Komban wa! It's been days since I updated my fellow audience about the current events of my life. Well lets start with regards to my last post. Yes I promise I had a lot to say, but seeing as how lazy I am we'll see how much I really have to say hahha--ahhh and the joke dies there.
Last Thursday my day ended very sourly partially because of my fault. You see in my are the GTA there's a line of buses called VIVA buses. And these buses, given the fact that it's nicer than you typical public transportation vehicle, they don't check if you have a ticket or not. So being the clever human being that I am I always just walk on. I've never been caught before until that day. Two officers of some sort came on and the checked everyone. And I was no exception. Bam, right there I got hit with a 150 dollar fine (in Canadian funds). Of course I can choose to fight it (but why would I?), plead guilty and pay the fine, or plead guilty with reasonable explanation. I had 2 weeks to respond, now I'm down to a week. It hasnt really bothered me that much so I'll just go to the courthouse next week. Prior to that event, at school it seems that my MGT200 teaching staffs had misplaced my scantron for that midterm that took place the week before. So with everybody else's scores posted online, I waited for mine and STILL NOTHING TILL THIS DAY! THIS MOMENT! THIS SECOND! LIKE WHAT THE FUCK MAN! I AM NOT TAKING THAT TEST AGAIN! Oh, sweet THE NOVEMBER's song is playing.
On the weekend, I spent both Saturday and Sunday studying my ass off. I never read the book for the ITM midterm, so I had A LOT of catching up to do. Before the midterm which was on Monday, I only had 3 hours of sleep. Yes, 3 hours. I tried cramming as much terms and concepts as much as I could before heading to sleep. The midterm had 51 multiple choice and 2 short essay questions. I did the best I can and for the essay questions I actually wrote down points that made sense and might I add, sounds damn good. After the midterm there was a lab following that same class! I was like "I just wrote the midterm my mind is exhausted and you want me to attend the lab for this class? Fuck you." So with my mind made up, I just sat out int he halls on them couches. Funny story, I was sitting next to a girl and I glanced at the screen of her MacBook and it turns out she was studying for the same midterm I just had. With my mediocre communication skills with girls, I initiated a short conversation because she had only an hour before the test and like me was trying to remember as much as possible. I feel bad as of now because I forgot her name LOL. So yes good gracious, I am done with midterms! Now I still got other stuff to worry about like quizzes and smaller assignments -_-. When will this stop!?
Enough about school, I finally was able to find some of THE NOVEMBER's stuff online, as well as THE TELEPHONES, and I finally gave this badn called 9mm Parabellum Bullet a shot. I heard this band before but they threw me off because the vocals did not appeal to me at first and it really killed the mood for me because the music itself is goddamn good. After a while I started to like them and like, not hate the vocals haah. There was this one song that got me hooked instantly, Talking Machine. These guys a fucken nuts, literally. I love performers like them with such energy, charisma, and momentum.
Last Thursday my day ended very sourly partially because of my fault. You see in my are the GTA there's a line of buses called VIVA buses. And these buses, given the fact that it's nicer than you typical public transportation vehicle, they don't check if you have a ticket or not. So being the clever human being that I am I always just walk on. I've never been caught before until that day. Two officers of some sort came on and the checked everyone. And I was no exception. Bam, right there I got hit with a 150 dollar fine (in Canadian funds). Of course I can choose to fight it (but why would I?), plead guilty and pay the fine, or plead guilty with reasonable explanation. I had 2 weeks to respond, now I'm down to a week. It hasnt really bothered me that much so I'll just go to the courthouse next week. Prior to that event, at school it seems that my MGT200 teaching staffs had misplaced my scantron for that midterm that took place the week before. So with everybody else's scores posted online, I waited for mine and STILL NOTHING TILL THIS DAY! THIS MOMENT! THIS SECOND! LIKE WHAT THE FUCK MAN! I AM NOT TAKING THAT TEST AGAIN! Oh, sweet THE NOVEMBER's song is playing.
On the weekend, I spent both Saturday and Sunday studying my ass off. I never read the book for the ITM midterm, so I had A LOT of catching up to do. Before the midterm which was on Monday, I only had 3 hours of sleep. Yes, 3 hours. I tried cramming as much terms and concepts as much as I could before heading to sleep. The midterm had 51 multiple choice and 2 short essay questions. I did the best I can and for the essay questions I actually wrote down points that made sense and might I add, sounds damn good. After the midterm there was a lab following that same class! I was like "I just wrote the midterm my mind is exhausted and you want me to attend the lab for this class? Fuck you." So with my mind made up, I just sat out int he halls on them couches. Funny story, I was sitting next to a girl and I glanced at the screen of her MacBook and it turns out she was studying for the same midterm I just had. With my mediocre communication skills with girls, I initiated a short conversation because she had only an hour before the test and like me was trying to remember as much as possible. I feel bad as of now because I forgot her name LOL. So yes good gracious, I am done with midterms! Now I still got other stuff to worry about like quizzes and smaller assignments -_-. When will this stop!?
Enough about school, I finally was able to find some of THE NOVEMBER's stuff online, as well as THE TELEPHONES, and I finally gave this badn called 9mm Parabellum Bullet a shot. I heard this band before but they threw me off because the vocals did not appeal to me at first and it really killed the mood for me because the music itself is goddamn good. After a while I started to like them and like, not hate the vocals haah. There was this one song that got me hooked instantly, Talking Machine. These guys a fucken nuts, literally. I love performers like them with such energy, charisma, and momentum.
Now I'm gonna go read for my ACC100 lecture tomorrow! Later.
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