and this saddens me.

However, here are my top 5, if i had to narrow it down...

1. Flandres
2. Climates
3. The Beals of Grey Gardens
4. Times and Winds
5. Sharwater

Honourable mentions goto: Indigenes, Manufactured Landscapes, Time, Pan's Labyrinth, Taxidermia and Big Bang Love, Juvenile A.

however i can truly say i have little to mourn about and lot to appreciate.

i love my new postgrad program at HUMBER

i should note that most of my peers have worked and travelled overseas in a variety of locations and countries with various NGOs and UN programs, giving them a tremendous amount of experience over myself

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YEAR EVENT TITLE DAY DATE TIME QTY CHARGES 2006 0809F1 Big Bang Love, Juvenile A FRI 09/08/2006 09:15am 1 $0.00 ( Read more... )

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can you believe what is happening? it is so shocking....try to imagine different players doing this, for example, the UK bombing Ireland to hell because the IRA kidnapped a couple of soldiers from the UK to exchange with a thousand Irish? R

I really wish that I could say that I'm shocked, but maybe I am just too cynical.

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Monday, July 17th, 2006.
Outside of the Israeli Consulate in Toronto, Canada.
2:30 - 5:00 pm


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Klaus Kinski is possibly one of the most fascinating and discomforting figures in cinema.

Written entirely in the present tense, Kinski composed an autobiography under the title All I Need is Love: A Memoir (now available as Uncut). Most of it deals with his discovery of sex and his outrageous desire for it and reads not unlike hardcore erotic ( Read more... )

This year’s HotDocs was as searingly inconvenient for students as it is every year, scheduled at the end of April at a time when students are troubled with the suffrage of exams and final essays.
However, somewhere in the midst of my late papers (several of which were more than a month past due) I managed to feel the buzz around North America’s ( Read more... )

just before leaving my apartment i placed a fudgesicle in my pocket.
although i planned to consume it once i was outside, its presence eluded me.
during a fit of absentmindedness, the cold chocolatey deliciousness was left to melt away...
undermined by my own apathy, the tragedy unravelled silently--there were no signs of distress.
eventually, my hand ( Read more... )