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| Allow me an emo moment, okay?GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH | | |
| Please, please, please...I'm currently on my break, sitting on a 1.5m long padded bench pushed up against the south wall of 1st floor Koerner Library, listening to The Beautiful Girls while trying to review rock formations for an upcoming Geography midterm later this week. Unfortunately, trying is about as far as I'm getting. To my right, only about 2.5m away is a couple who arrived about an hour after I did. They're on a bench identical to mine, lying on top of each other and being disgustingly inappropriate.
Affection is okay. Public affection is questionable. But in a library? Please, spare us all and get a damn room.
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| 10 things you may or may not know about me and some extraneous thoughts.1. Raspberries are my favourite fruit.
2. I have an overactive imagination.
3. I hate ketchup chips and Coke but will consume them anyway.
4. My kindergarten crush was Emilio C.
5. I love fried tofu with vinegar and soy sauce.
6. I can't stand improper use of the apostrophe.
7. I have never played Monopoly, even though I own the game.
8. I have a blue birthmark on my back.
9. Almost anything can make me cry.
10.Christmas is hands down my favourite holiday.
Yeah, it has become overly commercialized and threatened by increasing concerns over political correctness. However, I think that it still brings a lot of joy to those who choose to really participate in it--whether it's through enjoying the company of those who you hold dearest on Christmas day, attending a nine-day novena followed by midnight mass, or even through just giving someone else a gift to show them how much you appreciate them. I, personally, have never fully felt the hype surrounding Christmas as a holiday, but have always liked it because of the generous spirit that it brings and the thought that it evokes. For every mall Santa and elf, there is a person out there who is spreading the true meaning of Christmas. And for that, I will be having a merry Christmas this year.
Merry Christmas to you all--may yours be meaningful and filled with joy.
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| Every now and then I get asked what career path I'm heading towards.
Depending on who asks and how I'm feeling, there are a variety of answers, in order of decreasing risk:
Option 1: What I want to be doing.
Option 2: What I think will happen to me if I don't get to where I want to be.
Option 3: A lame "I don't know yet," reserved for times when I just don't want to discuss it.
And you'd think that the high-risk answers are reserved for people close to me...but it's really the other way around. I'll tell a complete stranger Option 1 and save 2 or 3 for those who know me. If I know you want to do the same thing as me, you will never hear Option 1 until it happens. However, it may come up if I think you might be supportive, you don't know what you're going to do, or I'm completely sure you're not going to judge me the way I knowingly judge people who are on academic probation at a community college and yet think they can become the chief surgeon of a metropolitan hospital.
Perhaps everything I want to achieve is attainable and all I lack is the self-confidence to get there.
It's just that I don't want to think of myself as the girl who set out for the art store to get red paint and couldn't even reach the shelf.
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