Wanna dance? No, I want to skank.

Well I managed to blow a huge amount of money at the Tommy Hilfiger store. I need Christmas again next week! I've been going out a lot lately, strange to see everyone from school at the bars now but it's been fun. Tomorrow for New Year's, I'll be going to a house party with the girls. I met a guy the other night... but that's just bad since I'm back in Ottawa in a week. Bah well. I'll just obsess for a few more days, I'm allowed. I just got in from Japanese in Markham, was... interesting. Different. Not my bag. Ack, interrupted entry, Josh is here.

Feeling sooo much better, went out with the girls to the Fox, saw a bunch of people I knew, had some fun. Ran into a guy I'd met in the summer... Whew! Why are the guys good in this town when I don't live here?! Also ran into a girl that I worked with about four years ago and had some drinks with her, it was awesome to see her again. I have to go shower now though, I reek!

Kelly's going to have a great ride back to University. On top of our suitcases, bags, plants, a snowboard and Aunt Jemima the fish, we will be joined by Biggie, Puffy, and Busta, the newest additions to the fishtank. Full car!

D'ya ever get the feeling that Christmas is just another one of those days, except this time there's a Christmas tree stuck in the corner? Been home a while now, I've run into a bunch of people. Like I was telling Chris, if I want to see my friends, all I have to do is go to the mall over Christmas. Have you ever tried to look up a word in a thesaurus? Impossible! Well, Merry Christmas or Happy Holidays to all you guys, try not to kill anyone.

Ah, home sweet home! I haven't been feeling very Christmassy, actually not Christmassy at all. The mono just had me wiped in terms of energy and it's hard to get into the Christmas mood when you're stressed over exams. So aftermath of that is that I'm stuck writing about cocaine now. Had a longgg drive with Kelly, yes the fish survived. The same night I got home, Josh called me drunk and trying to get me to tell him that I love him. He's done this type of thing before, I call it drunken rambling. I refuse to deal with him when he's like that, which just pisses him off in his drunken state. So I hung up on him. I don't deserve that on the first night that I get home, it's not fair to me. I'd love to discuss the matter with him when he's level-headed. So I basically haven't talked to him since. I don't live here anymore, I don't need to deal with that. Ah well. Oh, in other news, Chris and I might live together next year. Still have to figure things out, but I think it just boils down to the fact that I really do enjoy him. He's just a "good" person and I'm happy with him even when we're doing absolutely nothing.

Ok Chris, next time remind to bring my suitcase keys!

Y'know it's bad when you need to start packing a week before you leave! Looking forward to being home for a bit, actually I think it's more a matter of looking forward to having these exams done. Only one to go... Had a good day yesterday, went to the Museum of Nature with Chris (made his day by freaking out over a giant frog, seriously, the thing was like on steroids and it was scary!) and then hung out with Kelly for the night. Plans for today:
1. Study and understand Chapter 2 of the Quantitative Approach to Business
2. Drive Lindsay to the airport, must not forget!
3. Bug Chris and Jake, it's a daily lifestyle for me now
4. Continue the deep cleaning of my room
5. Maybe Minglewood's at night with Kelly, Josh, Allie, Alex and some others... really shouldn't drink though...
6. A couple hours of gaming
7. Get Dave to fix my DVD player and maybe my burner while he's at it
8. Finally put back up all of the posters that have fallen down
9. Clean out fish tank before fish dies (yes, it is still alive)
All worthy goals, realistically about half of them will be accomplished. Bah well, c'est la vie du residence.

"Don't forget what happened to the man who suddenly got what he always wanted. He lived happily ever after."
- Willy Wonka

Changeons de vie, ma Carmen, allons vivre quelque part ou nous ne serons jamais séparés; Ohio?

“My dearest Lolita, this may be neither here nor there but I have to say it. Life is very short. From here to that old car you know so well there is a stretch of twenty, twenty-five paces. It is a very short walk. Make those twenty-five steps. Now. Right now. Come just as you are. And we shall live happily ever after.”

Carmen, voulez-vous avec moi?

Carmencita, lui demandais-je…

“One last word,” I said in my horrible careful English, “are you quite, quite sure that – well, not tomorrow, of course, and not after tomorrow, but – well – some day, any day, you will not come live with me? I will create a brand new God and thank him with piercing cries, if you give me that microscopic hope.”

“No,” she said smiling, “no.”

Je veux fuir le présent méprisable et mesquin, je veux m'emporter vers la notion de différent, la perception du divers, donc : l'exotisme. Je suis l'exote rêveur...et "il" est le clé de ce porche, sésame des milles et une nuits.

Happy Birthday Cunty!!! This is pre-Kosmo's and pre-Minglewood's, I say you'll be puking by 11:30. Glad you finally announced our engagement to your parents, it's about time!

Back up here at school, great to see everyone again! Someone pulled the friggin' fire alarm at like 1:30 though when I was passed out naked in bed. Fuckers! 'Twas great to see Ernesto when I'm wearing only (literally, only) jeans, running shoes and a jacket. Home was nice, great to spend some time with Josh and some friends. Not sure what I'm doing for New Year's, it's my would-be-two-year anniversary with Josh so I don't really think I want to be with him, could be strange. I think I'll end up in the T-Dot with Randy and Josh for a party. (And yes, my fish is still alive!) I spent the day re-decorating the common room with the girls, it actually looks like a girl's room now, imagine! Well I'm meeting Carol's new guy and his friends in five minutes, so I'd better head out.

I'm in such a friggin' bad mood. See originally, I was doing okay. I fly back to school tomorrow morning, Aunt Jemima the fish is still alive and plans to go out for Espo's 19th on Wednesday. But nooooo.... Fuck. Went to the doctor's to confirm that I was over the mono, I feel completely better and had blood tests done to prove the point. But apparently now that I'm feeling well, the mono is like overtaking my body. Grrreat. So when I feel like absolute crap, my blood results weren't too bad and now that I feel fine, the results are shitty. I'm now not supposed to drink, to do any physical exercise or activity, to come in contact with sick people, and needless to say to kiss anyone. Which fuckin' blows. Like come on, I'm in University. What else is there to do. I'll apparently still be contagious for two to three weeks which is great, cuz I feel fuckin' fine. Grrrr. Not only that, the stupid ho of a doctor gives me a requisition for MORE FUCKIN' BLOODWORK. Fuck. So now that I've probably infected Josh because I feel fuckin' healthy... Fuck. The doctor doesn't even want me to go back to school for exams. This is gonna be great.