grrrrrrr!

i just wrote a nice blog, but my computer died and it all went away... now i just can't reproduce it. this has happened to me many times before, but not with blogs, with reports, and i have to try to reproduce... but its never as good as the first time.

life's rough sometimes... meh

lazy ass

ok, i enjoy tutoring, i really do. I like knowing that i can help the kids learn and figure out stuff that they didn't understand before. There's nothing better than when you see the look on their face when the concept just clicks. Its great... that and the money's good too.

BUT, this one boy has got me vexed, REAL vexed. I've been doing my best to help him understand but he doesn't put in any effort to understand it. He's a smart boy i know that, but soooooooooo unbelievably lazy!

check this email out that i got from him, no lie, these are his words... (well the purple parts in the brackets are my thoughts as i was reading through)... and i changed his name to BOB, don't wanna disclose any personal information...

Hi, This is BOB. I not seeming to get the questions. (ok i'll see what i can do to help you out...) It's only the first three questions that are due for tomorrow (no problem i'll give it a look-see). Please look at it if you have a chance (ok). Ok. Possibly maybe even do them (hu?), then send it (ok...?). You don't have to give explanations (whoa, whoa, whoa, what's going on here!?!), I'll just look at it and try to figure it out (by figure it you do you mean you want me to do your problemset so you can copy it?). I know it's kind of late so I'm just wondering if you could help me with it (your fuckin' retarded boy, i could get you in big trouble with school for this).

Wow! is this kid for real? I told him to get ready to fail the course. Does that make me a bad tutor?

will there be a webster face-dictionary?

Ok, i know i said it, and i meant it, and for the longest time i actually held up with what i said... but i broke. As many of you have figured out, as reluctant as i was, i finally submitted myself to facebook.

How did this just happen you ask? boredom, paired up with curiosity... or maybe it was the millions of emails i kept getting of ppl asking me to be their friends... maybe it made me feel popular, all these ppl wanting to be my friend... even tho they were all ppl who already are my friends... but lets not mention that. i was just sitting around, bored one day, and i actually clicked on the link in one of those emails... add the 12 friends who have been waiting about a year... then i started browsing... and found more ppl and more ppl and more ppl.

I have to admit, the facebook concept is alright... i mean, i can keep in contact with friends, find out what they're up to, who they're going out with, who's wall they've written on, what their status is, when they changed their status, who all their friends are and the same information about all them! AND, if for some reason i forget to go to the facebook website to check, they'll send me a message telling me that so-and-so has done blank... (don't worry, i've realized i can turn that feature off, i don't need 20 ppl emailing me telling me that!) Ok, lets just say some features are more usefull than others.

I'll have to say that i'm a selfish facebooker... maybe its because i'm new. I don't really go and read other ppl's information or write on their walls etc etc etc... but i like when they comment on mine! i feel special! definitely a selfishfacebooker (dont let this deter you from writing on my wall!!!)... or maybe i just need to find another bored/curious moment when i'll browse for hours... then i'll be hooked, so maybe its better that i don't... i could end up like tom, going for 2000 photos of himself on facebook without owning a camera. Ambitious boy, good for him!

One thing i'm not a fan of is when ppl i went to high school with, but didn't actually know because they're about 10 years younger than me ask for friend requests - and i reject them - then the next day they ask again. Eager young'ns... just wanna be cool with the older crowd i guess. Or maybe its just me and my super-coolness. Move over Vanilla, i'm the next ice-ice baby.

splish-splash i was taking a bath

So, anyone who's been over to my place may have noticed a few things.

1) Its definitely roomy for one
2) Its definitely got a nice view
3) Building Science is running ramped!

What do i mean? Well, basically because of a little flood that Adam and Jess had last year the glue attaching the wood tiles to the ground re-emulsified, and basically died. Not too much of a big deal when i moved in, but now that its winter the amount of moisture in the air has gone down and the wood is shrinking, a bit, but just enough to cause the tiles to stick to my feet and pop out whenever i walked over them bare foot. Sooooooooooooooo annoying. It got to the point were i was about to go nuts with a bottle of glue and try to stick them all down.

The other thing was my bathroom... a bit on the ghetto side. I guess somehow the sealant holding the tiles on the wall failed and moisture was getting behind the wall cuz it was starting to bulge out (i mean my shower wall literally had curvature to it!), so much in some places that the tiles had just popped off!

So what did i do? Wrote a letter to the super of course. I was totally expecting nothing to happen with either of my comments - but within 3 days ppl were in my bath room ripping stuff apart and a new coating of something had been put over the wood floor. Yesterday i came home all gross from volleyball and there was a huge hole in my shower! The faucet was gone! I couldn't of turned the water on if i wanted to... i know what your thinking, i worry not, i got clean! bum style, wash cloth and the bathroom sink, classy i know. But today i came home to a whole new shower (that i can't use until 4pm tomorrow, but worry not, i showered at the gym today so i'm good to go)! New tiles and faucet and everything. Is nice. I like.

So what got this all done so quickly? One little word, and it wasn't please... MOULD! I've unlocked the secret, i can get anything i want now... Maybe a swimming pool on the balcony?

make me wanna scream

Weddings are funny. I keep hearing that its my day, and i get to do what ever i want because its my day - then why do other people try to turn it into their day? Take my mother for example, i'm definitely sure that a part of her thinks that its her day too. Squirrel PLEASE!

We decided that we were going to do it all in Barbados... it makes for a couple of reasons:

1) Chris has way more family/ppl coming than i do, hence the overall cost for ppl to come would be less if it were there.
2) Plane tickets to Vancouver and Barbados (from Toronto) at that time of year differ by $50, and lets face it, you can go to Vancouver anytime, how many chances to ppl get to go to Barbados?
3) It'll be a cultural experience for everyone. Sure for Chris its home, but for everyone else (less his friends there and family) its something exotic. Everyone loves exotic.
4) The party there would be WAY more fun. Lets face it, White Rock (where my mom wants the wedding) is not a party town.

oh right, back to my mom...

So it was decided to have the wedding in Barbados, and one day out of no where (almost in tears) my mom calls and tells me that she really wants me to get married in Vancouver because she wants to be able to plan everything and she feels that if its in Barbados she wont be able to. She's scared she's gunna be left out of the wedding planning loop. Thus for this reason she's jealous of Chris' mom who will get to help with a lot of planing cuz she's got another daughter to do it all for later any i'm my mom's only one.

I dunno, but most people would like to avoid planning a wedding as much as possible (a little thing called stress!!!). She also wants to show me off to all her friends - she wants to invite her friends to the wedding just cuz she was invited to their kid's wedding, um no. We're not gunna do that. People i care about and want to talk to only please, i have no time for the others. I am not her project to show off that day.

But i understand where she's coming from with all the planning worries, but she can't guilt me into doing what she wants, its my day! ME! I'm not worried tho. I know what i want and don't need to spend hours flipping through magazines trying to decide. No fuss.

Other than being all about me, its all about no fuss... but my mom can sometimes be the queen of fuss, so we'll see how this goes.