So ehh...

. . .Apparently, I didn't get to study all that German that I was hoping to this weekend... On the plus side, I met this cool character; friend of a friend. =) He has such a cool name too! =D Aanyways...
. . .Two people sleeping over right now. Whee!

Bibliophile

. . .Ah, yes, I admit it! I'm a bibliophile. Hehehe... Went with my roommate yesterday to Chapters and got three novels! Apparently, hard-covers are always waaaay more expensive than paper-back... ... and yes, I learned this the hard way. T_T
. . .What are the three books, you ask? The King's Touch by Jude Morgan, The Peppered Moth by Margaret Drabble and One Hundred Million Hearts by Kerri Sakamoto. Whee!
. . .And while we're on the topic of language and literature, I'm thinking of taking German 202 this term... that'll be fun. So now I'll get to work hard in both Multivariable calc (which I'm able to follow so far), Intro to Combinatorics (which I'm not so crystal-clear) AND intermediate German (for which I'm gonna have to make up the prereq. for). haha. Fun times! Who says education can't be fun. And by, will I ever get that colourful degree. LoL...

White

. . .Whether I'm currently freakishly pale due to a lack of sunlight, staying in-doors for too long, fatigue, hunger or otherwise, it was somewhat startling to see my own reflection in the mirror. I think the sudden change in the weight of my hair required less blood to support it, so all the blood has now drained from my face. Haha. Though that would also explain why most guys with long hair have horrible acne. *shudders* Thank God I'm not mentally categorized into that demographic anymore. ^___^
. . .Meanwhile, I'm still delaying the continuation/completion of my two poems... I've barely remember the first poem, and I gotta dig up my quick notes for the second one... Hrrmm...
. . .And it's snowing outside. The cold is unsettlling. Percy Bysshe Shelley is very cool. I wish I were a supernatural nine-tailed fox. Haha... As if that would solve any problems.. LoL

Winter

...It's cold outside, a snow kind of atmosphere,
...I'm all alone, more or less.
...Let me fly far away from here!
...Far, far, far in the sun, sun, sun~
...I want to lie, ship-wrecked and comatose,
...Drinking fresh mango juice.
...Goldfish are nibbling at my toes!
...Fun, fun, fun in the sun, sun, sun~

. . .First verse from the theme song to RedDwarf. And how fitting it is to describe today's weather. It's sadistically cold outside... ... As if God had to balance out the summer with this winter...
. . .Apparently, there's a chance that I might not get into that CS course... which is a bit of a mixed blessing. I really don't want to take that course. But at the same time, I need it if I want to graduate with a BMath. *sighs* And yes, the weather is quite bitter. Good thing I like chili... Mmmm... Had Tim Hortons Chili combo for lunch today. That was fun. Spilled hot chocolate on my good, favourite, expensive coat. That was even more fun.

Death

. . .So, I'm back at the graveyard. Surprise! My housemates are ok, so my initial assessment is a delightfully neutral home situation.
. . .Being a bit anti-social right now; housemates are making cookies, entertaining guests and watching a movie while I'm sitting alone in my room, typing this blog entry. Can't say I'm terribly happy at the moment...

Decisions

. . .K, I'm decided. I'm gonna just bring a mattress instead of a proper bed -- I'll sleep Japanese style... ... and leave an extra shelf for my family at home. (i.e. the frame of the top bunk -- bunkbed.) So that also lightens the load that I'll be bringing with me to UW. Still gotta figure out which classes I want to take exactly. There's three (math) that I can't take quite yet. And I'm not sure if I'm prepared to take CS 133... or CS132... it's just... not mentally prepared.. haha... T_T
. . .Gotta find a bookshelf for Waterloo... and next term, gotta find an apartment... then move the piano from Toronto... that'll be fun. Packing clothes and books right now... Whee... No, not sad... just busy. Very busy. And possibly a little tired. haha...

Flutter

. . .So at (almost) the most last possible moment I found a place to stay at UW. For a good price. And I get the master bedroom! Whee... But I don't really have any furniture of my own. And I'm not able to register into the classes for some reason.
. . .And I'm forced to drop IS. So it's pretty much been 2 terms of "play"... Which means I'll graduate at a normal age... *sniff* But I've given up on the 2 PhD thing, so I guess I can now father at 25. Though I still need a wife to have that happen...
. . .But she's probably taken... or other disinterested. *sighs* So much to stress about... Still can't find anything in this place... Quite frustrating...

Bloodlines

. . .N'er before have I been summoned before... ...at least, not to the remaining elders. The clan had suffered a lot by now. The indignation of having our name defaced in the ashes of war, the utter shame and humiliation of having to marry off our daughters to barbarian husbands.
. . .Barbarians... What could they possibly understand of us. We come from a proud and long family line, with a rich history, and refined culture. Barbarians... bringing half-breeds into our clan. How dare they defile our bloodline!
. . .But no, I must calm myself. I must organize my thoughts. The elders would be greatly displeased should my ken disturb the aether. I quell my quarrelling aura ere I present myself to the council.
. . .The ethereal experience was ineffible. Their ken was so much greater than mine that it was quite suffocating in that room. I only hoped that when I became their age my ken could hope to equal theirs.

Oh yah...

Happy New Years

Why

. . ."Why are we here? What's life all about? Is God really real, or is there some doubt?" -- Monty Python.
. . .Why do we think when we'd rather be sleeping? Why do some things matter to us while they don't matter to others? Why are first impressions so deep and irreplacable? Why the need for perfection? Why am I here? Why am I unhappy? Why am I satisfied? Why can't I attain perfection? Why do I enjoy 'cultured' activities? Why isn't being cultured enough for certain family members? Why does the concept of family have to run so strong? Why is blood thicker than water? Why is water the source of life? Why do we live?
. . .Why is it ok to mentally dismiss someone, but unforgivable to be mentally dismissed? Why is the world a cold and cruel place? Why is an intellect frowned upon in modern society? Why can't I grow up? Why am I stuck? Why do I enjoy the company of some who speak little and yet dislike the company of those who speak lots? Why is the world shattering? Why do I like foxes? Why don't I feel myself truely different from my childhood self-projection? Why can't I tolerate gaucherie and bluntness? Why is older better?

. . .A flood of crystal scream forth from two red moons.
. . .A silent but noble white rose is crushed by a pair of ice-cold talons.
. . .The Aether shatters into a field of chaotic space.
. . .A pig is skinned alive under the pale white moon.
. . .A white fox twitches its tail within the thicket.


. . . . . .~fly~.