Leeuwenhoek had stolen and peeped into the fantastic sub-visible world of little things, creatures that had lived, had bred, had battled, had died, completely hidden from and unknown to all men from the beginning of time. Beasts these were of a kind that ravaged and annihilated whole races of men ten million times larger than they were themselves. Beings these were, more terrible than fire-spitting dragons or hydra-headed monsters. They were silent assassins that murdered babies in warm cradles and kings in sheltered places. It was this invisible, insignificant, but implacable-and sometimes friendly- world Leeuwenhoek had looked into for the first time of all men of all countries. ~Microbe Hunters

Tuesday, 29 November 2011

Country Rant

I have a pet peeve. It is newly discovered due to my new circumstances of not having a car because of shared parking passes. My pet peeve is when someone doesnt offer to drive me when it is pouring rain to get my phone fixed. I dont expect some random person to drive me, but if we are roommates and are sharing  limited number of parking passes, AND you hve nothing to do but watch movies all day, I would like some love. I didnt need to go that far, but by bus, it took me over an hour with all the transfers.

I hate stupid, ignorant, rude people officially. I attribute these three words to 'city people'. I know not all city people are stupid, ignorant and/or rude, but in general,  they are not the people of my small hometown. The girl I was talking about above lives on a farm and claims to be 'country to the bone' however, I see city written all over her. There is 100% a difference between listening to country music, and putting their words into actions. Country music is becoming increasingly popular these days, but unfortunately it isnt real country. Artists put a little twang in their voice and add a banjo or fiddle into any song and call it country. I still remember when I was little what values I got from what song. Sure, you gotta love that twang and the fiddle, but the words are what makes the song. In order to be country to the bone, you gotta love country in its rawest form. Just because you live on a farm doesnt mean you must listen to country music, and just because you dont live on a farm doesnt mean you cant listen to it. She just got 'into' country about 3 years ago. There is still a lot to learn about what is being told in the majority of these songs.

I understand I am being a little biased right now about country fans being the nicest, but they are usually the hickest, most greatest people you will ever meet. It makes me disappointed that my roommate, whom we have been friends since last september and grown really close, did not offer me a ride. It sounds like I am asking a lot from country music, but apparently I should give up on the attitudes of city people- so demanding, sensitive, and selfish.

I miss my small country town, where anyone would drop what they are doing to help someone. One of my roommates is from a town similar to mine. She respects country, but prefers the mainstream music. She skipped class to come and get me as soon as she heard I was lost in the bus system.

I guess the only 'country' that is genuine in helping someone in need, would be the people in the crossings of country roads- the people from small towns, where there is nothing around to do except help people. I miss that. I cant wait to get out of this city with a bus system and get back to a small town in which you hitch a ride into town with your neighbour.


Darn good and sure of it


Thursday, 24 November 2011

Little Mosque

I am far from a religious person, however, I do respect others' beliefs. I love the show Little Mosque On The Prairie because it incorporates the two most well known religions- islam and christian- in a comedic canadian show. I love this conversation and quote:

"Are you Familiar with the story of the wedding feast at Cana"
"Yes, when Jesus turned water into wine."
"Very good, and who was standing beside Him?"
"Right, Jesus was assembling a flock. He needed a clear message with no distractions. So do you understand why I can't do this with you?"
"Yes, but Jesus hosted other events. The Last Supper, who was beside him then?"

"We arent quitters, even Christ was crucified and that didnt stop him. Sure, He took a few days off, but then it was right back to businesss."

Thursday, 17 November 2011

Happy Birthday Bro!

So the sotry behind this one...

I live over 2 hours away from my family and until a little while ago, they really missed the handiness of me being there as a third driver for earinds and stuff. My brother just got his licence (G2) in the summer and finally got some money to pay my parents to be put under their insurance so he can drive. He decided to go to EB Games and trade in a few of his video games. You have to be 18 to do this, but he didnt know that, so he went anyways. The lady asked if she could see his ID and he gve it to her. Upon examination, she said to him, "sorry, you have to be 18 to trade in your games. Come back in November?"  Hello, lady...he is turning 17 in November, not 18.

Therefore, my message to all gamers in the world: Wow. Just. Wow.

When I came home for a visit the following weekend, we went back and I had to trade in the video games for him. All the little teenage boys were staring at me as if they had never saw a girl before in their life.

Therefore, my message to all gamers in the world: I DONT BITE

I dont hate all gamers. Some of my best guy friends are in Game Development, and it is a tough program. I love you guys, I dislike the creepy Game Dev kids who make me into a video game.

Therefore, my message to all gamers in the world: Dont have secret crushes and make video games with them as a character so you can 'play with them' or there will be a rebellion. That's all.

Darn good and sure of it,


Saturday, 12 November 2011

Happy Birthday Cett!

Moments of Weakness

I have been so stressed about everything lately, but I really dont know what I would do if I dropped out of my program. It is so small, we are like family, and not to mention I would have to move out of living with the most amazing people ever. I feel like I have so much family out here. For tht reason, I cant give this up. I cant give up the fight. I cant be a quitter. I have to push through this thing called doubt and come out a star.

I love Med Lab, and I'm sorry I ever doubted you. I dont know what I would ever do without you- you are the best thing that ever happened to me. <3

^cheesy?? I think so.  But no more changing my mind.

Darn good nd sure of it,


Monday, 7 November 2011

Weather Nazi

Can I first just say that it is November and we still haven't gotten a darn snowfall in Southeastern Ontario?? Like, seriously Mother Nature?!?! In fact, people were wearing shorts today!! Ignorant people in Texas think that, in Canada, we live in igloos...we are sooo not living up to our expecations right now.


Darn warm and sure of it,


Saturday, 5 November 2011

And I'm Out.

There comes a point in your studying and work career, that one breaks, and there is nothing left to do but take a break. Midterms, assignments and money have jointly pushed me over the inevitable edge to failure. With the drop of one class coming Wednesday, comes the drop of my program and my University at the end of the semester. I am very upset to become a statistic of dropping out, and I am not proud to be posting about this, however, I feel like people should know; not all University/school drop outs are lazy or druggies or stupid. Sometimes, it is the pressure of handling all of the things that push their brains too far. University is for the strong, smart brains not the easy-going, fun-loving, hardworking individuals whose brains are easily filled with external thoughts. I did not succeed. I could not succeed. Do I wish I was stronger? Yes, way back in the beginning to say 'no' university just isnt for me.

Darn out and sure of it,



There are 123 items on my to-do list. All these things I 'want' to do and yet never feel like doing.
Most of my life spent finding any excuse to not complete some task that I am more than capable of. I work best under pressure. Nothing seems iminent, or that important. It's a game of let's see how long I can put this off and not face any consequences. I need pressure- sense of impending doom- to just get off my ass. You want to really see what i'm capable of? Tell me I cant do something, otherwise im bored, done it all before.

Thursday, 3 November 2011

The never-ending cycle

What I hate most is my own lack of achievement. I know what my abilities are and I know when I am living up to them. I haven’t been for a while now and it’s so frustrating. I think this is really the only regret that I find myself with over and over again. I struggle with a lack of motivation and with allowing myself to become too busy to actually be who I know I can be. I have all of these ideas and dreams yet I wake up and find myself simply getting through each day. I’m becoming lost in these days and weeks that are all the same.
I need something to break me out of this cycle. I need to do it myself, yet I don’t because I know what that means. It means discomfort and change. It means struggle and hard work. It means doing the right thing to stay true to who I am and not always taking the easy path. But the rewards are worth it. I need to remind myself of this.

Darn good and sure of it,


'Climax' of Anal

Prof: Recall all good stories when you were little, what did they all have in common?
Student: Violence!!!
Prof: Uhm, not what I was looking for, you must be in forensics?
Student: Yes, sir.
Prof: You should think about forensic accounting. You might do better in my class.


Darn good and sure of it,