What is wrong with people?

I'm normally not a fan of profanity, especially written profanity, but what the fuck is wrong with people? I am so sick and tired of people putting me down and just being fucking selfish and inconsiderate. I was leaving the mall today with my mom and my aunt, we were crossing when this fucking driver starts to turn and honk at us. We didn't really respond other than stick our hands out to notify him that we were crossing as we had the right of way, he then fucking sticks his tongue out at us, we ignored this once again and continued to cross, as we're crossing he starts to turn again toward us and stick his tongue out and honk. Obviously I was really pissed b/c we're crossing and he knows we're crossing yet he decides to continue to turn and honk and do some stupid shit, he could have hit us - he was by no means paying attention to driving rules. HE WAS A FUCKING ASS WITH A FUCKED UP SENSE OF HUMOR WITH THE MATURITY OF SOMEONE WHO NEEDS TO BE IN DIAPERS WHO SHOULD GO FUCK HIMSELF. What more can I do than swear the the fucking driver, I asked him very loudly so he could hear me through his window what the fuck he was doing, he then drove off.

My aunt who I had once considered to be my second mom started yelling at me in the car about how drivers like that do things like that so people like me would "lose something" lose what? other than my fucking temper? She then went on and on and on about how I was a disgrace to Asians with my temper and swearing and that she was ashamed to be with me. HELLO, YOU'RE THE ONE THAT ASKED TO JOIN MY SHOPPING TRIP YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO BE THERE. But it gets better than this, she then started to compare me to that driver and said there was no difference b/w us and that I was just as bad, HOLY SHIT, I SWORE AT THE DRIVER, HE'S THE ONE THAT TRIED TO KILL US AND HE'S THE ONE THAT DOESN'T OBEY TRAFFIC LAWS AND WILL POTENTIALLY KILL SOMEONE AND NOW I'M JUST AS BAD AS HIM?????WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU. I am so sick of this, my mom had invited her over for dinner earlier but right now, I really just want her to leave my life and never come back b/c swearing is just as bad as almost hitting someone in a car? I don't think so. I am just so sick of bad drivers, honestly in my province half of the drivers should not have their liscence, everytime I leave for a run I have at least 2 cars who disobey traffic laws making them almost hit me with their huge ass cars....

Disappointment

Leafs lost yet another game:(. I kind of expected it before the game but when Poni&Stajan scored those beauties I got my hopes up high. Only to get them knocked right back down. I didn't watch the first two periods but I think Toskala played well in the 3rd.

I am so disappointed in myself, I messed up the 1st part of this question on my math exam on Thurs and that one question was worth at least 15 marks (I think it might have been 17). Just my luck, you need the 1st part to complete the 2nd, and the 3rd, and the 4th. I think I failed that exam big time. I also messed up a bit on a few other questions. It's pretty bad, I actually had nightmares about it during my nap after the exam yesterday.

Today was pretty nice in turns of cheering me up, we went out for lunch at La Maison du Japon (great sushi place) and lordy, I feel so bad for the people serving us. We were so LOUD. I swear everyone at the place could hear us, 9 IB or ex-IB kids in one place + D's boyfriend = not a good idea. My friend K.O. and I were so embarrassed to be with our friends b/c we were that loud. And then we ordered food, normally that is nothing worth mentioning but the poor guy who was serving us was so overwhelmed, we were just shouting our orders at him, "we need 5 calamari, 4 salmon skin maki, 4 eel maki, can I have a spicy chicken ramen?, we need 2 of cucumber maki, a truck load of tempura, I'll take one of everything we just ordered for myself (thanks, VJJ)". Poor guy.

***the table behind us and to our left was staring at us the whole time, especially when K & JL had a wasabi eating contest - long story

Post lunch a few of us (J, N, K, A, and myself) headed over to J's house were we chilled with Jason Bourne. He is the definition of hotness.

***off to go finish up whatever Italian hw I have left and maybe watch some more Jason Bourne

My Brother the Party Animal

onday, 25 January 2010

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My Brother the Party Animal....
Well, he's not really a party animal but for the nerdy computer programming kind of guy he is, he's kind of a party animal right now. I first want to say, if anyone just looked at the physical appearance of the two of us, I would be labeled the 'party animal' - he's skinny, w/glasses, no muscle, nerdy looking &etc| I'm muscled, w/long hair, w/contacts, in short-shorts 24/7 &etc. If a stranger were to come into my home they would expect me to be the kind of girl who drinks & parties 24/7 but I'm not, I have my crazy moments but really, I'm kind of mellow and chill.

Anyways, my bro is in Singapore right now on an exchange program and looking at the photos, he's been partying it up over there (and in the places he's been touring), through a few exchange emails I realized he kind of has the view most Canadians seem to have about drinking. He kind of seems to think drinking is for getting drunk. I personally don't think that way, I'm not a drinker but I don't condemn drinking. Personally, I think drinking is for the taste of the alcohol and for enjoyment; not to get drunk and wasted. I have also realized that he is under constant peer pressure to drink b/c everyone he is friends with in this foreign city is a heavy drinker hence he feels compelled to either a) drink b) pretend to drink. I don't know what has happened to the brother I know. My brother is supposed to be the kind of guy who doesn't drink and would discourage me to drink but honestly through our emails I get the sense he considers me a prude b/c I don't drink. I feel as if my brother is no longer the same guy, instead of the smart, nerdy, funny, and computer pro brother I had, I now have a party animal as a brother. I don't like this change - I miss the guy who is sensitive and buys me presents from everywhere he goes b/c well, that's the brother I know and grew up with. They say change is good but right now I disagree. I really hope my brother reads the email I sent him a few minutes ago and realizes that I don't want a cool party animal guy as a brother but rather the guy who respects everyone with the dream of publishing a paper on some kind of tech stuff and heading to Stanford for his Masters.

***I wish I had the courage to send him the link to here so he could understand how I feel.
***btw I really don't understand why people say jocks&athletes are heavy drinkes, as a runner part of the reason to why I don't drink is b/c I don't want it to deter my training & performance
***Worried his paper rejection from the conference is the reason for all this partying, b/c honestly partying doesn't solve the problem
***hopes he stops drinking....so much

I think my watch is broken, b/c according to my watch I just ran a 24 k in 1:42:11

That run was just amazing, I just took off and didn't really try to pay attention to pace or anything and wow, the time my watch is giving me makes me think my watch is broken. According to my watch I just ran 24k in 1:42:11 - I think I hit 20k around 1:22:- or something like that. Looking at these times I'm getting excited for my next half marathon b/c I wasn't even trying to run all that fast today and honestly, my last 2k could have been a lot faster with enough to pop in a sprint at the end. That's a 4:15/k pace, I think that's faster than my first 3000m track race and definately faster than my 10k pace - I really think my watch is broken.
*now that I think about it, that's just 29s faster than my Waterfront Half Marathon - and I just ran about 2.9k more.

Chapters Indigo is honestly not impressing me

I am beyond pissed right now, to the extent my fb status holds some rather colourful words, I ordered a book more than 2 weeks ago so I would have my own copy before my English exam on Tues (I like to write in books when I have to analyze them) from Chapters.Indigo (biggest bookstore in Canada) and I should have recieved it by now but I still don't have a copy of it. Not only that, but my copy of Mad Shadows by Marie-Claire Blais hasn't even been ordered. Oh, that's b/c when I ordered it from Chapters they thought they had it instock but then they realized TODAY (MORE THAN 2 WEEKS AFTER I ORDERED IT) that THEY DIDN'T HAVE A COPY OF THIS NOVELLA IN STOCK AND THEY WERE GOING TO ORDER IT TODAY - AND THAT I WOULD GET MY COPY IN 2 WEEKS. I NEED THIS BOOK NOW, NOT IN 2 WEEKS.

I called their customer service to see if I can cough up some cash to get it shipped faster - that was rather nice of me b/c I honestly don't think that I should have to pay b/c they made a serious mistake. But that only pissed me off even more b/c the woman at customer service treated me like I was retarded and an idiot who doesn't know how to read, I am just so unimpressed and disappointed with Chapter/Indigo right now, I go there for the majority of my books and I spend just less than half a grand a year there, is this how they're supposed to treat their customers? If so, I think I'll take my money somewhere else even if it means paying more or travelling a further distance b/c I am just so upset right now. I NEED THIS BOOK FOR MY EXAM.

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wrote my Math P1 today,
raped by the 1st question and the last page

Random Thoughts Swirling Through My Mind

I'm currently trying to read a french article to prep for my french but I keep getting really random thoughts and recalling random memories....and here are some of them
1. My body is going psycho, that long run yesterday is making my body think I'm back to training and now I want to eat everything in sight - and b/c I am really bad at denying my body carbs and whatnot my house no longer has any food
2. I want to run. NOW. - but I can't b/c it's an off day for me
3. Recalling the time my friends and I went to the Marlies vs. Lake Erie Monsters game where we lost 0-7 and my friend and I went to go watch them leave the skating portion of the rink. I called my friend D a loser b/c she was all "OMG we're soo close to them, it's soo cool", normally it's ok to call D a loser b/c of her comments but, the hockey players thought I called them a loser so one of them shot me an evil eye. My bad.
4. how after #3 occurred, D and I were at the autograph session and I asked the player if I could smack his ass
5. how after #4 occurred he said no
6. how after #4&5 occurred I still didn't get paid
7. why my mother is calling me for dinner when I already told her I can't eat another bite after finishing all her homemade beef jerky, 2 papayas, some Asian coconut bread thing, and some chocolate covered pretzels (as already stated, I ate a lot)
8. Why am I doing IB?
9. Should I drop IB?
10. What does IB like? as opposed to what I already know, what IB doesn't like.

and then I asked if I could smack his ass....

Yesterday was an amazing day, haven't had so much fun in such a long time. I started of the day with some shopping with the girls at the Eaton Centre downtown Toronto. I managed to get Brooke Hogan's Redemption, Rise Against's Revolutions Per Minute, a pair of AE skinny jeans (I usually don't like to shop at AE b/c I feel their clothes are overpriced and generic but these jeans were 20$ and they fit my skinny flat ass pretty nicely - btw does anyone else feel AE sizes are larger than normal sizes?, I usually wear size 0-3 but I got my jeans in 00), green eye shadow from Sephora (guilty indulgence, so expensive), and Under Armour 2in shorts (got the last pair of 2in shorts, wish they had extra small though but no one seems to have extra smalls in stock....but they were only just under 30$ (tax included) - they are usually 40$ per pair). {wow what a run-on sentence} We also went down onto Queen Street West - love it there, we popped into this dress shop and the dresses were BEAUTIFUL - I wanted to buy the whole store but we couldn't buy anything b/c "if we want to eat tonight we can't buy anything else" as we told the store sales person - I think he's gay - not that I have any issues with them, he was so nice and just so cute - wish more men were that cute. There's a "Black Market" thrift shop kind of thing on Queen and we popped into there, it was insanely amazing. There was a booth that sold clothing from The Fairies Pyjamas (designer is Toronto based) and the clothes were just amazingly cute - my friend D brought a cute purple elf hat from there, we loved it!

From there we trekked down to Front and down to Union so we could catch the streetcar to Exhibition for the Marlies game. We somehow managed to get confused so we asked for directions, a really nice guy gave us directions to board the streetcar but my friend J managed to make us laugh by calling the guy old by accident in front of him when she called her dad - it was hilarious.

Once on the streetcar I noticed there was a family with boys our age onboard, why I noticed this? One of the guys kept on staring at my friend K - not that it's that surprising since K is really pretty and the rest of us were REALLY LOUD - we don't have a mute button. It was a fun ride b/c we kept on freaking out that we were going to miss our stop but in the end we got to the Rioch without any trouble. Getting INTO the building was another story - we decided we were going to be different and not follow the hordes of people so we ended up at the back of the building with genius me trying to convince everyone to go through the staff doors. In the end we had to go where the hordes had gone earlier - we're such geniuses.

We met up with the guys inside the building (A, N (J's huggy), & A), we had issues going to our seats (Section 104 Row D) b/c the Marlies were coming out for warmup - my friend K got excited at the sight of #38 of the Marlies "#38 is soo CUTE!!!!" btw #38 of the Marlies is Jay Rosehill. This was how our first hockey game (for the majority of us) started - it only got dirtier after that. I have to say it was mostly my fault b/c I couldn't help but admire the butts of the Lake Erie Monsters - shoutouts to #29 and #49 of the LEM - à mon dieu they have cute butts. My friend A (the brown one) and I spent most of the warm up period making fun of the LEM goalie (if only we can take that back) b/c we were sitting right behind the opposing goalie's net - it was amazing for us but I imagine not for the people sitting around us b/c we were being VERY rowdy teenagers. We continued our excitement until the end of the first period when we were losing 0-4 (Marlies were losing).


Then came the fries - word of advice, DO NOT GET FRIES FROM THE RIOCH - they taste like CARDBOARD, though the hot sauce + bbq sauce was very tasty:) Not that they helped us from being disappointed at the lost, 0-7 - we only wanted ONE GOAL but we didn't get it:( Throughout the game this guy infront of us kept turning around to talk to me and omg he was funny - according to my friend D he wanted to Marlies Dancers to come back (they had danced in front of us during the 1st period) but I guess they ran away from that guy, my friends A &A - not N b/c he has my friend J. During the last period my friends and I got rowdy again and decided we could play better, my friend A (big one) would play goalie b/c he's a big guy, A (brown one) would play defence b/c he just learnt to skate last week and his falling on the opposing players = checking, and I would play offense b/c I'm a bit fast :) sounds great to me.

Anyways, post game, my friend D and I lined up for an autograph from a Marlies player which was Andre Deveaux last night. During the game I kind of dirty talked and said that I would like to smack a player's ass and well some of the guys said they would pay me if I did (including the guy who kept turning around to talk to me). So when our turn came to get the autographs I asked Deveaux very politely if I could smack his ass - since he was sitting down it wasn't like I could just do it. He just gave me a weird look, laughed, and said no. Which is understandable b/c really, why would he want to have me smack his ass. I thought it would be fine since I won't ever be seeing him again but then I realized when I woke up this morning that my anti-bullying committee, PEERS, is trying to somehow work with the Marlies to prevent bullying in elementary schools - which means I might have to see him again. I think I should RUN and never come back. It's hard to believe I wasn't drinking with what I did last night.

Highlight calls of the night:
-"You're Skating like A"
-"Don't let D eat you"
-"you're the hot sauce on my cardboard fries"
-"score one for the Asian!"
-"Squid head"