Screw It. Who am I trying to impress?

So halfway point through Term 1 at my new school (University of Toronto Ghetto Campus Scarbs) and I’m doing quite well. Well, except for two courses: Intro Environmental Science and Intro Microeconomics.These two shit ass courses are part of my minor’s requirements (International Development Studies). Turns out I hate this shit. Because I hate it, I don’t listen in class and I do terribly on tests and assignments.

My courses in Political Science (my major) and Spanish are going really well (probs because I’m actually into these things) — like A’s… and I never got A’s in university! Now I’m just questioning why the hell I decided to minor in International Development Studies (IDS). And it as it turns out, I have no real good answer. Perhaps, its because I thought it sounded good do have major in Political Science and minor in International Development… probably. But now that I’m doing it, for real, I friggin hate it. Indifference curves, economic efficiency, and ecology issues, you can all go to.. hell heck!

So for real, who the hell am I trying to impress? Screw all that. I’m just going to go back to the basics. I’m going to go with what I’m good at and what I’m interested in. Fuck the rest. Tomorrow I’m going into talk with an Academic Advisor and I’m dropping the stupid non-impressive minors (IDS and Psych) and sticking to what I like to do. Also, Psych is BS, what was I thinking?

New plan: Specialization BA Hon. Political Science (minor: screw that)

 

That’s Kinda True, Still…

At least it is with my girlfriends and I when we out clubbing

Profound…

Also, I’m back.

School is back up and running therefore my procrastination mode is kicking in…

Highlights of “Summer 09!<3 "

Summer is over. Shiiii. Back to school, back to work… whatever. So I haven’t blogged for like 2 months, here’s kind of what I’ve been up to.. First let’s just take a look back at my post from March something, ‘09 where I’m talking about all the things I was looking forward to for the upcoming summer vacation. Let’s see how I did:

1. Hanging out with family (as if I don’t already see them enough, lol. But whatever, they aiiiight.)
DONE. Obviously… like every weekend and even days in between.

2. Playing basketball outside without freezing my hands off
DONE! Feels gooood.

3. Going for runs/walks outside without freezing my ears off
DONE. But not as often as I had wanted, unfortunately…

4. I can wear less layers of clothes. I hate wearing so many clothes, so heavy and bulky!
DONE! Especially when out clubbing.. Hayyy!(must be said in the gay voice to convey what I’m sayin)

5. No more thinking! (Arguably the best part of summer. No more essays, tests, exams, or learning or serious brain usage)
DONE! But… not so good when I lose my clutch clubbing –that was efffed..

I'ma miss you, clutch.

6. Seeing my best friend, Lisa, who I haven’t seen for SO long. (She goes to University of Western Ontario, I’m at McMaster University)
DONE. Though, not as often as I had hoped

What we’re planning to do together:
(when I say it like that, I feel like it makes us sound a little gay…hm, oh well)

7. Biking at the beach
DONE it! Hella nicee. Gotta do that again. But all the way to the dirty Shwa! Let’s do it. Wish I had pictures, the views were amazing.

8. Try out this Hot Yoga place that just opened up
NOT DONE… Ah, unfortunately I didn’t get to try this. Looked/sounded awesome, though

9. Try this new restaurant in Bay Ridges by the beach
DONE. Though not with Lisa… Sorry, hommes

10. Do our nails together (because it seems like something best friends should do together?)
NOT DONE. But! If it’s any consolation, I thought of Lisa when ever I had my nails done…

11.Play catch
DONE. With cousins at the park for my cousin’s birthday party. But, not with Lisa… We did nuff of this in high school… So that makes up for it?

12. Hit up the batting cage
DONE! Awesome. I thought it would be scary. Turns out it’s wicked fun. Even these little kids were better than me –how embarrasing. I moved to a cage furthest away from them immediately to spare some of my embarrassment

12. Watch movies
DONE IT.

14. Cruise the streets for man dem… just kidding. We don’t do that.
WE DID THAT. Joking…

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15. Party/Get Twist (its our first summer legal… no more “may I see your ID please?” Bishhh please, get outta here I am19 thank you very much.)
HELL friggin YES WE DID THAT.

So… Success! Looks like I did most of what I wanted to do, and some. Here are the main highlights of the summer, though:

- Clubbing with B! (and the other cousins, obvii)
She best be coming back for New Years AND! Best be going on vacation next summer. No matter where we go, we gon make it a party… Hayyyy! (gay voice again)

- Doing athletic things with my best friend
Biking at the beach, hella long distances
Batting cages
Planned snowboarding and/or surfing excursions!

- Learning a new word (Hella!)

- Mm, working at Purdue and making hella moneys! (Unfortunately it’s now all gone… pfff, damn school and shiiiii)
See, clearly I’ve just learned this word because I don’t think I use it in its correct context all the time.. hm.
It’s a hella cool word, though!

- Doing real tourist things at Niagara Falls (We don’t have this in Argentina!)
Can’t count the amount of times we’ve been to the Falls yet we’ve never done the tourist things (Maid of the Mist, etc..)Also, getting lost and driving in the same circle of Niagara 10000 million times or almost going to the States.

Choosing Universities

I hate this nonsense. It’s so hard.

Alright, so I applied for a transfer from McMaster University in Hamilton to either York University or University of Toronto because they’re closer to home and all those things. But now after first year at Mac (McMaster), I kind of love it there and I have some good friends and plan for future courses and tings at Mac.

But now I get my acceptances to both UofT and York and I’m all confused. I didn’t think I would get accepted, to tell you the truth. My grades were just… sufficient. But anyways, I got accepted at both schools. My parents want me to go to UofT obviously so they’re no help in giving me advice.

Right now I’m between UofT (Scarborough Campus, though… ghetto but they have the program I’m interested in) and McMaster (my beloved). It’s tough, for real. Theres a lot to explain about why its so tough but that’ll be TMI if I get into it. Basically it’s about the courses and international study abroad opportunities. Another deciding factor is the environment. Mac has a sick campus and even sicker people. I honestly didn’t meet one mean person there, everyone’s so nice. But at UTSC it’s all Scarborough/Toronto people who are all gangsters. Well not everyone there will be a gangster but a lot will be and I thought I left all that nonsense behind in high school. But whatever, it won’t really affect me academicaly so I can’t base my decison on that alone.

I’m leaning towards UTSC because they offer me an honours degree, which Mac does not…
UTSC: B.A. Honours International Studies Minor: Political Science, International Development
McMaster: B.A. Political Science

I’m just thinking so hard right now and it’s cheesing me. I liked having a place in another town to get away from my house for 5 days a week. I love seeing my family and all that but it was nice to have that escape, kind of.. I don’t know. Fuck, though. I have to decide today. AND I’m working midnights so I have to sleep. Fuck me, for real..

Whatever. Whatever! I’ve decided. Screw it. I’ll go to McMaster University for Grad School or something. Their Grad Schools are easier to get into than UofT’s.

I’m going to University of Toronto.

Saying this makes me feel kind of gay with my university but right now it feels like I just broke up with someone really awesome and great but the breakup had to happen because it’s for the best. See, I told you.. sounded kinda gay right. Oh well.

UTSC… let’s do this, bish. (still kind of cheesed I’ll miss Mac, still)

Explaination/Update

Okay, so I haven’t been blogging for a while now… It’s been like a month now. I guess I should explain myself. I’ve been busy with work so I haven’t had much time to write. Also, there isn’t much material or any inspiration I find at work. I mean I am working at a pharmaceutical company, how dry right. I wear an all white uniform and a hair cover and shoe covers, seriously.

Work is alright, though. I can’t lie. Everyone is nice, for real. I work with all ladies so they all, like, baby me… It’s nice because I rarely get in trouble for anything because I’m just “the baby of the department”. All the ladies are mothers to me, at lunch or break when I don’t eat they freak out on me and say that they’ll call home to tell on me to my parents… It’s sweet, I guess.

A couple people there I’m not all that fond of, however. These people are (no names):

- My boss – who yells at people ALL THE TIME (literally) for the littlest thing. Gets mad at me when I don’t eat a lunch, like whoa.. But overall she’s okay. It’s just that she’s my boss and she is always dictating tings at me (as a boss should) but I don’t appreciate being holler’d at all the timeee. She’s a joker sometimes but it’s so hard to tell when she is joking or not because most of the time she is angry and shouting things at people. So when she yells stuff at me I don’t know whether to smile or say sorry.

- The loud lady in the warehouse - who also yells at people ALL THE TIME. I tell you, if she didn’t tell me she had a daughter I woulda have thought she was a lesbian. She is a big, strong woman who lifts heavy things. She is like a Pat; you can’t tell if they’re a Patrick or a Patricia, you know what I’m saying. She’s nice enough to me, though. But she just scares me sometimes.

- The brown man who walks around and yells at people (I think he’s in warehouse, as well) - this guyy, he hates on everyone! I was looking for this person and I asked him if he had seen them and this guy goes off on that person. He talks so much smack and yells random things about people in passing. Usually we can’t understand it so we ignore it. But he freaks me out, stillll!

- The stupid summer student – this stupid girl (filipino, of course) breaks down every machine she touches, I swear. I wish you could hear her voice it is the most annoying, most girly, most flaky, most irritating voice ever! Not only that she is an idiot. I mean how retarded can you be if you’re going ask a question like “Mars bar… is that like the chococlate bar?” WTFF! On top of this, her make-up is caked onto her severely acne damaged skin, like ew. AND this bish get’s me in shit when she breaks the machines. She is cut off. As of yesterday, I’ve been ignoring this stuuupid bish. I can’t stand her voice and her stupid questions. “A fried Mars bar… hm, is that like a Mars bar that’s like… fried?” She get’s a big BISHHHH PLEASSEEEEE!

SO! That is my update and here is my explanation. I blogged more during school because I’d have more inspiration in what I’d see everyday but at work it’s all the same boring routine.

Another thing, blogging was just a way for me not to do essays, study for tests, etc… Now that I have none of those things waiting on me, I don’t need to procrastinate with blogging.

I’m sure I’ll post more stuff as the summer progresses but as of right now I’m just working and relaxing (my brain, that is) No more thinking, thinking is saved for school.

SO that’s what’s good right now.

17 Things I’d Like To Do By The Time I’m 30

Inspiration:

So here is my list of things I want to do before I hit the big “three-o” . I’m about to turn 19, which is almost 20, which is almost 30, and I got to thinking about this. Also, the episode of Friends in The One Where They All Turn Thirty inspired me. Okay, so here it is: My to-do list before I turn barren and old (30)… jokingg.

1. Go Surfing in the Pacific (Australia, Hawaii, Cali, wherever) *

2. Get my degree in something (Kin/Political Science… still up the air at this point)

3. Keep myself within size 2-6 range

3. Learn some hot latin dance (Samba, Merengue, Salsa)

4. Have my own place (I am now held accountable, it’s been posted!)

5. Go “backpacking” or whatver in Europe; especially Spain *

Surfing in Australia

6. Meet some hot latin lovers in Spain….. I said it. *

7. Become fluent or at least slightly shy of fluent in Spanish

8. Attend a game at Fenway (Boston Red Sox game for you sports noobs) *

9. Go to NYC, watch a taping of SNL and go to a Knicks game  *

10. Attend a playoff game for any Toronto team (preferably the Raptors in at least conference finals)

11. Meet someone famous (B-List is acceptable, C-List sure, but none of you fools from D-List. looking at you Kathy Griffin)

Beautiful Barcelona

12. Finish “Team of Rivals,” Doris Kearns Goodwin (this book is LONG)

13. Uhh, hopefully have an hijo or two (kids) and a hot husband (hot personality, I mean obviously)

14. Something crazy like skydiving *

15. Hit up some crazy techno/big beats club in France (like one with all the lazers and heavy hardstyle beats, whatt!) *

16. Grow out of Abercrombie, Hollister, etc..

17. Last but not least, by the time I am 30 I want to know. I want to know where I am going and what I am doing in life because right now, I have no clue.

Intensee

* things I’d do with my best friend, Lisa

There Are Nice Guys

Random diary-like thoughts at midnight…

I might be a little late on for serious realizing this but there are good guys out there and they are “get-able”. Lately, based on past experiences and observations(?), it seemed to me that 80-90% of guys (at around my age-ish) were kind of douches. So many times mans try and talk to you not because they want to get to know you but because they are just trying to hit it.

Its sucks when I see the girls who are easy enough to give it up to these sleeze/douchebags. Like I mean, I wish they’d have more self-respect and know that there are better mans out there. Oh, and that they don’t deserve to be treated in that way and all that. Too many times guys just hit it and quit it or the mans just calls or texts whenever he is “bout it”.

This all isn’t being said because I’ve experienced all of it, I haven’t — though, certain things at certain times with certain individuals might have/have not gone down, but I’ll spare the details. In all honesty, I think that because I’ve been being exposed to guys goons like this 80-90% of the time I’ve grown accustomed to it and their ways started to rub off on me. I started to think that it was ok to have a “friend with benefits” or that it was alright to hook up any guy (not that I have/haven’t done any of this). The goons warped my perception, kind of thing. Thankfully, I had a solid base of family, friends, and sports (teammates and such) that I didn’t do anything too stupid or get caught up in mans games.

This recognition might just be one that comes with age but It is nice to realize that there are nice guys out there that won’t try and pull some moves just because you’re having out alone together late night or whenever. There are mans who are cool to talk with and get to know and perhaps “take it slow” if that’s where you want it to lead. During this first year of university I’ve met some really cool “respectable” guys. And no, they aren’t ugly or big nerds by any means. Maybe it is just ’cause I’ve left high school or the wankster mans in Durham/GTA that I’m realizing all this. I’m so young..

There is one guy who sticks out from university this year, though. He’s like the main one that kind of made me realize that there are good guys out there and that relationships with people of the opposite sex don’t always have to be about getting busy/hooking up. After spending like the whole day with him yesterday I got inspiration to write this post from him. He is a real good guy. My friends and I would talk about this… After he and I (or is it him and I?) would chill or shoot around or do whatever together, they’d ask me if anything “happened”. And to their surprise (and mine too) the answer would always be no. I mean, we hung out quite a bit this term. I felt as though I should be liking him or things should be going down right about now but they weren’t. I was actually just getting to know him as a friend and enjoying hanging out.

Had this been a guy from a year or two ago, we would not have been able to do what we’ve been doing this year without any hoe/man-hoe movements or anything like that. In high school it’d be like when people asked each other to hang out or chill it usually meant more than hanging out. Ugh, so lame now that I’m thinking about all this again. Honestly, I’m so done with lame mans. This has been a long time coming. I’ve always thought the whole thing was lame but I’d still give some a chance because I’m nice? I was hopeful that they weren’t just about getting down to the niddy-griddy? I kind of had the same mindset as them? Probably a bit of all that. Whatever, though. Now I’m not even going to entertain mans who want to “chill sometime”. Grow up.

That’s all I got. A little bit of a sof ting/weak post this time.
The next post will be less bishy, promise.

I Love It!

I don’t mean to boost or anything but working out is the shit.

Today was so nice (the nicest its been since the beginning of spring, I’d say) I decided that I couldn’t stay in all day and study. Even though it is what I should have been doing, I went out anyways.

It’s more or less 20°C out today and sunny; so sunny.

What I do outside?
- I went out on the deck, did some BW Circuits
- Came out front and went for a nice run (running those intervals, for sho)
- Then finished up shooting around a bit

I came back in to shower and such but I just couldn’t stay inside when it was so gorgeous outside. So I headed back to the deck and I just lied there soaking up the warmth and sunshine I’ve missed during the brutal winter months. So nice! Ah, I’m actually writing this from the deck right now trying to take advantage of the day because the temperature should be going back down in the next few days.

Whatever, so working out. It is the shit. I feel so good right now. It gives me a clear head, puts me in a better mood, gives me more energy and I feel good about myself oh, and I feel less guilty about eating that bowl of pasta or ice cream or [insert whatever delicious foods]. Ugh! It’s so good. I don’t know how people don’t exercise. It’s like a natural high. Fools goin’ out and spending money on drugs and shiiit; just go and exercise. Trust you’ll feel good, look good, and everything else good ; ) Joking.. I don’t even know what I’m implying there (maybe a little, I’m kidding, just kidding.. Okay I’ll stop)

SO! Exercise. Even just a little somethin-somethin 2-3 times a week is all good and each “workout session” lasts like 20-30 mins. Soft tings!

Anyways, I’m about to hit the books and study my ass off for my political science exam.

Enjoy the rest of today everyone (my loyal 2-3 followers, lol. How sad.)