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Monday, April 26, 2004
The Days Are Just Packed
Wake up kids: we've got the dreamer's disease!
These days are strange and wonderous days: I have no time, and I'm loving it. I just feel so... alive. We've been spending a lot of time outdoors or in cafes. Even studying feels like fun.
I am almost never in the apartment. Get-togethers just blends together, so I don't have time to duck in. So I'm taking this afternoon to really pack up all my stuff before Friday comes. Speaking of which, once that day arrives I won't be at my present number anymore. I'll be staying with my grandmother and friends until my interview for the forces, after which I'll be home for a brief vacation, if I have time before work starts. It feels weird to be giving up my address: what if someone gets in touch with me? Oh well, at least e-mail's portable.
No one wants my old movies! Oh well, I guess Mission:Impossible's coming with me to law school. Mmm...Tom Cruise.
These days are strange and wonderous days: I have no time, and I'm loving it. I just feel so... alive. We've been spending a lot of time outdoors or in cafes. Even studying feels like fun.
I am almost never in the apartment. Get-togethers just blends together, so I don't have time to duck in. So I'm taking this afternoon to really pack up all my stuff before Friday comes. Speaking of which, once that day arrives I won't be at my present number anymore. I'll be staying with my grandmother and friends until my interview for the forces, after which I'll be home for a brief vacation, if I have time before work starts. It feels weird to be giving up my address: what if someone gets in touch with me? Oh well, at least e-mail's portable.
No one wants my old movies! Oh well, I guess Mission:Impossible's coming with me to law school. Mmm...Tom Cruise.
# posted by Spot @ 1:19 p.m.
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Friday, April 23, 2004
All soccered out
"Mass genocide is the most physically exhausting activity ever. Next to soccer". Wow. What a wonderful night. I guess it was all about the people: I had a fun time because they're nice folks to be with.
Dan, Jason, Gabe and Meghan helped James, Dominic and I move the big furniture out of the apartment tonight. It only took an hour, and my friends got to meet my crazy relatives: everyone wins! After the sofa, chairs, bureau, study desk and chairs were all taken care of, we went out for wine and pizza. I love wine, but I really love pizza.
Then we played soccer! Oh wow: it's been a while, but Dan was, well, a danimal. He's got endurance like you wouldn't believe: we were all ready to pass out, and he kept running the field. Ooh, and I got a goal! Big deal for me :) And Jesse McWaters trips when you play him. What a cheater :D
Meg and I went back to Erin's fan-frickin'-tastic pad for a movie. Wow. You know how apartments never quite look like houses? Because they're all unfinished, undecorated, not so pretty? Well, Erin lives in a condo: her apartment is sumptuous.
And now I'm home, sleepy and updating my blog, I guess. I'm in love with life and I thought the world should know. We're making cheesecake tomorrow.. and playing soccer every night until we leave. Like I said, I love life.
Dan, Jason, Gabe and Meghan helped James, Dominic and I move the big furniture out of the apartment tonight. It only took an hour, and my friends got to meet my crazy relatives: everyone wins! After the sofa, chairs, bureau, study desk and chairs were all taken care of, we went out for wine and pizza. I love wine, but I really love pizza.
Then we played soccer! Oh wow: it's been a while, but Dan was, well, a danimal. He's got endurance like you wouldn't believe: we were all ready to pass out, and he kept running the field. Ooh, and I got a goal! Big deal for me :) And Jesse McWaters trips when you play him. What a cheater :D
Meg and I went back to Erin's fan-frickin'-tastic pad for a movie. Wow. You know how apartments never quite look like houses? Because they're all unfinished, undecorated, not so pretty? Well, Erin lives in a condo: her apartment is sumptuous.
And now I'm home, sleepy and updating my blog, I guess. I'm in love with life and I thought the world should know. We're making cheesecake tomorrow.. and playing soccer every night until we leave. Like I said, I love life.
# posted by Spot @ 2:49 a.m.
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Thursday, April 22, 2004
Have you ever had a week that lasted a month?
Last week was like that. So much happened that it's hard to imagine it all fit into so few days.
Well, Emilie made it. She got stranded in New York last Tuesday night, but she made it in time for the viewing Wednesday. So for a few days we were all together again, which was very very nice. I had been missing everyone, especially my sister. The occasion was sad: as our priest put it, we're always saddened when we lose a member of our family, our community.. even when death seems appropriate.
Nonetheless, we appreciated being together, and I miss everyone now. The weekend after the funeral was actually more stressful than the funeral itself: during the week I helped to write the eulogy, so I had to put my essays aside. Despite McGill's condolances marks were still due Monday, so I had to write my 30 pages of essays over the weekend.
Now that it's all over I feel complete release. School's just about over: I have one exam left, in a [hopefully] A course. My uncles are helping me move out tonight. I'm going to be staying with Meghan for the next few days, and we're going to say goodbye to Montreal in style, capping it all off with the Sloan concert. Best of all, I'm going to be spending my weekends with my young cousins.
I know I won't be coming back to Montreal, and I feel like I got to mourn that too: I'm not sure if that's appropriate, but there you have it. Now that I've let it all go I feel more free to enjoy what time I have left.
Well, Emilie made it. She got stranded in New York last Tuesday night, but she made it in time for the viewing Wednesday. So for a few days we were all together again, which was very very nice. I had been missing everyone, especially my sister. The occasion was sad: as our priest put it, we're always saddened when we lose a member of our family, our community.. even when death seems appropriate.
Nonetheless, we appreciated being together, and I miss everyone now. The weekend after the funeral was actually more stressful than the funeral itself: during the week I helped to write the eulogy, so I had to put my essays aside. Despite McGill's condolances marks were still due Monday, so I had to write my 30 pages of essays over the weekend.
Now that it's all over I feel complete release. School's just about over: I have one exam left, in a [hopefully] A course. My uncles are helping me move out tonight. I'm going to be staying with Meghan for the next few days, and we're going to say goodbye to Montreal in style, capping it all off with the Sloan concert. Best of all, I'm going to be spending my weekends with my young cousins.
I know I won't be coming back to Montreal, and I feel like I got to mourn that too: I'm not sure if that's appropriate, but there you have it. Now that I've let it all go I feel more free to enjoy what time I have left.
# posted by Spot @ 3:16 p.m.
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Monday, April 12, 2004
Edward Cantwell
I just got a bit of bad news: my grandfather passed away last night. He hasn’t been well for a while, but it still comes as a surprise. Mom and Dad are flying down, and we’re trying to get Emilie over from England in time for the funeral.
I’ve spent the last hour asking my professors for extensions on my papers and exams. I think I might be focusing on the details so I won’t have to feel anything. Weird.
I’ve spent the last hour asking my professors for extensions on my papers and exams. I think I might be focusing on the details so I won’t have to feel anything. Weird.
# posted by Spot @ 11:47 a.m.
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Climax
My academic career is cluminating in a 30 pager, debate, partying, exam all nighter of a week. Fitting, really.
I’m moving out too. This is one of those times I bless my lucky stars that I have family around. My aunts, uncles, grandmother and cousins have all laid claim to some of my furniture, such that I have only to dispose of my bed, television, VCR and coffee table. The rest will be picked up over the next two weeks. Pro: I don’t have to pack it. Con: I don’t get to keep it.
At least it’s all going to a good place. And I get to buy all new stuff in September. We all win!
Since today is Easter, I invite you all to participate in my “lent retrospective”. Just pick something you didn’t do/consume for the past 40 days and claim it for lent.
I, for instance, gave up staying in on Thursdays, Fridays, and Saturdays. 40 days, it’s harder than it seems!
I also gave up sleeping [mostly].
What did you give up unintentionally?
PS: who can guess what today is? Apart from Easter? Go on.. I’ll give you three guesses...
I’m moving out too. This is one of those times I bless my lucky stars that I have family around. My aunts, uncles, grandmother and cousins have all laid claim to some of my furniture, such that I have only to dispose of my bed, television, VCR and coffee table. The rest will be picked up over the next two weeks. Pro: I don’t have to pack it. Con: I don’t get to keep it.
At least it’s all going to a good place. And I get to buy all new stuff in September. We all win!
Since today is Easter, I invite you all to participate in my “lent retrospective”. Just pick something you didn’t do/consume for the past 40 days and claim it for lent.
I, for instance, gave up staying in on Thursdays, Fridays, and Saturdays. 40 days, it’s harder than it seems!
I also gave up sleeping [mostly].
What did you give up unintentionally?
PS: who can guess what today is? Apart from Easter? Go on.. I’ll give you three guesses...
# posted by Spot @ 1:10 a.m.
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Saturday, April 10, 2004
Pretty in Pink
Happy Easter everybody! This holiday is a big deal to everyone but me because of the extended long weekend. I, of course, have been getting Fridays and Mondays off all term.
Just thought I'd rub that in one last time :) Though I hear that law school might be even better when it comes to freedom from classes. Ingrid, for example, attended about 5 hours of class per week this term. Hrm. Maybe I'm not done rubbing it in :)
24 hours have gone by and I haven't sighted any celebrities, sorry to say, though I did spend last night with my cousin Lisa, who looks like a celebrity. Not any specific celebrity: she's just really trendy and skinny. We cruised around downtown then came back to her place in Rosemere, which just might be my favorite house of all time. Can't say why: I just love the way it looks. It's what I want to live in, if and when I grow up.
Strange topic of conversation last night: Lisa and I were comparing our experince vis a vis names. I was telling her how lucky she is to have a semi-unique name when we came up with an interesting solution for me. What if... I try going by my middle name again? I did it for two years in Ottawa and it was ok. I'm not going through an identity crisis or anything, it's just really annoying to be one of 10 Sarahs in any given class. When people say my name.. I'd like to be sure who they're referring to, y'know? For those of you who don't know, my middle name is Louise. Kinda rolls off the tongue, doesn't it?
Just thought I'd rub that in one last time :) Though I hear that law school might be even better when it comes to freedom from classes. Ingrid, for example, attended about 5 hours of class per week this term. Hrm. Maybe I'm not done rubbing it in :)
24 hours have gone by and I haven't sighted any celebrities, sorry to say, though I did spend last night with my cousin Lisa, who looks like a celebrity. Not any specific celebrity: she's just really trendy and skinny. We cruised around downtown then came back to her place in Rosemere, which just might be my favorite house of all time. Can't say why: I just love the way it looks. It's what I want to live in, if and when I grow up.
Strange topic of conversation last night: Lisa and I were comparing our experince vis a vis names. I was telling her how lucky she is to have a semi-unique name when we came up with an interesting solution for me. What if... I try going by my middle name again? I did it for two years in Ottawa and it was ok. I'm not going through an identity crisis or anything, it's just really annoying to be one of 10 Sarahs in any given class. When people say my name.. I'd like to be sure who they're referring to, y'know? For those of you who don't know, my middle name is Louise. Kinda rolls off the tongue, doesn't it?
# posted by Spot @ 2:06 p.m.
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Friday, April 09, 2004
Darling, if you love me...
Have you ever played this game? It's a measure of our drunken debauchery this evening that we even contemplated this combination staring/smiling/flirting game. Very good times at, of course, Biftek.
Speaking of the bar of rockers, guess who we *think* we saw there this evening? Sam Roberts. Oh yeah. It was hard to tell, what with the beard and the hair, but two fellow debaters confirmed it. Wouldn't be unheard of, seeing as he's from Point Claire. Man, I love this city.
I like my drinking level this evning. Nicely buzzed, but probably no hangover tomorrow. Maybe the fabulous pizza we had cushioned me. Alls I knows is I had a *great* time. It sounds funny to say, but the highlight of the evening was when the war/relationship stories broke out. Jason, a fellow abandonee, confirmed that though I have "the most cause to be bitter", I apparently "show the least bitterness". Sarah Pottle = genuine class.
Speaking of the bar of rockers, guess who we *think* we saw there this evening? Sam Roberts. Oh yeah. It was hard to tell, what with the beard and the hair, but two fellow debaters confirmed it. Wouldn't be unheard of, seeing as he's from Point Claire. Man, I love this city.
I like my drinking level this evning. Nicely buzzed, but probably no hangover tomorrow. Maybe the fabulous pizza we had cushioned me. Alls I knows is I had a *great* time. It sounds funny to say, but the highlight of the evening was when the war/relationship stories broke out. Jason, a fellow abandonee, confirmed that though I have "the most cause to be bitter", I apparently "show the least bitterness". Sarah Pottle = genuine class.
# posted by Spot @ 3:26 a.m.
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Wednesday, April 07, 2004
My Club Soda Brings All the Sloan to the Yard
damn right, [our club scene] is better than yours.
Erica called to tell me Sloan is coming to town. Joel and Avril can eat their hearts out :)
Club Soda, May 1st. Mind you, I'll be moved out of my apartment by then.. so I might spend the night at Erica's place. Or I might not go to sleep that night.
So there was a rumor/legend going around in my frosh that after the show Sloan asked a bunch of concert-goers to Biftek. I had always hoped it was true but doubted it was. Erica confirmed.. she was there. This is the same Erica who's rabbit was the logo for the local rabbits. Man is she cool.
I would say that this concert will be a well deserved reward after exams, but that would be a lie. Seeing as I've been partying it up, well... all the time lately. But it will be a well deserved reward for, um, not partying it up before.
I wonder if they still favor Biftek? I'd be up for that :)
[edited after 15 grueling hours of paper writing. Done and done]
Erica called to tell me Sloan is coming to town. Joel and Avril can eat their hearts out :)
Club Soda, May 1st. Mind you, I'll be moved out of my apartment by then.. so I might spend the night at Erica's place. Or I might not go to sleep that night.
So there was a rumor/legend going around in my frosh that after the show Sloan asked a bunch of concert-goers to Biftek. I had always hoped it was true but doubted it was. Erica confirmed.. she was there. This is the same Erica who's rabbit was the logo for the local rabbits. Man is she cool.
I would say that this concert will be a well deserved reward after exams, but that would be a lie. Seeing as I've been partying it up, well... all the time lately. But it will be a well deserved reward for, um, not partying it up before.
I wonder if they still favor Biftek? I'd be up for that :)
[edited after 15 grueling hours of paper writing. Done and done]
# posted by Spot @ 4:43 p.m.
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My comment section is better than yours!
I'm too busy not to update my blog. This might sound strange to you, but I've noticed a real trend here. I've got 9 pages to write for tomorrow, 11:30 am. So my interest in wasting time has increased by, well, 9 times.
Thankfully you reward my procrasintation with interesting comments.
Last day of my B.A. classes tomorrow! Our debating in-house tornament promises the opportunity to celebrate in style. Remind me not to get as silly drunk as last week.
Harass Sarah!
"The Maltese Falcon is neither Maltese nor a Falcon. Discuss."
Thankfully you reward my procrasintation with interesting comments.
Last day of my B.A. classes tomorrow! Our debating in-house tornament promises the opportunity to celebrate in style. Remind me not to get as silly drunk as last week.
Harass Sarah!
"The Maltese Falcon is neither Maltese nor a Falcon. Discuss."
# posted by Spot @ 2:38 p.m.
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Tuesday, April 06, 2004
Top of the Pops
Since I'm top of Rory's link page, I figured I'd make him top of mine. The rest of you are in more or less random order, but you may fight for dominance if you wish :)
I'm laughing evil-ly.
That is all.
I'm laughing evil-ly.
That is all.
# posted by Spot @ 12:24 a.m.
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Monday, April 05, 2004
Friend of the week award
[Ed. note: typed last night, ~1 am]
I’ve noticed that I have this predilection for intense, short-term friendships. Unusual, really, but it happens pretty consistently. Caitlin Alma Mary Moorcroft at Nationals, grade 9. Diana Sen at McMaster Shad Valley in ‘99. A few others, scattered across the country and the years.
Whenever I think about these friends, I feel a twinge of.. regret, I think. It’s unusual to hit it off so well with someone in such a short period of time: I can’t help but think we meshed so well because we had so much in common. Every time I’ve had to leave these friends I’ve felt a lack which I deeply regret.
It’s times like these that I wonder if one does not cause the other. Perhaps I hit it off so well precisely because we have so little time. Which would imply that, as a friend, I seem to have commitment issues. Perhaps I enjoy friendship flings :)
This all comes to mind because of the past week as spent with the lovely Megan. Every second day we’ve been jogging or cooking or studying together. We saw Hidalgo last night with Dana, and tonight we made curry for supper. Mmmm... we had so much fun cooking that we opted to make some cookies too. Double mmm.
It’s amazing how well you get to know someone in a few weeks. I’m going to really miss this girl when she leaves! [Megan is on exchange from UBC]. I’d almost forgotten what it’s like to be possessive of a friend. If McGill is my second Jr. High, then Megan is my second Caitlin. Which means law school will be a second S.A. I could not hope for better news.
I’ve noticed that I have this predilection for intense, short-term friendships. Unusual, really, but it happens pretty consistently. Caitlin Alma Mary Moorcroft at Nationals, grade 9. Diana Sen at McMaster Shad Valley in ‘99. A few others, scattered across the country and the years.
Whenever I think about these friends, I feel a twinge of.. regret, I think. It’s unusual to hit it off so well with someone in such a short period of time: I can’t help but think we meshed so well because we had so much in common. Every time I’ve had to leave these friends I’ve felt a lack which I deeply regret.
It’s times like these that I wonder if one does not cause the other. Perhaps I hit it off so well precisely because we have so little time. Which would imply that, as a friend, I seem to have commitment issues. Perhaps I enjoy friendship flings :)
This all comes to mind because of the past week as spent with the lovely Megan. Every second day we’ve been jogging or cooking or studying together. We saw Hidalgo last night with Dana, and tonight we made curry for supper. Mmmm... we had so much fun cooking that we opted to make some cookies too. Double mmm.
It’s amazing how well you get to know someone in a few weeks. I’m going to really miss this girl when she leaves! [Megan is on exchange from UBC]. I’d almost forgotten what it’s like to be possessive of a friend. If McGill is my second Jr. High, then Megan is my second Caitlin. Which means law school will be a second S.A. I could not hope for better news.
# posted by Spot @ 5:27 p.m.
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Sunday, April 04, 2004
Cancel that
A friend of a friend drops rohypnol to sleep.
I forget why or how this came up, but I do remember it was in one of my classes. The things you learn in the five minutes before lectures begin! Apparently the young woman in question has a lot of trouble sleeping during finals season. As one who has awakened countless times in the throes of relationship/school/nightmare induced panics, I was interested to hear what the kids are doing to sleep nowadays. This solutions seems a bit extreme to me. [my best solution is to houseclean. Nothing puts me to sleep faster]. We speculated on what might happen if she got a phone call just after taking the drug. Wouldn't she be especially susceptible to telemarketing?
Be that as it may, I have noticed a correlation between sleep-inducing solutions and suggestibility. Take my last post as an example. It's ridiculous! OK, yes, I have looked into NGO work overseas. But it's not exactly on the top of my list. I would say I was definitely influenced by my fellow imbibers, centralists or Americans all. Who are, let's face it, anti-east.
And I'm not. Looking over my drunken ramblings even I get annoyed. For heaven's sake. Let us measure the pros: an early, unconditional acceptance into a school that guarantees a professional future. The promise of a comfortable lifestyle for the duration of my next degree. The proximity of landlord relatives. An upcoming graduation from a prestigious school.
The cons? None worth mentioning.
Next time I complain, slap me with a trout.
I forget why or how this came up, but I do remember it was in one of my classes. The things you learn in the five minutes before lectures begin! Apparently the young woman in question has a lot of trouble sleeping during finals season. As one who has awakened countless times in the throes of relationship/school/nightmare induced panics, I was interested to hear what the kids are doing to sleep nowadays. This solutions seems a bit extreme to me. [my best solution is to houseclean. Nothing puts me to sleep faster]. We speculated on what might happen if she got a phone call just after taking the drug. Wouldn't she be especially susceptible to telemarketing?
Be that as it may, I have noticed a correlation between sleep-inducing solutions and suggestibility. Take my last post as an example. It's ridiculous! OK, yes, I have looked into NGO work overseas. But it's not exactly on the top of my list. I would say I was definitely influenced by my fellow imbibers, centralists or Americans all. Who are, let's face it, anti-east.
And I'm not. Looking over my drunken ramblings even I get annoyed. For heaven's sake. Let us measure the pros: an early, unconditional acceptance into a school that guarantees a professional future. The promise of a comfortable lifestyle for the duration of my next degree. The proximity of landlord relatives. An upcoming graduation from a prestigious school.
The cons? None worth mentioning.
Next time I complain, slap me with a trout.
# posted by Spot @ 12:01 a.m.
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Friday, April 02, 2004
you'd do it too
[note: am pretty fiarly sloshed. First night of real celebration.. good times]
So.. my acceptance is unconditonal. I don't even need to graduate. I am fighting the temptation to take my last two weeks of school seriously... and failing.
Hence the drinking on a Thruday. 'till 2:30 am. Oooh, it's good times...
Too bad I didn't take more advantage during my undergrad. I really wish I hadn't worried so much about the cruising context back when I was attached and just gone and enjoyed myself. Making up for lost time at the moment.
praying, praying, praying for another admission. Please God don't make me go to UNB. So happy to get in, so worried it will be my only choice. I'm looking into exchanges or volunteering overseas.. I'll defer my admission before I go to the same school as the ladykiller.
But there's probably no reason to worry. I'm still fairly buzzed to have a good future waiting for me. And the overseas job looks kinda good too: publicity director for an NGO in Tanzania. With opportunities like this, how can I lose?
So.. my acceptance is unconditonal. I don't even need to graduate. I am fighting the temptation to take my last two weeks of school seriously... and failing.
Hence the drinking on a Thruday. 'till 2:30 am. Oooh, it's good times...
Too bad I didn't take more advantage during my undergrad. I really wish I hadn't worried so much about the cruising context back when I was attached and just gone and enjoyed myself. Making up for lost time at the moment.
praying, praying, praying for another admission. Please God don't make me go to UNB. So happy to get in, so worried it will be my only choice. I'm looking into exchanges or volunteering overseas.. I'll defer my admission before I go to the same school as the ladykiller.
But there's probably no reason to worry. I'm still fairly buzzed to have a good future waiting for me. And the overseas job looks kinda good too: publicity director for an NGO in Tanzania. With opportunities like this, how can I lose?
# posted by Spot @ 3:24 a.m.
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