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03 May 2014 @ 08:29 pm
my friends are all leaving me and my heart is breaking into a million pieces.

I delivered my friend to the airport today. She doesn't want to move back to Calgary at all.

I'll experience this with other people because they are all leaving one at a time and I'm the luggage carrier. The airport person.

everybody is moving on to different coasts and continents and I'm being left behind. i can't ask them to stay. i miss everything. they are everything that makes montreal home and i cannot stay here.
 
 
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12 February 2014 @ 03:57 am
There is a city in Brazil called Uberlandia.
I laughed because my roommates and I refer to our house as the Uberhaus. lol.

We're selling our house and I'm going to miss it so much.  It's not too close and not too far to campus and is in the best location for summer activities. We've been late posting it up on craigslist-- not really because of negligence but because of its signification. It's going to be a long time before I'll be able to fully reunite with my roommates once we graduate because they both live so far and i'll be coasting alone in the east.

here are pic pic pics if you wanna see

I have been replacing sleep with coffee and it's not going so swell. I feel like a carrot that has been placed in a pressure cooker for twelve hours and I feel like an exoskeleton of myself. Soft and limp and sleepy and there is still so much to do.

This weekend was pretty nice and the weather was beautiful! I have been able to run a lot on Wednesdays, Thursdays, Saturdays, and Sundays and it makes me a lot less frazzled. However I always forget to stretch so when I'm in a rush to get to school I look like one of those speedwalkers in the Olympics when they are nearing the end of the race and all of the lactic acid is pulsing through their calves haha not the prettiest sight.
 
 
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02 December 2013 @ 02:49 am
No more all-nighters! No more! I am so tired haha. I haven't had a break since September. I should finish editing my paper.
First, this website will cheer you up: http://thenicestplaceontheinter.net/

I have a few updates I think.

My one and a half years of Spanish has eclipsed my French, which is weird? I'm able to write more elaborate compositions and speak with less restraint in Spanish. It might be because Tagalog borrows several words from Spanish but I love learning it! I've been watching crazy foreign films for class.
I had to analyze a film called XXY. It's about an inter-sex 'female' who is born with both genitals but decides to wean herself off of estrogen, it's really interesting. I watched another Almodovar film about this guy who kills his brother and sells his brother's script to his brother's ex-lover by pretending to be his brother, it's a film within a film and it is super melodramatic haha.

I'm getting a smartphone! My flip-phone has been acting up and oddly Rogers was giving away free phone upgrades this weekend so I'll have a smartphone when I come home on Friday!

There's this really awesome yurt near my house, it's near the food lab and its a hub for artisans to sell their crafts and stuff like that, I need to return and purchase things from this yurt.

More later!
 
 
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28 October 2013 @ 02:44 am
The design of this year's Canada mitts is really lovely this year! They have black cuffs.
I just realized that I haven't changed my icon since high school because Patrick Chan is still my icon--which means it has been four years since the last winter olympics-- which means that the next one is literally on the precipice of fruition! I get really emotional about sports: nationalism is lethal when combined with the sensory overload that ice dancing, men's figure skating, and olympic hockey. So I love the olympics--they are as much of a guilty pleasure as Masterchef Juniors marathons. Guilty because the olympics kind of seem like a waste of resources and journalism that could be devoted to other issues. They're a distraction. Most of the G20 are located in higher latitudes and much of the top countries' performances can be ascribed to their economic endowment in addition to climatic suitability. Having winter is important to perform well in the winter olympics. The playing field is far from level with summer's Games, but discrepancies are aggravated when the theatre of athletic war is set in Winter. So it's nice that Canada can show off that we're actually good at sports once every four years. But I don't know, its hard to feel nice about the dreadfully expensive olympics if they really are a charade of power that reifies existing structural inequalities.
just like its hard to feel nice about buying clothes.

i think gordon ramsay is strangely comical

 
 
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15 December 2009 @ 10:17 pm

-lostsoulx44

go ahead and make your own tsunami of love.
 
 
 
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18 October 2009 @ 04:01 pm
I was filling out this thing on adobe reader and put my computer on stand-by so that I could worship God, as custom dictates.
I buy a ten dollar loblaws chicken, exert my arms tossing a macaroni salad and go upstairs.
I clean my teenage dentures.
I push the power button on my computer and it restarts.
My three essays were not saved.
I had to write them all again from scratch.
FML!

Haha it's just really frustrating to have to piece together my jigsaw on a flimsy piece of water-permeable pulp all over again.

Ahhhhhhhh.
with grapevine fires and carpal tunnel candidacy,
Ally
 
 
Toonz: yann tiersen
 
 
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26 September 2009 @ 09:34 pm
i kind of want a leaf blower, like the guys at nofrills.
but there are no leaves to blow.
just dead grass.
and fecal matter.
and plant-sperm induced nasal spasmotic action!
BOO FALL.

Oh but i do get to volunteer with these really cute five year old kiddies at centennial that hug me after each lesson! One is non-verbal, but will repeat any tune that you sing to him.
I love adapted aquatics :D
 
 
Toonz: passion pit
 
 
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23 September 2009 @ 08:23 pm
Today my heart ruptured into an incalculable number of indiscrete pieces.
My left ventricle just wasn't right anymore. It didn't work.
I fear that the school doesn't have an automatic external defibrillator, because heaven knows it needs one soon and a lawsuit will follow as such.
We are pretty much goverened by love.
Mine was like a wool sweater.
Aesthetically pleasing to the optical receptors but unbearably itchy to the wearer.
I pulled it up off of me and tossed it into my lonely pile of salvation army garments.
I hope it gets an owner that loves it and wears it better than I could ever have tried to.

- Ally.
 
 
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01 September 2009 @ 05:19 pm
So my friend has this sort of tone-deaf paradox going for him.
Even though he is regrettably unable to differentiate between two vocal intervals,
it adds a sort of character to his singing.
It is the butter to his otherwise jagged, rough intonation of a choral voice.
And i love it :D
Hahaha and i've been listening to him sing for a good demi-hour now.

I am reeeeaally pumped for school
And instructor's for my last two godforsaken weekends has rendered me well-prepared.
I passed instructors! Haha i had the most lame  awesome lesson plans.
Harry Potter Day
1. Nimbus 2000 ourselves into water.   Equipment: Noodle
2. Make a circle, sing the motor boat song, replace it with "Flying Car"
3. Kick against the castle wall
4. Kick with aid; flutter board = wand
5. Broom Relay; F.Crawl Arm Movement   Equip: Pull Buoys
6. Recover harry's glasses; recover object  Equip: Goggles, rings
7. Waterpolo quidditch
haha, basically, the skeleton of it, without the meaty, boring intricacies
So schoool:
The French classes get to go to MONTREAL!
(Oh, how i miss you Quebec)
The councils will collaborate!
Muskoka councilorness?
....lcd monitors on the walls.
and all that jazz.

oh man i found my long lost o-town cd. yes,

 
 
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27 August 2009 @ 10:20 am

did i mention that i made a pie?
it's quite beautiful! i felt like ned's apprentice.
apple and gruyère. none of that poached pear nonsense, given my lack of port for poaching

.. something to do with my hands.

haha i abhor making lesson plans. it's such a meticulous and tedious process, and we're graded on it.
ugh!
satisfactory my ass.