Shouldn't have post it, but still did :P

I recently had an illumination, or actually, it was more like a something I realized in chock. I am materialistic. It might sound pretty absurd, or stunning, but I really am, and as I realized it, I'm starting to be depressed by it. By materialistic, I mean that I give too much importance to objects, most of the time the ones I own. Well, it's good on the perspective that I take care of my belongings, but it's bad in a way that I shouldn't care as much as I do naturally. Firts example, last year, while traveling, I got my iPod stolen. It drove me crazy mad on the moment. Not because it was expensive or usueful, even if those elements are important to consider, but mostly because it was MINE. I do know if you get what I'm trying to explain... Or, recently, I bought an new iPod, the big one, the one with Wi-Fi, large touch screen, with games and a bunchful of cool applications. Not 3 weeks after I bought it, it broke: water got in it (mmh reminds me something.. ;). I was pissed! Not because I didn't even have it for that much time, but because even with all the care I took with it, it still broke. Not convince yet? Here is my last example, among so many others I couldn't mention because there's too much, or maybe not as "major" as those ones. So this week, I happen to be on my computer on my day of to check my emails, listen to music, watever stuff I do everytime I turn it on. But that day, for any reason, it didn't start. I'll skip the big details, it was totally broken. I surely panicked, but called this technician pro-computer to pick up my computer and fix it. The same day he brought it, he calls me few hours later, telling it's the hard-drive that's finished, broken, over, no more functionnal. And you know what this mean. To me, it was like the end of the world! All my files, music, pictures, everything, was lost! Now is the time you tell me: "damm, youre really pathetic!! " :P. I know. Now. To react like I did in all those examples, I must have gone pretty low. To care more for my belongings than my folks, almost, it's pretty bad. But since I realized this, I'm thinking of a new way to be towards inanimated objects. And no, I haven't lost anything from my computer, thanks to the wonderful technician :P. So I now have no reason to stick to this behavior. I need to remind myself that objects are not alive, and without them, we could still live, and theres worst things in the world than brake whatever gadget.

What a weird post, you can say. God, I need a life to write about :S. Or at least inspiration :P. Because I'm not in the mood to talk about my father, and you already heard about it anyways, and I haven't met his gf yet, so whatsto say? I guess not that much, beside she has the same name than my sister, ugh, how wrong is that? Anyhoozle, I should just finish this oh so not interesting post before writting about even less interesting stuff, if that could be possible, :P ahahah!
Good night to you! Hope you have a not to stressing end of semester :).
-Robi

Just Feel Like Writing

Now, I know that this is not in our usual turn taking tradition, but I feel like writing something, so here I am...
Nothing in particualar that was ultimately inspiring this, but you know...there usually isn't haha
Today we had our midterms. The entire first year class, covering EVERYTHING we have learned so far this year. Let's just keep in mind that this is a course incorporating 4 uni courses in one...
that should give you an idea of the 2 foot pile of books we had to study. Ugh. I was feeling a bit depressed about it, to be honest. As most people we. Never have I heard to many people joking about making a "Casual trip to the seventh circle" (aka Dante's seventh circle of hell. Aka, among other things: Suicide." It was overwhelming to a high degree.
And I just kept thinking about how many hours I spent working at all my various jobs in order to save up for university, and now that I'm here...spending more time drinking than studying, and more time just hanging around (but enjoying life) than anything else.
Up until this, it totally felt worth it, but I got a C on my last paper, and I'm just feeling like I should make some subtle lifestyle changes if I know what's good for me. This, and I'm the nerdiest of all my friends here. Haha, they are a good time, but...well, perhaps not the most acedemically inclined, you could say.
No regrets tho, that's not what I'm saying. Just, there is room for improvement, and now that I have recognized that, I know I need to start putting more time and effort into my studies.
So this weekend was literally 100% studying. And absolutely nothing else. Like, besides meals and...well, that's it really, it was all information reabsorption for me!
It was good tho, because all of us were in desperate need of studying, and nobody wanted to fail (altho, well....shit happens haha) so we stayed on topic at least 95% of the time. I have never in my life studied so productively. And, I am sure that I passed! Perhaps not with flying colours, but at least by a significant margin. If I took that exam 3 days ago...well, let's just say the significant margin would be on the other side of the pass/fail line. So I have been in a pretty excellent mood since then :)
And tonight, as celebration, Aidan and I are going out for dinner, which is wonderful on so many levels. We haven't seen each other as much lately (tho we obviously still see each other a lot, living about 50ft away from each other) and, no cafeteria food, horray!
Anyways tho, I shall leave it at that for today.
Love Edna

Hmm, no topic yet in mind for this post...

What to write about today...well, I'll just start typing and some thought or another will come out..
I just wrote a Psych exam. Oh god, not off to a very interesting start with this, but it was really quite infuriating. The questions made absolutely no sense. I think the teacher is illiterate, honestly. Like, I spent half my time in there just trying to figure out what the questions were asking, and even though I knew what I would say as the answer, my answers obviously depended on what the question was, so I feel it didn't so much reflect my knowledge of psychology so much as my ability to guess at the correct interpretation of that muddle of words he had put in place of a question.
Isn't this stuff not supposed to happen at psychology? I mean, trick questions are one things...grammatically incompetent science profs should not be allowed to write their own exams. Ugh!
And this is not a second language jab of any kind, I hope you are not thinking that...you have far superior English language skills to this guy, and he is from Nova Scotia!
Anyways, that really riled me, as I'm sure you can tell.
Thank God tomorrow is a holiday!
Hmm, what else? I dunno, I feel out of sorts lately. I'm getting super restless once again. It was bound to happen. I want to escape! I love it here, but I really just want to travel. Like, I want to have the challenge of getting from one place to another and figuring out what I need to do to survive there. Sounds dramatic...and it is, which is excactly why it is appealling! When I am here, I try at school because it is what I am here to be doing, but at the same time, I know this isn't what I want to do. Like, well it is. I mean, I still love Kings, and the people, and Aidan is awesome, etc. So out of any school, any single place even, this is where I would want to be. But I don't want to stay in one place! I want to drift and learn and experience and meet new people all the time...and I feel I am risking getting attatched to people here. Especially with Aidan. And it's sketching me out for some reason. Like, I don't want to get attatched to the people, because it will attatch me to a place. Does that make sense? At the same time, I don't want to be some heartless cold person who refuses to let anyone in. That is possibly and even more unappealling option. What is more important? I say I'm not making any decisions until I absolutely have to, and anything could happen between now and the end of the year, but that doesn't mean these things don't cross my mind.
Also, I have been frustrated with myself lately because I continue to refer to Courtenay as home, even though I don't consider it as my home. Like, I wouldn't say that I truly, truly think of Halifax as home yet...it hasn't been long enough for that, but it is my home. If that makes any sense. Courtenay, on the other hand, is somewhere I can't imagine I will ever live again, so why do I refer to it that way? I think it might just be because when I say Courtenay, people have no idea what I'm talking about. Maybe. But now people are starting to talk about going home for Christmas, whereas I am staying at Dal for a month. It just seems like a depressing option...altho, perhaps less depressing than going home tends to be, and I know that is how a lot of people feel about going. But all my friends will be gone. Like, lots of them live near Halifax, but they will be with their families, not on campus, and I will be in res at Dal. Ugh. :( So when I came to that realization, I was quite saddened. At the same time tho, it is a great opportunity to save some money, I just really need to find a job.
So basically, I have been in more of a sombre contemplative mood lately...I think a lot of people have been here. Anyways, I'm gonna go...
Peace :)
Edna

Train de Vie

As a student, I get to travel by bus and metro everyday of school, lucky me.... nawt :P. Well of course it isn't so bad, since it's cheaper than a car and can pretty much go everywhere you need to go and it's better for the environment, but don't you hate it when it's crowded, loudy and stressing? And what about when you miss the bus you wanted to catch and have to wait for the next one..........in 30 minutes! Than have 45 minutes riding it before getting home! Oh God, you can say! But I'll be optimistic and say that there is one thing I particularly like about common transportation and is quite entertaining sometimes, is watching people. I'm not a stalker or anything, don't take me wrong, but I really like to secretly observe people around. I pay attention to details, like what that man is wearing, is facial expression, where is looking at, and then, I like to make up a story about him, or whoever I'm watching, trying to guess his job, is temper, even his destination. And I always find it fascinating when you see one of those, I'll say weirdos, but the meanless way, acting funny or something, and then realize you're not the only one looking at him and watch others reaction, it can be so much fun sometimes! Like this other day I was coming back from my drum lesson, I was waiting to catch the metro, and a man was walking without going straight and was mumbling those things I couldn't understand, than he would sometimes stop at people and talk louder to them but what he'll be saying was nonsense, so people will just look at him and not know what to answer back. As I was bitting my lip trying not to laugh, I saw this other guy a bit further looking at the same scenario going on, then we looked at eachother, and kinda a smile in a way saying like "huhuh what a funny thing!". Ahaha, anyways, it's sound ridiculous saying it like this, but it can make my day sometimes, like, I'm realizing that's when people are the more human, if I can say, when they smile. I mean, when you are surrounded by hundreds, or even just dozens of people, you don't really pay attention to each one of them, and they're just people to you, but when you take the time to look at some of them, and see them smile, it makes them unique, human, among the whole crowd. Ugh I'm so not good to explain it, mostly if I need to translate it :S, but I just hope you get the picture somehow. Anyways, metro and bus can be annoying, but fascinating and entertaining, when you take the time to pay attention to details ^^. And actually, I was just talking to my dear sister about it, and I really wish someday someone would make a movie about it, like following some persons and go throught their day or thoughts, then switch to another, just to show how unique is every person, even though he seems to be just one among many others. Anyways, I just wanted to blog about this so it might encourage maybe to write one day the scenario of that movie to come, who knows? Ahahah, we'll see, though I always wanted to write a book, I never got to start one yet, I just get an idea, than think about something else later on.
So I think that's it for now, I'll write about it if I ever get to start something !
Good nite!