You know what's awesome? --
Twilight.
It became one of my top most favourite books of all time, ever last year. I got into it because there was all this talk about a series that had been out for a while that had to do with legends and vampires and all that cool stuff.
Which, you know, I love. I mean, I loved Big Wolf on Campus, Harry Potter, Vampire High, Hercules, Sinbad, Xena: Warrior Princess and all that jazz. Gosh, I miss my childhood - specifically all the programming back then.
They were all so friggin GOLDEN.
So yeah, I'm loving how I can see this book that I have enjoyed and grown to really appreciate and just seriously LOVE - become a movie :)
Do you ever imagine your favourite books as movies? I do - all the time. I often wonder why there haven't been that many film adaptations of the books I love ... I should get on that. Somehow. LOL. Mind you, there's going to be the Cecelia Ahern novels coming out in theatre I think ... and P.S. I Love You came out. (But I didn't like Hilary Swank in it :S)
You know what's a bummer? --
The fact that my school's on strike and we students have no say *hmpf*
I mean, for real now, I'm getting a little antsy about how this whole situation is going to turn out. I'm bored with my life. I have no job (although, I am looking ...) and I have no reason to even want to take an interest in my academics now!
I've become so lazy!! Well ... mind you, the past two weeks went by extremely fast and I was pretty occupied. Perhaps the only reason for my going insane now is because this is the first week where I've actually felt the effects of the strike haha.
I mean, don't get me wrong, I love the time away from Bitchstock. But other than that, BOO.
Strike week 1 we had the Drop Fees rally and we had a good weekend of pure chilling.
Strike week 2 it was Manda's 20th birthday so we collabortaed, decorated and celebrated.
Now we're all just super bummed about the lack of activity/holidays/celebrations I guess - well, that's more just me :S
The upside to all this is that I've de-stressed considerably and am really relaxed as a result. I'm generally just chilling out ... wondering what I should do next haha.
Then there's also the upside of this strike giving me an awesome opportunity to visit my god-daughter, Jamie, a lot more :) ... all smiles there! I won't complain and bitch about that.
What I will bitch and complain about is the fact that our semester is totally going to be screwed up. That we're going to either have to cut the sem OR just be rushed for time in completing everything we need?
Oh, another downside to all of this (perhaps the most upsetting of all!) is that I haven't seen Asparagus in like a friggin MONTH.
__ SIDE NOTE: Did you know that Kristen Stewart and Rob Pattinson got paid $2 million for their roles in Twilight?
I'm really hoping that their success doesn't get to their heads - they're so cool just the way they are. Their awkwardness and lack of interviewee experience always just reminds me how human they are. GAH, I'd hate for them to be all Hollywood now!!
Asparagus: -- WHO IS HE?
That's Mark's code name. Mark V.
He's basically this really amazing, smart, down to earth and gorgeous guy that I met in my Natural Science class.
God Bless my GenEds.
Anyways I don't know if I've ever breathed a word of this story to anyone ... but it's an amazing story. I know I love it.
So there we were: Manad, Joanna (friend from York) and I sitting in the back of our huge History of Physics class attempting to grasp the concepts of whatever it is being taught ...
We don't really do a very good job at that, mind you, I've been trying very, very hard.
Out Prof finishes explaining to us that we have our group assignments coming up very soon. These group assignments were designed to give us a chance at getting to know our other classmates, at giving the Prof something to mark in terms of assignments and, ultimately, give us a headache. What she did was divvy up the class into groups of 4 or 5 people, according to SURNAME.
This meant that the three muskateers were getting split up and had to venture into truly unknown territory, in all respects. I mean, for one, we didn't know anyone else in the class aside from one another. Secondly, we had NO idea what was going on in lectures. I mean, this was a mandatory class - science is just not my forte, none of ours! We had done absolutely fantastic jobs at avoiding the sciences when we could.
Thirdly, there was now the possiblity that our lack of paying attention in class would be called on.
This assignment blew balls.
We usually sit in the back of this class. Because, silly us, we thought we could pay attention anywhere. Not so much the case. Everyone around us was loud and annoying so we decided one day to sit closer to the front of the class where
During the two hour lecture on Monday (this class is Monday: 2 hours, Wednesday: 1 hour) we have a ten minute break at the one hour mark. Manda and I were just sitting chatting about something random, probably TV and Jo was talking to someone on the phone with someone.
So, tell me how, in MID-conversation, I see him from the corner of my eye.
HIM. The most beautiful guy I think I had ever laid my eyes on before. And the thing you have to understand about him is that there's really nothing special about him aesthetically. He's kind of the average Joe ... just ... not.
He was wearing a striped, button down shirt. And had one helluva goatee going on. It just looked like two huge side-burns and then like ... a chin strap LOL.
But I noticed him. I literally stoped talking, grabbed Manda's arm and took a sharp intake of breath. Locked my eyes on him as he walked back to his seat from wherever it was that he went - I'm thinking the bathroom. It was weird because he had half-turned at that moment and I think that he saw me? (This is me overthinking myself , but I swear he noticed cuz I was such a spaz.)
The class was loud. The class was busy. The class was alive with movement. And in that very moment, there was no way I could tear my gaze away from him. I have never experienced anything like it before in my life - I think ... don't quote me, but I think that it was love at first sight.
No Lie.
I often look back to that memory and figure that the only thing missing from that memory is that I didn't see everything in slow motion. Now that would have been the cherry on the top.
Anyways. So I basically my entire mannerism of feigned maturity transformed into that of a 12 year old. Maybe a 10 year old. But I'm thinking I acted more like a Teeny Bopper or something ...
Yeah, I literally was a shrieking idiot and hyperventilating and gawking. It was tres embarrassing - I'm glad Manda was the only one who saw LOL :$
After discussing my behaviour with the two (cuz, obviously my spasm sparked an interest in Jo and we then told her the story of my moment of Love at First Sight) we decided that he had always been in the class and that we had just never seen him becuase we always sat in the back.
During this time (it was September) I was in my One Tree Hill obsession phase, and so, Manda cleverly suggested that if we were living out lives as the characters on One Tree Hill, this dreamboy of mine would probably end up being in my group for the group assignment. We laughed it off, cuz it was absurd and the possibilites of that was like 1 in 200.
That night Jo and I were talking and stressing over our group assignments. Our Prof suggested that we message everyone in our goups (she already set up our groups, boo) so that we could get organized and meet everyone before the next lecture.
I was bummed out about that still, so no, I didn't want to message any of the 3 other people in my group. Jo asked me if there were any guys in my group and I told her there was one. His name was Mark V.
She asked me if he was cute and I said, "I dunno, how would I know that?"
She says, "Why don't you Facebook them you stupid, that's what I did. I already messaged the people in my group."
Me: "Keener"
Her: "Shut up. But go look!"
So I go on Facebook and enter the guys name, because I'm a girl and that's what I take interest in OKAY.
...
...
...
I searched his name. I came to this picture of a guy standing with his back to a wall, facing sideways. The link to his name is blue indicating that I can view his profile. His profile is open. I look at the first picture and I see the familiar side-burns.
"OMG.
OMG.
Oh My GOD.
This can't be ..."
I then looked at more of his profile pictures ...
Now, think back to when you were a little kid and your most-favouritest character on your most-favouritest TV show made an appearance at a mall or something and you had the chance to meet them. Pretend you're 5 and have no sense of shame, have no self-restraint. Imagine the scream, no, the SHRIEK of pure JOY that would have come out from your lungs, pass the strong vocal chords and out your mouth.
Now instead of you as a 5 year old, imagine it's me. As a 19 year old.
Yupp.
Needless to say I was in utter shock and, being the female-fantasizer-who-believes-in-fairy-tales that I am, I called Manda in a frenzy to tell her the good news. No answer. So I dial Joanna and a loud, long, panicked, surge of verbal spasms ensued.
I rock. I pwned all those excited 5 year olds. Better yet, all those Jonas Brothers chasing Teenage girls.
So my dreamboy/love at first sight man ended up being in my group, against the odds. And I have been a total and complete human spaz around him. I have brain cramps and can't talk becuase I forget how to be normal. I get flustered.
You should have seen the first day of me talking to him; it was really interesting.
But, you should be happy to know that I've improved my self-composure since then. We have had good conversations and he asked me once to study with him. We did that and spent a good amount of time cramming and prepping for our first test. he's really smart too. Sigh. He's nice. Sigh. He's Filipino. Extra Sigh. He's going to be 23. Sad Sigh, cuz like, why would he go for little me lol. But he's a good guy and we've become friendly-ish. We all sit together now, since he was a loner in the class. Jo started talking to him a lot since she was the one I relied on to fill in the gaps whenever my breathing went on a water break. I was making good progress and just starting to enjoy his company in a more relaxed manner, and then this bloody STRIKE.
Bahh!!!!
Anyways, that's not nearly as lengthy as I would have liked, but it'l do for now!
(Ann, since I know you're reading this ... I hope you enjoyed that. LOLS. I miss you!)
Twilight.
It became one of my top most favourite books of all time, ever last year. I got into it because there was all this talk about a series that had been out for a while that had to do with legends and vampires and all that cool stuff.
Which, you know, I love. I mean, I loved Big Wolf on Campus, Harry Potter, Vampire High, Hercules, Sinbad, Xena: Warrior Princess and all that jazz. Gosh, I miss my childhood - specifically all the programming back then.
They were all so friggin GOLDEN.
So yeah, I'm loving how I can see this book that I have enjoyed and grown to really appreciate and just seriously LOVE - become a movie :)
Do you ever imagine your favourite books as movies? I do - all the time. I often wonder why there haven't been that many film adaptations of the books I love ... I should get on that. Somehow. LOL. Mind you, there's going to be the Cecelia Ahern novels coming out in theatre I think ... and P.S. I Love You came out. (But I didn't like Hilary Swank in it :S)
You know what's a bummer? --
The fact that my school's on strike and we students have no say *hmpf*
I mean, for real now, I'm getting a little antsy about how this whole situation is going to turn out. I'm bored with my life. I have no job (although, I am looking ...) and I have no reason to even want to take an interest in my academics now!
I've become so lazy!! Well ... mind you, the past two weeks went by extremely fast and I was pretty occupied. Perhaps the only reason for my going insane now is because this is the first week where I've actually felt the effects of the strike haha.
I mean, don't get me wrong, I love the time away from Bitchstock. But other than that, BOO.
Strike week 1 we had the Drop Fees rally and we had a good weekend of pure chilling.
Strike week 2 it was Manda's 20th birthday so we collabortaed, decorated and celebrated.
Now we're all just super bummed about the lack of activity/holidays/celebrations I guess - well, that's more just me :S
The upside to all this is that I've de-stressed considerably and am really relaxed as a result. I'm generally just chilling out ... wondering what I should do next haha.
Then there's also the upside of this strike giving me an awesome opportunity to visit my god-daughter, Jamie, a lot more :) ... all smiles there! I won't complain and bitch about that.
What I will bitch and complain about is the fact that our semester is totally going to be screwed up. That we're going to either have to cut the sem OR just be rushed for time in completing everything we need?
Oh, another downside to all of this (perhaps the most upsetting of all!) is that I haven't seen Asparagus in like a friggin MONTH.
__ SIDE NOTE: Did you know that Kristen Stewart and Rob Pattinson got paid $2 million for their roles in Twilight?
I'm really hoping that their success doesn't get to their heads - they're so cool just the way they are. Their awkwardness and lack of interviewee experience always just reminds me how human they are. GAH, I'd hate for them to be all Hollywood now!!
Asparagus: -- WHO IS HE?
That's Mark's code name. Mark V.
He's basically this really amazing, smart, down to earth and gorgeous guy that I met in my Natural Science class.
God Bless my GenEds.
Anyways I don't know if I've ever breathed a word of this story to anyone ... but it's an amazing story. I know I love it.
So there we were: Manad, Joanna (friend from York) and I sitting in the back of our huge History of Physics class attempting to grasp the concepts of whatever it is being taught ...
We don't really do a very good job at that, mind you, I've been trying very, very hard.
Out Prof finishes explaining to us that we have our group assignments coming up very soon. These group assignments were designed to give us a chance at getting to know our other classmates, at giving the Prof something to mark in terms of assignments and, ultimately, give us a headache. What she did was divvy up the class into groups of 4 or 5 people, according to SURNAME.
This meant that the three muskateers were getting split up and had to venture into truly unknown territory, in all respects. I mean, for one, we didn't know anyone else in the class aside from one another. Secondly, we had NO idea what was going on in lectures. I mean, this was a mandatory class - science is just not my forte, none of ours! We had done absolutely fantastic jobs at avoiding the sciences when we could.
Thirdly, there was now the possiblity that our lack of paying attention in class would be called on.
This assignment blew balls.
We usually sit in the back of this class. Because, silly us, we thought we could pay attention anywhere. Not so much the case. Everyone around us was loud and annoying so we decided one day to sit closer to the front of the class where
During the two hour lecture on Monday (this class is Monday: 2 hours, Wednesday: 1 hour) we have a ten minute break at the one hour mark. Manda and I were just sitting chatting about something random, probably TV and Jo was talking to someone on the phone with someone.
So, tell me how, in MID-conversation, I see him from the corner of my eye.
HIM. The most beautiful guy I think I had ever laid my eyes on before. And the thing you have to understand about him is that there's really nothing special about him aesthetically. He's kind of the average Joe ... just ... not.
He was wearing a striped, button down shirt. And had one helluva goatee going on. It just looked like two huge side-burns and then like ... a chin strap LOL.
But I noticed him. I literally stoped talking, grabbed Manda's arm and took a sharp intake of breath. Locked my eyes on him as he walked back to his seat from wherever it was that he went - I'm thinking the bathroom. It was weird because he had half-turned at that moment and I think that he saw me? (This is me overthinking myself , but I swear he noticed cuz I was such a spaz.)
The class was loud. The class was busy. The class was alive with movement. And in that very moment, there was no way I could tear my gaze away from him. I have never experienced anything like it before in my life - I think ... don't quote me, but I think that it was love at first sight.
No Lie.
I often look back to that memory and figure that the only thing missing from that memory is that I didn't see everything in slow motion. Now that would have been the cherry on the top.
Anyways. So I basically my entire mannerism of feigned maturity transformed into that of a 12 year old. Maybe a 10 year old. But I'm thinking I acted more like a Teeny Bopper or something ...
Yeah, I literally was a shrieking idiot and hyperventilating and gawking. It was tres embarrassing - I'm glad Manda was the only one who saw LOL :$
After discussing my behaviour with the two (cuz, obviously my spasm sparked an interest in Jo and we then told her the story of my moment of Love at First Sight) we decided that he had always been in the class and that we had just never seen him becuase we always sat in the back.
During this time (it was September) I was in my One Tree Hill obsession phase, and so, Manda cleverly suggested that if we were living out lives as the characters on One Tree Hill, this dreamboy of mine would probably end up being in my group for the group assignment. We laughed it off, cuz it was absurd and the possibilites of that was like 1 in 200.
That night Jo and I were talking and stressing over our group assignments. Our Prof suggested that we message everyone in our goups (she already set up our groups, boo) so that we could get organized and meet everyone before the next lecture.
I was bummed out about that still, so no, I didn't want to message any of the 3 other people in my group. Jo asked me if there were any guys in my group and I told her there was one. His name was Mark V.
She asked me if he was cute and I said, "I dunno, how would I know that?"
She says, "Why don't you Facebook them you stupid, that's what I did. I already messaged the people in my group."
Me: "Keener"
Her: "Shut up. But go look!"
So I go on Facebook and enter the guys name, because I'm a girl and that's what I take interest in OKAY.
...
...
...
I searched his name. I came to this picture of a guy standing with his back to a wall, facing sideways. The link to his name is blue indicating that I can view his profile. His profile is open. I look at the first picture and I see the familiar side-burns.
"OMG.
OMG.
Oh My GOD.
This can't be ..."
I then looked at more of his profile pictures ...
Now, think back to when you were a little kid and your most-favouritest character on your most-favouritest TV show made an appearance at a mall or something and you had the chance to meet them. Pretend you're 5 and have no sense of shame, have no self-restraint. Imagine the scream, no, the SHRIEK of pure JOY that would have come out from your lungs, pass the strong vocal chords and out your mouth.
Now instead of you as a 5 year old, imagine it's me. As a 19 year old.
Yupp.
Needless to say I was in utter shock and, being the female-fantasizer-who-believes-in-fairy-tales that I am, I called Manda in a frenzy to tell her the good news. No answer. So I dial Joanna and a loud, long, panicked, surge of verbal spasms ensued.
I rock. I pwned all those excited 5 year olds. Better yet, all those Jonas Brothers chasing Teenage girls.
So my dreamboy/love at first sight man ended up being in my group, against the odds. And I have been a total and complete human spaz around him. I have brain cramps and can't talk becuase I forget how to be normal. I get flustered.
You should have seen the first day of me talking to him; it was really interesting.
But, you should be happy to know that I've improved my self-composure since then. We have had good conversations and he asked me once to study with him. We did that and spent a good amount of time cramming and prepping for our first test. he's really smart too. Sigh. He's nice. Sigh. He's Filipino. Extra Sigh. He's going to be 23. Sad Sigh, cuz like, why would he go for little me lol. But he's a good guy and we've become friendly-ish. We all sit together now, since he was a loner in the class. Jo started talking to him a lot since she was the one I relied on to fill in the gaps whenever my breathing went on a water break. I was making good progress and just starting to enjoy his company in a more relaxed manner, and then this bloody STRIKE.
Bahh!!!!
Anyways, that's not nearly as lengthy as I would have liked, but it'l do for now!
(Ann, since I know you're reading this ... I hope you enjoyed that. LOLS. I miss you!)
