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Bitter-sweet tonic

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Wed. November 29, 2006

Back during my last term in University, the walk to school was sort of expensive. I had formed a habit of going to the local Tim Hortons to get a cup of coffee to warm me up during the cold months. You see, the gas station right next to where I was living had a full service Tim Hortons, and the lines moved quickly (except for the lunch hour), so stopping by was ridiculously convenient. Even if I didn’t go to that location, I found myself needed to drop by one of the on-campus stops to get my coffee fix. That’s why travelling to school became expensive for me.

Now that I’m working, the commute in is a lot less tempting. I mean, between the car-ride, the train, and the streetcar, there really isn’t a TH that’s totally accessible. That’s what I thought, anyway. As a result, I wasn’t buying drinks in the morning, and I was quite thankful. I knew there was one though that was 2 stops before mine on the streetcar route. I considered that one to be off the path, and didn’t pay much attention to it. I mean, going to that TH meant having to get off the streetcar; it would tack another 10-15 minutes on my commute time.

Oh, but then one day, I got off the streetcar early because I felt the urge to walk to work. With TH suddenly there, I dropped by for a coffee and bagel. By the time I got to work, I realized that it wasn’t so far off the path–after all, I could just hop back on the streetcar anyway. Later, when I drank the coffee, the liquid flowed down my throat, feeling almost like a bitter-sweet tonic that caused my pleasure centres to cry out with joy.

Hey, I’m exaggerating. However, that was some great coffee.

Ever since then, I’ve been dropping by more and more often. It’s still not a daily thing, and I don’t think it ever will be. However, the fact is I’m spending money again on something that I don’t really have to. Once again, I’m starting to develop a dependency. What the hell!

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Confirmed everything I already knew about myself

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Sun. April 2, 2006

Everything I knew about myself was very much confirmed. Hate is such a strong word. However, I very much regret the fact that I allowed myself to be put in such an uncomfortable situation.
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In between

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Sun. March 19, 2006

Don’t want to be here, don’t want to be in Waterloo…what am I supposed to do?

So, I went home this weekend just to regroup. As much as it’s been restful, it’s also been a bit pretty tedious. I feel isolated here. I kind of missing being in close contact with friends. Love my parents, but…they’re my parents, know what I mean?

In Waterloo, I obviously have the problem of being in a place I associate with a lot of stress. There’s just no winning, right.

As much as I say I don’t want to be here, I know I’ll have an urge to go home once the work piles up over these upcoming weeks. I can’t be too complacent. I need to pass so that I’ll never have to go back there once I leave.

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Adventures in unhealthiness

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Sun. March 5, 2006

So yeah, I ate that yogurt. Five days after the expiry, it was still good. It didn’t smell sour or anything. There were three little cups leftover. It’s now Sunday, and there still one more left to go. I’ll see how it looks tomorrow when I get back to Waterloo. I’m pretty confident that it’ll be just fine tomorrow.

I have a history of eating stuff beyond the best before date. Honestly, I think it’s because I’m reluctant to really waste money like that. Beyond that however, I think laziness plays a big factor. I often can’t just bring myself to put the effort in to cook something. So, this term, if I’ve run low on food, when I don’t eat out with my friends, I end up just lying in bed and willing the hunger away. It’s not exactly the healthiest solution, but it works in a pinch.

Of course, there are some things in the freezer that I could cook. I think I had chicken strips, frozen green beans, breaded fish fillets, and some pork in there. Also, rice is plentiful. The veggie bin had carrots, and apples. There was some ancient bread in there from the beginning of January. I’m surprised I haven’t touched that yet this late in the game like I’ve done with other loaves.

So, I really have to wonder: what is this indicative of? If anyone has theories, I’d like to hear them.

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Glade purgatory

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Sun. February 26, 2006

I have absolutely no sense when it comes to air fresheners. Actually, no, I can’t say that; I have enough sense not to pick out a can of something named “Stench Blossom Bouqet” if the chance ever came up. What I mean is that I make bad decisions when choosing supposedly nice smells.

On Thursday, I stopped by the Zellers at the Malvern Town Centre for a refill to my Glade air freshener in my room here in Waterloo. Previously, I had picked up something called Hawaiian Breeze. Sounds good, doesn’t it? Thing is, even with the air freshener set to its lowest setting my room smelled like some sort of fruit salad exploded all over the place. Seriously. Imagine if someone took a slice of papaya and smeared it all over your walls. That’s the image that comes to mind. It was pretty damn strong. I put up with it though, because I just didn’t want my room to smell like the room of a stale bachelor pad. The smell may have been a bit too strong though. My roommate once came in the room, smelled the air, and thought that I had been masturbating heavily…which…NO.

The smell (of a luau gone awry) died down, and I thought that the plugin had stabilized somehow. Not the case though: the bottle of oil was just nearing the end of its life.

So, anyway, back to Zellers. I was debating between two choices they had there: clean linen, or apple and cinnamon. I was really leaning towards clean linen, but for some reason apple and cinnamon won out. I thought it would be a quaint smell, and besides the scent of cinnamon is supposed to be very stimulating for males (so I hear). So, as soon as I got back to my room here in Waterloo, I plugged it in. Now I’m mildly regretting not going with clean linen. My room now smells like someone placed a small explosive in a McDonalds apple pie and detonated it in the centre of my room. I suppose it will take a few days to get used to, but in the end, I think I should stick to scents that aren’t quite so fruity.

Damn you, Glade!

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Cooking alone

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Sat. January 28, 2006

I’m sitting here in kitchen with my laptop, waiting for a pot of water to boil. I’m cooking spagetti tonight, which is pretty good, all things considered. For most of this month, I’ve been eating out daily, and that’s been making a big dent in my wallet. So, I’ve decided that for the next little while I’m making a concentrated effort to eat at home when possible. So far, so good. I mean, when I woke up, I decided that cooking some biscuits would be a good idea. Just yesterday, I saw a box of Bisquick in the supermarket. I figured that having the mix on hand would be great when I had a craving for biscuits. I guess I just couldn’t wait.

So, alright, dinner now consists of spaghetti and biscuits. Unfortunately, I’ve got no one to share it with. All my roommates have left the house because they find that there are too many distractions here. Heh. I know it’s true as well. However, the comfort of home is of very high value to me. I’m not going to give it up easily, especially not for the stark, uninviting feeling that the library has. Perhaps this is major problem…

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Fa Tsai! *SLAM*

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Fri. January 27, 2006

For the past few days, Jenelle, Chris and I have been staying up really late playing Mahjong. It’s not often you find that many people willing to play, so when you find ‘em , take advantage. Of course, this is coming from a non-Chinese guy, so Mahjong players are still kind of rare.

Seems that here in North America, many many people are led to believe that Mah Jongg is just that silly solitaire game; however, the actual game is a lot more fun. Hell, most games that involve other people are fun. Prior to a few days ago, Chris had no idea how to play. When Jenelle and I told him we were going ot teach him, he was all “Sweet! It’s that solitaire game, right?” Soon enough, we was going “Pung!” as well as the rest of us. The game is not that hard at all. The hardest part is just learning what all the characters are–in particular, the numbers and the directions. After that, it’s all pretty easy. We even managed to each Conor how to play the other day. :P

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Waterloo phone number

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Wed. January 25, 2006

Why does my Waterloo phone number have to be one that was once owned by a catering business?

And why do people call it, even though they’ve called before and got me telling them that the number is wrong?

Why do they hang on for a good minute letting the phone ring only to announce “oh sorry, I have the wrong number” when I answer?

And WHY OH WHY must they call when I’m asleep?

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