Running Gag.

I woke up in my usual pseudo-hangover state looking for liquid while in bed with a groggy head. I hear knocking downstairs. I look outside and notice a large truck parked in front of our place. I sit there on my bed looking out the window. The man looks about a couple seconds longer and then drives away. I flop back down into my bed and lay awake under my sheets a bit longer. Could not here a sound from anyone at this moment, I guess all the roommates are gone. I get out of bed and shower, then I sit in front of the computer listening to some music. I see Adam come up the stairs. "Hey Adam, what are you doing?"
"Nothing right now."
"Wanna go shopping?"
"I gotta go eat right now, then I'm going to school to study."
"Aww come on man, you don't need to study."
"Yes I do, dammit!" He says jokingly.
"Want to go later on?" He asks afterwards.
"Yeah sure."
"Ok see you then."
He gets some stuff from his room and ventures downstairs.

I couldn't wait though, I got changed and got everything ready and went towards the downtown of Peterborough. My first stop was Blue Streak, the local music stop for vinyl records and a vast amount of CDs. I look through the current punk and rock vinyls for anything good. I see some Jack Johnson, a lot of Tom Waits, and various other artists I’d love to buy. I had no money though. I look at the CDs on the wall for some Massive Attack, but did not find the album I wanted. I looked for some Death Cab For Cutie, but there wasn’t a single CD from them. Ok, well time to leave this joint.

I get back outside and stand on the sidewalk looking around. The sun blazing causes ripples to form above the streets like they are leaking propane gas. I squirt my eyes underneath my shades; everything is discoloured yellow and bright like a nineteen seventies Polaroid picture. I continue my walk and make my way to Clumleighs. I look through the SNES section first like always. I overhear Jimmy talking with a customer about pro-wrestling. I make my way over to the PlayStation games too look for a gem, but find none. So I look over at the GameBoy games and look up and greet Jimmy. “How’s it going man?”
“Not too bad.” He says smiling, rocking back and forth.
“What do you think about the Jays this season?” He asks, clearly noticing my hat.
“Oh they’re going to be great this season man, definitely going to check out some games, I tell you best entertainment you can buy for that price.”
“Yeah definitely man, I’m usually there with my puppets and they show me on the big screen.” He says laughing and makes some gesture to tell me it’s wild.
“That’s sick man, they did so much work to that place, it looks great inside.”
“Yeaaahh they did. It is great.”

I leave the store unsatisfied that I didn’t find anything. So I check out the Disc Depot after and look around in their store. This store is like 2 stores down from Chumleighs, and apparently it’s run by an ex-employee. So they had a little war going on between them. Chumleighs has better stuff overall, but you never know what you might find. Low and behold, what do we have here? Legend of Mana for PS1? Near mint? That’s at least 50 bucks US on EBay. I look at the back and see that its $29.99… pretty pricey, but I got it anyways. It was in great condition.

After that I decided I better go home before I spend anymore money. But when I finally reached home and got on my computer Adam returned from school and wanted to make the rounds around Landsdowne and such. So I went along with him. We stop at Staples, FutureShop and whatever is around that area like we have always been doing all year. The same stores, the same routine. This was going to be the last time though. We didn’t treat it as such, and it was just another trip. When we got to FutureShop I look right away at the CDs and so many where available for $9.99 or two for $15 dollars that it was so hard to resist. We managed to escape without buying anything though and went to Reid’s Dairy to get some milk shakes and drove home.

It was so sunny out and hot that Adam and I decided to walk up to Jeff Cards & Comics to do some trading. We go along McDonnell to Monaghan road then we reach the store. I bring out my trades and the guy behind the counter brings out his stuff. We spend a good two hours between us and so after satisfied with our trades we started to walk back. “Hey where does that trail go?” I asked, pointing to this dirt trail leading into woods.
“I don’t know guy.”
“Let’s check it out, might be a shortcut.”
We run across the road and head down the dirt path. It lead us to this hidden playground where a couple of families brought their kids. I look around me checking out the trees and the clouds when I stepped on a stick. The stick got tangled in my legs and piercing my shins. “Fuck.” I muttered.
“What the hell are you doing?” Adam asked.
“The stick speared me man.”
We both look back and the stick is sticking out of the ground.
“How the hell did you do that?”
“I... I don’t know.”
We both laugh.

Finally we start to walk up to our house and there is Rob with his buddies Adrian and Mitch. Rob is raking up the cigarette butts on the ground into a garbage back, with a few pieces of trash as well. We say our hellos, get introduced to one another and then I went inside up to my room to check out the cards I just got. “Hey man, we’re going to Subway, do you wanna come?” Rob asked.
“Yeah man.”
I get my coat and wallet and hop into his Nissan Xterra with his buds. We get to Subway and Rob says he has to go to school now because his exam is in 30 minutes. So Mitch, Adrian and I go into the restaurant. Adrian orders a steak sub, and when the girl asks what he wants on it he says hot peppers, frank’s sauce, and mayo. “Damn man, we got to walk back afterwards.” I said.
“Oh I’ll be fine, I have to have it hot.”
We eat our subs and then walk back along the Rotary trail back home. As we are walking a group of two guys and a girl are walking towards us going in the opposite direction. One of the guys is sticking out his chest and trying to walk like a tough guy. He’s eyeing us down. I’m trying so hard not to laugh. The girl says “hi” to us and we just ignore her. A couple seconds later we burst out laughing. I start to walk like that guy “Look at me, all tough in my American Eagle golf shirt.”

When we get home we all head up to Rob’s loft and I finish the rest of my sub there. I turn on the hockey game and we all watch it. I get bored though because NHL sucks now so I just go downstairs to organize my cards again.

Rory drives up in the big truck. We say hello and what have you and he goes up to Rob’s loft too. When Rob finally got back we all partied up in his room before deciding to go to the 2nd Floor Lounge tonight. But before that Adam has arranged that we all go to his soccer buddies house for a private keg party. Only ten dollars and two kegs. So we all get ready and head out the door. It’s me, Mitch, Adrian, Rob, Rory, Adam and Kelly. We walk down the streets together and stop at the local Macs first so Kelly can some money out. Kelly makes joke about robbing the place, so funny. I hold his beer and he goes inside to use the ATM machine. A Honda Civic sees us and it goes into a parking lot across the street. When Kelly comes out the Honda Civic comes across the street and goes into the Macs parking lot. “Hey you, come here.” The guy in the car says. So Rob starts to walk up. “Not you. Him.” Indicating Kelly.
They chat for a bit in the car and Kelly walks away with a smile. “What’d they want? Do you know them?” I ask
“Naw naw, they’re asking if I’m keeping the corner hot.”
“Oh geez, seriously?”
“YUP!” He says, “I guess cause I’m black they assume I am a drug dealer.”
We arrived at the party and entered in the house, walked through to the kitchen. There is duct-taped cardboard flooring below us and people all around, some are playing drinking games on the kitchen table, and some are in the other room watching the hockey games. We walk into the living room and some guy takes out money and pours us a beer from a giant pitcher in his hand. Everyone but Kelly, Adam and I, goes outside. We remain indoors. We talk to the host Alex Bridal for a bit and to some other people we know. I sit on the couch with Kelly and we're watching the Ultimate Fighter on the small TV, we are both kinda buzzed and checking out the asses on the girls in front of us. "Hey man what does this remind you of?" I ask. We both start laughing, remembering that last keg party we went to at the end of our third year. At that keg party we were drunk sitting on the couch checking out the asses in front of us. I decide to see what’s going on outside after I finished my beer.

There is a small porch outside and some reclining chairs, and just in front of those are two kegs with two bags of ice on top of each one. I pour myself a beer and pump the keg tap a bit. It’s still a little foamy, but not too bad. Rory, Mitch, Adrian and Rob are on the grass beside the porch. I make my way to them and step down. “Well I might as well get this out of the way cause it will be only time I’ll be able to do it.” I said. Everyone laughed. They went back to their conversations about home and funny events. I blow on the top of my beer to knock some of the foam out. “Heeeeeeey,” I started to say and doing a cheers with everyone. I kept doing it over and over, so then they started to do the same thing. “Ok alright, that’s enough.” Rory said. Eventually we made our way on the porch when everyone else who was there before us went inside. “How the hell did we score this spot?” Rory asked. “This is like the best spot, right beside the keg.”
We started drinking beer after beer standing near the keg. Tammy came out and took some pictures of us too. Then this guy comes out from the living room just trashed and slurring his speech. “Dooesh anyone have any drugsch?” He says. We all start laughing. Rob offers him some baking soda or laundry detergent. He starts to laugh and goes “If I can snort it I can do it.” His friend’s comes out of the living room and starts laughing “Hey Poopsie, you feeling ok?” One of them asks.
“Yesch, I just want some coke.”
“Yeah you want some drugs eh? I don’t have any.” Starting to laugh.
The rest of the friends start laughing too and saying “Oh Poopsie.” I guess that’s his nickname. After all of us stop laughing at him he looks around with his lazy eyes and says: “Fuck you guys… you’ve changed.” And stumbles into the living room. He trips on the arm of the sofa and crashes face first into the cushions below causing a roar inside.

We went back to our spot on the grass and taking turns peeing on the house. “Heeeeey,” I started again and we did some cheers. We are all feeling quite buzzed now. Poopsie makes his way back outside and asks us where he can go puke. Rob leads him to this outdoor lamp surround by a large flower pot. “Right here man.” He says.
“Thatsch not a bucket.”
“Yes it is, it’s a magic bucket, it has a light.”
“I’m… not going to puke there.”
“Man, this is a good spot to puke.”
His buddy comes out looking for him and leads him to the side of the house where he starts to puke. We start laughing.

They go back inside and then everyone starts to gather out beside the keg. The lift one guy up and put the pouring thing in his mouth and start pumping it in. Alex Bridal is doing the count to see how long the person can handle it. The first guy goes 21 seconds. The next guy is lifted up and he only goes for about 16 seconds before shaking his head to indicated he had enough. “Alright Poopsie! You’re turn!” Someone said.
Poopsie walks up and says “Do this shit.” And they lift him up. Everyone is counting now and the people holding him up are struggling. Somehow his jeans with the boxers slide down to his ankles and he is still drinking the beer with his dong revealed. Everyone roars laughing. One of the guys holding his legs tries to find another spot to hold up Poopsie and he accidentally cups his balls. “Ahh! God!” He says, and let’s go. Poopsie falls to the ground. I’m nearly throwing up at this point laughing so hard. He goes inside and I return his hat to him that fell on the ground beside me.

We all finished our beers and got Kelly, it was time to go to the bar. As we walk down the drive way we see Poopsie in his car trying to start it to drive off and his friends are pulling him out. We just shake our head. What a guy.

We start walking down the neighbourhood towards George street and this guy Evon is following us. Apparently he was some first year. I noticed Adam isn’t with us. “Hey guys, where’s Adam?” I said. Nobody knew or cared. He calls me up on the cell phone and he couldn’t believe we left without him. He asks what bar we’re going to, but I tell him I am not really sure myself. When we did make it to 2nd Floor Lounge there was no line up at the bar and so we all just head upstairs. Evon couldn’t get in though, I guess he had a fake ID. I call up Adam to let him know where we are. We see Jeff the tampon working the coats. “What the hell are you doing? You working here now?” Rob asked.
“Doing a favor for Karem is all man.” He says. “Man I rarely see you guys these days what’s up?”
“Oh you know.” Rob answered.

We went inside the bar and got our drinks. Rory waits patiently at the other end of the bar and no one is coming up to serve him. “Man I’m sober now.” He says. He eventually does get his beer and he gets a shot of Jager with it. I sit in the back room with Mitch and Adrian. It’s all brick walls in here with tables and couches, very dim lighting and a bar at the other end of the room but unattended for, so it is pitch black at that end. “I don’t know whether or not to get a beer, if I do, I may not have enough for pizza later. What do you guys think?”
“Beer.” Mitch says. Adrian has no answer.
I walk to the bar and I notice a tray of chicken nuggets on the table. I grab one and dip it into the BBQ sauce in the middle of the tray. Man, these are good! I run back into the room to tell Mitch and Adrian and they come with me and scarf down some nuggets. A couple black guys exclaim that there are chicken nuggets ‘over there!’ and they come up to it and consume the rest of the tray within seconds. Disappointed that we only got around three we head outside to see what the other guys are up to. We get to the porch and see Rory and Rob on a picnic table. Rory bends over underneath the table and pukes. His eyes water up. “You ok man?” I ask.
“Yeah just all those shots of Jager, and not having anything to eat today.”
He pukes again. We stand outside a little bit more and go back into the bar. I head over to the dance floor and see Kelly dancing with he’s lady at the time and I look around the floor for anyone I know. I leave the scene on the dance floor though and check back with the guys. Mitch and Adrian are back in the back room. I sit with them with my beer. “Where’s the washroom?” Mitch asked.
“Oh just over there man, to your right.”
As he walks away to leave we notice he has puke all along his back.
“What the fuck is that? Puke?” Adrian says.
We both start laughing.
“I think Bob* puked on his back!” Adrian exclaimed.

I went over to get some nachos and then one of the people working at the bar brings out another tray of chicken nuggets. Nobody seems to notice. I scarf down a couple and then go tell Adrian and Rory. Rory just ignores me and goes back to the bar to do shots. No time to convince him. Adrian and I must have consumed 10 each. I feel so full right now but I eat a few more. Ok, that’s enough. I go back to drinking my beer and what not, talking to some people. Rory and Adrian come up to me saying they want to go. “Alright.” I said, and we walked to the enterance. “Wait, where’s Mitch?”
“I don’t know man.” Rory said. “He must have went with Bob to the other bar.”
“What? What other bar?”
“I don’t know man.”
I skim through the bar looking for Mitch, I check the back room, the patio and the washroom.
“Ok Mitch isn’t here, let’s go.”
We leave the bar and walk back home. We stop into Night Kitchen to get some pizza, Rory lends me the cash for a slice. He gets the same one I get, the feta cheese, leek, and spinach. When we walk back Rory will not shut up about the pizza.
“Man this is the best pizza… I have ever had man.”
“It’s good eh?” I said.
“Seriously, this is amazing, I can’t get over it. What is on it again?”
“It’s feta cheese as you know, and it has spinach greens and leek.”
“Man it’s so good, you know the Irish really love leek, I remember having leek soup when I was younger.”
“Oh ya?”
“Yeah man, leek and potatoes, leek soup with beer.”
“Sounds good I guess.” I said.
We get home and we find Rob outside on the porch.
“Hey Rob!” I yell.
“Hey dudes, how’s it going?”
“Not too bad… Hey did Mitch come with you?”
“Mitch? No.”
We all stopped chewing on our pizza.
“Seriously?” Rory asked.
“Yeah I thought he was with you.”
We all roll our eyes and realize that we have to go back. Adam, who just ended up coming back home after the keg party, comes with Adrian and me. We walked to the 2nd Floor Lounge, Adam took an alternate route and stuck to the main roads. When we got to the bar we asked if we could upstairs. We had to wait for people to leave. The bouncer asks if we’re looking for the same guy Scott is looking for, we say yes, and he tells us that Scott is already up there. So we wait outside for Scott. Adrian keeps calling Mitch’s cell phone to see if he’ll answer it. Eventually Adrian starts talking.
“Mitch? Where are you man.” He asks
Silence.
“Trent residence?”
I look in disbelief, the Trent campus is about a 30 minute drive away and is all the way at the north end of town. Adrian turns to me.
“He says he’s at Otonabee residence.”
“How the fuck did he get there?”
Adrian turns to the phone “How did you get there?” He asked.
He turns to me, “Says he got into a taxi cab with some people.”
The bouncer ever so curious looks at me and asks: “Where is he?”
“He’s at the Trent residence.” I answer.
“How the fuck did he get there?”
I go upstairs in the bar to look for Scott who is just about to leave.
“Hey Scott.”
“Hey man, what are you saying? I can’t find Mitch up here.”
“Yeah we called him, he’s at the Trent residence.”
“What? How the fuck did he get there?”
“Hopped in a cab… we’re going to try and get him to take a cab back.”
“Alright man, peace.” He says and goes back into the bar.
I go back downstairs and Adam is coming up to us telling us a story of how he got the DJ to ask for Mitch to come to the DJ booth cause his mom is in the hospital. We tell him he’s at the Trent residence. Take a guess at what he said. So we walk back to our house after telling Mitch how to call a cab and where to take him. I call up my house on my cell phone and Rory answered.
“Hey man, we found Mitch.”
“Where was he?”
“He actually went to the campus residence.”
“How in the fuck did he get there?”
“Followed some people in a cab.”
“What a guy.”
When we got back to our house I talked to Mitch and told him how to get to the library steps because that is where the cab will pick him up. I then call up a cab company and told them where to go and where our place was. Adrian and I sit on the porch talking waiting for Mitch to arrive. After 20 minutes or so a cab comes by and Mitch walks up to the porch. We all had a laugh about the situation.

It was time to fall asleep though because tomorrow is moving day. So I went upstairs and fell asleep.

Ok well fans one last story arc to go.

Peace.

Polar Bear.

I woke up this morning pretty late, once I finally slithered my way out from underneath the sheets I went right to my computer to check on some downloads and gaming sites. It never really hit me that I was complete in my full-time studies at University. I sat there on my computer looking up useless info with the same guilt that I felt when I did this act when I was suppose to be doing work or studying. I finally got dressed though and went about my day hanging out with the roomates on the porch, soaking in the sun, talking with the neighbours next door about the summer, throwing a lone rock at our roof where a bird made a nest in a hole. It felt so good to be done.

I remained there on my spinning chair on the porch, the same chair that I used in my 4th year of university with the rip in the cushion. Watching the sunset over the creepy apartment buildings one last time. My eyes strained underneath my oakley shades. People walked by on the sidewalk, glancing up at our house with the trash all around it. When the sun dipped down and the evening sky appeared, I walked back inside to chat online to see what's going on for tonight.

Apparently everyone is going out to the Rooster tonight, that should be fun. I see what Adam is doing and he said he's going with his soccer buddies, so I ask Kelly and he mysteriously says he'll meet me there. Hmm. Kristen messages me but obviously I cannot go right with her cause she broke up with Adam, even though Adam says it's ok. I told her I'd meet her there. Before Adam left he told me to come to his room. Inside he poured two polar bear shots, vodka and creme de mint. Cheers. He left for his party and I got ready and walked to the bar alone. When I arrive at around 23:30 hours I notice that there is no line up. Which is shocking. I go up to my roommate Cedric and say "Hey man can you do me a favour?"
"Umm sure what?"
"Can you get me in to skip the line?"
He gives me a unique Cedric look of disapprovable for the joke and goes "Get in there."

I went in paid cover and looked around, Kristen waves at me near the bar. I went up to her and her friends Stef and Heather. We all stand in a circle and share some laughs. A couple of the are itchin' to dance, but Heather does not want to cause she apparently cannot dance. But regardless I lead them all to the dance floor to enjoy some tunes. He plays some old 90s rap which is really nice like Shoop by Salt N' Pepa, This Is How We Do It by Montell, No Diggity and so on. I look to my left and I notice some dude break dancing on the little platform leading up to the stage. He's pulling off some pretty ill moves. I look up on the platform and these two girls wearing skin tight tank tops start dancing like you would see in hip hop videos. They are really petite though, both wearing baseball caps. I look around the room and a bunch of girls are impersonating them with dumb looks on their faces. Yeah be a hating bitch, I don't see you dancing. Jealous ass girls. Girls are funny that way. I dance with Kristen for a bit until Adam takes over. It gets really awkward now cause I know they broke up, but what the hell is going on here?

Karem takes a photo of us on the dance floor and goes about his way. I get another beer and drink it pretty fast. As I'm standing their enjoying the music all I could think about is pizza. That delicious feta cheese pizza with spinach and leek. I told Kristen I couldn't take it anymore and I need to get the pizza. So I leave the bar early. When I get out on the sidewalk in front of the club I notice the line up has gotten quite larger than when I entered. By 100% in fact. Cedric lets a couple people in since I came out. All of a sudden Tammy stumbles my way. "Woah, Tammy hey" I said holding her up.
"I got kicked out." She said in a drunken voice.
I laugh, "Oh geez Tammy."
"They wouldn't even let me get my coat."
"What? Seriously?"
I look up and see Brian talking with Cedric, meanwhile Tammy is calling someone on her phone.
"Yeah Adam is going to get it for me though?"
What? Why is Adam getting it for her? I hold her up again cause she was about to fall down. These dudes come out of the club with her jacket and wisk her away. Weird. I look around the corner and everything seems fine so I went on my way to get a pizza.

When I arrive at Night Kitchen the usual unique music is playing and these two hot girls are serving up some pizza. This one girl especially look so pretty, hair a dirty blonde without and dye in it, tied back, and a very pleasent face. I wait in a long line up to get a slice. Some people butt in front too, adding to my frustration for waiting. When I finally get up there I get my feta cheese, leek and spinach pizza. They warm it up and return it to me. I eat it right off the paper plate while I'm walking home. As I'm walking down Alymer street this guy walks past me and says: "Hey, where did you get that pizza?"
"Right across the street, Night Kitchen."
"Thanks man." He said and went towards where I was pointing. It made me smile because he is in for quite a surprise when he first tastes this wonderful pizza. He has no idea what he's in for.

When I get home I went right upstairs to my room and sat back listening to some tunes by myself and chatting online. This huge crash is heard outside on my porch and I freak out. I run downstairs and put on my shoes and grab the detached table leg as a weapon figure it some punk kids messing around. I flung open the door with table leg in hand and see Kristen. "Man what the fuck are you doing out here?" I said.
Adam in his usual drunken sloppy voice tried to explain something about the snow shovel being in the wrong place. Fucking tool.
"I was nearly about to crack you skull retard what the hell is the matter with you."
"Hey guy!" He says with a smile. Kristen walks in too and then they both go upstairs. I return to my seat on the computer and notice that Kristen is messaging me online. What the?

Kristen says:
hey can you get kristen
Matthew says:
one sec
Kristen says:
thank you
Matthew says:
hmm she is in my roomate's room and the door is closed
Kristen says:
i'm coming over right now
Matthew says:
hey wait
Matthew says:
I checked with my roomate
Kristen says:
what
Matthew says:
she didn't come over

I figured out by myself that this must be her retard roommate Dave, who was a boyfriend for like 15 years. He has some sort of complex where he thinks they are still together even though it hasn't been the case for months. He also wants to kick Adam's ass apparently. You may remember me talking about this guy in a previous post where he threw a hissy fit. Yeah the same guy. I went over and knocked on the door to warn them hoping I got to them before any night activity started happening. "Hey guys, sorry to bug ya, but someone is messaging me from Kristen's computer... I think it's Dave, he's saying he might come over."
Silence.
"What the fuck?!" I hear inside the room. "You got the be fucking kidding me!" It's Kristen.
They open the door and get changed and ask me what's going on, so I lead them to my computer. Adam starts yelling "Tell him to come over, I'll fucking fight him." Kristen phone is ringing but she's not answering it. I guess it's up to me.

I tell her not to answer her phone yet and told Adam not to go online and not to get this guy to come over. I talk to Dave online:

Matthew says:
adam said she's at miras or something
Kristen says:
just tell her i'm coming over
Matthew says:
buddy she's not here
Kristen says:
tell adam i'm coming over
Matthew says:
but no one is here, adam is drunk in his bed
Kristen says:
thats bull shit
Kristen says:
i just wanna talk to her
Matthew says:
look man don't talk like that to me

Maybe this fucker should come over... then again I realize I am essentially lying to him... but still he should be nicer.

Kristen says:
i'm sorry
Matthew says:
I have no part in this don't bug me about it
Matthew says:
just chill out, and figure things out tomorrow, she's not here
Matthew says:
don't come over and cause trouble
Kristen says:
i don't wanna cause trouble
Kristen says:
can you tell adam i just wanna talk for real
Matthew says:
he's like passed out pretty much, you can talk to him tomorrow, leave me your cell number
Kristen says:
no don't lie
Matthew says:
man, stop calling me a liar

Meanwhile while I'm typing this Kristen is yellin on the phone downstairs pacing from the very end of the kitchen all the way to the front door, back and forth. Adam is continuing to tell me to tell Dave to come over. I sent him to his room and told him to not go online and stay there til she's off the phone.

I finally stop talking to Dave cause Kristen called him and he apologized a couple more times and finally I was able to get some sleep. That could have been a messy night.

Bare Cherry Trees.

I had to force myself to fall asleep at midnight last night. I layed awake for the first hour. With my eyes opening on occasional, adjusting to the lack of light, and then being able to make out objects in the pitch darkness that were previously consumed by nothingness. I plugged in my MD player and listened to some R&B in hopes of getting me back to sleep. One of the songs that I listened to that hit a cord with me was Usher's U Remind Me. This was one of the popular tracks when I first came to University back in 2001. I remember that night at the Ceilie getting to know a girl named Sarah Zandbergen. She unfortunately left University but we kept in touch for a little bit afterwards. I haven't heard from her since she moved in with a boyfriend. Oh well. I eventually got some sleep before waking up at 06:30 hours. I sat at my computer listening to P.Diddy's Let's Get It, my exam song. My mom called me on cue at 07:30 hours and I got ready for the bus for 07:50 hours. As soon as I sat down I got back to my notes studying for a little bit.

When I finally got to campus I went to see if the caf was open for some breakfast. It wasn't. I decided to skip out on breakfast cause it was already 08:10 and I needed to go over my notes some more. I walked into the Great Hall to find a table. For some reason, probably some special even all the tables were taken apart and layed out in a special way.

I sat down at one of the tables overlooking the river once again and the sunlight outside. I put all my papers on the table with the text book opened. I started to read and take notes for the chapters. Footsteps in the distance. I look up and I girl walks past me not taking notice to anything. Quiet once again. I went back to studying and a few minutes later my studying was distrubed again by some wandering girl. She went in and out of the caf doors looking for something. Finally taking leave at the other end. My brain was jolted by her scent. That's Satsuma. I reconize that smell anywhere. For a brief moment my mind reflected back to the past, in the summertime of 2003. Good memories. I shook it off and got back into focus on the chapters. Just then the sun moved and shone through the thin yellow stained glass windows and shone right on my exact position. It penetrated my lined paper that I was holding up showing the very inside of that peice of paper. I decided my studying was finished and I stood up and began to walk towards the AC. But then stopped. As I stood there in the Great Hall I took a moment and remained still. I looked around the room and bask in the quiet nothingness. Nobody will remember this moment but myself.

As I walked the path towards the AC for the last time the giant shadow of the BATA library devoured everything. I envisioned University growing up in Highschool as something monsterous. But when I walked on the cold concrete path, taking notice to the small details of the hard exterior of the buildings, the bare hard exterior of the cherry trees, the pine trees, and the ceramic green looking lamposts. I realized that all this time I thought that University is something that forms you, something that breaks you down so you are ready for the real world. In this moment I knew that the University did not break me. I am unbreakable.

I finished my exam relatively early and hopped on the bus for home. As soon as I got in, the first thing I did was flop right on my bed. I'm all done. Kinda. Now all I have to do is wait for summer school.

Peace.

Enough About Floppies.

Coming back to Peterborough after all that time at home was really hard. To make things easier for me my mom packed me four roast beef sandwiches. They were pretty much consumed over the next couple of days. I had an exam coming up but found myself unable to boggle down and study for it. I went online to chat with some people and Kalyn was online so we talked to see if we could think of something to do.

We finally made plans to meet up for a drink or what not, and so we decide to go to the Old Stone Brewery at around 20:00 hours. I have some time to kill before then so after I get ready to go I sit downstairs watching Cedric and Scott play some N64. They start getting excited when one person starts to win, and frustrated when someone else counters. My cell phone alarms and so I get along my way to meet her downtown. The sun is starting to fade away leaving some sort of light for the streets. A cold breeze picks up, but I am protected mostly by my sweater. I dart across the busy street despite the warning stopping hand flashing at me. When I arrive at the Old Stone she's not there so I go inside the main hallway for a bit to wait. There is a narrow hallway that leads to both the Old Stone and Hot Belly Mamas. When you reach the end of the hall it tells you to go either "This way" or "That way" and of course "This way" leads to the Old Stone. On the far way adjacent to Hot Belly Mamas is a bulletin board, one of thousands in Peterborough. I look around to see if there are any interesting bands coming to play. I look over and Kalyn arrived so I open the door and we go inside.

We sit in the corner sharing the naugahyde and wood bench that hugged the wall in an “L” shape. Having small talk conversation and having some laughs. I keep looking at the waitress walking briskly back and forth in hopes of getting noticed so that she can take our orders. Finally our eyes meet. She walks over. “Have you two been looked after?”
“No, not yet.” I replied.
“What can I get for you to drink?”
“What do you have on draft?”
She whips out a drink menu and hands it to me in timely fashion and then draws her attention to my partner in crime.
“Pineapple juice.” She said.
I look through their list of home made brews (non-gaming reference this time) and ordered their stout.

We continue our conversation. “So what are you getting?” Kalyn asked me.
“Looks like fish and chips for me.” I said.
“Good call.”
“Yeah can’t go wrong with that, I love seafood. What are you getting?”
“I think I’ll just get an appetizer.”
When the waitress returned I ordered my fish and chips and Kalyn ordered salad. She leaves behind my dark stout which tastes excellent, and gives Kalyn a glass of ice with a pineapple juice can beside it, small white straw in the glass. “Hey I never knew what they used before.” She said inspecting the can.
“You’re a big fan of the pineapple juice here eh?”
“Yeah, but they never usually brought out the can like this.”
“Looks like they lost a customer.”
“Naw, I’ll still come here. Only now I know what to go when I’m at home.
“Fair enough; Cheers.”

Within ten minutes she arrived with our food which shocked both of us. Usually they are at least 25 minutes on a slow night. Her salad is loaded. “That’s a big salad.” I said.
“Yeah I’m quite surprised.”
“I should have got that instead, looks filling.”
We laughed. As we’re eating and talking this group of people started to accumulate beside our table. All of them seem to be focused on a table beside us, and they are starting to make a lot of noise. They were all in their middle age. Kalyn and I could barely hear each other, and we were sort of darting our eyes back and forth from each other to the group of people. Finally the annoyance left after a few minutes though, was a really odd occurrence.

We get our bill after finishing our dinner and drink and went to pay for it at the bar. Kalyn sneaked in and told her to put my drink on her bill. Sneaky. When we leave the bar I nudge her with my shoulder very lightly. “You bum! Thanks.”
“No problem!” She responds.
“I’ll walk you home.”
This time the walk was less eventful and no drunkards yelling at us while cranking up house music. The wind is really chilly though so we both huddle in our jackets.

When we get into her place she invites me to watch a movie with her, and we decide on Just Friends, even though she’s seen it. It was a really hilarious movie. It was a big ordeal for the set up though, moving tables here, stuff there. But it was fun. “Well I better get going, exam coming up, gotta study for it.”
“Alright. Oh, here are your disks.” She says and hands me a handful of 3.5 inch floppy disks.
“Sweet, nice colour floppies! I can pretend I am in the movie Hackers with this yellow one.”
She doesn’t get the reference.
“Never mind; But thanks for these, I’ll send you what’s on them before I format um.”
“Oh ok, thanks, probably nothing I need though.”

We said our goodnights and I ventured home. I studied for a little bit before falling asleep. I’ll study more in the morning before the exam.

Toronto.

I desperately called up my friends to go out with me to Toronto. My brother was driving out to Warden and St. Clair subway station to go somewhere downtown. So I thought it was a good idea to tag along and go downtown and check out a venue or a bar scene. Pete was the first to jump on board so on the way to pick him up I call up Nelson to see if he's still up for coming too.

"Hello?" A girl's voice answers.
"Oh, hi, is Nelson there?"
"Yup one second."
"Hello?" Nelson droned.
"Hey buddy, you still coming?"
"Yep."
"Ok we're picking up Pete now and then we'll go to your house. Is that Lisa there?"
"Yep."
"Is she coming?"
"Oh I didn't tell you? Yeah she is, is that ok?"
I muffled the phone and asked my bro if one more can come.
"Yeah it's cool, see you soon."

So we picked up Pete and then Nelson and Lisa. Who were dressed up for a club, Nelson with khakis and a dress shirt with dress shoes, and Lisa with a cut off black dress. Me and Pete were wearing skater shoes and throw on jackets.

"Hey guys... a little dressed up eh?"
"Yeah I assumed you wanted to go to a club and it was too late to change when you said you wanted to just go to a pub."
"Ah got'cha."

My bro drove back to the Harmony on-ramp to go West on the 401 towards Toronto. We play some rock music in the car and have a little chatter. He finally arrives at the Subway station and we pay our way through. Once on the Subway we sit on both sides of the car and talk about which places we are going to get off and times to meet etc. We decide to get off at Osgood to be close to Richmond Street, where all the bars are at. When we finally transfer and then get off at Osgood we're weaving down corridors to try and find the best exit. By chance we manage to rich University Ave. which then runs into Richmond. My brother told us of a place called Montana which has a eatery and a club, so we look around for it. Eventually we find it across from the big Chapters store and go inside. "It's about a 20 minute wait." The girl behind the counter said. She gave us this black bulky coaster which apparently will light up when the table is ready. So we go over to the bar to have a social. When our coaster eventually lights up and vibrates we exchange it in for seating. Luckily we got a table right next to the window overlooking the busy intersection.

I marvel at the people walking around in herds, the bright flashing lights illuminating the night sky. Me and Pete share a pizza which turned out really nice because it was thin crusted. Nelson and Lisa both ordered Stirlon steaks. Then the complained about it. After we were done the meal and dishing out the cash, the waitress tells us if we take our recipt to the stairs we can go up to the club and not pay cover. Sweet. So we do this and go up the stairs. Dead inside. A few cougars are on the dance floor and the rest of the old folks are scattered about. We leave the club and look for another place to party.

We go all over Toronto looking for a spot. One place looked packed, the Black Bull didn't sell pitchers only seven dollar pints, Horseshoe Tavern, which had some live music didn't have anywhere to sit, Chicagos was cheesey... I mean this is fucking Toronto and there is no God damn place to go! We could be drunk already if this was Peterborough! A few other places were fine dining lounges, Tonic wouldn't let me in with my skater shoes despite protest. So finally we walked all the way to Front street and went down into this place called OverDraught. $21 dollars for a pitcher of beer. You have got to be kidding me. So we drink our fill and I steal a beer mug and we head for the subway at Union Station. I call up my bro to tell him we're on our way. Lisa is plastered at this point, which is good cause she stopped arguing with Nelson about him going to a strip club when they were broken up.

We meet John back at Warden station and head to his car.

"You guys are lucky." This old man says to us. "Why's that?" Lisa asked.
"All these cars got their tires slashed but yours." He said.
He wasn't joking. We were lucky, one car got all four tires done in. We drive back to Oshawa and drop everyone off before returning home ourselves.

I place the stolen mug on top of my desk and then went to sleep.

Lords Of Shwatown.

On Thursday the 20th of April I was picked up by my dad at around 15:00 hours. It was a long process of taking down those posters and vinyl records from my walls. Packing up papers and textbooks into GrandNToy boxes. Stuffing hordes of dirty laundry into duffle and gym bags. When everything got packed into the Buick we set off for Oshawa. Along the way my dad of course inquires about what's going on for my exams and asking what I'm going to be doing in the summertime. I put on my MD player though and listened to some Death Cab For Cutie and gazed out into the fast moving landscapes. I'd stop listening to it periodically to start conversation with my dad just so he is not bored. Before arriving home we stop in the LCBO and then Sobeys to get some wine and some hamburgers for dinner. At this point I'm actually anticipating my arrive at home for I have no been there in such a long while. When we finally do get home I walk into the door and my dog goes crazy as expected and hangs around my legs the whole time. Until feeding time really. I go outside and kick this big red ball around for the dog to try and keep her away from the BBQ. It stopped working after a while though, cause my pup loves the grease and BBQ sauce that falls down. So I had to barricade her from going near it. I gave up eventually cause the hamburgers were all done and so we sat down to eat them. Shortly after dinner I receive a phone call from Jordan's house and it was Jay on the other line.

"Hey how's it going?" He says.
"Who is this?"
"It's Jay."
"Who?"
"Jay."
"Who?"
"... It's Danger calling." He then says. A little lame inside joke, it will be the last one on here I swear.
They tell me that they are coming to pick me up and then head over to the Waltzing Weasel for some drinks. I say sure and go upstairs to get ready. My dad slips me some money and I went out the door and waited for their car. I sat on the concrete steps looking up at the setting sun which caused the sky to turn a purplish hue surrounding it, the rest was a darkening blue. Jay's Toyota Echo rolls up and I hop inside. "Hey, I didn't know you were in Oshawa." Kate says.
"Oh, yup, I'm here."
"You didn't tell me you bum, next time I want a heads up!"

We arrive at the Waltzing Weasel in Courtice and get seated in a booth situation with two round tables. The waitress puts them together and walks away to get menus. I pull them apart to avoid another Tartan situation (check the archives). I order a strongbow draft and the rest of the knuckleheads order pina coladas. "You know, I make a mean Colada." I said. Pete and Nelson stroll in and sit down. We have some conversation and also ordered some wings too, but they were really lame. After were were done Jay decides to drop Kate off at home and go home himself, Nelson and Pete go to play some Xbox, so I went with Jordan to his house.

He sets up his NES for me and pops in Vice by Sammy Studios. It's a pretty fun game, although suffers a little in gameplay (what NES game didn't) because objects that look like they were in the background actually hurt your lifepoints. He calls up his friend and we go Scarborough to pick her up. When we get to Scarborough I'm reunited with all my old route points that I did during my stay with GreenLawn and I wouldn't shut up about it. When we picked up her friend we drove to a Tim Hortons and had some coffee and conversation. She actually couldn't stay out later than midnight (even though she's 22) so we had to drop her off again. At that point we call up Jay who also lives in Scarborough.

Ring. Click.
"Hello?"
"Hey Jay, are you sleeping?"
"Nope, just watching a movie."
"We got something here of yours is it ok if we come over?"
"Sure, what is it?"
"Ok, we'll be be there in 10 minutes."
"... Ok."

We arrive soon after and then hang out in his apartment. I instantly want to check out the skyline cause he is 15 floors up. When I get outside Jordan tells me to look down cause it looks scary. I do so holding my hat in case it flys off. He takes both hands and shakes my shoulders and that makes my heart drop a bit. We both start laughing. I take some photos with my cell phone and then went back inside. We sat there watching some Jackass and then me and Jay played a little Xbox and we went home.

Inspirations And Apparitions.

The original plan was to go to 2nd Floor on Wednesday night to celebrate the completion of an exam. That plan fell through though because a lot of people had exams or felt like no one was going to go out tonight because of exam. Nevertheless I had a really fun Wednesday night anyways. Kalyn messaged me online and we decided to watch Dead Poets Society and catch up on old times if you will, listen to some music as well. I told her that I needed to clean my room first because in it's current state I had popcorn all over the floor, papers everywhere, empty coke cans on my desk, a pile of laundry in the basket, and bills/transaction records everywhere in arms reach. After I made my room accessable I told Kalyn to come on over, and I went outside to wait for her. I sit down on the spinning chair on the porch, wearing my brown Jays shirt and jeans. I look over and in the darkness sits Jeff, one of our neighbours with his head in his hands. "Hey buddy." I said.
"Hey how's it going?"
"Not too bad, what are you up to?"
"Just got in from a run. My knee is killing me."
"Oh ya."
"This isn't even my bad knee." He pats his right knee, "This is my bad knee."
I pat my right knee, "Yeah this is my bad one."
"Same one."
"How'd you do yours in?" I asked.
He then told me the story of getting hit from behind in hockey, and I in return told him my Jitsu injuring story.
"Alright man, I'm going to go in for a bit." He said.
Once he entered his house I looked up into the night sky, there are not too many stars out. I realize that I should walk and meet her along the way instead of just sitting around, so I got up and walked down MacDonnel street to run into her.

Shortly up the road I run into her and we walk back to my house. We sit in my newly clean room and I start playing some songs on my computer. We both have an appreciation for music so I wanted to play her some Jack Johnson which she totally digged and then went on to play Death Cab For Cutie after. "Ok check out this song by Death Cab, but let me say that it's-" I pause for a second. "It's sort of a beautiful sad song." I continued. I put on "I Will Follow You Into The Dark," and we both listened attentively to the lyrics. My mind wanders to that night in November when I laying down on my bed, staring into my walls crying, and then the next morning hunched over on the chair on the porch looking into my glass of whiskey and ginger ale. We both agree that it is a nice tune, but the second chorus really does not fit in. I put on Dead Poets Society and we hop on top of my bed and watch my computer screen. I'd normally use the living room TV, but it was already in use at the time. The more we lean back on my walls the more the bed creeps forward on it's wheels. I try to brace the wheels with my jeans. In the end I just stop leaning back on the walls much to the dismay of my back. I really could use a futon for these situations. "Don't do that dad!" Kalyn yells out. "Woah, hey, no yelling, my roomies will think something kinky is going on in here." I joke. I won't give away what happens in the movie but it was pretty sad.

After the movie was over I walk her back home. It's still a really nice night out and both being from country lives we share stories of our observations with stars. And the lack there of when going to the city. When we walk up George street towards Parkhill these two guys open the window above us. In the room you could hear the house music playing on one of their stereo systems. "Wooo! Yeeaah!" They yelled at us with their hands waving around. I clench my fists and start to do a house dance in return to their delight and they begin to cheer some more. I stopped moving my fists in a circular motion and continued on the normal stride going back to a previous conversation. "So where do you live?" I ask as we approach the Subway on the corner. "Just at the white place there." She said. I make my way to the one behind the store. "No no, the one beside."
"Oh" I said. "That place there?" I pointed.
"Yup."
I begin to laugh. "I use to know people who lived there."
I'm laughing to myself cause it was the place where Adam's ex-girlfriend use to live, Amy. Boy he was an idiot to let that one go. Who knew what would happen after they broke up too.

We get inside and instantely I feel weird going up these steps. It was a return to a familiar place. We get up to her room and she bids me to sit on her computer chair, but since she has no chair for herself I plop on the floor across from her. To her dismay of course. The phone rings. Her roommate comes out and gives it to her. Who calls this late? After everything is sorted out we sit down again and she gives me a tarot reading. I of coursed asked about my love life. The first card representing the past comes up the World card. Which signifies something being complete in my life. I instantly think of my ex-girlfriend Jessie but do not reveal that to her. The next card representing the present comes Ace of Cups, signifying an emergence of emotions. Not sure about that one. And then the future card turns up. It's the Magician. Although this card can be representitive of some event, it can also be a significator. Meaning it represents a person. Someone powerful and strong, someone with a burst of energy, creativity and a focused will. Who knows if such a person will appear before me, or has already.

We then sit down longer and chat about movies and other stuff, reminising about our first year and the people we knew. When 04:00 hours came around I decided it's best that I head home so we both can get some sleep. We hug and say our goodbyes and I walk back home with the streets to myself. I look up at the stars again and the very few that remain there for me.

I came into my house, went right into my room and feel asleep.

Evolution Baby!

I know the ending to the last story arc was a little over dramatic, but it happens, I won't apologize for it, just enjoy the story as it is. It's so funny how much this blog has progressed into something that can be analyzed into something that has turned into one ore two short paragraphs into thousands of words. If you ever wonder what my influence could be in terms of my writing style, in fact if you ever asked me, I would tell you that I don't really have one. That was until I re-visited an old website I use to go to way way way before the whole blog thing became popular and that is a short online novella called "She really hates my futon." I was looking at the website to see if the latest chapter has been added yet. It hasn't. But re-reading some of the chapters on there I realized that my style of storytelling is pretty similar. With the minor differences is that mine is littered with spelling mistakes and I have a different way of presenting stuff, often over-dramatic. If you like what you read here then you will absolutely will love what you find at this mentioned website at www.myboot.org, I encourage you to read it when you have spare time.

Anyways, I finished my retail marketing exam today. I didn't stress over it like I did with my accounting exam. I think the reason for that is I did really well on the essay and group project so this exam is really worth pennies in comparison. As opposed to the Accounting exam where nearly everything was riding on it. I did well though and got through it. Even had a little be of fun doing the essay question because we had to do a flagship retail store for YAMAHA, draw out a floor plan as well then relate it a diagram called Walter's Model. My idea in actual application could be financially well off, but probably nearly impossible to implement due to start-up costs.

I then took the bus ride home in the hot hot sun, ran into Steph (the athlete) and talked to her for a bit. Man her legs are smokin' hot. Got off to hit up some Subway cause I was so hungry. I got the special and then went over to Kelly's to talk about whether or not I should go to this party tonight. I'm still on the fence. The bread was actually kinda hard too which sucked, I hate getting unfresh bread. And afterwards I walked home and just started to relax now.

It feels so fucking good to be done everything. Well, almost everything. I still have one more exam to go on the 27th. But you know what I mean when you finish off a course it's just like a huge fucking weight off your shoulders. Anyways...

It's around 22 degrees celicus outside, f'n amazing, love global warming, big fan. I am going to drown my sorrows in Coke tonight (Coca-Cola) and enjoy the weather.

Peace.

My Dummy Hand (Part 3).

When we get back into the Great Hall we once again brought out our notes. This time however we only had maybe three pages each after studying so long we were able to condense the information. We went over all three cases and the questions over and over. As we're doing that we both draw our attention to the stairs leading up to the Champlain office. A Trent student was standing there with a bunch of tourists. "And this is what is called the Great Hall and it is one of the many cafs here on campus." She said. I look at the group of potentials with their parents and notice how they are gazing around the room. It can feel pretty timid at first when you walk in because of how high the ceiling is and the medieval look of the place. I remember when I took the tour long long ago when I first arrived on campus during Intro Week. The tourist continued along their way and I finished up studying because so much is riding on this exam; It is the end of all ends.

When we walk towards the gym I start singing "Let's Get It" by P.Diddy. Ever since my first year I use to listen to that song to pump me up before an exam. Of course I only know the chorus off by heart. I keep looking at Vishald's peice of paper before going into the exam trying to remember the details of it. I know I shouldn't, but I keep forgetting it.

We walk into the gym and set our bags and such down. I take our a bunch of pens and my calculator. I know I won't need it for the exam but I keep it there to add up my marks when I take a break from writing. I sit down at a desk and Vishald sits beside me. "Ok everyone," Konopaski says walking to the middle of the gym "You have three hours from now, and remember that if you think you're going to do badly, the sign up sheet for summer school is at the front." Everyone starts laughing. I'm not laughing. "Begin." He says. I look through the booklet before starting right away and looking over the two cases. The one I did is on the exam which is sweet, and the other one is one I kinda looked over but I know it's easy to do. I start on the short answers. Three questions down, that's 12% so far, five done, that's 20%. My hand is getting sore, and as I continue to write it feels like glass is in my veins. I shake it and then stare at the back of my hand, a small blister is forming where the pen rests. Ten questions done, that's 40% right there. I get to question 14 and I don't know the answer. I leave it blank. I finish off the last of the short answer questions and then proceed to the first case study. Writing the case was very tedious because I just wrote it this morning, this time however I had to write it very well. I finish that off then skip the next case and write down the bonus questions as a sort of break. My hand is killing me. I open and close it several times while looking at the palm and nothing I can do can seem to stop it from hurting. I open the last few pages and begin on the last case forcing my hand to write. At this point my penmanship is starting to suffer, words are not coming our right, spelling mistakes scribbled out, and it's starting to look very un-neat overall. As I wrote the very last sentence I pounded the tip of the pen into the page for the period. Got up and handed it in to the front and walked out of the gym. It was over. I continued to try and loosin' up my hand to no avail, but I managed to catch the bus right away and went home.

On the bus someone pulled on my backpack, I look back and a young girl is looking at me, I turn my head around and I hear some laughter. I look back again and see Melissa sitting there. "How's it going Matthieu?"
"Oh going good, how are you?"
"Not too bad just coming back from the library, typing out an essay."
"Cool. I just wrote my first exam."
"How'd that go?"
"My hand is just dummied! But other than that I did well."
She laughed again. We walk down Stewart together and said our goodbyes when we arrived at my house.

It was over. No more accounting. The thorn in my side was ripped out and although I bled on the way back; I felt fucking great.

My Dummy Hand (Part 2).

So I left off seeing Vishald in the caf and we started to study. On the long wooden table we had our books and papers surrounding us like a war room. I get back to work on the case that I was trying desperately to finish before I ran into Vishald. Across the table Vishald takes out his earbuds connected to his MP3 player. "Ok man, we do the twenty questions right now, and in 1 hour we do the cases."
"Man, I gotta finish this case, I gotta."
"Alright man." He puts his earbuds back in and goes back to his method of studying. I go back to writing down the case answer with references to the textbook. I'm looking up "arm's length transactions", "unrealized gains", ethical responsibilites and other things related to shares. When I finally finish it is around 12:30. I give Vishald the finished case to study and I go in for some french fries. She puts a bunch in the basket and puts it in the deep fryer. Walks away to talk to someone for a bit in the backroom. I look attentively at the grease flying up out of the fryer and back into the bubbling substance. She walks back in and shakes the fries around and moves them around with the tongs. "For here or to go?"
"For here." I said. "No wait, to go."
She highlights something on the small peice of paper which is my order form. Puts the finished fries into a small plastic container and hands both that and the peice of paper to me. "Thanks." I said.

I sit back down with Vishald and eat my french fries and Vishald goes in to get some food as well. He comes back with a pita. "This is a big pita." He says and chomps into it. "They did it wrong though."
"Yeah they never mix pitas unless you ask."
"No; It's not that. This stuff should be over there." He says moving his head in the direction. I really have no idea what he's talking about so I go back to studying.
"Ok" He says. "We should do the cases now."
"I haven't even looked at these twenty short answers yet, I gotta do them man."
"Alright man."
I write down my answers even though we have the answers already written down.
"Man don't waste your time writing them down."
"It's how I study, if I write it down I'll memorize it."
He goes back to eating the pita.

We exchange arguements back and forth, disagreements on accounting practices and definitions of terms. We eventually come to an agreement for each arguement however, this is how it always is when we study. We try calling up Anosh to see what he's up to and whether he is coming. He's still in Toronto but said he'd try to make it up. After an hour and a half we go to the library to see if he's there in the library. We go up to the fourth floor looking but no one is there. A bunch of students consume the table and creating a noise level like no other. "We couldn't study here anyways." I said. "Let's go outside." Vishald suggests. So we go outside the library and sit on the steps in the main "podium" area. As we sit there I try to bring out my notes on my lap to study. "How long til the exam?" I ask.
"In about half an hour."
"Ok man, we gotta go inside the Great Hall again to study."
"Man, it is so nice outside, come on."
"Man... we need to study!"
"Alright fine."
"Plenty of time for sun after this bad boy." I said. We walked back into the Great Hall to get in some last minute studying done.

Ok well that's it for now. I will add in Part 3 later on today. Right now I have to go to Karens to study for my retail marketing exam tomorrow.

Peace.

My Dummy Hand.

My alarm on my JetAudio player woke me up to some Zero 7 I layed in bed in the early hours at around 07:00 hours. Today is not going to be a good day. When I finally awoke I played around on my computer expecting the phone call from my dad. Came right on mark at 08:00 hours. After he hung up I got ready to get into the shower, I took three steps and my phone rang again. I bolted back to answer it so that it doesn't wake up the roomates. "Yeah?"
"Did you double check your exam time?"
"Yes, I already told you, 2 o' clock, 14 hundred hours!"
"Ok, see you in an hour."
The whole time in the shower my brain simulated the ringtone that my cell phone has, it was driving me nuts to hear it inside my head over and over almost as if I was actually hearing it ring. Needless to say as soon as I got out of the shower I put my cell phone on silent.

My dad finally arrived and I got my stuff ready to go because he offered to drop me off at the library. He gave me some pop, water, and leftovers from their turkey dinner. Mashed potatoes and turkey drumsticks. I put those in my fridge upstairs to ensure none of the roommates eat it. I hop in the car and we drive to campus. It was almost reminiscent of all the times I rode in the car going to campus with him because it was a rare occasion. Hasn't happend since I was in residence last. I peered into the side mirror as we zoomed past the Peterborough zoo, I could see the mirrored blurry reflections of the green trees as I starred at my face behind my shades. My skin looked synthetic and plastic, sagging around the cheeks. My lips were a light pink with little bristles underneath my bottom lip. I took my fingers and pulled on the synthetic skin to test it. It was real.

He dropped me off and I gave him instructions on how to get out and I went on my way to the Great Hall. I took out $20 dollars from the ATM and hit the caf. I was the only one in there so I paced back and forth looking for something to consume at 09:30 hours in the morning. Pacing back and forth I looked at the tiny offerings of cereal, candy, soda pop, a couple nutrientgrain bars left over, pastries of all sorts but nothing desireable. The caf worker stood near the grill section at me, probably as anxious as I was to make a decision. I finally find a crossient and some butter and take that. I sit down at one of the tables overlooking the river. The sunlight is breaking through some of the evergreens and through the windowed doors leading to the ouside shining on the tiled floor below my feet. I butter my crossient and eat it. I then take out my books and start to study for accounting. I sit and study, writing down the answer for a case study that I know will be on the exam.

"You're in 102 eh?" Someone says to me. I look up and there is a guy standing there with buzzed black hair and looks sorta of goofy.
"Yeah."
"How's that treating you?"
"Pretty good I guess, just going over the case studies."
"Did you get the answers online?"
As a side note here in case you're confused at this point. Our accounting prof gave us the exam in advance, 20 short answers and 3 case studies, and said 15 short answers and 2 cases will be on the exam. So someone posted the answers online.
"Yeah, but some of them were really wrong, so I'm doing it myself."
"Yeah I noticed that too, well we're going to be at the library if you want to study with us."
"Alright man." I said. I knew very well that I wasn't going to the library to study with those morons.

I got back to work and tried desperately to finish the case. I'm starting to grumble in the stomach. Fuck, alright, I'll just go to the washroom and come back. It's starting to pain up and I'm wondering what the hell was in that pastry. I go to the secret washroom near the senior common room. I sit down on the toilet and look around for the usual graffiti. What the heck did you think I was going to say? To my right I notice some red ink. It scribbled "look right toilet tennis" with a red box around it. I looked to my right and saw nothing on the walls. I examined the area some more and found a faded away red box on the toilet paper dispenser that had "Loo le" in it. Janitor probably tried to wash it all away and only got some of it. My toilet tennis was interupted by the sound of the large wooden doors opening from the outside. The washroom door open and some guy walks in. I look below the stall door to see his shoes, I lean forward to look through the crack and the guy looks in the mirror and checks his spikey hair and walks back out. Clearly upset that I occupied the sole stall in this washroom.

I get out wash my hands and head back to the caf to study some more. To my surprise Vishald is sitting at the tables surprised to see me. We sit down and hit the books.

Part 2 tomorrow.

Peace.

Double Double.

Last night was fairly fun, I totally missed out on watching the Jays game which sucked. So I went downtown with Cedric. As we were walking we were sharing dream cars and what not. I told him I would hire a guy to call Alfreid to drive me around in a Rolls Royrce to roll play Batman all the time. He would say: "Sir, for the hundreth time, my name is James, you are not Batman, and we are not going to Joker's hideout; We are going to Subway." I guess you had to be there. We both popped into Dixon's to look at some comic books and argue whether Batman or Spiderman could win a fight. It really shouldn't even be an arguement, Batman could fuck him up.

Cedric went to visit his friend and I went on my way to the LCBO. When I got there the parking lot was crazy with cars coming in and out and lined up. People scurrying to get out of the place with their bottle(s) in hand. I stroll in. There is a service rep giving away tastings of Hypnotiq. I think back to New Years where some 17 year old kid got wasted off that stuff. I didn't try any. I get a bottle of Italian Pinot Grigio & Verduzzo. It's a 2004 by Masi Masianco. I stuffed it into my bag after buying it and stuffed a Vintages magazine in there too. And walked home. I called up Kelly on the cell phone to tell him that we're going out tonight and as I'm doing so the wind went crazy and roared as I walked up the street. A couple of girls were across the street jumping into it while laughing. I started to walk backwards to cut some of the noise out cause Kelly couldn't hear me. After we finished talking I continued home.

I put the bottle in the fridge and chat on my computer for a while. Cedric comes home so we play a game of N64. Then we decide to start the evening by sitting out on the porch enjoying a J. I open the bottle of wine and pour two glasses, we sniffed and drank some. I cooked up some spagetti to have with my wine and I'm starting to get really drunk already. I go upstairs and chat online for a while and Cedric gets ready and heads over to Chad's to watch UFC 59. He invited me to come along but Kelly was coming over and I was really enjoying my online chat at the time.

Kelly came in at 22:30 hours and so we went immediately to the Junction. We had to wait in line for around 15 minutes which isn't too bad. Inside you see the usual white guys with button up shirts and jeans... wait a minute, I'm a white guy wearing a button up shirt and jeans. Fuck. Anyways the DJ played one of my fav songs LL COOL J - Phenomenom and he plays it so well cause he was the DJ at Illusions nightclub during the 90s. I went up to the booth to see him do his shit and he's stratching and playing with the sound board totally doing an amazing job. I never seen anything like like it. He sees me and comes over and I just yell "Man that was fucking amazing! Thanks for playing that song love LL Cool J." He laughs and says thanks.

I ran into Karen... and her friend Karen and talked with them a bit. They went off instantly to do their own thing. That's cool. Cedric eventually came into the bar and chilled with us. And there was this one girl at the bar, wearing this red blouse that just went down to the top of her rib cage, this short black skirt. She was really shaking her stuff too. And there was some white dude dancing with her with his arms up in the air swaying side to side. We all just shook our heads. "He doesn't know WHAT to do with her." I said to Cedric who agreed. Then again I wouldn't know what to do either, so I'll just laugh.

We left for home and went to get some pizza at Double Double, Aidan's fav spot, and the guy gave me a deal on a couple slices and a pop. $3.00 dollars. We carried it home and ate there while watching Running Man. I went upstairs to chat for a bit online and then finally falling asleep.

Ok well today I have so much studying to do, and the Jays game is on later! Woooooo Blue Jays!! So probably won't be an update til like Monday after my exam.

Peace.

Scape Goat.

I could barely wake up this morning because I was up very late finishing off the final touches to my part for my group 410 project. I freaked out cause it is Good Friday and I have no idea if any buses are running. I tried calling the transit office but no one answered, and the same with the Trent University office. I called up my parents in frustration and a call for help to go home. They told me to take a cab to the library. I eventually did find out that there are a few buses running so I got my accounting stuff together to go to the library to study.

I arrived with Vishald and met up with Ginosh on the 4th floor. We decided to get some food and so we went to find some vending machines. Ginosh stays back to guard the stuff and so Vishald and I go around campus to get some food. We try to get into Champlain but all the doors we pull are locked. Even the secret doors. The wind is a bit chilly and the rest of campus is bare with one or two students walking about. We decide to go to O.C. and try our luck there. As we're walking across the bridge I murmur "Jesus didn't die on the cross so that we can be inconvienced!" Vishald thought that one was funny, he probably did not understand this Western civilization phenomenom either. As we approach the doors into Wenjack we noticed one of the doors wedged open. "Hmm, Someone is looking out for us." I said. There was a little pinecone used a door stop to prevent the door from being shut and locked.

We get a some junk food and head back to the library. I replace the pine cone on the way back. I'm a firm believer in the pine cone system. I'm eating my chips on the way there and Vishald is jogging and jumping around beside and in front of me. When we get back to our spot in the library Ginosh is no where to be found. Nice job, my $400 dollar MD player was still in my jacket though. I go on one of the computers and break down the case studies we have to know for class while talking to people on MSN messenger about other group work. It's around 16:00 hours and after a few hours of arguing and studying I decide to go home.

I'm so tired at this point that after Cedric and I finish our game of N64 I go up to my room and fall asleep to some Keane playing. Waking up two hours later Il ook at the time. 20:00 hours. I go downstairs to cook some fish and chips. My dad wanted me to go to Red Lobster, but I did not want to waste that much money on it. I suppose they just wanted me not to feel so lonely on Good Friday. I sit by the TV eating my food watching Most Haunted. The light bulb flickers above me while I watch it, then it goes completely dark and inside the bulb a little flash of blue occurs. Great, another burnt out bulb. After the show is done and I finish eating I go over to the neighbours house to watch the Blue Jays game. It's so exciting, although the Jays ended up falling short 5 runs after two innings they came back to win 13-7 against last years champs the Chicago White Sox. Jeff and I exchange baseball thoughts the entire time, who should be traded, who do we like. Allen sits there beside me reading this rediculously large Texas Hold'Em book on strategies. Outside it starts to pour down rain and thunder roars in far distance. I run back into my house to shut down my computer and before I do I talk to Karen who invites me over to watch a movie with her. I go back to watch the rest of the game and then get my jacket on and head to Karen's house.

We decide on watching Sideways, she hasn't seen it yet, and I haven't seen the beginning of the film. It's such a masterpeice, I remember trying to watch it back in Oshawa (I think I mentioned it in a blog) but the parents kept bugging me. After it was over I walked home and went to bed. I fell asleep so easily and for the first time I managed to get around eight hours of sleep. And managed to get my blog on track to where I am right now.

We'll see how long that lasts.

Peace.

Don't Drink Pina Coladas.

I needed a change of scenery today so when I caught wind that Cedric and Scott were heading to campus I rushed to get all my 410 material together to go to the library with them and use the computers there. I get everything in my backpack and try to get the manager interview I did onto my MD player. I converted the file but could not find where the heck it was. Three minutes til the bus arrives. I'm sweating at this point and nervous that I will not catch the bus so I tell them to go without me and I'll catch the next one. I went back upstairs and finally figured out where the converted file went so I saved it on a MD and stuffed them into my leather jacket and went on my way. As I approach the bus stop on Reid I see Nick up ahead and I try to hide a grin as I walk up shaking my head. We talk for a bit before the bus comes up and have some laughs. "That's an nice pee hole you got there" I said, because of the large hole on the front of his pants. "Yeah got that from college when I took chemistry, hydrochloric acid got on it." We get on the bus and trode along. The skies are a looming light grey, a little bit of rain falls down creating sand brown, wet sidewalks. When the bus gets to the library we go our seperate ways and I walk up the steps and walk in. It's still pretty busy inside dispite it being exam time. I see Scott right away and we talk for a little bit.

I walk downstairs and look for a computer that doesn't allow anyone to see my screen. Not sure why. I get one at the far corner and log in. The screen looks more purple than it should so I spend some time playing around with the settings of the monitor until I figure out how to change it back to normal. Once that was out of the way I turned on my MD player and listend to the manager interview I recorded while typing out some rough notes. Hmm, the battery is getting low. I call up my parents to chat for a bit and get some info about the OPG employee I interviewed. I forgot to ask him what a section manager for project and modifications actually does. I finish listening to the interview and statisfied with my notes I head to the front of the library to catch the bus.

When I get there it's around 16:00 hours, meaning I've been in the library now for over 2 hours. Nick is there when I arrive and we shake our heads again at our chance meeting. As I'm talking to him about nonsense Melissa appears before us. All three of us joke around and the rain starts to come down lightly. A bunch of students waiting on the steps go underneath the concrete ceiling further back. We remain where we are though. The bus comes up and we all get on and sit at the front together. Nick jokes that I should get him an umbrella and come back to get him on the bus. What a joker. I actually made plans with little Steph to meet up at Subway. So I said good byes and went to Subway. I called her up to let her know I'm at Subway and I get inside to order my sub. Afterwards she walks up with her dog and I stuff the goods in my backpack and we walk our way back.

It stopped raining now and so we take the bike trail behind the houses. She lets me take the lease for a little bit and the dog waddles along. We get back to her place and I sit down and talk to her while eating my sub. Afterwards we watched a little bit of the Simpsons while I rubed her dog's stomach with my foot. The dog rolled on her back with the paws sticking outwards and flopped over.

I walked back home after the show ended and listened to some HIM on my MD player. Walking back the rain started to pick up a bit to a light drizzle. I took the side streets on the route to my house and walked by a playground where two mothers were at a park with their kids. The rain continued to come down lightly and yet the family seemed unphased as if we were all living in two co-existing worlds layered on top of each other with polar opposite weather conditions.

As I walk back home I look up to the light grey sky and feel the tinyest of drops freckled my face. I then took a big inale of the aromas around me only to notice the distinct smell of a fresh worm being washed out of the grass.

It felt good.

Slim Fast.

The Plan That Went Wrong.

It's Tuesday (April 11th) right now as I type this out, I kinda just started to start entries and save the drafts and finish them off later. It's been really hard to sit here and write when I could be doing other important things like sitting here reading up on useless information while chatting with people. I felt so artificial this morning when I was waking up. My skin felt like it did not belong on me, and my movements felt sluggest and unresponsive. I was sitting here listening to some music and reading up on stupid dating web articles and then I look to my left and Rory is walking towards me. "Oh... my... God." I said stunned. What the fuck is he doing here? I was instantantly exstatic. Way back in Novemeber, if you remember reading my old blog, Rory stayed with us for a about a month and he was one of the coolest guys ever. We had some chat and he had to go right soon back to Belleville. But anyways this is my accounting of my Friday and Saturday, the 7th and 8th respectivitly.

Friday.

Originally Rob and I planned to eat nothing all day and just drink Slim Fast drinks before going to campus. Once we got on campus we were going to just get shit faced on beers. However this all changed, it was almost noon time and Rob still did not wake up yet. I was sitting on my computer watching the rain come down asking people if dionysus is still going to happen. Ends up it is, but I had an assignment that didn't get done in time for me to be able to head out there. So we all stayed in. After finishing my assignment for 15:00 hours, we head out to get some beverage for tonight. At the LCBO Rob decides that he is going to just get some beer. I get a bottle of [yellow tail] red cabernet. At the beer store he walks in and gets a 12 of Lakeport honey.

We stop into No Frills after the beer store and get some groceries. Rob and I are trying to decide upon sharing Pizza. "We can get this big one here for three bucks, or two of these for five." I ponder at the pizzas. "How about this?" I point to a rectangle pizza. "Naw." Rob says and continues to ponder about the two pizzas. I look down below in the pits of the freezing displays. Six pizzas in a bag for $8.99. I pick it up "We're getting this, three pizzas each." Rob nods and we continue our shopping.

Getting back home I sit in the back and open up a 500ml chocolate milk that I bought with some cheese bread. I break off some for Rob and tell Adam that he can't have any. I take a sip of the chocolate milk and look at the expirary date. April 3rd... It was the fifth right now. I swallow the horrible tasting substance cause I was in the car and give it Rob. "Man I think they sold me bad milk. Take a sip." I said, and he does and instantly gags. He tries to give it back to me and I say "No man, throw it out the window." He rolls down his window and as we drive down MacDonnell street he tosses it to the sidewalk. The carton makes a thud on the cement and tumbles to the grass beyond the sidewalk spilling it's guts everywhere. We laugh.

Once we get home I cook up a couple pizzas for Rob and I. I open the bottle of wine and pour a glass and put the rest in the fridge for later. It tastes wonderful, the fruity smell and not so bitter taste is very welcoming. We eat our pizzas while watching TV. Afterwards we head up to Robs loft and I take the rest of the bottle of wine with me and continue to drink it. After about half way I stopped bothering to smell the wine cause I was use to it and feeling fairly buzzed. Kelly and Tammy eventually came over and so we're all listening to some music and having a good time. At one point in the night I'm having one of Robs beers and Kelly tackles Adam to the foam couch in Robs room. I hop onto Kellys back with the beer in my hand. Kelly rises up with me still on him and I come crashing down onto the couch. As I land with beer still in my hand it geysers up towards the ceiling and spashes all over me and people around me. "What the hell Kelly?!" I exclaim while laughing. I go downstairs and change my shirt. Nancy comes over too and after chilling upstairs with us for a bit drives us to the Rooster.

Nancy goes down an alley way downtown into this creepy parking lot surrounded by buildings. The low lighting and sweating bricks added to the effect and we all go up to the line up at the Rooster. Of course Ced is working at the door so we see if it's possible to skip the line. He tells us that his manager is lurking about so we wait in line up for a bit. The line is not moving and our old friend Zaf comes into the line with us for a bit, and we're there with Cathy too. So we're all laughing and joking around. All of a sudden that same peice of shit, who you may remember I wanted to throw off the stage that one time butts in front of us with some girl. "Rob watch this." I said. I sucked in all the saliva in my mouth and made an audible spit sound and flung my spit towards the guy. The foamy saliva stretches and lands on the shoulder of the girl's coat. Rob starts laughing uncontrollably. I'm kinda chuckling and shushing him. "What did you do?" Nancy ask. I shushed her laughing. "No, what did you do?" She asked again. I couldn't stop laughing and then she saw it. No one else noticed though and Cedric gave us the signal to go in. We leave our place in line and walk into the bar.

Inside I get a Corona and start to bounce around. I get up on the stage wearing my blazer and jeans. I dance with Cathy and Nancy for a bit and Nancy keeps going over to Kelly. What is the friggin' facination with that guy? I run into my neighbour Allen who is just as trashed as I am. Continuing to dance I also run into Tim, Rob and Adams kickboxing coach. We all stay for a bit long and decide to leave around 2:30am. I go outside and wait around with Cathy and Kelly talking to Cedric. I noticed that Rob hasn't come out yet with the guys so I asked Ced if he's seen him. "Oh Rob? He left a while ago man." I curse and walk with Kelly and Cathy back home. I finally get in and start making a pizza. After it's done I sit down to eat it and the rest of the gang comes in and tell me that they all went to Night Kitchen and got slices from Tim. I slice my pizza in half and Rob asks if he could have half of it. I said sure and start to take a slice. "Woah man, you're taking the bigger half!" He says. I told him they were the same, but I really wasn't sure. Afterwards I crawled upstairs and layed on the floor in the upstairs hallway. Adam and Kristen tell me to get up and get to bed so I crawl on my back towards my room and they try to lift me up. I have a huge smile on my face and I just give up on the floor underneath my computer chair.

"Do you want a pillow buddy?" Adam asked. I say no but he gets me mine anyways and so I grin and start to fall asleep. "Want a blanket?" He asked. I said for him to pass me a sweater and I layed it on top of me and he turned out the lights and walked away. The grin never left my face as I layed there in the most comfortable state known to man.

I eventually woke up and went to my bed.


Ok folks, took a while to get this up and so I'll briefly say that Saturday wasn't anything too special, went to Junction at night and walked Kristen home to Adam. In the morning I told Rob that I couldn't believe about heckling me about taking the bigger slice of the pizza when he already got pizza and I cooked this one. We all laughed.

And now you know the rest of the story.

Everything.

My morning consisted of me just sitting around looking up the usual information on shortwire and other blogs. I'm sort of a blog fanatic right now, I have about 20 that I have bookmarked and the list is growing. I talk with my friend Kalyn who has her own blog and she laughed when I mention how narcisstic it makes you feel. She tells me that blogging is to "welcome to the art of conversation with yourself". It's a pretty funny quote. It's finally around 16:00 hours or so, I decide it's the best time to catch the bus and attend my final class of the year. It's only accounting so I figure what a good note to end my University career.

When I arrive to school I sit around the back instead of up front. He's going over the questions for the exam and explains the business case we have to do. Wait a minute? That's the same case I did last year for an assignment. I start to drift off and fall asleep. I desperately try to remain awake but my tiredness becomes the best of me. I remember some classes I would hold a pen in between my thumb and index finger so that if I drifted off the sound of the pen hitting the floor would wake me up attentively. I didn't do it this time though and it was the feeling of my body go lifeless that finally woke me up.

After the class ended I went over to see my friend Vishald to talk about when we are going to study. There is a line up to talk to Konopaski and some people ask some dumb questions. He points to me. "Oh, I just wanna say goodbye." And he starts to laugh, so he offers a handshake. "So this is it eh?" He asks.
"Well, we'll have to see, it's either graduation or summerschool."
"We'll work something out."
We said our goodbyes and I headed towards the bus. I feel pretty good about that conversation and I hop on the Trent Express to make my way home. As the bus slowly crawls up the steep street of Parkhill the waning sun welcomes us at the top. Everyone who was looking ahead had their pupils adjust to the sudden burst of light. The sun light touched everything from the seats on the bus to the people themselves and created something beautiful in return.

I spent the rest of the night chilling with my roomates and making plans for tomorrow for Dionysus (a campus event).

The Last One.

I woke up from a dead sleep this morning after having a bad dream that I actually missed my presentation for today by sleeping in. I was up fairly late last night, until like 04:00 hours maybe more, I have such a lack of sleep. I managed to finally rise out of my bed and start the final touches on our presentation for retail marketing class. I try endlessly to get a quicktime movie file to work in PowerPoint. I try installing a few programs to convert the file. Nothing seems to work so I get the slides ready the best I can and send it to myself and head to campus to meet with my group. I'm already half and hour late.

I wait for the East Bank bus to arrive, I'm wearing the usual presentation get up of a dress shirt and khaki pants. The bus arrives and I go right to the back of the bus and lounge on the bench like seats with my legs spread apart and arms around the seats. The bus shakes back and forth as it trodes along, I look around at the people sitting near me and silently our eyes talk with one another but we don't say anything. When the bus finally arrives at the Gzowski college I get off and make my way downstairs to the cafe. I look around and can not see my group anywhere, I peer into the seminar rooms in the surrounding area and see them with our powerpoint up on the slides. Practicing here it seems, and I walk in. They all greet me and inform me that they actually got the quicktime movie to work in our PowerPoint. Perfect. "Ok I'll be right back." I said. I was so hungry. I walked up to the counter with a small milk. "Can I get a slice of pizza too please?"
She made a grimicing face, "... I wouldn't..."
"Bad eh?"
"Yeah, it's really old, I wouldn't sell it to you."
I pick up a small bag of Lays lightly salted chips instead because there really isn't much else at this cafe. Then go back to the seminar room. We have to change rooms cause a prof came in who had a class at the time we are using it. In the new seminar room I make some corrections in the language of the slides. They want to add in another slide and so I do this as well, but I did not have photoshop for the headers so the result was something half-ass.

We began a run through of our presentation and it all looks good. I get to my part, "Besides the new floor design of the flagship Blockbuster we also have some other recommendations base on what other competitors are doing. First they should partner with a sable or catellite company to bring an OnDemand service-" Karen starts laughing and I'm confused why. I run through the rest of my speech and it wasn't until later that she told me I mixed up cable and satellite.

We go into our seminar room and watch a presentation on Sport Mart. Kim Sanderson the TA for the course grilled the group with questions of advertising costs and renovation costs. Our group was taken aback and starting to get more nervous about presenting. One of our group members, Byrce, assured that he had it covered. When we finally got up there I sat down at the computer to click through the slides and the group presented until it was my part. Afterwards we got no questions from the TA. Then we got a question from the prof asking about bringing the home experience to Blockbuster... really odd question because it was something we did not talk about. We also got a question from this idiot Jacques (one of the only guys able to fail a Stephen Regoczei) course about the hardwood flooring we were implementing. Byrce said that we aren't actually using real hardwood, but the plastic kind that snaps in. I had no idea it existed. So when it was all over I think we achieved a great mark.

I went home and played some Magic The Gathering with my roommate Adam. I told him after the third game that I really wanted to go to the LCBO to pick up some wine. I call up my father and talk with him the whole way. I'm sort of missing being home but I realize that I have to stick it out and stay here to finish my school studies. I get into the LCBO and pick up a Kozelmel red. It doesn't look like a vintage wine, but I got it anyways. After picking up the wine I went over to Subway and got the special. The guy accidently put ham on it when it was just turkey day. I walked back towards my house taking bites out of my sub with the wrapping peeling off around the sub. After I finished it I stopped into Night Kitchen for a slice of pizza, they had my fav kind, feta cheese with greens. I sat down and had the pizza with a coke and looked outside. People walked past and glanced looks at me while continuing their muted conversations. I finish eating and return home. Open the bottle of wine and clean out a glass.

"Hey Ced, want a glass with me?" I ask.
"Yeah man, sure." He says and goes downstairs to get a clean glass.
I tell him that we have to wait awhile for it to chill. Emulated cellar temperature I like to call it. After it's done I really struggle with the cork because it appears to seem like it's going to rip in half. I managed to finally get it out in one peice and pour us some glasses. Cedric explains that he's sort of ignorant on how to taste wine. I personally am no expert, but I do know some advice. I explain to swirl it around and smell it so that to reconize the fruits and what have you. Then to take some in, and the sugary taste or bitter taste tell you about the wine. We head up to Rob's loft and take the bottle with us and enjoy the wine. I pop on the Jays game and Rob eventually comes upstairs with one of his group partners for a project. We all joke around and eventually the bottle of wine is finished.

Unfortunately the jays lost big time. But oh well, at least I completed the final presentation of my University career. It felt really good.

Thunder Creeps (Part 2).

Man, the past few days have been absolutely insane in regards to workload. Anyways, thanks for waiting on me.

Adam drives back pretty fast, I could feel the force pulling me towards my original state as he drives around the bend that is the University main drag. When we roll up near our house he turns the wrong way. "Hey man, you were suppose to turn-" before I could finish we pulled into the lawn of this house. Our mutual friend Alex Bridal is cooking hamburgers on the BBQ and a couple other guys I don't know are just chilling on some starchy chairs drinking a beer. Adam makes arrangements with them to do some drinking and we head back to our place. We put nearly all of our beer we split on in the fridge. "So you coming to Alex's place with me?" Adam asks.
"Naw man, I think I'm just going to stay here and drink on the porch like we originally planned."
"Alright."

Rob comes downstairs with a beer and Cedric and I go out on the porch with him. We get Scott's boombox up to the living room window and start playing some Rage Against The Machine as we drink out beers in the sun. Mira gets dropped off at our house and sits down with us. The sun slowly fades away behind the large apartment complex across from our house and so it gets more colder. We take our drinking inside and head up to Rob's loft. When Scott finally gets home we all engage in some N64 action and do up some Royal Rumbles. As we're sitting there talking shit to one another as we play this game, an orange light flickers from just the top of our window that is not covered by this large blanket. The orange light is followed by a loud rumble right afterwards. I run upstairs and shut down my computer right away. I look outside and the streets were murky brown and the sky was a dark grey. When I stare out my window I can see a translucent reflection of myself staring back at me as more lightning flash in the sky. The bags under my eyes were just as dark. Looking at them intensely caused them to feel scratchy so I massage my eye area with my palms.

I returned downstairs to continue the N64 game playing with the roomates. Afterwards I stayed up pretty late doing school work and chatting online. It was then that Adam came into the house in a drunken rage cursing and speaking incoherently. Rob and I started kill ourselves laughing at his behaviour. So we decided to poke the fire.

Rob and I stand over him as he layed in bed drunk out of his mind. Constantly yelling "Adam!" and giggling. He was getting frustrated with us. "Adam, do you need a bottle of water?" I asked.
"No I got.. some here."
"You're not going to piss your bed are you?"
"... What? No, I'm not going to fucking piss my bed."
Rob and I can't control the laughter.
"Why would you fucking say that." He continues.
Rob jumps in, "You're going to piss your bed aren't you Adam?"
"Fuck you .. guys."
Rob starts kicking his mattress at this point. Adam starts to get angry and throw stuff off his bed and curses at us. Then rob starts to flip it, so I join it and we push it upwards from the foot to head rolling it to trap Adam.
"Fuck... Rob... if your face was near me I would punch." Adam said.
When he finally starts to jolt and nearly break free Rob and I bolt out of the room assuming that he was going to chase us. He was physically unable to do so. We took a break for laughter and went back to bug him. He goes into the washroom and throws up. I situate myself by my door and ready my Captiva camera. I hold it there in a vertical possition shaking it as I laugh knowing what I'm about to do. He opens the door. *FLASH* my camera makes some loud photo-taking noises. We start to laugh again. "Are you done yet?" Adam asks and stumbles into his room.

We were not. Scott and Cedric come upstairs to see the commotion. We piled garbage that has been accumilating upstairs and piled it against his door. Now we have to try and get him out. "ADAM!" Scott yells, "Kristen is here! She's waiting at the door for you."
"Tell her to fuck off." Adam says. He's drunk of course remember.
We start laughing and continue to try to get him out.
"Adam you idiot, you left the stove on, go turn it off." I said.
No dice. He eventually passes out.

"I got an idea." I said. I grab my electric broom (think weird vacuum cleaner) and plug it in outside his room. The loud vacuum noises fill the whole upstairs and everyone is laughing. I run the broom along his door. He still does not wake up. So Scott gets the bigger actual vacuum cleaner and sits it there outside his door. We wait at the other end of the hallway for him to come out. But he doesn't. Discourage at our efforts we leave the garbage piled up against his door and fall asleep.

He would later wake up in the morning and kick it all away.