I spent the last half hour staring into space wondering how I could manage to script my life into a play, until I gave it up altogether due to a complete lack of good dialogue. Weekends are so annoyingly awkward -- I was just getting used to the abusive strikers and having to go to class, and Saturday just comes along and screws that all up. I'm probably just bitter because I spent three hours in an Imagine Info Session -- code for "let's-see-how-dumb-we-can-make-students-feel-before-we-scare-away-all-volunteers" -- and then had my volleyball team eliminated in the playoffs in the first round, to the worst-ranked team in the league. A Pinch of Prowess deserved to win! Which means nothing in this life, I know.
Ran into many, many first-year friends this week: at the coffee place, at volleyball, on the way home. I need someone to blame for keeping us from having a social life! I asked Mark when would be an OK time to get a group dinner together, and he said the end of April. Bah. I should sue someone for false advertising, because if kept count of every time someone told me that university would be a "mind expanding experience" and the "time of my life" in high school, I would have memorised a very big number.
People who let bananas turn black and go to waste are evil. I don't know how much of a reminder you need than to sit down at each meal and see the black spots get bigger and bigger to remind you to eat them, but that's evidently not enough for some people. Bananas are the stuff of life -- and besides, they'll be gone in 10 years thanks to some black fungus in South America. And speaking of inflated food prices, here's one reason to care about what happens in West Africa and the Ivory Coast, for those of you who aren't news junkies: thanks to the civil war there, cocoa has almost tripled in price. Combine that with the gas prices we have now, and I'm wondering why the country isn't in revolt. Oh, and Richmond tabs might just have an excuse for all their endearing characteristics.
Finished MegaTokyo today, too. Any more breakfast reading suggestions?
Ran into many, many first-year friends this week: at the coffee place, at volleyball, on the way home. I need someone to blame for keeping us from having a social life! I asked Mark when would be an OK time to get a group dinner together, and he said the end of April. Bah. I should sue someone for false advertising, because if kept count of every time someone told me that university would be a "mind expanding experience" and the "time of my life" in high school, I would have memorised a very big number.
People who let bananas turn black and go to waste are evil. I don't know how much of a reminder you need than to sit down at each meal and see the black spots get bigger and bigger to remind you to eat them, but that's evidently not enough for some people. Bananas are the stuff of life -- and besides, they'll be gone in 10 years thanks to some black fungus in South America. And speaking of inflated food prices, here's one reason to care about what happens in West Africa and the Ivory Coast, for those of you who aren't news junkies: thanks to the civil war there, cocoa has almost tripled in price. Combine that with the gas prices we have now, and I'm wondering why the country isn't in revolt. Oh, and Richmond tabs might just have an excuse for all their endearing characteristics.
Finished MegaTokyo today, too. Any more breakfast reading suggestions?
