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Mindless, Random Ramblings


:: Emily 3:12 PM [+] ::

So... it's official.

I'm moving over to LiveJournal permanently because they frankly have better features.

I'm getting a paid account too, so you people better f***ing visit and comment your asses off.

You might ask why I'm paying for something that should be free...

Because I have money right now.

And I want to use it.

I think I need to go into some kind of spending money therapy of sorts...


:: Emily 5:03 PM [+] ::

I would like to take this time to express my newfound hatred for Greek plays. Perhaps it's a testament to my lack of comprehension of them, but my God. "Agamemnon" (yes, the same one from Homer's Illiad) is only about 15 pages within my anthology and yet it's been 2 weeks and I'm still not done.

Somehow I don't think that I'll be sleeping tonight.

On another note, I had a second callback and did not get casted in the play nor the musical. Although I will be participating in this Children's Theatre thing that's affiliated with the production company.

Random note: It is goddamned hot in this room. I don't mind when it's hot outside but despise hotness within the confines of my place of residence.

Relating back the other note: I've realized that I'm not very good of an actor, and that really, I should just stop trying at that because it's uncomfortable. I've also realized that I dislike many actors because many of them fail to acknowledge me and that frankly just pisses me off.

Bouncing off of that note: I wonder if I can do lights or (assistant) stage manage something... then at least I'd have power.

Wow... I would be a cutthroat business man... if I were a man, and knew something more than nothing about business.


:: Emily 1:19 AM [+] ::

You know, I've been feeling immensely bored lately, although I somehow don't think that it has anything to do with being bored. More like... restlessness. Yes, that's definitely it, restlessness.

Here's a story within the my personal saga: A friend's professor is 28 years old, has published 3 books, and well, has a Ph.D. 28. Am I the only person who feels as if they've accomplished absolutely nothing in comparison to that?

If I really wanted to be "emo" about it, I would say that I'm having an early-young-adult-aged crisis. Oh wait, someone has just informed me that it's simply called life. Never mind, then.

But I digress, there are so many things that I wanted to achieve by the time I was 20, maybe 21; There are still so many things I want to achieve after that age, and yet, it doesn't look like I'm moving my way towards achieving those goals at all.

People have always asked, "What do you see yourself doing 5 years from now?" I have about a hundred answers to that because I can frankly "see" myself doing anything. Perhaps I'm blowing my own horn, but I'm not so horribly bad at anything that I couldn't make a career out of; And yet, I'm not spectacular at anything to really excel at it. So in the end, it all comes down to what you truly enjoy doing.

Only thing is, the things I truly enjoy doing, I'm not so great at - but again, I'm not horrible - it would be a struggle, per se, to make it as some sort of writer/actor/stage manager/producer, etc, etc... On top of that, I obviously don't have that much dedication, or whatever, to taking that path, otherwise I would be out there, right now, looking for those supposedly (because I've never actually looked) plentiful opportunities to further myself to where I want to be.

Academically, I'm learning things. I'm enjoying the things that I'm learning, but sometimes I wonder if what I'm learning isn't just pointing me in the direction to the ability to learn more things. In the end, I'm a huge knowledge pot, but a poor, homeless one.

In the end, a large portion of the population that I have contact with constantly say to me, "Well, you can always teach , and that gives you time to do things on the side." Granted, I wouldn't mind teaching, but that's the operative word there - "mind". I think that I would just be insulting all those great people (some who are not so great) who actually want to teach because I don't think that I could ever have the kind of passion that goes with that.

Plus, fucking everyone seems like they're going to teach.

Which is horrible for me to say because really, society or the world, or Canada, or wherever really does need a batch of competant and qualified educators for the new generation and I really respect that. It's also horrible for me to say that because it seems as if I'm against a whole, potentially fulfilling, career path just because I don't want to "do what everyone else is doing"; In turn, I ask myself, what is non-conformity? In essence, it's narcissism... Which I despise (and yet, sometimes embody).

The more I think about it, the more I think that I should have gone away for school... Maybe then it wouldn't feel like I'm wasting my time on getting a degree for something I'm not so sure I want...


:: Emily 1:03 AM [+] ::

Woo-eee...

What a long, long day yesterday was.

I woke up really damn early because I knew that I had to get to campus before 9 for the ORCUP conference (Ontario Regional Canadian University Press). So I woke up at 7, took the quickest shower that I've ever taken, and jumped in my car... at 7:30. Only thing is that... well, 8 comes after 7, not 9. So I was on campus a whole fookin' hour early. But I finished one reading, which is a plus: Only 100000000 to go!

ORCUP was really very good, although Chris, the conference director/managing editor of the Excalibur, was freaking out because, well, when anybody runs a conference they're bound to freak out. But anyway, I went to seminars on libel and slander, feature writing, online publication and plagiarism. It was all very inspiring - okay, not inspiring, but they were interesting and helpful, which, I hope is what it aimed for.

There was a party at the Cock and Bull Pub at 9, so I made an appearance at that until I went downtown with Vick to meet up with another group of people for Linda's birthday. We happened to be in the entertainment district so about half the population of Toronto was where we were. Plus, being underage the places I could go was very restricted. Eventually we ended up going to the Kit Kat Bar and Grill for dessert/coffee/drinks.

Then I got home at 3.

Fun day. But long....


:: Emily 2:15 PM [+] ::

What. A. Day.

So I woke up relatively early today: 10:30-ish and went downtown to the Bloor/St. George area (aka U of T area) to pick up a course kit. Getting there wasn't much of a problem, at least, not a problem beyond the normal problems and hassles one has of getting to and from downtown.

We spent maybe a maximum of fifteen minutes at the copy place and are because really, there was nothing else of interest for us to do. Well, there was the Bata Shoe Museum, but really, neither of us were in the shoe museum kind of mood. So we hop on the subway, decide to forego the green line and just take the yellow one right back up to the bloor/yonge station. However, there were some major, major delays. Then they tell us that something's happened at Rosedale so everybody needs to leave the train and hop on a shuttle that goes from Bloor to Eglington.

We waited for about thirty to forty minutes, and still couldn't get onto any of the shuttles because of the amount of people. Then the TTC man tells everyone that trains are running again... So, back we go, down the stairs and with the enormous crowd, back onto the subway.

The rest of it was uneventful, although I will say that we passed by Rosedale, and nothing seemed out of order, so whatever. It better not have been some kind of funny "let's torture transit riders" joke.

So now I'm home and it's 4:30. I may have to go into the York today anyway because of the ORCUP conference that's being held. Registration's from 6-9...perhaps I will go closer to the 9....


:: Emily 4:22 PM [+] ::

So it's been a really long time since I actually blogged about anything significant. Mostly because I have about a million things to talk about, but don't want to have a million things to type about. If you haven't already gathered, I'm very lazy by nature. Anything that might even resemble work usually gets put aside for a good game of Zuma or Inspector Parker on MSN's Game Zone.

Although, speaking of being lazy, this past weekend wasn't so much, which is a huge surprise.
Friday: I got seriously molested by the bookstore because I'm taking so many courses that requires me to buy about 40 texts in total, even if some are anthologies in which I'll only read about 2 things from. However, that night I went out to see Resident Evil: Apocalypse with Shaun, Shazia and Vinita. As a group of people who have played the video game, or in my case, who have at least witnessed the video game, the movie was the biggest crock in the entire world. It was actually one of those movies that's comedic when it's clearly not meant to be. Anyway, I got home relatively early and actually managed to finish Maus II for my contemporary lit. class.
Saturday: I woke up really early and couldn't go back to sleep - I've been having a lot of trouble like that lately. In any case, I headed up to Markville with Sasha to specifically check out the new H&M. I bought a belt because after my Europe trip, that's all I can really afford. I came home, did...God, I don't even remember what I did for about 3 hours... probably translated some Latin sentences because Unit 1 got finished up and I'm really not even sure how. Then I headed out with Sasha and Vick to what we thought was "Just Desserts", but we realized when we were leaving that it was "Best Desserts", which means that we must still make a trip to "Just Desserts". I must also apparently take Shaun to Demetre's ice cream place because he's never been, which is really a travesty.
Sunday: I woke up at a reasonable time, and meant to take a jog, but then I sat down at my desk and ended up not. Then Sasha came over to watch CSI (it was obviously a weekend devoted to her), which was a great deal of fun! I think I finished up some stray ends of my Latin work....

And now it's Monday. I went to audition for Vanier College Productions tonight, and I was seriously a nervous wreck. It's been about 3 years since the last time I actually acted... and I'm starting to think that perhaps tech is much more of my calling, whether or not I can act. But it ended up being pretty good; saw all the old producers again, all of whom I heart because they're all awesome people.

But enough of recapping...
If last year was only okay, bordering on craptacular, I have a feeling that this year might be slightly better.

Let's hope that this emotional high lasts me until ...forever.


:: Emily 8:49 PM [+] ::