I'd shank bitches

Mia says:
We'd get in trouble in Thailand, you and I.
David says:
We would?
Mia says:
Sure, it'd be just like that movie!
David says:
Which'n?
Mia says:
Uhh...
Mia says:
Whatsitcalled
David says:
The Beach? Big Trouble in Little China?
Mia says:
Brokedown Palace
Mia says:
The Beach too
Mia says:
We'd find a beach and, uh, get sent to prison.
David says:
Brokedown Palace... that sounds familiar.
Mia says:
Claire Danes
David says:
Ohhh yes.
David says:
Getting sent to prison would suck. In my wilder fantasies we would join a gang and I'd wear an eyepatch and you'd wear superhawt things and shank bitches with your awesome knife skills.
Mia says:
That's fucking awesome lol

Secret Mission

Someone I barely know just put me on a secret mission. She says I came highly recommended.

Anyway, this is just a reminder to myself to fulfill this mission when the time comes.

Slaying the Dreamer

The key to success is being able to shrug off discomfort. Discomfort to me is anything from boredom in class to feeling tired/pain when you've been jogging for a while. Just shrug it off and keep working.

I want to be Queen of High Discomfort Tolerance, but I haven't been fighting hard enough for my crown the past few days. I've been giving in to weakness when it has come to tedious mental tasks.

I can train, physically, for stamina, but the mind is a whole other mess.

FOCUS!
INTENSITY!
NO DYING!

Bla Bla Woof Woof

Things are starting to really take shape!

I've been elected Vice President of the University's Gamers club. And you know me... or, well, maybe you don't, but that's not the point, the point is my friends tell me I'm very 'enthusiastic' about things, and that would include my new position in school governance! More details later.

Talking to my economist friend has made me start playing a game of fantasy stock investments. It'll all be good and fun until I realize how much money I could have made if I had really invested in those stocks (assuming I don't lose the lot of my fake money).

This weekend is nice and busy!

Tonight: Dinner with Marie et Claude, followed by going out to join Peter and Marc.

Tomorrow: Meet Iza for shopping in afternoon, dinner at the Montréalais with the family, then to Katacombs with Iza and company.

Sunday: Chocolate fondu games get-together at Julie's. This is the first time I hang out with Julie directly, as opposed to us being invited to the same place, or taking the same class by accident. Julie seems like a cool chick, so this should be full of win.

Sunday night... Who has time for homework? I gotta prepare for my audition on monday!

I'm wearing my first pair of skinny pants and they're squeezing my enormous muscular calves a bit. Ugh. The things we do for fashion.

I'm off to Analysis of Markets class, but not before stopping by La Croissanterie for a croissant.

On another note, I'm strangely addicted to Slipknot's new album, and this song:



THE RECKONING! THE SICKENING! *headbang*

Very Picturesque Dream

The balcony felt as though it was suspended in the air. We couldn't even see all the way down for all the distance. All we saw was the rock facade of the mountain stretching like a wall before us.

Shit. Shit. Shit. It was amazing. I need to do something to make this dream's image come to life...

But no time! Homework, practice, workouts, meetings! Things are picking up!

I can see Russia from my house!

I love love LOVE Tina Fey! (And Sarah Palin, although I also happen to hate her.)

the Mundane

Oh dear God, what is wrong with me?! I dreamed I was hanging out with Sarah Palin last night. I think Bush was there too.

I got another fucking leg cramp. This must be my 6th or something in the past month? Maybe cause I didn't go to the gym yesterday, so my muscles didn't get any stretch. I don't know.

Marketing is so dreadfully boring. I want to sink my teeth into learning XNA and C# but with Tuesday's quiz I know I should finish my reading, then re-read while taking notes.

This weekend will be pretty boring. Aside from meeting my beautiful and brilliant friend Wendy for coffee tonight, I think I'll just get ahead on all my work so that I can play when the sunshine returns.

Feelings are intense, Words are trivial

monies

Paranoid of forgetting:

I owe:
- 88 bucks to Jon
- 26 bucks to Stuart
- 10 bucks to Faraz

Owed to me:
- 150 from Iza

I think that's all.

Split like an Atom

There is too much demand and not enough of my time in supply. What else is new?

I just can't narrow it down to just one project I want to join. They all have their appeal!

Fuuuuuuck!

But I have to. And fast. Until I do, my efforts will be super split and that's just inefficient.

Strangers and Butterflies

Sounds poetic, doesn't it? But it's a Marketing concept. Funny, I see lyrics and music in all I do.

In which direction?

I went to my cottage with my friends this weekend and all the while contemplated which direction to take with my musical endeavours. Do I... stay as the vocalist in my band with Mike, despite the fact that I find it harder and harder to tolerate his complaints?... Or do I throw myself fully into drum-playing, of which I'm just an amateur now, but love love love playing them, and then join Dush, whose music I enjoy, but am not sure it's heavy enough for my taste? Or will I end up back with my original instrument, bass, joining a metalcore band, the type of music which has won my heart over the past 2 months?

It's a tough decision, and until I make it, I'm not sure where to focus my energy.