i had this dream last night that a couple of people at Trent started selling these really comfy track suits. you could buy the hoodie and/or the pants. they were all in solid colours. at the same time, all this sort of protesting was going on at Trent. and somehow, the two developments merged into one....and there was this movement for EVERYONE to ( Read more... )

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"A quarter hour yet. And then I'll not be. The peacefullest words. Peacefullest words. Non fui. Sum. Fui. Non sum. Somewhere I heard bells once. Mississippi or Massachusetts. I was. I am not. Massachusetts or Mississippi."
-from Quentin's monologue in The Sound and the Fury by William Faulkner.

my GOD what a novel.

so...the effects of schoolwork make me want to stick a fork in my eye. and today i read one of the best English student at Trent's (in recent history) final Shakespeare paper. and i finished an essay of my own and actually had NO CLUE of its merit. none. but i knew it would never be Erin's (funny the name thing ( Read more... )

Rick, you're great.
Cam is great.
But FUCK....i already miss Ariel.

like Charmaine said on Thursday, sometimes it is hard to know where you belong.

a) i wrote a poem yesterday ( Read more... )

"still cruising on that one eh?" -Mike Martyn, in reply to my mention of being valedictorian in grade 8. haaahahaha. it was all in the execution: perfect.

also, i motherfuckking LOVE t.a.ing. i really do. also, there was this note-passing incident with Lewis Macleod in seminar today that makes me LOVE Lewis Macleod.

1. that Newmarket is an exceptionally shitty town that happens to breed some exceptionally cool people ( Read more... )

sometimes you just want almost anything except "your whole life" ahead of you.