a life without love is like a year without summer.
iTunes is spinning: kelly clarkson -"behind these hazel eyes"this week is the first hell week of summer school. two midterms and one assignment due on tue/wed/thurs. the thing about summer school is that it goes by quickly, but the work also comes about quickly. it was only two weeks ago that i started school. but it hardly gives any leeway to slack. even though god knows i've done plenty of that already. and as i retire for a night of slumber, i can only hope that the 4 hours of time i have left tomorrow is enough to cram. i think i have way too much faith in myself sometimes.
the weekend was productive only in that i finally got my closet organizer up and running on my wall. now i'm really surrounded by what i wear. literally. my room is me in a nutshell. my clothes laden room. the constant reminder of why i'm always broke and the proof of my existence of believing in retail therapy. this girl needs help. however, my room is still a disaster as i've run out of the sixty hangers i bought at the dollar store. and in need of some plastique drawers from your local generic "all-goods" store. aka. the wal-mart giant.
this weekend is WOOFSTOCK. the countdown begins: t minus
4 days. i'll be happily (and grudgingly) be accompanied by bradley to this canine fest. i'll be hunting down the booths for some free doggy treaties for ButBut and oogling the mass amounts of doggies and pups that will be in attendance. maybe this will curb my puppy hunger for a few days before i fall back into my incessant routine of asking bradley:
can i have a puppy today?" followed by request of a kitty or a bunny or heck just something furry to pet and smuggly my face into.
speaking of smuggling. the day turned into night's events of the neverending cries of
"sweetie", "snuggle bumpkins", "sweetie snookums", has brought upon a severe case of allergies. but it can't all be blamed upon the sweet creatures, i'm sure dust and just a plain old cold factors in as well. but i can't help it. i love the furries.
for my twenty second birfday (june 6 for those ignorant fools that haven't read the site devoted to me yet) i am treating myself to a cut/colour job. finally. my hair is in need of some serious pampering and stylings. i'm in fear of the scissors. or more so the dude behind the sharp shears that go too crazy happy with the snippage. however, i must put my trust in the masters hands. otherwise i just end up not oging back. here's to the 2321421 hairdresser i've gone to in my 22 years of existence. i'm still in debation of just a trim or a cut, lighter or darker, to be or not to be..... by the weekend, all damage would've been done and i'll give you i'm sure of what would be a make it/break it report on the latest hairdresser debacle.
tonight, miss canada won miss universe. wow. is all i can say. i didn't see that one coming at all. but it's still pretty neat. in all the years that i rememeber watching miss universe canada didn't win. and i can't say that while growing up and still growing up that i never once did let the thought of "wow i want to be miss universe" slip into my pretty little head. i was already miss hong kong. i don't need anymore title than that. well maybe except a "hey gorgeous" once in a while couldn't hurt.
till then:
it's two o five am: and i believe in you.
an understandable misunderstanding...
iTunes is spinning: rufio -"over it"so may is blowing by like the wind's got somebody holding a light under it's booty. soon, like next week, june will dawn upon us. not that i have anything against june, aside from it being the most wonderful month because it's my birfday month, the Lo family is coming to visit, there's a bunch of cool concerts going on that i hopefully will get to go to at least one of them, summer school will be done by the end of june... and as of now, i have two tests and one assignment due next week. wowzas. it seems like yesterday, which was really two weeks ago that summer school just started, and now i'm already nee high into stuff due. but that's the pro and con of summer school, work comes upon you quick, but the summer semester ends just similarily as fast as coldplay sells out of tickets for its shows in town. but in the meantime, tomorrow i
haveto go to YORKDALE. no it's to shop...(crosses fingers, twitches nose), but it's for an assignment for my marketing geography class. i actually have to frequent a mall step inside and observe traffic and such for 30 minutes. wow. talk about it being my kind of class eh. otherwise, the rest of the weekend follows with mr. bradley coming down to accompany me to the puma sample sale on friday morning, getting drunk on martinis at schmooze on friday night and writing my assignment on saturday. and in the midst of all that, maybe god will send me a construction man armed with tool belt and drill (the real buzzing kind) by his side to mount my closet organizer to the wall. i never thought i'd say this, but i'm actually tired of living in a mess and well, i hate living out of bags. i've been wearing the same few articles of clothing for the month of may. this is sad considering the abundance of clothing i own. pretty much summer would've breezed on by and my unit still wont' be up (dear lord don't let this be true...) so if you own a drill, feel free to let me know.
here's a few snaps from the month of may, from the semi-finals in the rock game, to a corona cinco de mayo party, to some pretty random sightings of a water tower.session one:
the toronto rock did win, and went on to the finals to beat arizona.
boozing it up at the after party at joe baidalies courtesy of a particular cute molson rep.
sightings of the young AND old...
the hot bouncer man.
session two:
corona party: cinco de mayo=a bucket of coronitas for the senoritas.
session three:
the jenny boat sighting on the night of episode three. wookies and r2 rocks.
session four:
jenny sighting by the water tower looking a little pouty. something in the water perhaps? naw, it tasted delicious.
and finally, i present to you the two partners in crime about to embark on a trip to italy in about two months. we'll have to remember to pack some sticks and tazers so we can beat off the greasy italian guys because you know recently we just came upon the realization that hey, "i'm attractive" of course lauren is hot shit.... wow random! hahahaa
it's eleven: three nine pm: and getting the textbooks for classes is half the battle. now all i have to do is actually read them. but mamas nooooos it's so terribly boring.
sweet prophecy burdened upon bittersouls.
iTunes is spinning: tori alamaze -"don't cha"
"don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me"last night this is what i found out:
The Keys to Your Heart
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You are attracted to those who have a split personality - cold as ice on the outside but hot as fire in the heart. |
In love, you feel the most alive when your partner is patient and never willing to give up on you. |
You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change. |
You would be forced to break up with someone who was insecure and in constant need of reassurance. |
Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets. |
Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment. |
You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred. |
In this moment, you think of love as something you don't need. You just feel like flirting around and playing right now. |
it's three o two pm: and those millions of geeks ,nerds and dorks who have been lining up like five weeks earlier to see episode three has finally gotten their wishes fulfilled at midnight.
bypassing the foreshadowing of the future.
iTunes is spinning: Fall Out Boy -"sending postcards from a plane crash."this morning at approximately seven: fifteen am, my green alarm clock woke me up to shrills of beeping. but after serious debate of whether to shower and smell clean for class or sleep for another twenty snoozes or so, i opted for the latter scenario. which in turn gave way to me listening to the contemporary radio station 98.1 for their frequent weather updates in the morning filled with the ever so good eighties rock ballad and sometimes cher. . .i finally hauled myself out of bed and began the routine of walking up the stairs to pee and wash my face followed by a face snuggle with the many sweetum snookums (aka. kitties) that were just awaken by my tromp up the stairs. they think i'm their mummy and that i'm going to feed them. no luck sweeties, carri's still sleeping. after another few sneezies brought on by my latest bough of allergies/cold (can't really tell the difference right now...i headed back downstairs to change and make myself look presentable. so then twenty minutes later i was out the door. what was a breezy day yesterday changed into a pretty day today. mr sun was out and shining about, while the temperature was at a mild breeze. five minutes into my eight-ten minutes trek to the dupont subway station, i realized that i forgot to apply my lady speed stick in the "fresh tropical" scent. damn. good thing i already smell because i opted out of the shower option this morning. but not letting it phaze me i continued on my way at eight: twenty in the morning to make it in time for my nine am tutorial. arriving at the st. george campus earlier than anticipated i had time to grab my much adored large early grey with two milks and two sugars from timmys, but this morning i decided to throw in a little blueberry bran muffin action to anticipate a little pooping action later on (what too much info?). the morning tutorial was okay, the ta explained assignment one and let us out early which was good because i was dying to pee out the large tea i had just consumed. after the pee and all i still had some mores time to kill so this time i hit up the second cup in the SS building. i ordered a large butter pecan coffee, with a shot of white mocca, add in two packs of brown sugar and top it off with 1% milk and i was ready to jitter away to my marketing geography course. i really enjoy this course i must say. maybe because my first assignment is that i have to go and visit a mall. no really i do, then the second half of the assignment is that i have to go visit a retail strip on a designated road i'm assigned. for real i really do!!!
my day continues with just almost burning down the house with a stinky ass burner trying to make some soup and i have to do some actual reading for all these courses i'm taking (wow i know reading, what a new word in the jenny vocabulary.) and maybe venture off to do a little returning stuff action later. in the meantime, i've gots a kitty by my side who wants to cuddle and i'm the girl to call on (elmira.).
it's one: four six pm: and
"i love you please don't eat me."
a sojourn for a lonely heart
iTunes is spinning: wishing i had my ipod instead of it being in bradley's backpack...so today is the second day of summer school. it officially started yesterday. so on:
monday and wednesdays: i have marketing geography from 10-12 (unless i have tutorials then it starts at 9.
tuesday and thursdays: scientific revolutions from 12-2, confronting global change from 6-8.
so what have i done on my 4 hour break thus far? so far i've gone to the megabook store to purchase textbooks, munched on the 2.99 subway day of the week sub (tuesdays: honey mustard ham), trekked up to 119 St. George St, which is the woodsworth college office to drop of italy stoof, then i am now situated comfortable in a red computer chair (after trying twice to get my utorid fixed) i am now blowing off the last two hours of my long break. reasonable amounts of productivity for today. A for effort.
so for those who know of him, and i mean him as in mr kevin seeto, who is currently on his european excursion trek across the other parts of the world mentioned in his latest email that the belgium train station is on strike. which meant that his much anticapted trip to amsterdam had to be cancelled. i've never been to amsterdam but already i feel his pain. this amsterdam place is somewhat like the cancun of mexico for north american kids. at least this is what i deducted from tales of others visiting. kevin leigh seeto also mentioned something about more like boasting about prague and it's fifty cent beers. mmm. and as the greenie and i plan our very own italy/other places excursion taking place in july/august i have to say that prague we must visit! must be the whole graduation thing (sans myself) but it feels like everyone is taking a trip to europe this summer. next summer: since i'll have already gone to europe, i'm going to hawaii to tan the little lobum to crisp. and to surf the boys... uhhh i mean waves....
it's may 2-4 weekend coming up, and the weather seems to be giving ontario a break for once. what was forecasts of showers and cold cloudyness has given way to clear skies and highs of twenties.
dear god, it's me jenny has been working. my plans thus far seems to be tagging alone with the bruce county bunch for a night in sauble and walkerton it seems. as long as i'm in a bikini and the sun is shinning on the beach i'll be a happy girl. if not, feed me fudge and i'll be equally as happy.
it's four o five pm: and damn this post has taken only 5 minutes of my killing time.
dee dum dee dum dee dum.
i want to keep you to myself.
iTunes is spinning: well since my computer isn't hooked up yet, carri's wimamp is spinning some mr ben harper goodness. so. i'm officially done with utm residence. after four faithful years. i'm not sad to say that i'm sad to go. and now. i'm officially moved into 495 dupont st. it's a house of hot hot hot girls and we heart hot boys.
today i went to ikea to buy a table/desk, a new quilt cover, curtains that are too small and some other knick knacks. and today after we came home from ikea, we caught/heard the neighbours next door having some serious verbal almost animalistic monkey sex next door. proves that the walls here are paper thin and that i should keep that in my for my next bedroom romp with the man.
for now, my room is half set up with my bed a desk and empty shelves. hopefully tomorrow i'll get a thingy thing set up on my wall to hold the rest of my clothes. hopefully, but i wont' hold my breathe so therefore you shouldn't hold yours either.
tomorrow night though, is my much anticipated armor for sleep/hellogoodbye show at lee's palace. they're both opening for all american rejects... but i'm fine wiht that, it just means that for once i don't have to wait till midnight to come out of a punk rock show.
that's all folks. till next jenny time.
it's six three six pm: and lauren said she'll come get food with me at eight thirty. so two more hours of starvation to go. i should call social services and report a bad case of motherhood on the sloot's behalf.
