Hey guys.

"Yeah, great. You're disappointed.  Of course. What is it this time?" is probably what you're all thinking.


Well, yesterday in my morning philosophy class (yes, I have philosophy first thing in the morning.  Am I crazy?  Maybe, but it does make sense to me. =P), our prof showed us 3 pictures to demonstrate virtue, honour, and fear in the eyes of Montesquieu.  These picures were Socrates for virtue, 50 cent for honour, and Peter Pettigrew for fear. 

When asked who the first picture was of, the class couldn't respond.  When someone did, it was wayy off.  I mean, I think they guessed a fictional character or something.  I couldn't quite hear what they said, but it had WAYYY too many syllables to even come close to being Socrates. 

I know, you're probably thinking, "How are they supposed to know that?"  I also know that he isn't a person you find in pop culture like 50 cent and that rat from the Potter series, but you see, the prof showed us the picture not long ago telling us who it was.  So they SHOULD HAVE known.  Clearly they didn't care enough to take note.  I mean, you're in this class, you may as well pay attention.  Might think that I'm not a person to say that being on Facebook and talking to people online, but at least I still listen enough to take all the notes I need and I know what the prof is talking about.

From what I've learned last year, people will just show up and not take notes and not pay attention.  This really irks me.  You paid for this, why come and pay for school if you're not even going to pay attention and actually learn something?

Anyway, that's my rant for today.

I have another post for you guys involving the sweetest little thing that I met the day before yesterday.

Until that's up,
Dusk

Hi all!

So, today, I talked to my boyfriend about one of his friends whom I've been talking to for a while.  This friend of his told me that at some point in time, my boyfriend went to go see the first "Twilight" movie with some friends of theirs.  Was I ever shocked.  He also told me that throughout the movie, my boyfriend gave it a few snorts and sarcastic remarks.

No, I'm not one of those girls that forced her boyfriend to watch it because I love Edward (I don't).  I am, however, the girlfriend that discovered that he watched this before he watched this one particular movie critic that made him ever so much more snarky about movies.  Boy, was he ever in for it.  Neither of us enjoyed the movie, but I somehow ended up with a copy of it.  So, we put it on, just to see his newer reactions to it.

The movie hadn't started yet, and I wasn't able to skip ahead to the menu to play it.  So, what does Boyfriend do?  He gets all snarky and sarcastic on the trailers!  I was SO entertained!  He ripped on movies that we weren't even going to watch.

Once the movie started, my sister and brother walked in.  There was talk happening over the first five to ten minutes of the movie.  When it finally quieted down, he slowly began to snort and give all sorts of remarks.  He questioned the part where Bella and Edward sat around the piano with no background information.  I don't think I actually realised how little sense that made without having read the book first.  For anyone who hasn't read the book, they wouldn't know that this is the part where Edward plays the lullaby he wrote for Bella.

I apologise to anyone out there who likes this movie, but really, the directing, acting, and staging could have been improved greatly.  But, then again...so could the story itself.

We had to end the movie early since Boyfriend had to go home.  So we'll be finishing it up tomorrow.  You'll probably be hearing more about it. =P

Oh, yeah.  He's really upset that they used Muse for the soundtrack of this movie.  He loves Muse.  I was sad to tell him that this is how I discovered both Muse and Paramore.  But mostly Muse since it's one of his favourite bands.

Hai Guys!

Get your celebratory hats on!  I'm going to be officially checking out of residence today!!!  Yes, it's finally happening!!!  The keys are handed in, I just need to give an overview of the condition of the apartment when I left it, then sign out.  I will be doooooooonnnnnnnnnneeeeeeeeeeee with that place!!!

I'll be honest, I am sad that I'm leaving my roommate (the one that I actually shared a bedroom with).  She was definitely the best of all of my flat mates.  I still have a couple of classes with her and we've been talking a bit still online.  She really is the most caring of them.  She would listen and we could have good lengthy talks about things that we were interested in.  I really do hope that the two of us can stay friends. 

Just so you guys know, she wasn't there when I had the huge fallout-plosion with one of our flat mates about the mess disaster area that that apartment was is.  She was in class.  I'm kind of glad that she was too.  I would have hated to end things with her...

Anyway, I'll let you guys know how checking out goes.

See you around!

Dusk

Alright, everyone. 

So, I've handed my keys back to the don.  Officially checked out, right?...Nope.  They lost my forms from the beginning of the year.  I need to set up another meeting with the don again to get that done.  But, I am half way there!

I can't wait for this to be done!  Can't wait to get passed these assignments and exams too.  So much stress. @_@

Anyway...it's pretty late here...I just thought I'd give you all a quick update before I sleep.

I can't guarantee that I will have much coming in the near future since exams and assignments are eating my face...figuratively, of course, but still.  Until all that is done, you might not hear much from me for the next few weeks.

Regardless, I hope you all have an awesome time being you!

Dusk

Hey Everyone,

I congratulate everyone that understood that reference.

I thought I'd let you know how my hair turned out yesterday.  So, after a good three hours at the hair dressers with bleach and blue dye in my hair, we learned something.

NOPE!

Here's the story:

First, my dye is very dark. For some reason, the hair dresser was afraid it wouldn't show. But, my hair was bleached first, so I thought, if anything, my hair would turn out be like Josh Ramsay's.  She was afraid it wouldn't show because of how dark it was up against my own hair, which is QUITE dark.  When her husband started rinsing it out, they saw more blue, so she was more relieved.  Then came the drying.  I sat down, and my hair fluttering in the air because of the hair dryer.  I could have sworn it was green.

Next thing I hear from her is, "...now it looks more green..."  She sounded very concerned.  Me?  I was so entertained!  I couldn't be mad at this goof-up.  Inside I was so giddy, quietly laughing away in my head.

When my mom came in to pick me up, the first thing I could say was, "MOM! MY HAIR IS GREEN!" =D  Yeah, I guess the hair dresser thought I was more freaked out, but my mom and I?  We just laughed.  We liked it. 

Turns out they could have done a better job though.  It's a bit blotchy.  By that, I mean, there are spots of the bleached hair showing that isn't green-ish blue.

Oh, well.  I don't mind walking around with this.  I can always change the colour or make it green-ish blue with what's left of this dye.  We'll see how I feel about the colour as time passes. =P

Anyway, that's all there is for this post.

See you around,
Dusk

Hey, Guys.

Sorry about the lack of posts lately, it's been crazy.  Last week I was really down in the dumps, when I got back up, I ended up with two tests and an essay to write...fun.

Came back home today, spent some time downtown with a friend since he goes to school there.  I thought I'd wait out his exam outside of the classroom and just study with the time that I had.  As I would know, being one to sit in the hallways all the time on my own, a bunch of people would pass me while I quietly worked away.

I was fine up until one guy walked passed me and did that strange clicking noise with his mouth that some guys do when they find a girl attractive.  I ignored it and kept at my studying.  He stopped and told me that there was a midterm going on inside the room I was waiting by.  I told him that I knew.  He assumed that I was in computer science, but nope.  English.  He walked away, and I returned to my Archaeology notes.

A few minutes later, I was still studying and he decided to reapproach me.  Yup.  So, we ended up having a bit of a dialogue.  Turns out, like me he was waiting for a friend, but not to come out of the midterm, out of the computer lab, I believe it was.  We talked about school and our backgrounds, this entire time without exchanging names.  I hoped it would stay like that.  But, alas, he came to realise and I was screwed.  I did just meet him, and sure, I guess the name isn't too bad.  I only gave him my first name, but later on I ended up telling my last name too and he asked me to search him up on Facebook.  To be honest, I hope he doesn't find me, because I don't really have a plan on adding him...

A while had passed and it had finally clicked in my slow brain that he was flirting with me!  Before and after I told him I have a boyfriend, he flirts with me!  Even moreso, he asked me if I was busy tonight, "tonight" being Friday night since I'm writing this at midnight, and asked if I wanted to go and have some fun.  This and the fact that he mentioned alcohol at some point screamed "STRANGER DANGER!"  I let him know in my own way that I couldn't.  What I really said was, "I...I don't actually live around here..." as I gestured out the window and in small circles with my hands...I must have looked strange...but, hey, I don't communicate well with people I don't know...

THANK GOD that not long after he asked me out, my friend had come out of his midterm.  I had been hoping he'd finish early throughout the conversation, partially because I had been interrupted in my plan to study for the two hours he would be in his exam and because nobody has ever flirted with me like that before...if anyone had, it wasn't serious flirting.  They were people I knew well and they would just be fooling around.  This was for real! 

So, I packed up as quickly as I could, hopefully, without making it obvious and left with my friend, while the boy told me "See you."

Don't get me wrong, I do feel bad that I wanted to just ditch this guy as quickly as I could, but at the same time, I didn't know what to do.  I've never dealt with that before.  It was strange.

I told my friend the story and he laughed.  He told me that when he saw me talking with this boy that he figured I would have already known him.  He knows that I'm generally pretty quiet and that I don't make friends that quickly.  He was a bit surprised actually that it had happened, as was I.  Again, no one has actually flirted with me like that. 

I searched him up on Facebook when I got home, but I didn't add him.  I wanted to know who I was dealing with.  It turns out that he knows one of my friends.  I'm not sure how well though.  So I sent her a message and am now waiting for a reply.

I am hopeless sometimes...

I actually do hope that I don't run into him again...partially because I wouldn't know what to do, partially because I don't want to worry my boyfriend, and partially because...I really wish I had given him a fake name.

Well...that's all for now, folks.

Until next time,

Dusk

Hey, Everyone!

So, today is Chinese New Years Eve and Mom's making a huge dinner tonight for the family.  My aunt and her family are going to be over for dinner and it's already been pretty crazy.

A couple of family friends came over this morning to wish us a happy new year.  They brought over some fried treats, and another brought over a cake....I haven't even seen the cake yet...we'll probably be eating it tonight.  It's really nice at home. 

Despite the fact that we're all busy running around cleaning and shopping for food, this weekend has been pretty relaxing to me.  I, honestly, have no idea why.  Maybe it's because I know that my family won't set fire to our food...or the house...

Oh, yeah!  For something completely off topic now, remember how I slipped on my way to class not long ago?  Well...the bump has gone down a bit, the bruise looks...bad...but I guess it's getting better.  Hurts whenever something touches it, though, which means I need to keep it away from Mom, then.  Whenever you have a bruise, you never tell my Mom.  She'll look at it and be all happy and poke at it and say, "does it hurt?" with the happiest childlike voice. 

Anyway, back on topic, you know how I have a bump and bruise from the fall?  Well, I went skating last night with my...half cousins?...I don't really know how this second cousin, half cousin thing works...any who, they're small and so, so adorable.  They were just learning to skate, and I was holding one by the sides like parents do and skating around with her.  She was wearing figure skates...we were doing fine for most of the time, that is, until her toe picks caught the ice and she, somehow, fell backwards while I went forwards.  Lucky for her she had 4 layers of padding.  She was laughing and got up.  I was stuck for a moment because I was afraid of crushing her when we fell, so I had to catch myself on my hands and knees...SO, of course, being as ridiculously injury prone as I am, I now have two bruises on my left knee and one on my right. 

Would you believe that my sister also has an injured left knee and my brother an injured right?  Yup.  They got those from basketball...we must be coordinated in injuring ourselves or something, this week proved to be quite crazy for the three of us.

Well, that's all I have time for, need to go help Mom in preparation for tonight and try to clean without hurting myself more.

I'll let you guys know how things go.  Also, in terms of my hair, still not blue...maybe next weekend....maybe.

Hope you all are well.

Keep it safe!

Gong hei fat choi!

Dusk

Okay, one more post for today, because I have class soon.  Anyway, it's been snowing like mad here.  It's like Mother Nature was having a rage!...or a party with fluffy things...which I kind of like better, but the wind made it feel a lot more like she was raging at us petty humans.
 
The grass is officially covered in snow, I am pleased.  There really hasn't been much snow here all winter, so it's actually been kind of depressing for me since it's winter and, as I do every year, I've been waiting for snow.  There were some days where I was extremely excited to see snow, but then it would go and rain the day after and melt it all away...I mean, like, really?!  WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?!  Do you KNOW how many of us love the snow here and wait to play in it every year???

So, just to show you guys how it's been looking today, here are a couple of pictures from my window, ignore the vinegar bottle, I just have lack of space for keeping things.

I know I said that I would post this before class, but being the technological failure that I am, I spent a good amount of time trying to just get those picture from my phone onto the computer...

Side note, on the way to class, I totally slipped...I must have found a metal sheet or something and stepped on it, because I've been very careful about walking on those, but the snow covered EVERYTHING, so I couldn't see it at all.  EPIC FAILLLLL!!! I have a nice bump on my knee now.  But back to what we were talking about...the snow cleared up as time passed, it's still snowing out, but it's gone from seriously crazy to nice and sunny with snow flakes gently coming down...until you walk outside and they smack you in the face, that is.  But other than that, it is quite nice out.

A few more pictures to show you how nice it's gotten outside since earlier this afternoon.

 And one more to show you the nice winter night. =]

Well, that'll be all for today. 

You guys will see me again sometime in the near future, I'm sure. =]

Dusk

I've been talking to Boyfriend while he waits for his plane back to school and realised, I've been very lucky.  I've never had to fly alone.  Why is this so lucky?  Well, yes, it does mean I would have someone to keep me company, but also, I get lost really easily.  I mean REALLY easily.  So easily, in fact, that if I walked into a mall on my own, I'd probably be lost already.

I decided that it'd be a great idea if I got paid whenever I get lost since it happens so often.  The thing is, I've never been much of a confident child, so whenever I go places on my own, I always have this thought that I'm going to get lost, and of course, lo and behold, I am.  That's about the only thing I'm actually confident about, that'd I'd get lost...brilliant me...I need to stop that.  But no, I always find that I will myself into being lost.  I mean, what is this? 

I need to stop it...like really....

A little taste of my fail world,

Dusk