quote:
"the finite is annihilated in the presence of the infinite"

~Pascal

me and the world
my cousin is going to saskatchewan for school...

i wonder if i'll have to or get to go away a study.

rta has a thing where you can go to england or germany or australia...

i'm confused-

meta post?
cling wrap... useful stuff, unless your done with it, then it never goes away.

you might call it news
ali will be attending ryerson next year. it's hard to express the pride i feel for her (a) because it i think it might sound condisending and (b) because i'd have to use words. but considering the trial by fire she's been through... i just very proud.
good job ali. ryerson is a good place to be.

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considering all the talk of spiritually that's been flying around, i'd thought i'd throw my hat in.

the way i look at it, there have been instances in my life in which i've had experiances which struck me down, shattered my understanding of the universe, and built it up again all within a few seconds. for me, these are moments of experiance... be they food, landscape, a creation of humanity, a moment of love... or whatever.

my point is, the "spirit" did not reside in the event, but how the moment and i interacted, whether this was the work of god, whether it's the same god who send moses the commandments, or the god who sired hercules, or the god who creates thunder and lightning. or whether it was just me having my understanding of the universe changed by something i experienced.

the thought stream sometimes goes like this...
the sunset. why do we find it beautiful? why do we have emotions? how can we be so perfect and yet so flawed?

• a sunset to my left, a rainbow to my right. a new best friend, and a tear.
• the crash of waves, a beautiful woman, sitting quietly with me.
• wandering through the uncovered city of pompeii, nearly 2000 years old.
• stading ontop of a mountain, does it to my everytime, be it greece, canada, or britian.

there are more, but you get the idea. my point? believe in the things that make you believe. the events in your life which are spiritual, and find god or whatever in those things. believe in emotion, worship the sky and the earth, worship the creator. i will only tell you of my experiances.

when you've been writting to much...
"the new municipal government has taken steps to alleviate the feelings of alienation by setting up committees to facilitate a dialogue with the communities affected."

"if anything can, it is memory that will save humanity....For memory is a blessing: it creates bonds rather than destroys them. Bonds between present and past, between individuals and groups."
-Elie Wiesel

little things
it's the little things now...

durring march, if you buy from the cafe before noon good get an apple. it made my day.

sigh.

you may be happy to know that i wasn't stuck down by the lack of freedom, but i wasn't refreshed and renewed either. i'm easily discouraged. you have to keep me going you guys.

i'm driven too, so it's an odd combination. all the work will be done, but i'm alittle dishearted by my own work ethic and product.

don't let me bring you down guys. this is almost over. RTA is hard, but then again, aparently you have to be pretty good to get in too...

not to copy erika's style...
i don't like to sound all bitchy about the homework, but i'd rather say it here rather then bitch inperson. so ignore this.

major assignments are due one on tuesday, one on thursday and 2 on friday, (nextweek). and one smaller assignment due on friday. it's gonna be a painful weekend.

whine whine whine...
it's almost over,
i'm looking forward to april.

when i can breath... i miss'll miss you all.

the calm before the storm...
like right before...

many of you know, and can sympathize, or even empathize about the homework i've been in... so i took me a day off...

there are 2 possibilities.
1. i feel refreshed and attack school with a new intensity.

2. i wake up tomorrow and miss freedom and the lack of stress, and it strikes me down.

oh well...

tomorrow i will pwn school. ya, you heard me. pwned.

ready!

B...I...T...C... PWNED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i had a great time with chloe. it was full of fatty grease yummmmmmmmmmmmy food. and chatting, and laughing, and not much else.

nice.

you heard me.


ali is coming home on friday and i want to see her, but i may have to stay late at school, and i want to see the gang at byron's.

i may have to stay at school until 11pm. i have class at 8am.

rta, all the way, baby.

ali,
i miss you.