Monthly Archive: July 2004

Over my head

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Mon. July 26, 2004

It’s Monday and I’m already feeling a bit worn. My throat is really raw right now. This is despite not doing as much rough yelling that I know I’m capable of. I’m now pretty sure that it’s the result of me drinking a great deal of water with ice. I’ve been doing it all weekend and now I’m paying dearly for it. It hurts to even swallow.

I’ve just come back from the lunch room with a big mug of green tea at 5221′s insistence. She’s one wise chicky. The tea is helping me a little bit. So do these chocolate pop tarts that I’m chowing down on right now. Damn, chocolate pop tarts are nasty. They don’t compare to the fruit ones at all. Hey, you know pop tarts is sponsoring the American Idol tour that’s making a stop here in Toronto? It’s not really a good fit…oh damn…maybe it is. Fantasia, Diana, and Jasmine can be pop tarts…umm…not that I’m insinuating anything about their personal/sexual lives. Who knows. Maybe some of them do have their legs spread like the Red Sea–lips flapping in the wind. Probably not.

WTF, I’ll just shut up now.

Funky.

Listen man, I need these random thoughts going through my head. I need to put my mind at ease for a little bit. I’ve just sat through a half hour of talk related to a project that I’m sort of working on. That whole time I was just watching the full timers go on about various specifications and project specifics that just went right over my head. I was just nodding and feigning even the faintest bit of understanding. I’m not going to say it made me feel stupid, because I’m really still green to everything, but I felt uncomfortable, no doubt about it. I know that reaching those levels of understanding requires so much time and experience. If I wanted to, I can surely reach those levels. It’s just, at this point in my life, I can’t imagine it. It all seems so distant. Right now I’m just content to push these thoughts out of my head with visions of strawberry pop tarts and hot green tea.

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Student Life 101

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Sun. July 25, 2004

This is the second weekend in a row with a big event at the university that FOC is expected to attend. Student Life 101 gives incoming students the opportunity to learn about and experience just what first year life is like at the university. We ran the orientation week booth in the Student Life Centre (SLC). The booth gave students and their parents more information about the week that we’re planning, as well as allow them to register for the events. I don’t remember much about the time when I went to Student Life 101 in 2000, but I don’t think it was ever as busy as it was this year.

When I arrived at the visitor’s parking lot, it was packed to the point where I had to park in the far lot. That’s crazy. They actually had to have parking attendants flag people over telling them where to go. Usually I can find a spot right at the corner closest to the intersection. Man, it wasn’t a good day to be wearing my other shoes. I usually wear my hiking boots because I wanted to give them a rest. Since I hadn’t worn the shoes I wore for a long time, they had that unbroken-in feeling to them. Halfway to the SLC, I found myself limping from the pain. That’s not right. I tried to walk as best I could without drawing much attention to myself. Last thing I need is to be a spectacle.
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Time out

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Thu. July 22, 2004

I’m fine.

Yesterday I had gone to the doctor for various reasons. He told me to take today off and stay indoors.

I’m fine.

IncognitoSo, today I slept in. I haven’t done that in such a long time. It felt immensely good. Mind you, my definition of “sleeping in” has been warped. My Saturdays have been occupied with trips to Waterloo. Weekdays are regularly busy with work. Sundays require I get up early to eat and get ready for church. Today, I got up at about 9:30. I remember this because I managed to get up early enough to watch The Ellen Degeneres Show. I think she’s hilarious.

I’m fine.
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CI picks: July 21, 2004

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Wed. July 21, 2004

Hrm…I’m liking a lot more people in the top 10 this year in Canadian Idol than last year. People have been beaten with the talent stick.

ManoahThat being said, my choices for bottom three this week:
Manoah, Josh, Shane.

As much as I like Manoah, she’s deservedly getting the axe tonight.

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Somewhere I Belong

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Tue. July 20, 2004

I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real
I wanna let go of the pain I�ve held so long
(Erase all the pain till it�s gone)
I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I�m close to something real
I wanna find something I�ve wanted all along
Somewhere I belong
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I will never know myself until I do this on my own
And I will never feel anything else, until my wounds are healed
I will never be anything till I break away from me
I will break away, I’ll find myself today

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Xenophobe

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Tue. July 20, 2004

There are times when I wish I didn’t seem so big and didn’t take up a lot of space. I’m pretty broad shouldered. I’ve got a large head. I sometime get conscious about it on the bus and try to shrink when I’m sitting next to people on the bus. In the end, I’m still conspicuous.

From the hospital parking lot I walked over to the bus stop. The bus bay area at the hospital is long enough for three buses. There is a bus shelter with benches inside, as well as a park bench outside. I normally sit on the park bench because frankly I enjoy the open air. Today though, the bench was wet with morning dew, so I chose not to sit there lest I get an uncomfortably moist ass. Over at the shelter was this woman just standing at its entrance. I wanted to sit on the bench, so I said “excuse me” and ducked in.

I sat down and proceeded to stare at the hazy sky through the glass panes. The woman, gives me a look, and then proceeds to walk away from the shelter and to the far end of the bus bay. I thought nohting much of it. I mean, she was even greeting some of the nurses and doctors that were passing by. It seemed like she was waiting for the bus that usually arrived a few minutes before mine. Today was different though. My bus was the first to arrive–which struck me as odd, but again I thought nothing of it. When I sat down on the bus, I look out the window, and there was the woman resuming her position at the entrance of the bus shelter.

It’s moments like these that make me terribly self-conscious. I don’t smell. I’m not violent and speaking in tongues. What gives? Is she xenophobic? Does she have a fear of strangers? Maybe a fear of ethnic people? At this point all I can do is attempt to assure myself that it’s not my fault. I did absolutely no wrong. All I wanted was to sit in the bus shelter. Still, my self-esteem is bruised. I don’t deserve to be made to feel dirty and unwanted.

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Kissed twice

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Mon. July 19, 2004

I forgot to mention one thing about the leader conference in yesterday’s entry. I was kissed twice by two different people.

The first time was during the {{popup IMG_2561.jpg “Jason pimping sandwiches” 400×300}}lunch session. I don’t know why, but this woman came up next to me and said “I don’t know who you are….but…” and gave me a nice kiss on the cheek. I was so busy yelling at the top of my lungs that I didn’t even catch who it was that did it.

The second time was during the workshop I was a part of. I had to act as a policeman and I was trying to solicit bribes from the different cities to help with the judging. One of the guys from one city stood up and opened his arms. I thought, “umm…whatever…a hug…ok..” and walked over. He grabs me and lays a big wet one on my cheek. That caught me totally off guard. Hahah. Joke’s on him, I was really sweaty at the time.

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Leader Conference

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Sun. July 18, 2004

Jason should’ve stretched.

Yesterday was the day of the cross campus leader conference. All of FOC was required to be there. This conference was for frosh leaders from all the committees off campus. I will say that Engineering had good representation there this year. In past years, leader attendance from our committee was a bit low. This year we must’ve had about 30+ people attend. In fact, this year attendance was good all across the board. We estimated about 350 (I think) attendees. FOC ran workshops and organized all the behind the scenes stuff. It awesome.

FOC was required to meet at 8 in Waterloo, meaning that I had to wake up really early. I set my alarm for the unholy time of 4:30. I set it that early because I knew it would take me an hour before getting out of bed. Go figure, I was right. I left at 6:30 and still had enough time to drop by Tim Hortons to get a coffee (I prefer one cream, two sugars) and a few cookies. I found myself running at uncharacteristic high and horribly low energy levels all day. There was no in-between. By the time the end of the event rolled around, I was…strangely at ease. Things were hurting a little bit, but it was only when I got home that things really started feeling shitty. Today, the day after, I feel worn out. The visual that comes to mind is me being beaten with a meat tenderizer…or something.
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