Ha. My brother is trying to get a website started up for his band. He got me to take some pictures of him for the bio page. Fussy fussy fussy. I think he changed his shirt about three times. He posed with his guitar, his amp, even with a cardboard stand-up of Data (Star Trek) he has. Fuss fuss fuss.

Merry Belated Christmas!

Happy Early New Year!

Help! My goldfish is speaking to me!

Hmm...what do you get when you combine Darcy (Pride and Prejudice - A&E version: "Quick! Rewind to the swimming scene!") and Spike (of Buffy)? Sparcy, of course. Who is currently Monique's binder boy (i.e. pictures of both plastered all over her books). Add Legolas to the mix (which I think she will do, as soon as she sees the movie), and you get "Spargolas." Try saying that three times fast.

Take the "What kind of Squirrel am I Test!"

Dad's office dinner/party tonight. I think I'll just wear a sign that says: "OAC. Applied to Mac, Queen's, Waterloo and Western. English or Com Sci. Career goal unknown. No, not medicine. Yes, that's my brother. Thank you for asking."

Good movie.

Gory. Orc arms and demon bits flying about. But good.

Hobbits. And elves. And Legolas.

Extremely good movie.

Will watch again if I can find some money.

Am broke. Extremely broke. Oh well.

Lorf of the Rings tomorrow! Finally. Was going to try to catch a sneak preview screening at BV Tuesday night, but mom wouldn't let us...is 18 really too young to watch a movie at 10 pm with my 21-year-old brother? Anyway, I just finished reading the first book again. I actually liked it this time around; the first time I read it, it seemed really boring. Meh.

Nine hour shopping marathon yesterday. Fairview in the morning, Eaton Centre in the afternoon with Ming and Mon. Eventually, we went into shoe stores only because they had chairs available. Mmm...Old Navy.

Carol Service at 6.30...very hot basement. Changed into my uniform without even noticing that there were men (teachers and dignified parents) just around the corner. Oh well. Someone gave me a little glow in the dark finger puppet/monster before we sat down. Ended up playing with it all night ("Grr! Argggh!") instead of listening.

Adventures of AccordionGuy in the 21st Century: Highway 7

Too tired to write anything right now. First real day of school since exams. Guh.

Shopping, shopping, shopping. And bubble tea. Actually more like following mom around Fairview Malll for three hours. Well, I got birthday pajamas out of it (they glow in the dark!). I was told that I would wake up in the middle of the night sometime and scare myself silly, but no problems so far. Homing's coming home tomorrow! Yeah ha ha ha. Even out the odds: two parents vs. two kids.

It's finally snowing. Really snowing; like wet snow...perfect for snowballs. Heh heh heh. Heh.

Booyah!

No more exams! Happy-dancing and booty-shaking. Yes, I dance funny (and by myself to boot). But it's a happy day, so I'm a-dancin'. Whoop-dee-doo!

Psst. Let me tell you a secret...

I have a magic locker.

Really! I got to school this morning and it had miraculously sprouted leaves and flowers and a lop-sided bluebird. And everytime I opened it today, there was a present waiting for me! First some raspberry Body Shop stuff (yum), then a piggy bank (monkey bank? Shaped like one), and then one of those spiffy fiberglass lights. It's magic, I tell you!

Of course, it could be because it's my birthday today and none of my friends could find me because of the chem exam, so they left stuff in my locker instead, but that isn't likely. It was magic. I have a magic locker. Nothing more, nothing less.

A deep thought from the:edge:

"Who was the idiot who invented the fork when we've got perfectly good fingers?"

A clarification from Moby:

"So, to clarify, I'm going to a hot, dry, dusty place with sand and rocks, and I'm not going to a land of chocolate and whipped cream."

And a spastic exam panic from me:

"Physics exam in four days! Gaaaa! Ffffftz! Ffftttz! THUNK!"

New Skinny Panda!

New Life on Forbez!

I have clean socks!

It's a happy day.

Huh?

If I were a work of art, I would be Leonardo da Vinci's Mona Lisa. I am extremely popular and widely known. Although unassuming and unpretentious, my enigmatic smile has charmed millions. I am a mystery, able to be appreciated from afar, but ultimately unknowable and thus intriguing. Which work of art would you be? The Art Test

Again, new template. I really should be studying, but I got bored. Another random title image. I wonder how long I can stay with black and white before changing it again? Ho-hum. I starting to miss blue. No, no. Will stick with change. I still need to play around with the font colour. The text is a little too glaring. And bold text looks funny. The thing about Blogger is that it looks completely different after you publish it. Different from a trial template, I mean. The spacing gets all messed up.

Addictive. "Lasers."

E**** are evil. That is all.

University applications. A ha ha ha ha ha ha awww.... Don't you know you're supposed to photocopy the OUAC form, make 5 rough drafts, lightly fill in the real one in pencil, get it proofread by ten teachers, and then fill it in with ink? Or according to guidance you are. Sheesh.

Spiffy! bwg world tour. Hey, he's coming to Toronto! Today (gone already, I'm guessing), and on the 11th (coincidentally my birthday and my chemistry exam). By the looks of it, it's just a stopover. Enjoy Pearson, bwg! Even if you do end up in the terminal with the 70's funkishness (i.e. orange and brown tile motif from, when else, the 70's).

I'm free! Free! No school for two glorious days! Studying, but no school! We're having a surprise birthday party for my aunt tomorrow. Did I mention no more driving classes? "Lang chane! Lang chane! Sticky eye!" Heh heh heh. At robotics right now, but my team has, I don't know, disappeared. So I"m waiting for Ming and whoever else is getting a ride from her to finish. Doo, dee, doo, dee....

Cold and wet and sad.

Cold...because it's November.
Wet...because it's a sopping wet November.
Sad...because my grandma is away for a month. In Hong Kong. :...(

I've been sick for the last couple of days. Not good. Exams in less than two weeks, ISU deadlines looming...and supposedly I'm not eating enough. Bah. I've been eating plenty. The stress from exams is just whittling away at me. Can't talk, must work.

And now for something completely different... New template soon. What can I say? I'm tired of brown. Already. Yeesh.

And speaking of changes: Wow. Purply.

The Webel strikes again. I was sorting through my email when I found an old 'Life' email from Gen. I think she's having trouble with her computer:

"i also managed to burn my cdr drive to some horrible death which is really odd b/c they're pretty hard to destroy without physically smashing it. i know, its a gift."

And later...

"oh ****, i forgot the gratuitious swearing."

DOOM. Exam schedule up. DOOM. Calculus first. DOOM. Physics last. DOOM. Two weeks. DOOM. That is all. DOOM.

Now all I have to do is wait. Until April. Finally finished my university applications! I was scared to write anything on the form at all, because I know I'd make a mistake (and I did...I put the code for Queen's Arts instead of Science. D'oh.) Now I need to work on my Economics and Chem ISUs. And catch up on my sleep. ZZZ.

Home Alone. Just finishied watching Home Alone in the common room. Now I feel all Christmas-y.

Bugger. Got up at 4.45am Sunday, only to find the sky completely overcast with evil, evil clouds. Darn, darn, darn. Supposedly, in downtown Toronto, it was clear though, as well as further north. Why? Why?

Sleep = good. Spent the entire morning working on the school newspaper, the entire afternoon at driving class, and the entire evening typing up articles because I wasn't given a copy on disk. Notice that 'homework' didn't appear on the list. Guess what I'll be doing tomorrow?

Oh, and there's going to be an amazing meteor shower tonight (Leonids). It's the first time I'll be able to see one because it's usually been cloudy. BUT. The best time to view it is at 5 AM. Gak. Sleep....or meteor shower that won't be seen for another 100 hundred years. If I manage to wake up in time, I'll go see it.

Linky link: Moshi Moshi!. Very cute design (chibi people), a group blog, and in French. Check it out.

Blippity blip. The Computer is making funny noises at me. Blip blip blip. Very strange. Stop it! Hssssss!

Be Afraid. I'm really an android...
K.O.B.U.T.A.: Kinetic Obedient Battle and Ultimate Troubleshooting Android
H.O.Y.A.N.: Humanoid Optimized for Yardwork and Accurate Nullification

Link from Tokyo Tales.

Finally! After a week of frantic cramming and hours at a computer, I'm finished my english essay! If it didn't cost so much, I'd toss this baby out the window (the book I mean, not the computer). Good bye Lily Bart! At least I won't have to worry about reading it again until exam time.

Question: Who is Razzly?

Calculus is evil.

Alright Wesley! In case you haven't heard, Wil Wheaton will be returning to TNG. Or at least the next (and last :( ) Star Trak: Next Generation movie. I wonder how they'll bring Wesley back from wherever he went with the Traveller. Spiffy! "WHEEE!" indeed. ^_^

Guuuuuuh... I just spent 4 hours writing an essay about The House of Mirth. That is all. Good night.

Edit: so tired that I forgot to end my underline tag. oops.

Avalon. This mirrors my situation at school so much that it's scary. University? OUAC forms? Next week?!

Speaking of university applications, the guidance counselor made another student cry. The counselor encouraged her at the beginning of the year to apply to as many American universities as she wanted. Today, she told her point blank not to try, that there wasn't any point in applying because her chances of being accepted was "virtually zero." Some guidance. It's been happening for years now, the same person telling people not to apply to Ivy League, Oxford, special programs, etc. because they wouldn't get in.

Nooo~! Extension to the chem assignment. I don't mean the good, don't-hand-it-in-until-friday type. More like a here's-an-extra-ten-problems-have-fun extension. Bugger.

Some memorable quotes.

"Karate is a form of martial arts in which people who have had years and years of training can, using only their hands and feet, make some of the worst movies in the history of the world." -- Dave Barry

"If it's supposed to move and it doesn't, spray with WD-40; if it's not supposed to move and it does, wrap with duct tape; if it's more complicated than this, use a Swiss Army knife."

"There are two types of people in this world: those who think giant steam powered robotic spiders are stupid, and those who don't." -- Bryan F. Theiss

"No sprinkles! For every sprinkle I find, I shall kill you!" -- Evil baby from The Family Guy

"Happy is the man who can laugh at himself, for he will never cease to be amused."

Hey! That's mine! I seem to have a mirror site. Pardon me, but I believe that is my template, image and title. The image is even linked from my Geocities site. And visits to it are recorded in my referrals. I'm a little annoyed because I spent a lot of time on this template (yes, laugh at my pitifully slow HTML skills), but I wrote it all by myself (whoop) with no help, except for colours from htmlgoodies.com. And within ten days, someone steals my code. >:(

Remembrance Day... Lest we forget.

In Flanders' fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place, and in the sky
The larks still bravely singing fly,
Scarce heard amidst the guns below.
We are the dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders' fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe,
To you from falling hands we throw
The Torch - be yours to hold it high;
If ye break faith with us who die.
We shall not sleep though poppies grow
In Flanders' fields.

In Flanders' Fields was written by Lt. Col. John McCrae of Guelph, Canada. Died January 28, 1918 while on active service in France. The wars that he and countless others fought in may be over, but more seem to be on their way. When will there truly be peace?

Driving class tomorrow. Not actually driving...it's the in-class lessons (i.e. nap sessions). 1.45 to 5.55pm. I don't know how I've been staying awake. I've mostly been doing homework during them, because all the info is common knowledge (green means go, red means stop, turn the steering wheel to change direction, getting into car crashes is bad, etc). Only two more to go.

Have you ever noticed... what a funny word 'pantry' is?

Gah...cable modem... I think Dad is willing to get cable or high speed internet now that he's seen all the stuff the Minger has on his computer: Monsters Inc. (bad quality though), all of the episodes of Enterprise that have been aired so far, the Transformers movie (extremely good quality, but over 600 MB), etc. I'm downloading Trigun right now. ^_^

Speaking of Queen's... We're going to go visit my brother at Queen's in about half an hour. Sleeping over at his house. And no, Homing, I'm not staying in the living room with you with, or without earplugs. You snore like a Mack truck in a blender, being flushed down a noisy toilet while coughing like a pig stuck under a fence. You're staying with dad! I can't make it any clearer than that.

University, ho! Visited Guelph, Waterloo and McMaster yesterday. Now I'm scared of going to university. Everyone looked so busy and stressed. Come to think of it, they looked a lot like me and my grad class (grammar?) this term.

Guelph was stinky. Well, it smelled like horse manure the whole time we were there (farming nearby). There was a big poster sale in the main hall (Rei Ayanami poster! Jen bought it. The one with the moon in the background).

Waterloo was stinky. Rotting leaves and all. Lots of Canadian geese and squirrels (or as Jen calls them, "tree rats"). That is all.

McMaster was spiffy. I like the dorms (especially the railing inside the stairwells...keeps students from "falling" during midterms). Apparently, it's tradition to hit on people on university tours. Some guy yelled out a phone number at us from his dorm window. Meg: "Whatever!", to which Dorm Guy yells back, "WHATEVER TO YOU TOO!" Riiiiight.

Oh, and McMaster was stinky, too. I'm thinking Queen's right now.

I ruv DigitalRice! Alright! I just got my activation email! No more pop-ups! Wa ha ha ha ha! See the old website (minus the title picture) here: http://kobuta.digitalrice.com. Will be moving in soon, but I think I have to upload all my image files again.

As usual, the bwg reminds us of the good things in life:sleep of the innocent. And I've thought about this, too. What would Hong Kong, or even China, be like today, if there had been no outside influence?

Pictures. Came back from church today, only to find that the backyard had...vanished. Well, half of it was completely covered with a 6 inch layer of maple leaves. So, naturally, I took some pictures. And tried to get my grandma to jump in the huge pile that we swept up. And lugged the patio table into the basement (downstairs). Here they are:

One of the four maple trees in the backyard.
Same tree, but with the sun out. Rickety birdhouse.
Other side of the backyard. Pretty trees! ^_^

Car accident. We (Ming, Alli, Mon&Mon and I) were on our way back from a charity lunch at another school in Ming's car, when blue Honda rear-ended us. It was by accident of course, and there wasn't much damage (a little scratch on the bumper), but Ming was really shaken. My neck still aches a little and I got a headache (partly due to the crappy rainy weather). The thing is, it was only a little bump, but the impact snapped my head forward (it HURT)... So imagine the force of a big car crash on a highway, for example. Eep.

Here goes... Uploading new template now. I figured I should give blue a break, and think of something different. I've discovered that I like brown and beige...in small doses. Need to play around with the sidebar a bit. Please work, please work, please work...

Pretty Songs...
Nadeisco - Just Only You Know
Fancy La La - Transparence
CLAMP Campus Detectives - Bokura no Rekishi

Oooo... Have discovered Live365. Must listen. Must download "Last Impression" from Gundam Wing. Who needs food? Sleep is overrated. ^_^

Aww...kawaii. Temporary Hallowe'en template at usr/girl/punkin, formerly known as usr/bin/girl. Go check it out. And speaking of Hallowe'en, the school had the annual pumpkin carving contest today. Ours (grads) was a pumpkin....barfing into a toilet. Hmm... not very cheerful.

Perhaps a lamp. I have about 8 hours to decide what to dress up as for tomorrow. I would just go in grubs, but The Almighty Girv might make me change into my uniform, because I wouldn't really be dressed up as anything. Must think...

Ah...the bliss that is a pop-up ad free webpage. I can't wait for digitalrice to go back up again. The geocities ad, though small, is irritating. And the big camera ad always, always, always comes up. Argh! New template would be done by now, if I could only find a good picture for the title. Ah well.

Found! If you haven't watched Finding Forrester yet...well, watch it. It's good. I really like Sean Connery's apartment in the movie. ^_^ Very cosey.

I AM 35% GEEK.

"I probably work in computers, or a history deptartment at a college. I never really fit in with the "normal" crowd. But I have friends, and this is a good thing. Take the GEEK Test at Fuali.com!"

Actually, I'm still in high school and don't work yet, but the rest of it is true...

The following is an excerpt from an editorial letter from The Toronto Star. Cannot even describe how much this, well, annoys me (it angered me too, but I waited until I calmed down a bit until I wrote this). Basically, the newspaper published photographs of young children who were injured in the U.S. bombing of Afghanistan on the front page yesterday. Today, some numbnuts wrote the following which was published in the 'letters to the editor' section.

"What are you trying to do — shore up sympathy for those people over there in that country? Are you trying to put those Afghan civilians in the same category as the victims of the senseless violence of Sept. 11? That's ludicrous. Those kids are probably going to grow up to be so many more terrorist, fundamentalist extremists anyway, better to do away with 'em now. If we start sympathizing with those people then where would that leave us? ..... Might is right, and if the U.S. of A. says we should bomb 'em, then we should. This is no time for dissent and so-called "critical thinking," we're trying to protect our democracy.

Right. So as a Chinese Canadian teenager living in the city of Toronto, I will most definitely grow up to be a drug addict? Or a loud, rude Chinese woman, who spits on the floor and picks her teeth on the bus? Or maybe I will become a "fundamentalist, extremist" Protestant. Gotcha. I guess I can forget my plans for university. Heck, I might as well even quit high school. Why bother? "Better to do away with 'em now", right? (end sarcasm here).

Honestly, it boggles the mind. I can't believe that anyone could write such a callous, unfeeling... ignorant letter. But now that I think about it, there are probably more letters like that, since the Toronto Star only published one. Now that's a little scary.

w00t~! 500 hits. Whoop dee doo.

Grad Photos. Today. Am red and frizzy (and blotchy). Oh well. It's not like I'll look any better if I re-schedule for tomorrow. I don't care about my picture, as long as I can get one from all my friends.

Hee hee hee.

Skkkknnnxxx... *sound of Dagwood snoring*. I guess it's a good thing that that was my first dance. If I had gone to all the other ones, I would have been bored out of my mind. Music was mainly hip hop or dance, both of which I can only take in small doses. Although there was a period when the DJ played spiffy late 80's/early 90's songs: Vanilla Ice ^_^, Cindy Lauper, Blur, etc.

It was fun seeing all the grads dressed up as "rock" stars (actually mostly pop stars). Heggs, (my fellow Horrible Music Basher), Alli and Kathleen were Josie and the Pussycats. Monique, Ainsle and Anya dressed up as three, uh, hoes, minus a pimp, (there to service the stars, of course). I wore my Bon Jovi bandana (just to show people some real rock stars ^_^), but it was eventually decided that I was groupie/rabid fangirl. But the best dressed girls were, hands down, the two 80's groupies, complete with layers of tights and flouncy clothing, big hoop earrings, garish blue/green make-up and funky hair. I'm not even going to mention what some of the grade 9's wore (mostly painted on by the looks of it).

Rock star. SCS dance tomorrow (theme: Rock Star). I promised my friends that I would go this year, but I'm not sure it's worth the $10 ticket. I don't enjoy dancing, I won't know half the people there, and the music probably won't really appeal to me either. Plus it means I'll have to skip Agape for the fourth time in six weeks.

Happy 75th Birthday Pooh! Or, "HIPY PAPY BTHUTHDTH THUTHDA BTHUTHDY!" To Pooh, Piglet, Tigger, Rabbit, Owl (WOL), Eeyore, Kanga, Roo, Trespassers Will and Poohsticks. I found a great Pooh site while looking for piccies: Just Pooh. Or click on the image below (incidentally, from just-pooh.com as well ^_^).

Thank you BlogBack. ^_^ Spiffy. Still playing with the colours (which doesn't seem to want to change to blue...). Heh, I know no really reads this, but it's my journal and I've always wanted a cool comment function. Whoop!

Ahahaha... Data? At least he didn't get The Iron Giant (A Big Hunk Of Metal Love). It just doesn't sound right for a girl.

Oh, and here's a spiffy entry by Wil about some of his experiences with TNG: Life in the so-called Space Age.

Asian Barbie?. Link from aiyah.net. Here's what Winne, (a.k.a. Aiyah-chick) has to say:

"I actually have a few more ideas for them. I think there should be a mahjong doll with three other cohorts to round out a full table of mahjong players. They can have little mj tiles in a mj case and small chips as money to use. It should naturally come with the table with a smooth top so that the tiles can flow on top of it. The dolls should come squeak out "pong!" and other mj exclamations when squeezed. And don't forget the servant doll who should fetch them tea and snacks while they're playing."

Heh. How about a little sister version (like Skipper and Barbie) named Ming? Two acre bangs, lop-sided pigtails, a piano/viola music book in one hand, and a science textbook in the other?"

Grr...arrr..Part II. My headache is back with a vengeance. Welp, I'm going home to rub my head and work on the CLementimes until my eyes fall out.

Can't talk. Watching Survivor. Should eat. Oh well.

Grr...arrr... Imagine the monster guy at the end of Buffy. I come to school this morning and it's full of-- of-- people! In weird uniforms! And funny looking boys in kilts! SCS had the Prefect Breakfast this morning. Not only is the school filled with people (who are probably laughing at our carpeted gym or pink lockers), the lunchroom is filled with delicious, forbidden food! Grr...arr...

My Theme Song: Walking On Sunshine

"Your upbeat approach to life makes "Walking on Sunshine" the perfect anthem for you. We can see you dancing down the vegetable isle with your grocery cart, smiling at all the checkout clerks. We sure hope you've had your Wheaties to keep up with your perky pace all day long. This happy, horn-driven tune carries you to work every day. And even in those brief lapses when you're not fully on your game, "Walking On Sunshine" seems to put things in perspective and get you back to your super groove. "And don't it feel good?" Who cares that this tune was a one-hit wonder for Katrina and the Waves? Even that quality matches your one-of-a-kindness. You're walkin' on sunshine and spreading it wherever you go."

There's a profile of Utada Hikaru at Time "music goes global" (wasn't it always global?) section: Diva On Campus. It's funny how they compare her to Britney Spears (around the same age, bothe huge stars)... but I don't think Britney is considering neuroscience as her future career area.

An article about cantopop as well: Cantopop Kingdom. Andy Lau is 40?!

Shiny... Yearbooks last friday! After slaving over the grad section last year, I couldn't wait to see it. Shiny new plexiglass covers. Surprisingly, I was in quite a few pictures. Huh. And as usual, I look like a troll in most of them. :)

A Child's Mind
A little boy was in a relative's wedding. As he was coming down the aisle he would take two steps, stop, and turn to the crowd (alternating between bride's side and groom's side). While facing the crowd, he would put his hands up like claws and roar loudly.

So it went, step, step, ROAR, step, step, ROAR all the way down the aisle. As you can imagine, the crowd was near tears from laughing so hard by the time he reached the front. The little boy, however, was getting more and more distressed from all the laughing, and was near tears by the time he reached the pulpit. When asked what he was doing, the child sniffed and said, "I was just being the Ring Bear!"

Dooom...DOOOOOM! School tomorrow. And yes, today is Thanksgiving. Whoop-dee-doo. (Psst: in Canada, turkey day is about two months earlier than in the U.S. As it well should be ^_^).

New Comic! Well, not really new, but I forgot to check it all summer. As If.

t says: YAY we get yearbooks tomorrow! they are the best! I secretly wish that it won't rain (but it will) so i can skip field day and laugh at everyone else!! ahahahah!! you know, i don't even own any green cuz i look horrible in it!!! so what good is it dressing like the lucky charms guy!!! oh you know who that reminds me of? that guy in austin powers!! i don't remember his name though...

Umm...Riiiiight... (Yes, I mock thee!)

Mmmm... Dinner... Forget homework!

No QuizNet today. Too sick to go. Or at least, feeling to much like roadkill to go. I guess they'll have to find another typist.

Owwwiee... I've had a constant headache for the past two days. It doesn't help that this week is chock ful of tests and assignments. I mentioned it to Ming and she told me about a new virus related to meningitis that causes headaches. Great... I'll go off and be paranoid and neurotic for a couple of days now.

Calculus. Is. Evil. Eeeeeviiiiiil....

Just so you know... The current episode of Megatokyo is hilarious! Just looking at the first and last panels wil make you laugh your head off.

Pretty wedding. Flowers, lace, more flowers, more lace. My cousin looked so happy (see: grin plastered on face). Looooooong dinner. Around 4 hours (gak!). My brother caught the garter belt (Ha!). I froze to death (air conditioning in October is pointless). Mmmm... good food. Sorry if this all seems a little unemotional. The last time I had a conversation with my cousin was three years ago, about Terry Brooks books and Star Trek.

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival! I think it's today. Go look at the moon and you'll be, like, "Wooo...it's BIG...!" Said that to my friend and she gave me a funny look. Feh. I heard that in Chinatown, there'll be a 2000 lb mooncake. Hee hee hee... FEED ME!

My cousin's wedding is in... exactly 24 hours. The Minger is coming home for the weekend (Yoop!). Heh...my grandma is so excited; first grandchild to get married. Mweh heh heh...heh... lai see...

I'm hooked. Neopets.com has me. It all started innocently enough. I was watching Heggs play with her pet, when it struck me... "K-k-k-kawaii!" (see: Miyazawa and Tsubasa). So I registered and now I have a cute blue Shoyru, temporarily named Puuchu. Isn't he cute?

Freedom!... for an afternoon. I have a double last spare! Booyah! I'm going home. Seeya, suckers!

Enterprise! Watched the premiere of the new Star Trek series last night. Really good...except for Little Wooden Boy a.k.a. Captain Archer. Dull as tombs. Monotone, blah, blah, blah...

Welp. Goku is dead again. Eh. How many times is that? Twelve? Sixteen? Forty two? Like a cockroach that you squash, but it pops back into 3 - dimensional existence again. And again and again...

Wattack! I smash! The computer crashed yesterday morning. My dad almost freaked when the antivirus program popped up and told him there was a virus. He had to delete some vital files and reload Windows to fix it. MP3s! My precious MP3s are okay! Booyah! Whoever sent it to us is on my Wattack list. Hiyah!

Rumble rumble... I feel the stirring of an approaching template change. I've been averaging one major site overhaul every two months so far. And jus a reminder that a guestbook is for signing.

Eep! Today during assembly, one of the teachers told us that three grade sevens where being followed while walking to the subway station. The guy was crouched behind a car and taking pictures of them. He ran away when he noticed that they had noticed him. A couple of minutes later, they saw him again. They ducked into a nearby store to lose him. He was later seen taking pictures of other girls from our school walking on the same route. Scary scary scary because the majority of people at my school walk home/walk to the subway....

Whew! I'm done the sonnet. True to my word, I scrapped the first three that I started. But it's done (very sappy and mushy) but not too bad. Booyah! Take that evil-anti-sonnet-writing-forces! Now to tackle the evil-physics-homework Elves... Take that! *WHAP!*

Netscape. I finally thought to look at this page from Netscape. Oh my... it's...interesting. Just so everyone knows... Site best viewed with IE 4.0 or higher

Tee hee! Pocket Bishonen. They can run, but they can't hide... ^_^. Although I don't think Ikari Gendou, Allen Schezar, Dilandau and Krillen could be possibly considered bishonen.

RAAR! Giant-Hoyan-Monster smash poetry! Raar!! The sonnet-writing is not proceeding very well. Sonnet No. 1 was too morbid, Sonnet No. 2 is too....bad.

Poetry... I have a day to write a 'highly conventional sonnet on the topic of love/death/poetry as an art form/time/changes in either the Shakespearian or Italian style.' Okie-day. No problem. I'll just sit here and stew for a couple of hours. Then I will frantically write several lines, re-read them, trash them, and bang my head against the desk until I am purple. After that, at approximately 1 am, I will finally sheepishly scrawl something in my notebook, which I will presume to call a poem the next day in English class. Peasy as ie.

Mar har. Ontario University Fair today. We're going at lunch, therefore, I miss chemistry class. Lucky! BUT. Physics test in the morning. Joy!

Very noooo~! It's the last day of summer/first day of fall. Farewell teva's! Hello boots...*sullen*

Visitor! My mom's friend from HK is visiting Toronto. Well, only for about 10 hours or so. She was in Boston, helping her daughter move into her dorm (at MIT!) when the terrorists attacks happened. She was worried about flying from Boston to L.A. (?) to HK, so she's flying up to Toronto, then to... to somewhere on the west coast, and then to HK. I think we're going out for dinner tonight, which isn't all that good, because I have to work (Quiznet tonight! Go useless knowledge!)

Heh. Moby is funny:

"Hi. I just got back from my crazy insane debauched night of post-vma celebration...Actually after the awards I went to a restaurant and had a bowl of spaghetti (penne, actually) with my friend Damian. Then we went to a quiet party and now I'm home. Sober as a churchmouse. I guess it's just another example of something that I need to learn how to do in rock-star school...

Lesson #47: Real rock-stars do not go off to eat spaghetti after winning a prestigious award.
Lesson #48: Real rock-stars do not sleep alone after winning the aforementioned prestigious award.

Like I said, I've got some learning to do regarding my rock-stardom... But the penne was really tasty. With garlic and basil. I'm getting hungry again..."

Goodbye Tickle Trunk... "Ernie Coombs, TV's Mr. Dressup, dies at 73." Mr. Dress-up was, and still is, my favourite kid's show. I remember wanting a dog because Finnegan was so cute. Drawing became my favourite hobby because Mr. Dress-Up did it, too. I remember the simple crafts made of old egg cartons, some felt and a couple of toilet paprt rolls. This may sound a little cheesy, but he made me want to have a grandpa (both of mine died many years ago) that was just like him. Condolences to his family, and thank you for being such a great friend to kids everywhere.

Sweet! October 6, 2001.

Argh! Today is not a good day. I purposely went to bed at 10.30 last night in a pathetic attempt to actually get enought sleep for once. Unfortunately, I didn't fall asleep until about 1 am, and woke up again at 4.30 am. Missed my alarm and had a frenzied 15 minutes to wash, get dressed, make my lunch, have breakfast, take out the trash and go back and put my forgotten lunch into my backpack. I get to school with 2 minutes to change into my uniform. Test in chem, essay in English. Just peachy.

Finally. Bush denounces hate crimes.

Weird search engine referral. Possibly the weirdest I've had yet: "FAN boys +English -comic -comics". All I can say is.....huh? And why did my page come up in the search results? I think I mentioned fanboys once many months ago. And now that I've mentioned them again, I'll probably show up in more searches for them. Dang. So I guess I shoud mention all the things I want to be found for, eh? Non sequitur, hoyan, kobuta, blog, weblog, and radioactive tribble, among other things. ^_^

We ruv you, Mr. Dress-up! Ernie Coombs, otherwise known as Mr. Dress-up, has suffered a stroke. :..( I hope he'll be okay.

Amen to that.

And on another note... passed 400 visits to this page. Whoop-de-doo. I haven't felt very enthusiatic about anything lately. Bubble-less. Maybe it's because of what happened last week. Or because school started. Or the fact that it's slowly getting colder and I know in my bones that summer is going to end some time or another. Darn Smarch weather...

Wow. We watched the first 7 tapes of Evangelion, Dragonhalf, lots of MuchMusic, and some Saturday morning cartoons. Yes, we have lives. Nestea consumption: 4 cans. At 7 p.m., we all went out to J's front yard and lit a candle on the unfinished stonework by her driveway in memory of all those who lost their lives this past week.

I haven't had time to read the paper yet today, but it appears M. Bush is getting ready to attack Afghanistan to flush out the people who planned the terrorist attacks. I think Wil Wheaton (Wesley Crusher...le sigh... ^_^) sums it up quite well:

"Here's my number one fear: I fear that Bush (who disgusts me, so just know that, and save your flames for someone who cares) will see this as an opportunity to look "Presidential", and bomb "Them" back to the stone age, and figure out who "They" are later. Sure, I think that we should find out who did this, and deal with them...but I fear the way it's going to be handled."

Annie May Partee! Let's see if I can withstand the effects of 10 hours of anime, with my only source of nourishment being cans upon cans of Nestea and a tin full of choco-biscuit-cigars.

Ho-hum. In the most recent poll at Asian Avenue, the following question was asked: How should the United States respond to the terrorist attacks of September 11th?

Of the 8000+ responses...
- 38% voted to "find the terrorists and then bomb them and their countries"
- 34% voted to "find the terrorists and carry out surgical military strikes against them only."
- 15% voted to "find the terrorists, capture them and try them in US courts."
- 13% voted to "work peacefully to resolve the overall Mid-East crisis"

I guess we really do want peace, don't we?

So tired...

...

...zzzz...

...

This will only make it worse. In the face of the tragic events this week, many people are openly expressing their anger towards Muslims or people of Middle Eastern descent. I've heard about mosques being vandalized, people being harassed on the streets, even an anti-Arab parade or sorts in Texas. Is it really that hard to understand that these people are innocent? Many of them grew up in America or consider themselves as much an American as anybody else. Have you read Jish's post today? Make sure you send him an encouraging word.

Inhumanity

I would like to quote from the poet Robert Burns, from 200 years ago.

And Man, whose heav'n-erected face
The smiles of love adorn,
Man's inhumanity to man
Makes countless thousands mourn!

It seems we still haven't learned.

~ an editorial letter to the Toronto Star.

Oh my gosh. I just found out my cousin's school is within a mile of the WTC. This whole time I thought her university campus was outside of New York, or at least, not in Manhatten.

She just emailed us and told us that all classes have been cancelled, all stores (except supermarkets and some internet cafes) are closed. Apparently some of the buildings (dorms?) are right next to the WTC and all the students who were staying there are now camped out in the indoor basketball courts. Luckily, her building wasn't evacuated, and she's okay.

It's scary. This strikes so close to home.

Jish Coverage

Kindness, bravery amid the horror

Red Cross Disaster Relief Fund

PayPal Donations to the Red Cross

To give blood: 1 800 GIVE-LIFE (US) or 1 888 2-DONATE (Canada)

Some 200 firefighters are missing and presumed dead.

I think I'm going to go off and cry now.

Please remember the rescue workers in your prayers as well.

Oh help. I can't believe this has happened. And today is the UN's International Day Of Peace. Hijacked Planes Destroy Twin Towers, Burn Pentagon. I can't even begin to imagine the loss of life. What kind of sick bastards would do something like this? It's just...I can't describe the feeling. Heard about it on the radio at school today. Please pray for the victims and their families and friends. My cousin is in New York, too. She probably wouldn't have been near the Trade Center, but I'm still worried.

Sign my guestbook. Or I will eat you. :)

Search engine referrals:

"esthero mp3"
"hyperphonics"
"kids pleather pants"
"kim stockwood lyrics"
"drop of jupiter download"
"that dog has a poofy tail"
"trading my sorrows lyrics"
"lillian chan" (http://www.lillianchan.com)
"internet cafe san fran fishermans wharf" (there is one there. I didn't have time to go when I was in San Fran though.)

Mosquitos and black flies and bear(s), oh my! Have been back from trip for a week now, but have been too busy to write about it (mumbleSchoolmumble). The whole "I'm going to keep a daily journal and write in it religiously and record every single event thereby preserving it's memory forever and ever" plan didn't work. For one thing, was too busy and tired to even remember that the thang even existed. I did write in it for the middle 4 days, but then forgot.

After spending a day travelling (Toronto to Seattle, wait 3 hours, Seattle to Juneau), we arrived in the capital of Alaska. Very cold. And wet. And...small? We only spent a day there, so I can't say much. Briefing session at night, met all the other people on the trip and the trip leader. Most people were American, one other family from T.O. and a very spiffy lady from England (Baw-th, not Bah-th).

Left the next day. We were flown in a tiny, wobbly, woozyness-inducing 8 person plane to a little airstrip. Ate sandwhiches in the rain.

To be continued. I have to eat dinner now.

Happy 1st Anniversary! Today marks my one year anniversary of blogging. Huzzah!

Noooooooooooo~!!! Well, school has started again. As strange as it sounds (to me), I'm a grad, an OAC. We got our grad sweatshirts today (baby blue, navy lettering: "And then there were none."). For the first time, our class got to sit on the exalted Bench at the back of the gym during assembly. Mar har har. But since our grad class is atypically, indecently large (for our school), we can all barely fit in one line. Oh well. We get our gold belts tomorrow! Tra la la!

Am back. Am tired. Am dirty. Am thoroughly sick of mosquitos and rain. Will write more tomorrow.

Hooray!  

We're off! Tomorrow, actually. 10 days of camping and rafting. I'll be back around the first (if I survive) with updates. I'm going to try to keep a daily journal...might type it up and post it all. Seeya soon!

Well, two days until (Dad's) big camping trip in (freezing cold) Northern B.C. (with many unfriendly bears, squirrels, various forest animals with sharp teeth).

I expect I'll get a lot of weird search engine referrals for just posting this, but it's too funny not to share (as the bwg has done...that's where I got the link). And now, The B'rynn's Penis Trilogy. No, it's not dirty or gross. Think kiddy cute.

It's my crack.

I've found a new addiction. So far, I can't along without Pocky, iced tea, Hong Kong style tea, tofu...and now, bubble tea. Anyone who has been a Chinese or Asian mall has probably seen stores or cafes with bubble tea as their main product. Basically, bubble tea consists of black or green tea, with or without milk and/or a yummy flavouring. And little gummy tapioca balls (a.k.a. pearls, boba). There's a recipe for it at the TenRen website, here. Mmm....tapiOca...

New mp3's:
Cake - Short Skirt/Long Jacket
Ronan Keating - Lovin' Each Day
Kenshin Theme
Sharon Apple - Pulse
Sharon Apple - Information High
Gorillaz - Clint Eastwood
Gorillaz - 19/2000
3 Doors Down - Be Like That
Big Wreck - Inhale
Something by Hikaru Utada.

I got a phone call from my dad yesterday, halfway through my volunteering session at the hospital...

Dad: Hey...I can come pick you up today.

Me: Okay. *feels v lucky as is extremely hot outside and am sick of inefficient TTC service*

Dad: We'll go to Pacific for lunch and then I'll bring you to the doctor.

Me: Wait, what doctor? Why?

Dad: For your tetanus shot.

Me: *massive face fault*

Ugh. Hit a new high today: 40 degrees Celsius. 45 with the humidex. And it still hasn't rained yet! Raar! Hand me a Fudgsicle and some iced tea. I'll see you in about a week, when it gets cool enough to come up from the basement.

Wow. Scott McNeill sure gets around. I was looking at the CN Anime/Sci Fi Expo/Comic Con website and found him on the guest list. The guy has done voices for tons of animated series, including characters such as Rattrap (cheering) and Waspinator (more cheering) from Beast Machines, the original Piccolo from DBZ, and Duo Maxwell in Gundam Wing (not much to say here. I'm not particularly fond of the GW dubbing. Heck, I'm not fond of any English dubbing I've hear so far). He's also done voices for Reboot, the Escaflowne dub (twitching here), Mummies Alive and...G.I. Joe?

I just find it really strange, because now that I think about it, I can recognize his voice in so many of those series. And yes, I watch all, (or at least most of), those shows. Embrace the toon!

Other guests at the con include: William "The Paunch" Shatner, James Doohan, Peter Mayhew (a.k.a. Chewie), Ethan Philips (Neelix), Yumi Touma (Japanese voice actress for Ah! Megami-sama!, Lodoss and Fushigi Yuugi), and a plethora of voice actors of anime dubs (...). There will also be lots of comic book artists and writers that I've never heard of because I don't read comic books. Check out the websites here. The event is at the Metro Convention Centre, from August 24 to 26.

Sucks, though. I won't be in town that weekend. But now I know what I'm missing. :)

I'll have a large order of smog with a side of aphids.

It's been a strange summer in Toronto (weatherwise). There have been more smog alerts than I can count and for the past couple of weeks, the average temperature has been hovering above 30 celsius. And no rain. The result is that whenever I venture outside (I'm turning into a girl-shaped piece of tofu) a wave of hot, sticky, soggy air slams into me. The usual result is that I'm swept back indoors towards the closest a/c vent.

To top it all off, a cloud of aphids has descended on certain areas of downtown T.O. Yesterday it was so bad that it obscured most of the Blue Jays game at the Skydome. Which wasn't such a bad thing, since they lost. Hey...no great loss without some small gain, right?

Oh help. Please...say it isn't so.

Stuff to do:
- pick up library books on hold (2)
- return overdue books (8)
- mail in overdue school forms (many)
- pack for camping trip
- track down missing CDs (3)
- track down missing CD cases (4...?)
- get together with previously absent friends (3)
- see more summer movies (?)

Damn, damn, damn!

"Ranma 1/2 Gets Theatrical Treatment -- This weekend Sony's Metreon's Action Theater in San Francisco, California will theatrically screen "The Best of Ranma," seven TV episodes culled from the upcoming limited edition Viz VHS boxed set. The screenings are free, and begin at 6 PM tonight, and Saturday and Sunday." (AnimeNation)

Why not a month earlier? Raaar!!

Carter: "Wait here. I'll be right back. Do you understand?"

HK Taxi Driver: "Oh! Of course I understand! Chi seen-ah!" VROOOM!

Heh. Rush Hour 2 is better than the first installment. Especially if you speak Cantonese. "Hang hoi ah, Kobe!" Heh heh heh.

Yes! Quitting in about a week or two. Booyah!

Stagnation. I am SO sick of my job. Don't get me wrong. I don't mind having a job. I don't mind working. But when you're stuck memorizing codes for three weeks straight, doing nothing but standing around in the produce aisles trying not to get into anyone's way, it's simply a waste of time. Even though I'm getting paid for it, it isn't worth the money. Occasionally, you help the cashiers bag for the customers, but other than that, there is no actual work being done. I understand that it's all part of the preparation for putting us on the machines, but at least give us something to do. Since school is starting soon, I'll probably have to quit. By the time I get home, I have 15 minutes to eat dinner, get changed, and walk the 10 minute walk to the store. This is also my graduating year, and I have to do well or I'm toast when it comes to university. I feel like I'm slowly....slowly...rotting....away...zzz...

My godmother and godfather are coming to visit Toronto with their son in about a week. Howay! Howay! 'Way! 'Way! Howay!

Goofy grin. Good concert. July 17th. One Wild Night Tour. Molson Amp. Apart from the fact that Jon and Co. were mere specks on stage, and that several people around us were smoking pot, it was a great show. Lots of old songs, from older records: Lay Your Hands On Me, I'll Be There For You, Prayer, etc. I forget the order. Darn darn darn. Other songs played: Captain Crash, One Wild Night (of course), It's My Life, Just Older (mid-life crisis song!), Bed Of Roses (le sigh...), Dead or Alive, Wild in the Streets, You Give Love A Bad Name, Bad Medicine, Keep the Faith, I Got the Girl, and-- and...I forget what else. I'm sure my brother remembers.

According to said brother, their fashion sense has improved. No white "lab coat" for Richie this time. Dave seems to have a penchant for sparkly-type shirts. Tico looked spiffy, as ever. And as for Jon... I don't know what was better, the sexy pleather suit and cowboy hat or the spiffy Sopranos baseball shirt and rainbow coloured toque. Tough decision. He's a sweet talker, that one. After dancing with a Toronto lass during 'Bed of Roses': "Are all the girls in Canada this sweet?" Tee hee. And no, I am not smitten. ^_^

Another downer: most of the songs sounded exactly the same as on the CD's. The Toronto Star review complained that it was emotionally one-dimensional and that no one recognized the songs until the chorus came up. Stoopid man. If you actually listened to the albums before you went you would have recognized them.

Encore: Out comes the toque. I actually like the encore better than the concert (well, almost). Songs: Twist and Shout :), that spiffy Tequila song and Someday I'll Be Saturday Night. Hee hee. Incidentally, that's my current favourite (Bon Jovi) song, so I was happy.

And the best part is, apparently they're working on another new album, which means another tour... hee hee hee. Can't wait.

T minus 5 hours 'til concert...

Countdown to Bon Jovi Concert: 1 day. BOOYAH!

Countdown to Bon Jovi Concert: 2 days. Booyah!

Countdown to Bon Jovi Concert: 3 days. Booyah!

I've been listening to all of my brother's Bon Jovi CD's to prep myself. ^_^ I used to listen to them all the time (kind of a run-off effect of my brother's manic fandom), but I've forgotten most of the songs. Must... absorb... 80's... music...

"you know that little voice in your head that says maybe you shouldn't start a plumbing job because maybe you don't know what the hell you are doing and you might end up with a much larger problem than the one you started with? you know that voice? well, maybe you should listen to it." - ex machina.

Countdown to Bon Jovi Concert: 4 days. Booyah!

Links...Mr. Cook | Penguin Panic (from usr/bin/girl) |  

Countdown to Bon Jovi Concert: 5 days. Booyah!

I say again: My Brain Hurts. Welp...I've started working at the supermarket. And I never, EVER want to see another apple again. All the new casheir trainees have to memorize the codes for all the produce. And there's an awful lot. I mean, 10 varieties of apples, oranges, cheeries, grapes, plums, etc., etc., etc. I feel like I'm back in school, cramming for an exam or something.

What was really funny was at a meeting a couple days earlier (Orientation), all the new employees were sitting at a table, waiting for the woman who was training us to come back from the washroom, when a bout of dirty language comes pouring into the hallway.

"...you don't know anything, b****, so shut your mouth!" (talking to a guy)
"I'm not your b****!"

And so on and so forth. All of a sudden, silence reigns and someone whispers, "Hey, dude...orientation!" to which a loud voice replies, "Damn! Orientation? Why didn't anyone tell me there was orientation going on!"

Aha. Ahahahahaha.

I'm on a roll, baby! A week ago, I was unemployed and at a loss as to what I was going to be doing for the rest of the summer. And all of a sudden, BANG! I get a call from Longo's. Cashier job...okay, it's at night and only three nights a week, but it's still a job! That same day, I get a call from the hospital. It turns out they actually do need volunteers. And today I got a call from the art teacher at a daycamp, so I'll be volunteering there as well. Sw33t!

I found another Hoyan! And the third character of her chinese name is the same as mine! Spiffy cool.

Darn. No flying cows. Well, yesterday there was a severe thunderstorm warning in effect for most of southern Ontario, as well as a tornado warning in effect for areas just north of Toronto. So come 6 pm, the wind starts to pick up, a little thunder, a spattering of rain and...the sun comes out. Not a puddle on the ground. Bah! So much for a thunderstorm, much less a tornado.

Links...wannabe weblog | bluelucidity | CSS school | bluetterfly | other sides

Breakfast Club. I love 80's movies. Especially this one. The Breakfast Club was on CItyTV today. Watched it during lunch. I like the way it dissects the whole high-school clique system.

Dear Mr. Vernon,

We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it is we did wrong.

But we think you're crazy for making us write an essay telling you who we think we are.

You see us as you want to see us...in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions.

But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain...an athlete...a basketcase...a princess...and a criminal.

Does that answer your question?

Sincerely yours, The Breakfast Club.

Fan service, hooo! I saw Tombraider today. Not bad. A little cheesy. Cool fights. But some (many) scenes felt like they were there to simply please the fans. Examples, Lara's shower, that pseudo-bungee-jumping-in-pyjamas...but I guess the entire movie was for the fans. Yeesh.

Happy Canada Day!!

Celebrated Canada's 134th birthday by sleeping in, watching Unbreakable, eating lots of cake-mix cake, and laughing hysterically at Rick Mercer's "Talking to Americans" (This Hour Has 22 Minutes Special). Incase you don't know, the show is a part of a Canadian comedy television show. Rick Mercer approaches Americans in various cities, telling them rediculous things about Canada. Here are some highlights:

"Congratulations, Canada, on making Beaver Balls your national dish!"

"Did you hear? Our Prime Minister, Tim Horton, just got a double-double."

"(Canadian) Prime Minister Jean Poutine, who said that he wouldn't endorse any candidate, said that you look like the man who should lead the free world into the 21st century. So what do you think about that? How is his endorsement?"

Dubya's response: "I appreciate his strong statement. He understands, I believe, in free trade. He understands I want to make sure our relations with our most important nation, our neighbours to the north, the Canadians, is strong, and we'll work closely together."

"Congratulations Canada, our Eskimo neighbours to the South, on your new Mount Mulroneyuk."

"Congratulations Canada on preserving your national igloo."

Triple H! Hot. Hazy. Humid. It hit 32 degrees Celcius yesterday. For Americans, that's about 100 F (100 something F?). In any case, it's pretty darn hot. I'm staying at my aunts house for a couple of days because my parents are going out of town. They have a webcam sitting on top of the monitor I'm using now. Sorely tempted to see how it works, but am afraid I'll break something (which I probably will).

Mmm...street meat... Went to Costco's today with my aunt, my mom and my two cousins. Strange family outing. The building looks like an old abandoned warehouse that was spraypainted a geriatric white and hosed down to get rid of the chalk outlines. Inside, it's essentially a mall with all the mannequins and plastic plants removed. Or a Home Depot store stuffed full of clothes, food and various other things instead of circular saws and 2 by 4's.

We actually had lunch there too. My cousins, 12 and 10, are going through that "I-love-fast-food-feed-me-Mickey-D's" stage and insisted on eating at the little canteen type place in the store. So. we all had hot dog's for lunch. Hence the street meat title.

We must have spent an half an hour digging through piles and piles of clothing, left behind by hordes of mostly middle-aged women pulling wheelies around the store after they had found $10.99 sweaters for their husbands' birthday presents. But the clothes were alright, the same quality as you would find in other, more expensive stores.

The whole time we were there, all I could think about was the old Adam comic strips, with Adam driving home with a huge bottle of maple syrup strapped to the roof of his minivan. Hee hee hee...not too far from the truth.

Heh. Coffee?

WARNING: Whining ahead. Why is it so hot? This is TORONTO, not Miami. This summer has been unusually warm from the very beginning. I think it hit 30 C way back in May, and now Mother Nature is doing it again. This entire week has been comprised of alternately flopping around by the a/c, consuming massive amounts of ice cream, and trying to ignore the humidity while reading Pern books. Ah, the icy coldness of between.

I'm baaaaaa-aaaack...Well San Fran was fun. I have so many impressions and experiences that it's impossible to describe them all. Cable cars are fun. I want them in Toronto. The fare is too expensive, though. US $2 for a one way trip! Sheesh. Fisherman's Wharf was very fishy, cold and toursity. My mom and I went on a boat tour of the Bay. Again, cold and windy. People kept on thinking we were Japanese tourists.

We did a lot of shopping. Our hotel was located next to Union Square, so we walked around Macy's and the like for a while, but left after 5 minutes in each store. Is it just me, or is everything more pricey in America? We had bought a Gundam model kit (Custom Sandrock - Endless Waltz) for my nephew in Toronto for about $20 Canadian. Later, he told us he bought a Custom Deathscythe (also from the Endless Waltz series) for $25 American, which equals about $37 Canadian.

Leaving on a jet plane...Okay, so it's not a jet plane, but I am leaving. The 'rents and I are going to the lovely city of San Francisco for about a week. My dad has a conference to go to and we're tagging along for the ride. So probably no updates for about a week (unless I can find a computer or internet cafe with a decent price).

I've never been to the west coast. Well, at least, not at an age when I would have remembered it. We'll be going to visit my cousin and her kids (my nephews!) and unloading a wagonful of presents from my grandma and co. for them. I feel a little bad because when my older nephew came to visit us several years ago, my brother and I tormented him to no end. ^_^'

Also a visit to Lake Tahoe (some 2 hours away from San Fran) for a day or two. We have to bring some warmer clothes because of this. *Grumble.* It'll be a nice change though, seeing that in Toronto it's been like an oven for the past week or so.

Genki! Very cute site.

Heaving a big sigh... I got a haircut yesterday. Guess who's a walking bramblebush now? Way, way, way too short. And it sticks out funny. I feel like a thistle. Not fun. Getting a lot of funny looks whose owners I want to beat over the head with a mop but can't find one when I need it.

Almos 300 visitors. C'mon! Plug plug plug...

Like a dead fish. It's too hot. I can't move. 31 degrees Celcius today, 40 degrees with the humidex. One of those days where you just want to lie on the couch and try not to stick to it. Eventually, you peel yourself off it and lie on the floor because hot air, rises, ne? Flop around a bit, and then decide to dig a hole in your basement and join the bugs it the cool, damp earth. Ahh... ;)

Blog, blog, blog (from thebestdesigns.com):

Fred's Head

Daily Bread

miss fancy pants

Daisyhead.org

My beautiful deep end.

noahgrey.com

mood-indigo

I guess Blogger had a hiccup. Template is back. The sun is shining. I LOVE THE WORLD! :D

EEEEK! Where the HFIL did my template go? Somehow my posts are still being published with my old template, but when I try to edit it, there's nothing there! Don't panic, don't panic, don't panic....hee haw hee haw hee haw...

This is very strange. Why does everyone visit my site when searching for Drops of Jupiter by Train?

Turn up the music... 'cause I'm done school! WOOOOO! No more exams, tests, assignments, stress, early mornings, class meetings, beer teacher and tiny hallways for another two months! Time for mangoes, sunshine, friends, movies, and reading and drawing to my heart's content. I still have to find a job, but I'm not going to let that daunt me (yet). First, I need to sleep off my ice-cream headache...ow.

Eat The Roses. Spiffy! Earlier on, there was a sort of campaign for people to read this comic so that Meg, the artist, would get 10K hits. She's reached that goal, but go read it anyway. It's funny and romantic and a mystery and all the characters have really good hair. Poor Gabe...

I'm a huntin' for ducks.

I find this very amusing...

Patient orders revenge on hospital boss

An irate patient who ordered large amounts of high-quality sushi under a hospital's name to strike back at its director has been arrested, police said Wednesday.

Officers alleged that the patient, an unemployed 36-year-old from Mitaka, Tokyo, was so infuriated after the director told him off for abusing sleeping pills that he requested some 13,000 yen worth of sushi be delivered to the institution.

In addition to ordering the five portions of high-quality sushi on May 24, the man allegedly filled the keyhole of a hospital door with glue in mid-March. He also ordered diamond necklaces and other mail-order goods under the hospital's name in April.

Other food delivered to the hospital in May included pizza. The number of orders and other incidents the patient carried out to irk the institution totaled 60, police said.

The man had entered the hospital for treatment in January. The director scolded him over the pills in March.
--Mainichi Daily News

Bah! Tiff, you're starting to aggravate me! :) Not only are you finished exams, you're gloating about Physics! *sweatdrop* Bah! AND you managed to find 'Sweet Caroline'. I've looked everywhere and can't find a decent copy of it. I need my beer commercial songs! Bah once more!

*waves to BBoCS forum people*

I think I'm in love. Download Accelerator is a whole lot better than GetRight. At least, so far. Now I can download an mp3 in 15 minutes. And you, yes, you with the cable modem/ insanely fast university connection, stop laughing. I have a 56K dial-up so 5 MB in 15 minutes is good.

K-k-k-k-k-kawaii! I would say that Tuesday is just as cute as Tsubasa.

Today is the 12th anniversary of the Tiananmen Square massacre. On this day in 1989, thousands of pro-democracy students protesting in Tiananmen Square were killed by the government troops. If the students didn't die on the streets of Beijing, they passed away later in overcrowded hospitals.

And they had the gall to say that no one died.

I am never, ever, EVER taking another geography course again. Ever.

Mweh. Heh heh heh. Heh.
(More pointless, evil laughter)

I am a Zucchini Peon!

...Don't ask. Besides, I have an excuse for acting nutty (exams). What about YOU?

Gorillaz! The Band, by fans.gorillaz.com:

2-D: "Hit twice on the head when young, 2D is a sweetheart with a blank sheet of paper where a brain should be. He has really good hair. People think he's cool and enigmatic but he's just got a migraine."

Murdoc: "Self-taught bassist, wannabe frontman, he's the band's warped back seat driver who knows that good tunes aren't enough to succeed. You need good looks - which he hasn't got - and a twisted mind - which he has."

Russel: "A hip-hop hard man from the US of A, Russel draws upon spooky spirit mates to help guide his beats. The funkyphantoms live within Russel's hunking frame and pop out every so often to provide some undead rapping."

And my favourite, Noodle: "Noodle arrived in a crate. She's a kick ass riffmeister, the Asian axe princess. Doesn't speak more than a word of English, and that word is 'Noodle.' "

Gastrin? Or Enterogastrin?
Parasympathetic or sympathetic?
Chlorine or potassium?
Paper or plastic?
My brain hurts.
A lot.
That's all I have to say.

In space...no one can hear you scream. Unfortunately, that's not the case here on Earth. *screams very very loudly, although you can't hear it, so all I'm really doing is scaring my mom and perhaps the fish down in the basement*. Well, at least I have one exam done. How is Dubliners a chapter in the moral history of Ireland? Pfft. Don't ask me. All I know right now is Biology. Ask me anything about cellular respiration, tRNA, or the Calvin's Cycle and I can answer. Anything outside that realm doesn't exist (yet...just wait until Saturday).

*sigh* AnimeNorth last weekend. Couldn't go to that either. I feel like a hermit. Or a moleman (molegirl?). Too much studying makes me shrink from natural light.

Pahahahaha! *reads it again* .... HA HA HA HA HA HA HA ha ha hoo mercy.... *wipes away the tears* I want to hire Rent-A-Zilla. He (She? It?) would be mighty useful seeing that it's exam time.

No... must... study... Snood... too... additive! Can't... finish... sentence... without... pausing... like... paunchy... starship.... captain...

U2 is in town! Two concerts, one last night, one tonight. Guess who's going tonight?! C'mon, guess, guess! Not me! Sigh.

Happy Towel Day!

In honour of Douglas Adams, I'm reading the entire Hitchhiker's trilogy again, all five books. Or is it six?

My Hobbit name is Dimple Chubb-Baggins. My Jedi name is Tsuli Potor from the Planet Alcohol (don't ask). Thanks to usr/bin/girl for the links.

There's a cardinal in the backyard. It's been living in our neightbourhood for the past couple of years, but I've been seeing it in our yard everyday for the past few days. I think it's living here. I feel...honoured. :) I'm too used to seeing cheeky black squirrels and robins raiding the yard; a bright red cardinal is a refreshing change.

Exam time. Expect less frequent updates. I actually have to use my spares to work in now...

You're welcome too, Tedman.

I'm a Mud Guppy! I have to say that CoolSigs is the friendliest, most level-headed and spiffiest forum I've been to. The other one's I've visited have had fights, brawls, immature threads and flaming like you wouldn't believe it. So kudos to the folk at CoolSigs!!

Argh! This whole Kaycee/Kelli/Julie thing keeps springing surprises! Everyday I think, okay, I think I understand what happened, but then something new pops up. Poor bwg...you still rock!

Hooray for referral logs....A referral from a Google search for "James Joyce arby"...Araby? Dubliners is fun. Very fun. Studying "The Dead" in english class today. I thought it was a short story collection. Also, you're welcome

A Moment of Non sequitur: "Me so hungy!" ~ Homer Simpson during his hunger strike.

Sigh. The Raptors lost last night. And they were so close: 2 seconds left, one point down. Vince Carter made the last shot, something like 19 feet away, but he missed. Eh. What can you do? (Wait for next year? Woohoo!)

Happy Victoria Day!
Caw! Caw! That's all I can hear this morning. Lots and lots of loud crows outside the house. But NO school. Sw33t! It's a little chilly (14 Celcius) and breezy, but it feels nice. 14 more school days until summer vacation!

I'm not sure what to feel about this. Apparently, the Living Colours blog was a combination of the experiences of three people who had cancer. Debbie has written an apology and explanation of the whole thing. I don't think Debbie wanted to hurt anyone.

I believe that someone called Kaycee was real, (though the blog wasn't really hers), and has passed away. The grief felt by her family and friends is real. To quote the BWG, "my only regret is that kaycee is no longer living. that's really the bottom line, isn't it?"

What kind of cat am I? Apparently I'm an Ocicat: "The Ocicat is both playful and devoted. She may spring into action on a whim at any moment, or languidly pass an hour away in the lap of a loved one. The Ocicat is happiest with friends and struggles at being solitary for any period of time. Her exotic, no-fuss coat is a breeze to maintain, and looking her best comes easily. Inquisitive by nature, she gets into trouble from time to time. But any trouble is soon forgotten because she is off on a new adventure in a flash!"

Umm...not really. If I were to be a little, furry animal, it would have to be this:

There are days when I absolutely can't stand computers. I mean my classes. Instead of writing an exam, we have to write a program in C++ that involves CGI. Which is great because I hate writing exams, even computer ones. But it's not so great when the program doesn't work. I've checked to code over and over, it compiles properly, but the actual webpage takes forever to load. I've tried commenting out most of the code, making new functions and changing the class that the teacher gave us, but nothing works. Maybe it's the computer...

(Later...) Alright, I've got it narrowed to one, single, annoying line of code that slows everything down. Just one line of code. Argh! I'm going to pull all my hair out over this.

(Even later...)

Right now, I'm a combination of Urd and Skuld: confusion/cluelessness and annoyance verging on absolute rage. Where's that hammer?

You may address me as Pondscum.

(Later...)Pardon me. I am now a Li'l Wriggler.

Agent99, a.k.a. Tedman. I like the funky sunglasses in the title picture. Spiffy! Guess where I found the site? At Asianlog. And yours truly is now a part of that webring. *sniff* My first webring....I feel so...so...hungry. I need lunch. Bye for now.

Okiee...half of my archives are here. The other half are dead or disappeared. *bangs her head on the desk* Every week..... *thunk thunk thunk...*

(Later...) Ow. Okay, everything is fine again. Blogger was just being iffy. Does anyone have an ice pack?

Never, ever, forget your towel. Especially on May 25th, the unofficial "Towel Day" in memory of Douglas Adams, author of the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. More info here.

Random Fact of the Day: the eye of an ostrich is larger than it's brain.

Boy, am I stupid. The reason my archives had disappeared was because I didn't make the directory yet. Stupid stupid stupid....

"I'm pushing forward until the day I learn to fly" ~ Kaycee Nicole passed away on Monday, May 14. Please pray for Debbie, Kaycee's mother, as well as her siblings and extended family.

*screams* You'll notice that my iMood is still Spastic (note: captial 's'). Why? Because digitalrice isn't working again. It's probably the same bug that affected it two days ago. And my archives still haven't shown up yet.

On a more happy note: I've just had my 101st visitor! Woohoo!

Links:
The Blog at the End of the Universe
It's always the quiet ones...it always is you know...
Tripleoptix...why does Flash have to be so darn cool?
1983. Blog, poetry, pics. Same year that I was born. :)

Seeing as Brandon has mentioned my site, I'll mention his: Insert Title Here. Spiff! And he's got the dates in french!

Archives have disappeared again. But they old ones are still at my geocities site, so s'okay. And they eventually turn up again. Right? Right?

Ninja Burger: this is the funniest thing in the world. Especially because I'm sending out resumes and filling out application forms like there's no tomorrow. Reason for going Ronin: Dishonoured or Daimyo killed. Hmm....

42.

Douglas Adams, 1952 to 2001.
(now there's a frood who knows where his towel is)

Over at Asian Avenue, members were recently asked about their experiences as an Asian American (or Canadian ^_^). This is what jashik29 had to say:

"Evil rice. The most mystifying phenomenon about being an Asian American is that... annoying piece of rice that always seems to be stuck at the bottom of your sock... you know its there but don`t bother to take it off cuz' its all crusty or gooey..."

I have to say.....that is so true. Rice is evil and it's sticky and it's out to get socks everywhere.

Hmm....digitalrice isn't working properly today. I'm cursed. First Blogger, now digitalrice. But I'm stickin' with it...

Somehow I have to learn how to use FTP. I'm registered with digitalrice now, and my account is activated, but I can only FTP my main site (this blog) over, without the picture because blogger does it for me. Lessee....CuteFTP sounds, well, cute. So let's try this baby out...

(Later) Sweet! I've learned how to use CuteFTP. It's surprisingly easy to use, even for a dunce like me. So now the site is at digitalrice instead of geocities....no more annoying pop-ups! Sweet!

Search engine referral....this time for the term "boo-urns". Riiiiiiiiiight.....

Game 7 of series, Leafs vs. Devils. Tied 3 games each.
First period: the Leafs ahead, 1 to 0! Booyah!
Second period: *sobbing*
Third period: *resigned* 5 to 1, NJ Devils...oh well...Go Leafs go!!!

Computer AP exam tomorrow....to cram or not to cram?

Darn darn darn....the Leafs lost tonight (4 to 2). Game 7 of the series is Wednesday night...CuJo still rocks.

Today is not a good electronics day....methinks that the Blogger ftp to Geocities only works when I'm actually logged in at Geocities. In addition to this, I took some pics with my dad's digital camera, but it doesn't seem to want to connect to the computer properly.

sugarhigh, bloggy-blog-blog. Thanks to this blogmistress, I'm checking out digitalrice.com instead of geocities. 48 hours until my site is activated. *cackles gleefully*....I just like the name. Digital Rice.

Hee hee hee! The Leafs won again! Booyah! Booyah! Booyah! Series tied 3 to 2. One more and we're golden....

Happy 100th, St. Clements!

Happy 18th Birthday, Webel!

Today was MAD. Music, Arts, and Drama day. Some of the displays by the OAC art students are amazing. However. My AP Computer class is in desparate need of review for the AP Compters exam next tuesday. So wer all have to miss all the plays, a workshop and some music. Pooh. And my toe still hurts.

For those of you who don't know yet, Tina won the million dollars on Survivor 2: The Australian Outback. Towards the end, I was kind of rooting for Colby, but either one was fine. Not like the first series. I didn't want Kelly or Rich to win.

Ah yes...And the Leafs won again: 3-1 over New Jersey. I've said it before, and I'll say it again....Booyah!

"Man it's a hot one ... like seven inches from the midday sun..."
- Santana, "Smooth"

30 degrees celcius today. And there was a smog alert today. Perfect combination. The school finally turned on the air con today ("We have air con?"). Ahh....nothing feels better than coming home and changing from a sticky school uniform into a tank top and shorts and eating ice cream...

I've never seen anything like this before: Exploding Dog. But I love it. The person who runs it takes titles that readers send in and draws a picture to go with it. Very creative and funny.

Non sequitur: your brain can't feel pain. But I bet it can if you go to SCS. We were this close to getting "My brain hurts" as our grad class slogan on our grad sweaters. Instead we have "It was all a dream", which is, if I'm not mistaken, the title of Dream's new CD. Okay, I for one don't want the name of some teeny-bopper album printed on my back. Actually the first time we voted for it, the top choice was something completely different (and sounded a lot better). But those who didn't want it complained until the class president allowed a second vote. Yeesh. As long as it isn't orange with baby blue writing, I'll be happy. But no orange.

Hmm...my first page visit from a search engine. Someone was looking for 'oinks' and my page showed up. Actually, the title of my old page showed up (Daily Oinks). Spiffy.

Yes! The FTP to geocities if finally working again! Thank you Blogger! *smack*

The Leafs lost last night. No, I didn't spell that wrong. The Toronto Maple Leafs, not "leaves". I'm not a hockey fan, but all of the Toronto teams have been doing fairly well of late, so I'm rooting for them. Go Leafs, go!

Happy May First! From now until the end of term, I get to wear my summer uniform (i.e. skirt/kilt). No more sweltering walks home! My friend is calling me a "tunic traitor". Peh. Function over design.

My toe still hurts. It was a stupid mistake. I stubbed it really painfully hard (while jumping off the counter). D'oh. So for the past two days I've had to walk like Verbal Kent (sp?) from the Usual Suspects. That can't be a good thing... On another note, my brother is back from university. The house is suddenly very messy and empty of food. His girlfriend says he's the human version of entropy: wherever he goes, random chaos follows. And it's true :) My brother, Mr. E.

Non sequitur: Durians are evil. Stinky evil fruit.

Still fiddling with the template...
Still limping around...
Still slaving over school work....
Still hooked on Pocky...
Everything is pretty much the same. Situation normal.

I visited Adcritic.com today to find some of the music that is used in TV commercials. Here are some:

Galaxie 500 - Instrumental
Donovan - Mellow Yellow
Euphoria - Delerium
Hyperphonics - Wardrope

Anyway, I really need to get back to work. But since I put up the new template, I might as well aupdate it with something. And I have yet to talk about my toe. Ugh. I have to limp around the house.

Non sequitur...Exactly how do you catch a wink?

And the new template is not working. BLARGH! Very. Frustrating. It's probably just one spelling error that's messing everything up. Grr....

...Alright, I've figured out the template. But it seems Blogger is acting up. The FTP to Geocities isn't working, so I'm moving it back to blogger temporarily. For you personal entertainment: Urban Essence: A photographic journey through Tokyo. Beautiful photos.

Still testing...

Please pray for Kaycee. I think the BWG says it quite well here.

That dog has a poofy tail! Simpson's Trivia Game today at lunch. Go Tudor, I mean, York!!!

Big white guy! Where is your site? vanderwoning.com doesn't seem to be working. Server troubles again?

Hi ho, hi ho... And the hunt for a summer job begins. No more daycamp. At first I was aiming for some kind of office job (filing, fetching coffee, scouring the floor, saving the world, etc.) or something cushy (I'm only human). But it looks like I'm headed for a cashier-type position at some sort of chain store (i.e. HMV, Sam's, and God forbid, Longo's). *sigh*

More bloggy goodness...Tokyo Tales. A fellow Pocky addict teaching in Tokyo. I wish I had sugar swizzle sticks...

Disgruntled with my site design again. This is, what, the fourth so far? Expect changes in the site design soon...

Went to get a haircut. All I have to say is:

• I am not a troll doll.
• I am not a shrub from Versailles.
• Twenty three dollars?!?!

~~~~~~~~~

Yes! I finally got the linking-to-a-post thingie working. And I finally managed to download Drops of Jupiter by Train:

Now that she's back in the atmosphere
With drops of Jupiter in her hair, hey, hey
She acts like summer and walks like rain
Reminds me that there's time to change, hey, hey
Since the return from her stay on the moon
She listens like spring and she talks like June, hey, hey

Azn p0w3r...( skyey ), Walk On The Edge, Aiyah!. I particularly like the title of that one. Also Lillian Chan, steven-ng.com, and Bebe (this one has a really really nice design).

More links...The Making of a Restaurant. Interesting stuff. Restaurant info, jokes, etc. Also, this link that I "borrowed" from usr/bin/girl, which was in turn borrowed from another site: How To Hide Your Ninja Lifestyle From Your Co-workers. Walking is a good idea.

My brain hurts. Too much math in one morning (Euclid Math Contest). Fun.

Links links links links LINKS!

U2! U2! U2! U2 tour dates, interviews, album news, etc.
Calvin and Hobbes. Just read and laugh.
Puzzability. Mind benders.
SCS UCC Penguins. Yay SCS!
A Whiter Shade of Pale. Bloggy goodness.

~~~~~~~~~

My stomach is feeling rumbly. As in small internal earthquakes. It can't be a good thing. And I just got 33 junk email messages in one day. 33. I've gotten so many that my block sender list has reached its limit (250) and I've had to switch email addresses, from hotmail to yahoo.

Don't get me wrong. I love nature. It's beautiful. But the fact remains that Mother Earth and I seem to be arch enemies. It's a love-hate relationship. I have a tendency to get stung by insects or rained upon everytime I venture outside.

The fact that my father wants to go on a camping trip in August doesn't make this any better. It's in B.C., which is great because it's beautiful there and I haven't been to Vancouver before. BUT. It's for 10 days. And my brother and dad both snore like Mack trucks. I can take the tent life. I can take the hole in the ground washroom facilities. I can endure hiking and campfires and the like (I even enjoy those things). But not for 10 days. I think it's mostly the lack of a computer and internet connection that will exist while I'm there ^_^.

I've been camping once before. It was cold, wet and poorly organised. Plus I was in a three person tent with three other people. So it was a little squished. All in all, a bad experience (the canoes barely fit everyone and everything on board and a couple of people got soaked).

Five years ago, we asked Dad if he wanted to go camping. He said no. However, he seems to be going through a "phase", during which he is obsessed with spending as much time outside as possible. My brother says it's a midlife crisis. My mom just shakes her head and sighs (she's even more techy about camping than I am). So now we are pretty much bound for B.C. Despite my aversion to the outdoors (No! Natural light!), I think I'll live (and enjoy it in the process).

I'm liking this webcomic I found: The Jar. Particularly the whole uniform destruction operation by the three main characters. Heh heh heh (tunics must roast). And I want my own Bunny Mech.

And here's another one: TrueNuff.

Happy Easter!

Argh! Blogger is acting up again.....or maybe it's just the school computers. At any rate, I tried an infinite number of times to update the site, but the ftp wouldn't work.

Captain Mondo's World of Mondoness: Apart from the spiffy title, Captain Mondo is also from Toronto, which is cool.

Also...it's Ping! Finally!

Pah. Silly me. The lyrics from yesterday are from the song Trading My Sorrows. I forget who wrote it.

I'm pressed but not crushed
Pesecuted not abandoned
Struck down but not destroyed

I am blessed beyond the curse
But his promise will endure
That his joy's gonna be my strength
Though the sorrow may last for the night
His joy comes in the morning.

I'm trading my sorrows...

And so on and so forth...

~~~~~~~~~

Linkety link link... I like books. I like reading. It is because I read so much in poorly lit rooms that I have to wear glasses the as thick as a burger from Micky D's (which isn't much, but you know). But it's worth it ^_^. Blog about boooks (finally!): The Plot Thickens. "Boh. Walker Boh." Heh.

All Your Base jokes are spawning at an incredible rate. See here (Neobaka), here, and here (Avalon).

"Spring, thy name is colour"

I forget who said that. But it's true. Yesterday...a whopping 25 degrees Celcius. In the second week of April. In Toronto. It beat the old record of 21.4 degrees set in some year I can't remember.

~~~~~~~~~

I'm trading my sorrows
I'm trading my shame
I'm laying them down for the joy of the Lord

I'm trading my sickness
I'm trading my pain
I'm laying them down for the joy of the Lord

SNA! All I have to say is: It's a sign! Go baby go! Cleo knows all. Spotlight tag is strictly forbidden enforced. And your lucky numbers are 14, 24, 34, and 44 *drops dead* (that would be an obscure Chinese joke--"four" in Chinese sounds the same as "die").

~~~~~~~~~

m so smart! S-M-R-T!