Happy Holidays!

Essentially, I'm done right now.

So I'm heading home.

To Quebec.

City.

Thanks to all of my fans (you know who you are) and to my friends and family. I'll be back next week or so. (My family is lacking internet access at this time for some odd reason.)

Lil V, got your card. Thanks for driving me nuts. :)

Davy-san (or according to big pu, Aira-san), thanks again for the camera. I'll be taking it home to take more pictures. Hope to upload them by January... ^_^

Big Pu, happy holidays! I hope you'll be fine while I'm gone. I'll try to check your blog too. :)

Anyone else... uh... drop me a line.

*out cold*

Dim Sum

I had so much food at dim sum I think I nearly exploded. But then an hour later when I got home I was hungry again. I wonder why?

I was pleasantly surprised to see Laura, whom I haven't spoken to since cegep. She's out in Kingston now, and extended me a warm welcome. Actually, she was surprised to see me too because she had brought everyone Christmas cards except for me. ^_^ Oh well.

Marie Claude got many interesting items. One being a pair of chocolate breasts from Brenda. >_< Well... I'll have to up the ante next time we give presents to her. First it was the penis pop during the summer from Rachel, now this chocolate. I think I'll bring a "pain à fesses" next time. Then someone'll have to bring a cotton candy crotch or something. I don't know.

Studying?

I have been drifting in and out of studying lately. I only have two electives exams left: World of Chemistry, whose lectures are online, and Introduction to Japanese Culture class. I haven't done any readings yet for that one (eep!) so I should get cracking on that once I finish watching all the lectures. This is why I'm writing at 4:42 a.m. Figures.

Anyway, I'll be heading back home to Quebec City on Friday afternoon with Jorgh. It'd be very unlikely for me to have any internet access, so if I forget to post before I leave, I wish you, dear readers, a happy holiday and restful break!

The Terminal

Boy, were we tired.

... I really didn't feel like writing or talking about it yesterday because I was just so tired. Rachel spent the night on Wednesday here because she lives on the south shore with her parents, and we had a bus call at 5:00 a.m. at Berri (at the bus terminal) to get to Mirabel airport at about 7:00 a.m. So we were supposed to wake up at 3:30 or so but everyone kept us up until way after midnight, and I ended up not wanting to wake up at all until Jorgh was telling me "It's 4:40! Wake up!"

There was this mad rush to get everything together because I didn't pack or eat or anything. Then I had to wake up Rachel, who was still in a state of half-coma but managed to get her stuff together in record time. Everything was such a hurry because it takes half an hour to get downtown usually during normal hours (so how long would it take to get there under such craziness?) and we had to find a cab.

Of course, finding a cab at 5 a.m. in Montreal is like finding a cab at any other time in Montreal, which is relatively easy and sometime misintentioned. The cabbie was quick but not crazy-quick like other drivers of cabs I have taken who like to think they can break laws of physics. We made it by the terminal at 4:58 a.m., and got a receipt from the guy for $11.45. (That's amazing. It usually costs 12 bucks just to get to McGill, and that's *closer.*)

We climbed onto a school bus whose drivers claimed it went to Mirabel. There were all sorts of people who seemed to come from all sorts of backgrounds. Then the bus idled... (Oh geez. The shuttle was slotted to leave at around 5:30. GD those bastards on the phone!)

We arrived at Mirabel, but there was seemingly no real indication that there was a massive Spielberg-Hanks production going on inside. When we got inside, there were signs and people hanging around who seemed to be from the production. But in the end, Mirabel looked exactly as it did back in 2000 when Jorgh was supposed to be leaving for France. (ie. quiet, deserted, pretty pathetic.)

The Deep, Dark, Secret

Rachel and I were told individually earlier this week that we were supposed to have a "winter" set of clothes and a "spring" set of clothes, that were of bright colours and no "black or white." Also, we had to bring a carry-on luggage of a sort, but since we were bringing backpacks it was supposed to be sufficient. Well, doing just this, we were analysed by the wardrobe department, especially by one of the girls, who then thought we were not quite sufficient.

"I can't decide which I want to make you - the funky students or the chinese-y style."

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Indeed, this is the deep, dark secret.
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The Rest of the Day

We barely had time to eat a muffin and apple after wardrobe and props, and thus we were whisked away to the set.

I seriously thought the rest of the day was just a total sleep-fest. In fact, we both slept at some point, Rachel more than I, because there was nothing much. Usually, they'd tell us to move around or something, in a vague direction or natural direction, but no one told us to move or anything, so we spent a while standing in one spot, or a while walking, or a while just standing in line. Additionally, we had no idea what they were filming, so there was barely any clue as to what was going on.

We had a craptastic box'o'lunch with a huge roastbeef sandwich on a panini bread. Both of us were sick of the bread, and the food was generally bad. In the meantime, Robert (the agent from C501) was a background extra working that day as well, and since he's an Actra member, got a choice of either "steak, fish, or a ravioli-thing."

... grumble grumble.

Montreal, What Happened to Thee?

They let us out at 5:00 p.m., but I got home at about 8 or so. In the meantime, during the day, some sort of demonstration (ie a bunch of people walking around protesting) happened which caused the buses to stop.

What? I leave town for a day and this happens? Why??? :o

I was so tired that I went to bed at 10. The end.

Me too!

I stopped at American Elf a second ago, which had this comic where Magic Boy threw a tantrum and tossed his supper into the garbage. In the end, he had to eat that supper anyway. He blames Quebecor :p .

A few hours ago, I threw a tantrum and tossed my studying materials into the recycle bin. Of course, I still have to study from them. Fortunately I don't have to eat it. ^_^

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A Mad Mario Player!

Jorgh and I (... okay, I did...) found a very famous video on the net where a guy finished Super Mario Brothers 3 (on the old Nintendo system) in 11 minutes. Amazing feat, nevertheless, but it turns out it wasn't a one-shot deal, and the video actually spliced several videos together. The japanese player had actually used an emulator, which means no world record...

Anyway, I became curious to see what other amazing videos were out there, and I found the 8-part Super Mario 3 videos which show the player playing every single level and stage in the game. It comes out to less than 2 hours, so it's rather long to sit and watch. Nonetheless, this is an even crazier feat because this guy had to sit out probably weeks and weeks perfecting each stage himself. You can sometimes even imagine the emotions the player endures, as Mario paces back and forth out of sheer tedium.

All these videos you can find on the net, or on Kazaa, or wherever you usually look for porn- I mean legitimate non-copywritten videos.

Advisor's response

Monday, my request was towards Harris (my advisor), if he could do something about the craptasticness of the you-damn school. Donnah and Ivo-san told me to try to get "the link cut" between McGill and you-damn. Harris didn't know if it was possible, but I told him my friends knew it could be done, so he decided to call Dawson Hall to figure it out with the higher authorities. He told me to check on him again in a few days (meaning a few days ago).

So his response was basically, it turns out no mark ever comes in to McGill, so nothing will ever show up on the records. Thus, even a failure will not show up either. It's all transfer credits anyway. This is a relief, I suppose. Now to focus on my other exams.

Bastards at you-damn.

Damn you, you-damn!!!

In other news, a few more pictures up!

Insomnia for no reason

Geez what's the matter with me? I'm up at 5:45 a.m. but I woke up from a nap between 8 and 11 pm and now I can't sleep. Is there anyone online...?

Nope. I guess I'll just try to sleep now. Good night.

Photos, finally!

I gave in and started uploading my photos to Yahoo! photo albums. There's a link on the sidebar now.

There's three of them taken from about three years ago, when I was just starting at McGill. God, I miss that hat... (I lost it in the metro.)

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My Numerical Analysis Group Assignment (or num anal group ass) is finally completed! Now I just have to wait until it gets published online for sure. I'd like to extend a really really humungous thanks to my group mates, Greg and Mike, who have been absolutely phenomenal throughout the project. If it weren't for the whole team effort, I'm certain nothing would have been done at all. Or at most a web page would have been put up with a whole lot of nothing.

I'm 1 000 000% certain that this is the best group I have ever been put in. Actually, this is the best group I've ever worked with, period. Better than the stupid education classes groups where we did squat, like that terrible group that ejected me unanimously without even consulting me, or that 8 member group with absolutely no clue as to what we were doing, or that lab partner in physics who got overstressed and it was later discovered that this partner was manic depressive. So, yeah, this group is just great.

*snif* I'll miss you guys. :)

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"Bel-ge-lon tai." No. Just isn't right. :(

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Thanksgiving's a bit far behind but...

I'm grateful for my friends and my two families, mine and Jorgh's. I have been keeping to myself much too long, and I think it would be a good time to start reconnecting. I have been trying to since my father passed on, and it's been a bit frustrating at times because I am a generally shy and non-assertive person.

So I'm going to Marie-Claude's birthday on the 14th. I hope. If they'll have me. :)