad will happen to you. but is this truth? or is the way our lives pan out already predetermined by a destiny of some sort, controlled by a higher being? i definitely believe in "god", but the master plan is still something i'm trying to decipher. i know i often sit back and in pondering any such event in my life, whether good or bad, wonder what i did, or didn't do to deserve this? but is this even a question, especially when these events i ponder are ones beyond my control?
another theory i've always entertained is whether there is a sort of quota of good and bad that one will experience during one's lifetime. what i mean is, if life sucks now for you, and life is comparatively amazing for your friend, will things even out one day? will your life at some point be amazing, while your friend's is comparatively crappy? and will this in the end leave us all with an equal experience of joy and strife?
this is a sort of messy post with just a few, random thoughts from my head to yours. things can ALWAYS be worse, and we should definitely be thankful for what we have...but you have to wonder why we get what we get in life, whether it's a reward or a disappointment.
it's hard to learn from your mistakes when you can't figure out the game.
**
however, i have always been interested in the things that aren't quite so explicit and well-defined in our lives. and i suppose the best thing that would sum that up, would be life itself. i suppose the main question i always find myself desperately searching for an answer to would be, why is life so easy for some, and so hard for others?
you know who i'm talking about, those people who seem have everything go their way, all the time. they could ever ask for, without asking for it: a loving family, a car when they turn 16, a significant other who would do anything for them, amazing grades, beauty, a dream job the instant they begin looking for one...you catch my drift. for these "chosen ones", it seems that things just fall into place when the time comes, and it's just that easy. meanwhile, the rest can only look on, and continue to struggle to make things happen; crappy marks no matter how hard they try, always getting in trouble with one person or the other, insufficient funds, less than gorgeous, can't find a decent paying job for the life of them, get treated like crap at home, and consistently have the door slammed in their face, both literally and figuratively. you get my drift here too.
now i realize i am presenting the extremes of both sides of the spectrum, and each of us has likely experienced different aspects of both of these sides; no one is perfect. however, i do not believe that we are all equal in our triumphs and hardships. i think it's safe to say that some people simply have it harder than others. now assuming that there is SOMETHING greater than us lowly humans, what i've always tried to figure out, was what or who determines whether someone has it so easy, or so rough? what did those people do to deserve what they had in life? are some people really just born lucky? or is there more to it?
reverting back to my cause and effect theory, it seems logical to assume that a good deed performed by a person, would allow them a reward in life...karma, if you will. if you do something bad, then something bad will happen to you. but is this truth? or is the way our lives pan out already predetermined by a destiny of some sort, controlled by a higher being? i definitely believe in "god", but the master plan is still something i'm trying to decipher. i know i often sit back and in pondering any such event in my life, whether good or bad, wonder what i did, or didn't do to deserve this? but is this even a question, especially when these events i ponder are ones beyond my control?
another theory i've always entertained is whether there is a sort of quota of good and bad that one will experience during one's lifetime. what i mean is, if life sucks now for you, and life is comparatively amazing for your friend, will things even out one day? will your life at some point be amazing, while your friend's is comparatively crappy? and will this in the end leave us all with an equal experience of joy and strife?
this is a sort of messy post with just a few, random thoughts from my head to yours. things can ALWAYS be worse, and we should definitely be thankful for what we have...but you have to wonder why we get what we get in life, whether it's a reward or a disappointment.
it's hard to learn from your mistakes when you can't figure out the game.
**
12.16.2006
a peephole into the inner workings of me.
i think i've pinpointed the source of my unrest and general feeling shitty about everything.
i'm at a point in my life where i have nothing to call my own.
i'm not talking about material things here; i'm talking about people, and relationships between us. i have no special connection or relationship with anyone around me that i can say is exclusive between myself and that person alone. how freaking sad is that. my closest friends who i suppose i could say i would and do share such relationships with, are away either physically [for the most part] or mentally [for whatever reason]. what i have learned though, is that this sort of "exclusive" relationship, is pretty much reserved for real best friends and significant others [which respectively, are also both mutually exclusive]. even when it comes to other people who you might THINK you have this special relationship with, you probably don't; and for good reason, as it's hard to keep more than a couple of these sorts of relationships adequately in check, and of maximum benefit to both parties. but then of course you have your family which is the over arching sort of "belongingness" to which you belong. for me, family is...there, but not really there, i guess. but you know how it is, they may be holding you back in certain ways, but at the same time they are definitely holding you down. family is the one thing you can't live without. to be without family is to not experience life, to not be a whole person. sometimes unfortunate consquences need to occur before you fully realize it, and i hope you never fully realize it.
anyway, this whole "solo" sort of status that i am experiencing is typically fine with me. i have no problem being alone, and savour the silence that comes with it. but i guess this is a different level of that; a heightened sense aloneness if you will. i don't even have my cat =(. what a freaking sob story, lol. anyone wanna be my "special" friend? lol, okay, that's enough.
surprised this even made it to the blog.
laters.
i'm at a point in my life where i have nothing to call my own.
i'm not talking about material things here; i'm talking about people, and relationships between us. i have no special connection or relationship with anyone around me that i can say is exclusive between myself and that person alone. how freaking sad is that. my closest friends who i suppose i could say i would and do share such relationships with, are away either physically [for the most part] or mentally [for whatever reason]. what i have learned though, is that this sort of "exclusive" relationship, is pretty much reserved for real best friends and significant others [which respectively, are also both mutually exclusive]. even when it comes to other people who you might THINK you have this special relationship with, you probably don't; and for good reason, as it's hard to keep more than a couple of these sorts of relationships adequately in check, and of maximum benefit to both parties. but then of course you have your family which is the over arching sort of "belongingness" to which you belong. for me, family is...there, but not really there, i guess. but you know how it is, they may be holding you back in certain ways, but at the same time they are definitely holding you down. family is the one thing you can't live without. to be without family is to not experience life, to not be a whole person. sometimes unfortunate consquences need to occur before you fully realize it, and i hope you never fully realize it.
anyway, this whole "solo" sort of status that i am experiencing is typically fine with me. i have no problem being alone, and savour the silence that comes with it. but i guess this is a different level of that; a heightened sense aloneness if you will. i don't even have my cat =(. what a freaking sob story, lol. anyone wanna be my "special" friend? lol, okay, that's enough.
surprised this even made it to the blog.
laters.
'tis the f-ing season!
been feeling rather shitty lately.
maybe it's because of the seemingly ENDLESS exam period stretching until the third week of december that is underway. although it's a definite plus to not have all my exams crammed together, this three week period is really oppressive. we're forced to ONLY think about exams, and even any sort of social outing or even conversation makes us feel guilty about spending time doing something other than studying. even sleeping during the 24 hours prior to an exam makes me feel guilty...sometimes.
speaking of sleeping, and exam time, the monster procrastinatrix in me has once again emerged, and FORCES me to put off studying as long as i possibly can, by sleeping all the damn time, or so it seems. my sleeping schedule is SO out of wack that i sleep in the day, and i'm up all night, it's crazy. but when i have an exam in the very near future, it's like sleep less [3 hrs, maybe] and study a hell of a lot more! although i am losing my determination...not a good thing. well, only a few more days of this, and then i can go to back to somewhat normal, whatever that means.
another thing that sucks about this time of year is the INSANITY that ensues on mall property. i went to the mall thursday afternoon, around 1pm, and there was barely any parking. i was shocked; don't you people have J O B S ? or S C H O O L ? what the F. needless to say i am absolutely elated at the fact that i no longer work in the mall...seeing all those retail employees hustling made me wonder how, and WHY i did it for so long? on this relatively short visit, the christmas music REALLY got to me...you don't experience it much if you don't want to, but mariah carey's voice is an inescapable reality during this holiday season, especially in the world of retail.
the extent to which christmas has become THE commercial holiday it is, is absolutely mind-boggling. CHRISTMAS = PRESENTS. hence the mall madness [including the decorations, music, sales, gift-wrapping, various santas to sit on the laps of and take pictures with, crowds, etc.], the post office madness [piles of brown paper wrapped packages spilling into the isles, and huge line-ups] and the massive influx of toy commercials [those "bratz" dolls are damn ugly]. it creates expectations in the minds of children growing up today, especially kids who aren't even christian. i know i definitely wanted to celebrate it as i was growing up, especially because it was so commonplace even in school with decorations everywhere, christmas assemblies and parties. another reason was the fact that the first day back in january, everyone at school was decked out in new clothes and the first question you got asked was "what did YOU get for christmas?". it's kinda funny, the hell i put my parents through to make sure i got at least SOMETHING new to wear and talk about that first day back...i wonder what percentage of families who exchange gifts and put up trees during christmas aren't even christian?
in any case, i find the act of gift-giving on christmas a very tedious and rehearsed sort of practice. my aunt is christian [yes, she really is, and she really goes to church on a REGULAR basis] and the traditional gift exchange goes on at her place every year. i dread it with every bone in my body. i just hate the "and this gift is from _____ to _____" and the "oh, thank you! i love it!" while everyone watches while you open up your gift and hug the person who gave it to you. yech. it's all such an act. i also HATE shopping for gifts! i love seeing my family, they are [for the most part, ha ha ha] great people, but the forced conversation and all that comes along with it are enough for me to gag, and constantly vow to myself to make sure i am out of the country the next christmas. never really happens though. just call me scrooge. whatever.
and now for the asides that didn't make the original post.
aside #1: why are people still racist? shouldn't this be over by now? people of colour are taking over the world, GET FUCKING USED TO IT. i went to the bank and was asking my friendly, white, 50, maybe 60-something banking lady a couple of questions, and she was just not nice about anything at all. she pissed me off. then today i was in a grocery store in richmond hill on bathurst [happy hanukah] and i was in the way of some man, so i moved and said sorry. he just stopped and looked at me with this cold, condescending sort of glare. fuck you, i got out of your way AND i said sorry. some people just suck.
aside #2: people who think that they know everything about everything really, really piss me off. people who think they have some sort of relation to, or inside view on any certain topic, REALLY bug me. you don't know more about the state of China's rice fields, more than i do, so shut up, thanks. weird example, i know, but you get what i mean. those people who when you mention something you may have heard in the news, suddenly know everything about that topic and are all like "oh yeah, blahblahblah, didn't you know?" SHUT THE FUCK UP. i could say much more, but let's keep the shit away from the fan... =)
what a crazy post. happy holidays.
maybe it's because of the seemingly ENDLESS exam period stretching until the third week of december that is underway. although it's a definite plus to not have all my exams crammed together, this three week period is really oppressive. we're forced to ONLY think about exams, and even any sort of social outing or even conversation makes us feel guilty about spending time doing something other than studying. even sleeping during the 24 hours prior to an exam makes me feel guilty...sometimes.
speaking of sleeping, and exam time, the monster procrastinatrix in me has once again emerged, and FORCES me to put off studying as long as i possibly can, by sleeping all the damn time, or so it seems. my sleeping schedule is SO out of wack that i sleep in the day, and i'm up all night, it's crazy. but when i have an exam in the very near future, it's like sleep less [3 hrs, maybe] and study a hell of a lot more! although i am losing my determination...not a good thing. well, only a few more days of this, and then i can go to back to somewhat normal, whatever that means.
another thing that sucks about this time of year is the INSANITY that ensues on mall property. i went to the mall thursday afternoon, around 1pm, and there was barely any parking. i was shocked; don't you people have J O B S ? or S C H O O L ? what the F. needless to say i am absolutely elated at the fact that i no longer work in the mall...seeing all those retail employees hustling made me wonder how, and WHY i did it for so long? on this relatively short visit, the christmas music REALLY got to me...you don't experience it much if you don't want to, but mariah carey's voice is an inescapable reality during this holiday season, especially in the world of retail.
the extent to which christmas has become THE commercial holiday it is, is absolutely mind-boggling. CHRISTMAS = PRESENTS. hence the mall madness [including the decorations, music, sales, gift-wrapping, various santas to sit on the laps of and take pictures with, crowds, etc.], the post office madness [piles of brown paper wrapped packages spilling into the isles, and huge line-ups] and the massive influx of toy commercials [those "bratz" dolls are damn ugly]. it creates expectations in the minds of children growing up today, especially kids who aren't even christian. i know i definitely wanted to celebrate it as i was growing up, especially because it was so commonplace even in school with decorations everywhere, christmas assemblies and parties. another reason was the fact that the first day back in january, everyone at school was decked out in new clothes and the first question you got asked was "what did YOU get for christmas?". it's kinda funny, the hell i put my parents through to make sure i got at least SOMETHING new to wear and talk about that first day back...i wonder what percentage of families who exchange gifts and put up trees during christmas aren't even christian?
in any case, i find the act of gift-giving on christmas a very tedious and rehearsed sort of practice. my aunt is christian [yes, she really is, and she really goes to church on a REGULAR basis] and the traditional gift exchange goes on at her place every year. i dread it with every bone in my body. i just hate the "and this gift is from _____ to _____" and the "oh, thank you! i love it!" while everyone watches while you open up your gift and hug the person who gave it to you. yech. it's all such an act. i also HATE shopping for gifts! i love seeing my family, they are [for the most part, ha ha ha] great people, but the forced conversation and all that comes along with it are enough for me to gag, and constantly vow to myself to make sure i am out of the country the next christmas. never really happens though. just call me scrooge. whatever.
and now for the asides that didn't make the original post.
aside #1: why are people still racist? shouldn't this be over by now? people of colour are taking over the world, GET FUCKING USED TO IT. i went to the bank and was asking my friendly, white, 50, maybe 60-something banking lady a couple of questions, and she was just not nice about anything at all. she pissed me off. then today i was in a grocery store in richmond hill on bathurst [happy hanukah] and i was in the way of some man, so i moved and said sorry. he just stopped and looked at me with this cold, condescending sort of glare. fuck you, i got out of your way AND i said sorry. some people just suck.
aside #2: people who think that they know everything about everything really, really piss me off. people who think they have some sort of relation to, or inside view on any certain topic, REALLY bug me. you don't know more about the state of China's rice fields, more than i do, so shut up, thanks. weird example, i know, but you get what i mean. those people who when you mention something you may have heard in the news, suddenly know everything about that topic and are all like "oh yeah, blahblahblah, didn't you know?" SHUT THE FUCK UP. i could say much more, but let's keep the shit away from the fan... =)
what a crazy post. happy holidays.
12.10.2006
Report: UFI readings at unprecedented level
i always seem to have the urge to blog at the most inopportune times. however, regardless of the fact that i have an exam i am ridiculously unprepared for tomorrow morning, i need to share something with you all. it may be a bit of a waste of my short-lived caffiene buzz, but, i'll do it anyway!
i have made a discovery while studying here at my beloved UTSC. being the studious little bunny i am, studying here on a surprisingly temperate sunday afternoon, it has been brought to my attention that apparently there is an unmistakable influx of ugliness at UTSC on the weekends. perhaps i am generalizing, i mean i suppose i can't really speak for saturday when i make this claim, but i stand by it nonetheless.
UFI [ugliness factor index] readings are through the roof on this unsuspecting sunday. there are ugly people EVERYWHERE. seemingly innumerable ugly people who dress ugly, eat ugly, smell ugly have somehow infiltrated the school, and are in every corner, every nook and yes, every cubicle.
now, i know i'm not one to comment on the subject of ugliness [specifically, the dressing ugly part...or the ugly hair part] but if even i took notice, there is definitely something wrong with this picture. in the VERY long line-up for tim horton's, i saw people i have never seen here before, people dressed in pyjamas, people wearing extremely ill-fitting t-shirts and track pants, people, with a complete lack of care or interest in their personal presentation. i know that UTSC is typically an ugly school, with nothing to look at especially in comparison to york [in terms of architecture AND individuals], but today is simply ridiculous and inexcusable.
given, a certain degree of ugliness during this especially horrendous exam period is acceptable. showering unfortunately, becomes optional [FOR SOME...myself of course, not included]. hair maintenance is at a minimum. and dress is by far, at the bottom of the barrel. but there needs to be a line drawn at some point. and whatever happened to UTSC police kicking out UofT wannabes out of the school? the aunties and uncles [some genunine, some just look like they could be] are lowering our standards, which, although meagre, are standards nonetheless.
your interest in this increasingly alarming status of UTSC is appreciated. updates will be posted on the aesthetic appeal of the school and its students as they become available. we are hopeful that there will be improvements to report, but this is only possible with your help. here are some ways you can show your support:
-SHOWER
-BRUSH YOUR HAIR
-WEAR RELATIVELY CLEAN CLOTHING
-WEAR RELATIVELY WELL-FITTING CLOTHING
-DON'T CHEW WITH YOUR DAMN MOUTH OPEN
-DON'T SMILE AT NOTHING WHEN YOU'RE BY YOURSELF [creeps me out]
thanks you for your concern. now back to your regularly scheduled study time.
i have made a discovery while studying here at my beloved UTSC. being the studious little bunny i am, studying here on a surprisingly temperate sunday afternoon, it has been brought to my attention that apparently there is an unmistakable influx of ugliness at UTSC on the weekends. perhaps i am generalizing, i mean i suppose i can't really speak for saturday when i make this claim, but i stand by it nonetheless.
UFI [ugliness factor index] readings are through the roof on this unsuspecting sunday. there are ugly people EVERYWHERE. seemingly innumerable ugly people who dress ugly, eat ugly, smell ugly have somehow infiltrated the school, and are in every corner, every nook and yes, every cubicle.
now, i know i'm not one to comment on the subject of ugliness [specifically, the dressing ugly part...or the ugly hair part] but if even i took notice, there is definitely something wrong with this picture. in the VERY long line-up for tim horton's, i saw people i have never seen here before, people dressed in pyjamas, people wearing extremely ill-fitting t-shirts and track pants, people, with a complete lack of care or interest in their personal presentation. i know that UTSC is typically an ugly school, with nothing to look at especially in comparison to york [in terms of architecture AND individuals], but today is simply ridiculous and inexcusable.
given, a certain degree of ugliness during this especially horrendous exam period is acceptable. showering unfortunately, becomes optional [FOR SOME...myself of course, not included]. hair maintenance is at a minimum. and dress is by far, at the bottom of the barrel. but there needs to be a line drawn at some point. and whatever happened to UTSC police kicking out UofT wannabes out of the school? the aunties and uncles [some genunine, some just look like they could be] are lowering our standards, which, although meagre, are standards nonetheless.
your interest in this increasingly alarming status of UTSC is appreciated. updates will be posted on the aesthetic appeal of the school and its students as they become available. we are hopeful that there will be improvements to report, but this is only possible with your help. here are some ways you can show your support:
-SHOWER
-BRUSH YOUR HAIR
-WEAR RELATIVELY CLEAN CLOTHING
-WEAR RELATIVELY WELL-FITTING CLOTHING
-DON'T CHEW WITH YOUR DAMN MOUTH OPEN
-DON'T SMILE AT NOTHING WHEN YOU'RE BY YOURSELF [creeps me out]
thanks you for your concern. now back to your regularly scheduled study time.
11.16.2006
update you probably didn't need.
even though my blog list is filled with "drafts", i don't have much more i'd like to say than i am SO unmotivated right now to write my two 15 page essays due next week. i probably had the most unproductive day ever, and i am still SO unmotivated.
yesterday was alright. went to the bright ideas wrap party. those people at summerhill group are incredibly cool. i'll definitely miss my former IME drummer turned program supervisor, cos he is the SHIT! =) hope to work with them all again.
i am suddenly and inexplicably mesmerized by nicole ritchie. and loving her new dark hair. if i knew how to post photos in this thing, i would. maybe later. anyway, she's wicked.
GAP is finally over with. i will miss the people i used to work with [minus the onslaught of new hires who attempted to give ME dirty looks, and tell ME what to do on the floor, i don't think so, sister] and the discount. it is the end of an era, indeed. but i don't regret my decision. it took me a long time to let go of that place simply because it was bearable and i was comfortable. it took a lot, but i finally let go, and will hopefully move on to bigger if not better things. i hope.
somebody needs to keep me off facebook. like seriously. it's quite boring when you have nothing to do, but the second you have an assignment on your hands, it transforms into an obsession you simply can't get enough of. who updated their profile? who has new pictures? who cares if i don't know these people, i'll still spend a good fifteen minutes on their profile anyway! it's sick i tell you, just plain sick.
the grand finale of undergrad is beginning to creep up, and creep me out. things might suddenly be real [gasp] which means i have things to do and plan for [crap]. but then good old non-motivation and her sister procrastination, the only constants of my life are there to tell me to wait until tomorrow. and so i shall.
that's all. not much of an update, but deal.
yesterday was alright. went to the bright ideas wrap party. those people at summerhill group are incredibly cool. i'll definitely miss my former IME drummer turned program supervisor, cos he is the SHIT! =) hope to work with them all again.
i am suddenly and inexplicably mesmerized by nicole ritchie. and loving her new dark hair. if i knew how to post photos in this thing, i would. maybe later. anyway, she's wicked.
GAP is finally over with. i will miss the people i used to work with [minus the onslaught of new hires who attempted to give ME dirty looks, and tell ME what to do on the floor, i don't think so, sister] and the discount. it is the end of an era, indeed. but i don't regret my decision. it took me a long time to let go of that place simply because it was bearable and i was comfortable. it took a lot, but i finally let go, and will hopefully move on to bigger if not better things. i hope.
somebody needs to keep me off facebook. like seriously. it's quite boring when you have nothing to do, but the second you have an assignment on your hands, it transforms into an obsession you simply can't get enough of. who updated their profile? who has new pictures? who cares if i don't know these people, i'll still spend a good fifteen minutes on their profile anyway! it's sick i tell you, just plain sick.
the grand finale of undergrad is beginning to creep up, and creep me out. things might suddenly be real [gasp] which means i have things to do and plan for [crap]. but then good old non-motivation and her sister procrastination, the only constants of my life are there to tell me to wait until tomorrow. and so i shall.
that's all. not much of an update, but deal.
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