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.)

Facebook, You Bish.

Facebook users and their lower GPAs

“Facebook Users Get Lower Grades in College”

Alright so I hear about this/read about it on Yahoo! News and I think about my current situation. So I hear about this and I can’t help but believe it because I am a living, extremely relatable example of this study.

Basically, this study goes on about how like regular Facebook users experience lower grades than their counterparts who rarely (or never) use it.

For Lent I gave up Facebook (40 days without it). I was a typical university student facebook user in that I’d check it religiously, creep pages, update my status on the smallest insignificant events of my day, etc… It had become a part of my daily routine. I didn’t give up Facebook to get better grades or anything. It was simply a challenge and I wanted to give it a shot. Didn’t think I’d make it, but I did.

Anyways, I gave it up for 40 days and I didn’t miss it as much as I thought. Without realizing or trying, I guess I used the time spent creeping for more productive things like reading, studying, or exercising. So when I read this I couldn’t help but think of myself as a super-close-to-home example of how less Facebook would lead to higher grades.For over half of Term 2 I hadn’t been on Facebook and my overall grade had gone from C’s in Term 1 to B’s.

Kinda wish I had given up Facebook for an entire year and I wouldn’t be in the situation I’m in right now where I’ve got serious pressure to do well for pending acceptances into program majors and transfers. Oh well. I just found this study to be quite timely and interesting, for me especially. Peep the article here (click it).

(this is also kind of an update to a previous post)

Note To Self (If I am sick): This is why

Story time:

It all started out good and well.  Easter weekend had been quite well; seen the fams (the usuals and some of the not-so-usuals), had good foods (lamb, steak, Auntie Weng’s awesome salad, brownies, etc…), and got madd candies/moneys. So yeah, the Easter famjam went late into the night, for a Sunday, and we’re all just chillin’/talking/playing cards.

Bro and I are having fun with our cousins, nieces and nephews so we want to, like you know, “keep the fun going” so to speak. We invite AJ (“jay-jay”) to sleep over. Thank goodness her parents (my cousins) let her come. I mean, it’s all good because we’d see them again the next day for lunch so no big.

So anywayss, after the Easter famjam we get home and we play more cards, talk/chill and then fall asleep watching Nacho Libre. Of course, we recite and sing all our favorite parts along with the movie.

Next morning, we have quick breakfast then head off to the creek, as promised to Bro and Aj, quickly before we have to meet the rest of the fams again for lunch with Lolo (our bod mon, grandfather).My God, this was an experience. Alright, so here is why I think I might be getting sick in the next few days…

So we head down the hill, into the forest, across the clearing, down the little cliff and we’re at the creek! Bro takes Aj and I around and shows us places. It’s nice, still; it’s like a little beach almost. But man, getting around was like being in a mix of amazing race and survivor. We’re like running pretty damn fast across clearings, climbing trees, getting whacked/scratched by branches, maneuvering up and down hills, and hopping stones.

We’re having a good time, whatever, enjoying the scene and all that until we are on the other side of the creek and realize that the only two ways to get back to the other side is to go allllllllll the way to another end of the creek and cross some dam/bridge thing or to hop some tough stones here. However, because of the lunch with Lolo and the fams, we want to get back home quickkk! So we try the stone hopping option… fail.

Bro goes ahead and hops three big stones to cross the creek. I follow and make it to the other side. Next is Aj, she can’t do it. In trying to jump back to where she is to help her cross. I fail badly dropping right into the creek boob-deep in a spot where there are strong ass currents that almost take me down the damn river. Shit. I’m freezing, my sweats are soaked in winter cold creek water and are heavy as hell. I make it back to Aj.

Bro jumps back over to where we’re at but he gets his Jordan’s soaking wet in the process.With our wet toes (Aj), wet feet (Bro), and wet whole body (me), we go and try for the next crossing. I climb the big tree that has fallen across the creek and make it up. Bro and Aj can’t make it. Aj tried to climb up it but almost fell waist deep into the creek, but she held on to the tree like a monkey arms and legs gripping the trunk as Bro helped and grabbed her back. So.. this option also a fail.

Fast forward… Bro just goes in and walks across the current knee deep to the other side, pulling Aj along with him.

Great, right? We’re all across and well. Wrong.

Bro empties his shoes now filled with water and this goon drops his freakin’ Jordan into the fast current of the creek! Son of a bish! I panic, to say the least. I mean what is my mother going to say when we come home with Bro in one shoe and me dripping wet… She’d kill us, for real.

My adrenaline kicks in and I jump up over the cliff and chase it down along the creek until it get’s caught in some tree branch. I hop down and try to reach for it… the branch moves and so does the shoe. FML, for real. (“Fackkk” my life) I hop up over the cliff again, chase it and I decide to  just go right into the creek (knee-deep) and grab the freaking shoe.

Shoe in hand and soaking wet, I make it back to Aj and Bro who are waiting for me and we make our way back home after our seriousss adventure at the creek. Scratches, bruises, oncoming colds and all I, make it back home with the two.

Sad thing is that I’m the oldest one and I was the messiest looking. Oh wells, as long as the two weren’t or hurt or anything like that, I’m happy. Can’t say for sure that I’d take them back to the creek anytime soon but it definitely was an experience and we still made it in time for lunch all changed and cleaned up.

Good times, good times… Wish I had some pictures to capture this whole thing; woulda been good.

edit: it was something like this, but definitely more intense…

PDA Sort of Disgusts Me

I’m about to go off a little. So I’m on my weekly train home, I sit in my own little thing (vestibule? you know, on the GO trains there are 4 seats facing one another..whatever) thinking “yes, some privacy. I can sleep or something”. Then comes this couple who sit in the “vestibule thing” in front of mine so I can see them no matter where I look. There really isn’t a great range of vision in the trains.

Can't really look much elsewhere.

Okay, I think to myself “alright, it’s cool. they still can’t see me if I’m sleeping. I still have some privacy-ish” So they don’t bother me. Then I see it; I see the dreaded PDA. These two start making out and going at it like no tomorrow. It isn’t as if there aren’t many people on the train. There were quite a few people on the train, all facing the direction of these fools.

And I mean, it isn’t as if I can really look elsewhere while they are doing what they do; their heads and movements will always be in my peripheral vision! So I try to slouch but I can still see their damn heads twisting and turning –gross. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if they were a good looking or decent looking couple. They were definitely not. Let me give you some characteristics of these fools: Acne, Dry frizzy all over the place hair (one step away from witch hair), portly/a tad “chubby”. I’ll say it was almost as bad as seeing Liza Minelli and David Gest doing their thing. Yeah these bishes were that bad.

A certain degree of PDA can be acceptable like okay sure, put your arm around your gal dem or hold hands. But seriously, a full on make-out session on a not-quite-empty train? Spare us.

So to you nasties on the train, get a damn room! Bishhh please! Nobody wants to witness this. Thank goodness they got off many stops before mine so I wouldn’t have to sit there the whole time feeling super awkward. But that’s all. Rant over.

I Knew It! He IS a Dirtbag!

I called it. This guy seemed like a total dirtbag from the first time I saw him in interviews for Twilight. All you tweens who squee and absolutely, totally loooovee this guy… Bishes please! He is nasty –and don’t get me started on his beloved co-star who plays Bella. She reeks of something else. Okay, I’ll say it. She reeks of “whore-ish scents”! I’m kidding… no I’m not. Anyways! I digress.

For real, when I saw the movie I thought that it reeked of ass –yeah, the movie was pretty bad still. But now that I’ve read this I’m thinking that I might have just been smelling Robert Pattinson. Anyways check out this article posted in another blog/site. He’s gross.

Robert Pattinson Has a Slight Problem

Robert Pattinson, star of the tween and middle-age woman porn, Twilight, has been knocking the ladies dead on the set of the sequel, New Moon. And by “knocking the ladies dead” I mean “he smells like ass”. E! News reports:

We got word from people hotly preparing to work up in Vancouver for New Moon that Rob P. causes quite the commotion on set….He stinks. I mean, it’s awful. He never showers, and it drives people on the set crazy,” dishes someone who works in very close quarters with Pattz. Apparently our shaggy-haired love never rinses that bod of his, as Keanu and Brad have famously not done, as well, during extended periods of their hunky lives. Like, ever. And it’s past the point of a little BO. “He completely reeks,” complains an annoyed crewmember.

Bad Grammar Makes Me [sic]

I was reading something online that reminded me of one of my biggest pet peeves in the world. What I was reading was written by a person (no names) who has a legit website, books and on top of that is university educated. One should expect no less than proper grammar, right.

So I’m reading… and I come across the dreaded grammar faux pas: “Your in. You are now ready to… blah blah blah” Though forgetting the apostrophe, the “r” and the “e” could be hard to forget, I’m really hoping that this was just a typo.

Now I am guilty of grammar faux pas, no doubt about that. There, however, are some things that just are uncalled for. I am talking to you 13 year olds (+/- 3 years)! You should see the way these fools talk on Bro’s facebook and msn… I swear it’s like another language. My biggest thing is the Your/You’re confusion. Honestly if you’re going to use words you aren’t sure of, don’t use them at all! If you can’t handle wrapping your mind around the simple usage of contractions in such a basic word, don’t bother. Gosh!

I can’t count the amount of times where I read people using “your” incorrectly.

“omg your so gay wtf…….”
“rotflmaoooo, your to jokez!!!!”
“wtffff????? your so dum”

Oh.em.gee. I see this junk all over the Facebook and the MSN in people’s names and sometimes in the way they talk to me. This really grinds my gears. There are five things from up there that really get me:

1.       Overusing punctuations
Okay, I get it something is really funny! Or Okay, I get it something is really confusing.

2.       No commas or periods to separate a thought
I’m no mind reader, nor can I hear you speaking through msn or facebook. Separate your thoughts, please! It’s just really confusing and it makes you sound like an idiot.

3.       Enough with the acronyms!
Seriously. These are becoming kind of ridiculous. For example: ROTFLMAO. See, at least with LOL you can be laughing out loud (though not always…) but with ROTFLMAO, who really does that? Who’s going to roll on the floor laughing their ass off? Seriously.

4.       Changing the spelling of a word, though not for convenience but just because it’s, I don’t know, how the “cool kids” talk
Why? You are butchering the English language, gosh! A real ugly example: cool turned into “kewl”. Also, dropping G’s without replacing it with an apostrophe.

5.       Confusing two, too, and to
Similar to the beef with the incorrect uses of “your”

So I should say, as a disclaimer I suppose, that I’m no expert in grammar or the english language by any means. But I mean these things I’m talking about are so basic that if you manage to mess these things up you must be some kind of idiot.

This is how the fools speak. Bish Please!

What I’m Looking Forward to This Summer

As the first year of my university experience is nearing its end. I am starting to get anxious and think ahead to the longest summer vacation I’ve ever had! 4 months, bishes.

This year has been an incredible experience…
I’ve met really good people, failed a lot of tests (very new to me), had to share my room space with another for the first time… but I’ll save my reflection talk about my first year for another post. Right now here is what I’m looking forward to this upcoming summer:

1. Hanging out with family (as if I don’t already see them enough, lol. But whatever, they aiiiight.)

2. Playing basketball outside without freezing my hands off

3. Going for runs/walks outside without freezing my ears off

4. I can wear less layers of clothes. I hate wearing so many clothes, so heavy and bulky!

5. No more thinking! (Arguably the best part of summer. No more essays, tests, exams, or learning or serious brain usage)

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)

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

8. Try out this Hot Yoga place that just opened up

9. Try this new restaurant in Bay Ridges by the beach

10. Do our nails together (because it seems like something best friends should do together?)

11.Play catch

12. Hit up the batting cage

12. Watch movies

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

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.)

This summer should be good, some friends also want to go to wasaga beach, or shopping in buffalo, or I might even go on vacation to some sexy spanish island/country with my cousin. Good times…

41 days and counting!

Here I Stand, Usher

Let me just say, Usher, you’re so lucky Chris Brown got arrested.  All you gotta do is listen to this album and know what I’m saying. I’ll let this one slide and just listen to 8701, for now. But if the next one is as bad as Here I Stand, well I don’t know but.. This is strike one.

Here I Stand = Biggest Flop Ever

How to Survive University

This is my story, but the things here can pretty much be applied to a lot first year university kids out there. So here is it…

Coming from Christmas break, I was pumped and ready to get back to school and make up for the terrible first term grades. I had a whole plan ready for how I was going to kick second term’s ass. It was working out really well for me in the first month or so. I got 90’s on a couple papers, 80s on tests.

It was all good. Then Reading Week struck and everything went to shit heck.

After only a week of staying home I developed bad habits that took the place of the good ones that I had worked hard to maintain. I’ve been back from Reading Week for about 2 weeks now and I’ve lost that drive and feeling I had at the beginning of the term.

Let’s see how bad things have gotten:

2 Failed Kinesiology Tests

1 Philosophy Essay (Grade: C)

2 Spanish Assignments 62%, 55%

What the hell, right. I’m pissed off. Again, thinking on the train ride home from Hamilton: I MUST get back to the way it was at the beginning of the term. If I can’t I might not even get my transfer to York University for a program that, in my opinion, is where I was meant to be since I was 12 years old. Political Science is more of a side interest, but Kinesiology (health, body movement, etc…), I can read/talk about this stuff forever and not get tired of it.

Anyways, on to how I’m going to turn this around; I’m going to do exactly as I did at the beginning of the term. It’s quite simple, actually.

1. Do Those Readings

200 + pages of readings per week, yes! I did it before, so I can do it again. When I do these I know what’s going on in class, therefore, I retain the info Prof is doling out. Rather than, sitting there trying to understand wtf he is going on about, I’m actively learning and applying it to the readings.

2. Review Notes In Spare Time

I used to look at my Kinesiology notes when I was bored, it did me well. But now when I’m bored I take a nap or eat (usually bad foods, fries, chips. I’m ashamed even talking about it)

3. Sleep Early, Wake Up Early

Before Reading Week, I would sleep around 11pm or 12am and get up around 7:30. It felt great; I had a whole day ahead of me. I had time to shower, review notes, check email, do readings; all this before my first class. Now, I get up more or less 15 minutes before class; rush my ass out the door looking like a haggard animal with my hair all over the place and dark eye circles from staying up till 1-3am. Idiot.

4. Eat Healthier

Like I said, I would eat crap. I’m going to get back to eating my salads and fresh fruits from the vegetarian cafe. No more Student Centre pizzas, bacon cheeseburgers, curly fries, and chocolate bars. Though it all tasted good at the time, I felt like crap afterward. It did nothing for my energy levels and motivation to do anything productive.

5.      Physical Activity (pick- up basketball, simple body weight circuits)

It’s a vicious cycle. I wouldn’t get enough sleep so I would eat garbage, then I would be too lazy to do anything else after that. I’d do half ass papers and study for tests in 30 minutes. So if I couldn’t even do the important things like this (essays, tests, midterms), like I’d really push myself even more to exercise. Now! I’m going to play some pick-up basketball and get some quick workouts in at least 3-5 times a week.

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I now realize that being a nerd, fitness junkie, weirdo who wakes up unnecessarily early, is actually cool. This weekend, I’m going to start doing all these things. Wish me luck. It’ll be a little tough to develop the good habits again because I heard somewhere that it takes about 4 weeks to develop a habit. Well, let’s hope this works.

Angsty teenage girl stuff coming… If I don’t get into York University for Kinesiology, I will just die. I really need this. I cannot write retarded essays about the constitution no one cares about anymore. Ugh! Mothereffer! I’m a little pissed that I let it get to this.

Now, Bish please! Suck it up, and just do it.

When in doubt, make lists!

When I first started this blog I had so many ideas in my head of what to write about. The eager beaver genius quick thinking writer I was promptly busted out five posts in two days. But it’s been almost a week now and I seem to have hit a creative wall. I can’t think of anything good to really talk about right now.

This is all probably because I had ’nuff essays to write in the past few days and and all my ability to write lucid, coherent thoughts had been shot. I had used up all my genius-ness for my essays — especially for my poli sci term research paper which kicked my ass. So because of this, I will be posting simple things that don’t require much thought, for now. Starting with a list.

Top 10 (no, that’s Letterman’s) Top 25?(nope, taken by Tomfoolery and Shenanigans and the “25 Random Things About Me (Facebook))

Ummm, random number, random number… 17! Check it.