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CONSPIRACY THEORY #20041029

my building manager is somewhat of an idiot. because students have been asking for something that was promised to be here since we moved in, ie: WIRELESS internet connection… we’re getting dial-up instead. it’s apparently faster than getting wireless installed. how long could it possibly take? and why did the manager arbitrarily decide rather than ASKING us, to get us dial-up? if someone’s getting paid to install it, then i don’t see what the problem is… it seems the rest of the uk is still using dial-up or broadband anyway… they got it done at the other res pretty fast too.

ok so i’ve been here for a month. thoughts, feelings, ideas. well, you know how people say that canadian’s in general are polite… it’s so damned TRUE. i think one of my main beefs here is that people are so freakin’ RUDE! they bump into you they say jack or give YOU a dirty look before walking away. ever hear of, ‘sorry,’ or ‘excuse me?’or is it because i’m asian? because i’m still a minority here. and even still, when i’m at a store and i thank the salesperson they seem pleasantly surprised that i did so.

i’ve noticed that in general north americans are germophobes and safetyphobes. they still use those crusty towels in the washrooms… you know the ones that are on this giant roll and you pull down to get a dry section? the trains smell like barns, especially on rainy days. and some of them are the old ones where you have to reach outside to open them. they’d NEVER have that in north america because there’s probably some stupid dumb-ass kid that would open the door while the train is running and kill themselves. there’s no real dress code in my gym. this means that some chick can wear flip flops when working out.

on the bright side, and aside from the fact that i’m broke, i LOVE the clothes here. they’re SO fun and different from what available back home. and the shoes? don’t get me started. i already have my eye on a few pairs even though i know that by the time i can afford them, they’ll be GONE.

I HATE THE FREAKIN’ FIRE ALARMS HERE!!!!! they’re that perfect pitch that pierces your ear and makes you cringe. they test them every friday morning and they did it just now. ugh! one time they did a test to see how long it’d take for people to evacuate. well, at least ¾ would be dead according to the fire marshall. there’s this one dude, nobody knows his name, but he’s known as the bathrobe man because he came outta the shower. OUCH! imagine THAT for a claim to fame. hope nothing like that ever happens to me!

stephie seems to be the only one that doesn’t want me to starve cuz she sent me recipes. love you! as for the rest of you, may you be haunted by the grumblings of my belly!

well seriously. i’m glad i’m here. i’m learning to cook, deal with annoying slobs, negotiate with dumbass customer service people here, grin and bear it with rude ass idiots etc. i’m learning a lot, not just in school, but about myself and what i’m capable of. even though i’m away from someone really special, i’m also learning that i’m not as commitment-phobic as i once thought. and that just makes going back in december extra special.

agent orange

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