Saturday, November 22, 2003

STRIKING IS BAD FOR YOU.



By YOU, I mean the maintenance workers of the STM. Seriously, no one is on your side except yourselves. You make on average more than my mum and dad did together in a year. And they didn't have the option to get a bigger pension or to get a fat pay hike over four years. Maybe they weren't skilled workers, but 23$ an hour is something like a fortune for even a regular trade-school-trained worker.

In the meantime, I've been walking around Montreal every day since Monday. I think I walked an average of 2 hours a day, just to get between home and McGill, McGill to University of Montreal (the jungle), and from University of Montreal to McGill again. It's been some nice weather though, so I won't complain as much. In other news, I can finally see my toes again! (j/k.)

PHYSICS SUCKS @$$



I took out three other texts today. Light reading, you see. One is something to do with Fundamentals of Modern Physics, some other about plasma spectroscopy, and another about atomic structures. All these four books I have are supposed to be references to the shitty notes I bought for 25$ from the department, which was absolute crap because I don't understand it.

I've been looking for a tutor for this course over the last five weeks, but no one has even been able to offer any leads. I even emailed the bastards at MSPS who didn't even bother to respond to tell me they didn't care about me. Well... at least to tell me they couldn't find anyone. I want my &$#!ing money back.(*) I have a few options left - to go to a random graduate student who has some time, or to a professor (either Buchinger or deTakacsy, if I can ever find him). The only drawback is that I have two weeks left, a laboratory exercise (for some reason) and three assignments to do.

If I have to spend another freaking semester at McGill, I'm going to kill those little bastard nerds in SUMS. As a release, of course.

(*) I have absolutely no faith whatsoever in this student society, so I want my student society fees to be refunded. Right now. For the last four %^@#ing years I spent in McGill. Or MSPS can offer me the head of that bastard Simon. But he's gone now.

Moronic Hobbies


I've taken up stupid online hobbies when I should be studying. I really shouldn't be doing any of these things, but here they are:
  • SIMS - I have been doing less of this lately, so I won't start again until I am certain I passed this dangerous course.

  • Gaia Online - I'm not sure why I even registered. Josh Lesnick mentioned something about giving fake money from this site for one of his wallpapers, but I don't even have that much yet.

  • This blog site - I shouldn't be blogging right now. I think I should be sleeping. Yes. I should. No. Yes. I need to vent.

  • Neopets - ... That's it, I'm sending those damn pets to the inn.


Sunday, November 16, 2003

Oh Yeah... Oh Yeah... Ohhhh Baby...!


Today Jorgh, Norm, a friend of Norm's named George, and I went to the (first) Annual Montreal Sci-Fi/Anime/Comic Convention and had a very interesting time. (Well, actually, it was wicked fun but only because Norm had all these crazy ideas...! You'll see.)

The freaking tickets cost 12 dollars for a day. I was totally shocked that the anime stuff was 25 dollars even for a day, so Jorgh and I bought the Comic convention tickets. Norm and George registered under weird fake names, especially Norm's "Edward Penishands," so Jorgh and I took on fake names >_< and fake address (no -es... Jorgh says we live together but I didn't think these two would)...

My first impression of the Palais des Congrès is that it has a lot of vast space for nothing. Jorgh was worried and/or mad because I kept running around like a crazy person, but I was completely freaked out with all the space available to me to run around and got scared. :(

Anyway, we arrived in this relatively large dealers room with everyone inside. It was a bit of a downer... there didn't seem to be as many people as I thought it would have. And the special guests were all sitting at tables in the back.

RIPOFF BASTARDS


First, I was dismayed at the wretched unfriendly crap-assed anime merchants. There were two tables in particular which had items I would have considered buying if not for their stupidness. One was an Inu Yasha wall scroll which they wanted to sell at 15 bucks. Norm later tried to get the guy to sell at 10 but he wouldn't budge, and then immediately afterwards made fun of him to his parner merchant. Stupid bastard.

The second merchant Norm pointed out to me was a table full of manga books, which the guy was selling at 14 bucks each, or 2 for 25. I was fuming because why would I buy these books four dollars more than I can get them outside the stupid convention?

Fangirl MAYHEM!!!


The main attraction of the convention, though, was the various guests. If I recall anything during Anime North, I knew nobody, especially the guests. Well, those same nobody guests came to the anime convention in Montreal.

Actually, that's not fair to the guests. They're somebody. The fans of these guests were nobodies. (They were Dragon Ball Z voice actors put together in this sorta small band. Just like at Anime North)

After some wandering, Norm and George came by and told us how they saw the guy who plays Neelix on Voyager, Ethan Philips, was sitting at a table without anyone coming by to him, and next to Deanna Troi, Marina Sirtis. Basically, they were making fun of most of the guests because they *are* somewhat washed-out actors who rely on these kinds of conventions to get money.

Jorgh and I walked by them and I saw the guests. The other side to Neelix was the guy who plays the Klingon Gowron, and then there was the freaky actor for Chewbacca, and some chick I don't know. Unfortunately, the original Incredible Hulk, Lou Ferrigno, did not make it to the convention, which disappointed many people (and possibly killed a lot of sales).

Superstar!


Later, Norm pointed out James Kochalka, whom I was dying to meet (and probably only went to this convention to meet), but he wasn't happy that the "Monkey vs. Robot" CD was too expensive for him. So I dragged the Jorgh to the table where James Kochalka was sitting at, and there were these fantastic books and CDs and I stared at his face...

Then I suddenly lost all words because this is JAMES FREAKING KOCHALKA "SUPERSTAR" from the world of comics and internet culture and whom everyone is always looking up to and talking about...

So I stood there stammering next to Jorgh like an idiot for a minute while James Kochalka stared at me, hopefully amused at my blushing. Jorgh was rather amused I was blushing. I was mortified that I was blushing.

Anyway, we started chatting lightly, calming me down enough to buy his first book "the Sketchbook Diaries" (which is EXCELLENT by the way), and have him sign it with his elf self saying my silly name... :)

Neelix!


We had this terrific idea / prank? to play on Neelix, which we tried to present to Norm until he told us he said something "bad" in front of him.

"What is it, Norm?"
"I said, 'Sucks to be Neelix!' and I think he heard us."

Well, my original plan I forgot completely, but I formulated another one...

We were supposed to get Neelix to sign my belly for cheap because I didn't want to pay 20 bucks for a signature. Nor a scary looking photo. Anyway, Norm and George thought it was a good idea so I attempted to chat up Ethan Philips.

"How do you do?" I extended my hand out to shake his.
"Hi, where are you from?"
"Uh... Chicoutimi."
"Chicoutimi!?" He seemed to say it with such ease that I knew the jig was up.
"Yeah..."
Well, it turns out he knows more about Quebec than anyone around us thought. "I was in Chicoutimi a long time ago, nice town... I travelled around Quebec, courting my wife... Chicoutimi, Gaspé, Trois-Rivières, Quebec City..."

Aw geez... I lost the nerve for a signed belly... :p

Anyway, after a longer than necessary chat with Ethan Philips, aka Neelix, about French, Quebec, translated Star Trek Voyager, etc., we went back to Norm and George and said it couldn't be done because I couldn't bear to discourage the guy who has been to my hometown and called it a "nice town." *weep*

Norm in the Spotlight


Anyway, Marina Sirtis in the next table came back from her break, and suddenly all these nerds flocked over to her table to get her to sign the various objects they had. She reminds me of my CT (cooperating teacher) from Laurenhill Academy, namely because my CT is greek. Norm then decided to try to get her to sign his belly, and got Jorgh to pay 20 bucks if he succeeded.

Norm got to the beginning of the line and tried the belly, but she refused, thus he got his arm signed for ten bucks. We agreed to pay him 5 bucks in compensation. We get to take a picture of it later. :)

The rest of the convention


We saw Chewie walk by... OMFG he's a freak. He's 7 feet tall and he was wearing this huge top hat, and walking around with that strange Chewie walk even without costume. (No one among the guests was in costume. Which was good.) Jorgh thought he was the Undertaker, but we verified later it is not true.

Norm and George tried to get the Stormtroopers walking around and Boba Fett to take on Neelix, but none of them would do it, so they offered ten bucks, to which some guy not in costume spoke up and said he'd do it. But then Norm told me that the guy started hitting on a 13 year old girl passing by so they quickly retracted their offer and ran away.

Jorgh didn't end up buying anything because there wasn't anything he liked at his price range, so we left the convention. Then I came home and I read the Sketchbook Diaries and it's so good I want the rest... (I knew I shouldn't have just bought one.)

In Summary


Overall, I think the convention was way overpriced as an entrance fee. Come on, twelve bucks to go in and stare at a bunch of people who want to sell you their name on a photo of themselves, and to get gouged by a bunch of assholes who think pepole will pay anything they write down on a piece of paper. And they do because they're STUPID*.

But it was so worth it to go see James Kochalka. Can you tell I'm a big fan? #_# (starstruck)

I only wish I brought a camera...


Jorgh thinks I'm silly. I'm just happy. Now time to study for World of Chemistry.

(*Refer to rant about end of society due to no one barganing anymore.)

Monday, November 10, 2003

Actual writing.



Little V thought it was weird (hypocritical?) that I would rant about losers who thought it was unclean to not shave the legs, yet I still shave my armpits. Well, that's a long story... (...) ...

...

... And then they traumatized me so much I started shaving under there. Now there's so much that if I stop now I would cause intense rug burns to everyone I hugged. But it's not necessarily for aesthetic reasons.

Poetry at its laziest



Prose.




Thank you, thank you. No applause, please.

Sunday, November 09, 2003

Lunar Eclipse



If you looked up tonight in Montreal, you would have noticed first between 6 pm or so and 8 pm, the moon was getting swallowed up by the rabbit. (Thanks, Shin!) Then we went inside St Hubert for supper and didn't come out until 10:30 pm. By the way, the service at St Hubert was so craptastic I highly recommend it as a place to send your worst enemy to eat. After giving him or her cancer. (BOOO!!! BAD JOKE!!!)

And then the moon shone like a freaking spotlight on stage!!!

I feel so slazy slazy lazy alazy ... xzzxzzzzzzzzz...




Your attention please: this weblog has been taken over by a 13 year old girl! KAWAII!!! SUGOI!!!11!! LOLROLMAOFNAGEEWQPSE!!!1111@@222
Like i am seewwww kewwwllliess!!! i wanna find some hawwwtiesssss and LeTs Go PaRtY!1111LOL:);)^_^:D:D;dpaSs mE sum Gewwwdd StofFF!!!! nooo won >understands me they all <think i'm like sooo immateur but i'm not i >BOLDhave a bf< online like hes sooo mateur and hes got this wifebut we dont carecuz we totally connect and i have a gf who like is totalli bysuxual too and we like go places n stuff wheee we so kewll!!!!!




I swear, I will never do that again.

Saturday, November 08, 2003

It snowed...



I can't remember why I wanted to mention this, but it snowed on November 3. McGill's lower field and environs was completely covered with falling leaves, and then some snow dusted over these leaves. It was rather pretty in fact.

And then the gardeners inevitably started raking the leaves along with the snow. And by raking, I mean blowing with a leafblower. And by gardeners, I mean total tools who don't know that they would save so much money on re-seeding the grass etc. per year if they didn't do so much crap to the lawns. For instance:

  1. Blow the leaves off. And then throw the leaves out in the garbage inefficiently. I have proof. (If only I could upload it.) They could recycle the plant matter in the leaves at least, by composting.

  2. Cut the grass when it's only a millimeter high. (... no comment.)

  3. Water the "grass" in the middle of the day during the summer, when it's 30 degrees outside and probably 25% of the water would be evaporated just by spraying it out into the field the way they do. And the grass is already dying anyway from the crappy treatment it's been getting all year by everyone.


Now don't misinterpret me - I'm not saying that the gardeners are totally at fault for the state of the lower campus. I'm also blaming the McGill administration for such incompetent ideas about environmental friendliness (which has constantly been under extreme criticism for being so slow and ignorant of such policies), the froshees for "watering the trees" with random liquids (thereby killing everything on the lawn every end of August), people who throw garbage on the lawn after their lunch is finished, and them damn pigeons. It's always dem pigeons.

Stupid People: Part i+1



WARNING: Beware! I'm going to talk about PORNOGRAPHY!!! Not for the squeamish or easily disturbed by the sight of the word "PORN." Which I write a lot.

I don't know why the internet culture is so stupid. Maybe because the popular media keeps representing stupid ideas in beautiful packaging that prevents people from actually forming their own ideas.

So let's start by PORN. It's a disgusting business. I'm looking at it in terms of as a buisness, not as all the flaky "female empowerment" sayings that the bleach-blonde fake-everything porn stars like to tote as a media grab bag. I'm just going to briefly mention the fact that PORN is out there. And everyone's seen some of it. I'm sure. (Hey, you wouldn't know what it was if you didn't see any of it before.)

Anyway, visual pornography is viewed by many people. It's a representation of the "ideal" kind of sexual situation that many people would like to have, without the societal bounds that prevent people from actually barging in on a couple doing it in the middle of the subway and engaging in some sort of perverted game of mass Twister. Or Dance Dance Revolution with a bunch of furries with their genitalia hanging out. I don't know. (I made those up, but who knows...)

As a result of such underground but mass popular exposure, porn is full of "beautiful people," mainly because they seem to enjoy (?) the sexual act so much that the viewer may think that the "actor" is simply the "most beautiful." It's also put ideas into people's heads that pornography has these fantastically beautiful actors that everyone in society should be, in fact, emulating in style and/or appearance.

For instance, almost everyone shaves everything in porn. Pubic hair, armpits, legs, arms, chests, ... not head... Possibly for the purpose of making the sexual act easier to see or to do. (How would I know all this? I don't. I'm guessing.) Then the ideal of the viewer of beauty is to shave everything off. So mainstream media decides that beauty is such that everyone shaves everything.

Now we have these huge, sprawling billboards of men with completely bare and shiny chests, and women with absolutely no body hair of any sort. (Don't get me started on body size...)

And then you get the responses from the mainstreamed public, obsessing over body hair and such. Bikini waxes and "Brazilian" waxes are very popular topics for some reason, when I open the Mirror or Hour.

And then you have the slightest mention that Shania Twain doesn't shave her armpits.

And then you get the completely blown-into-the-stratosphere outcry about how not shaving is completely unnatural, uncivilized, and unhygenic.

*Sigh*

I had this reaction one time from a fellow student during my five week stay during the summer in the cegep Ste-Foy. I mentioned to her that I don't shave my legs because I don't actually have much body hair to speak of. (Asian.) She procured a sour face like a black hole lived in her skull, and spouted out the uncleanliness of not shaving. "Why?" I asked, genuinely curious at her reaction. "... Just because!" was her very intellectual and stimulating reply.

Well, this couldn't be more interesting as a topic. I don't shave my legs or arms, but I'm sure that if you were to look at them you couldn't tell anyway since it doesn't grow crazy like yours!!!. *grumble grumble*

And then there's the pubic hair debate. ... Let's just say that pedophilia is more than just implied in this action in pornography, and propagated through Britney Spears.



Wow, n hours of typing and this is what I came up with??? Stay tuned next time when I discuss more Stupid People: Part i+2. Now with more rant!

Wednesday, October 15, 2003

Davy-san!



Davy did a very silly thing last week. Basically, it was silly because he did it for me. ^_^

I was admiring his lovely photos of Seattle that he occasionally sends the links of, and I told him nonchalantly that I was hoping to get a digital camera one day. It would be nice, since my last cheap-assed film camera just decided to stop taking pictures where I'm aiming at, due to possible repeated dropping of said camera a thousand times over many years. Anyway, Davy takes really great photos, and he apparently has a new digital camera which he adores very much.

I had always wanted one since I got my hands on that camera in the CEMIS center within QHS back in 1996. It was this huge black and white digital camera, worth a thousand dollars, and could only take weird dinky things that would eventually upload and print with a resolution of 50 dpi if you were lucky. I still have this classic picture of B hiding in her hoodie with two thumbs up, showing only her nose. She didn't like it very much as she was decidedly against having any pictures taken of her back then to be printed, but I learned to be a paparazzi type and I would have done it again if I could. (How terrible, I know.)

I then lamented to Davy over the net that I don't have the means to buy one at this time, and he informed me that I could obtain one for less than a hundred, at Future Shop. I also lack a credit card, I told him.

Anyway, next thing I knew, Davy asked me what my mailing address was. I told him it was not necessary even though I was flattered and flabbergasted.

So this morning I got a UPS delivery with two boxes, one my new 1 Mpx camera and one a CD inside a DVD container. I was having fun all day... :)

Now, if only I can find a place to upload the photos for free... :):):)

Thank you Davy, from the bottom of my heart! *Hugs and kisses!*

In Other News



I went to Toronto for the Thanksgiving weekend, with my family. We were visiting my mother's godmother for her 80th birthday, and we had fun at the banquet. :) I'm sure I could go on about the weekend, but I'm really tired right now. I'll write about it later.

In the meantime, I want to upload those photos...