yay for yesterday.

now i'm gonna tell you every thing that happened. why? cuz i don't wanna do my homework... and cuz some of you may want to know. possibly. well, i know chandra does.

i woke up at 9-ish beside mark. we lazed around till 5-to-10 when i collect called jen's cell, like i was supposed to. but you can't call collect to a cell phone. so i called normal. but it wouldn't work. i kept trying till around 11 (during this time i also talked to chandra on msn. and i got ready to go, cuz i decided i'd be there for 12-ish. chandra also talked to mark on msn, which was kinda strange. i think.) at 11, mark and i left - me to get lost downtown (or so i thought) and him to go to his room to do work.

i walked to the bus which was waiting, prolly cuz it was saturday and there are fewer busses. i got on, put on what i thought was a token in the thinger and sat down. about 2 minutes later the driver looked at me and told me to come to the front. i had put in a dime BY MISTAKE (seriously, i admit i use dimes at stations, but i never ever do it on the bus.... i must have grabbed the wrong thing) so i gave him a token and sat down, trying not to think that it was a great start to a day - not being able to reach jen, getting in trouble by the bus driver. i tried to not think of these as omens.

so i got to union station via subway. when there, i consulted the map on the wall for a minute or two then i asked the guy in the booth thing where the acc was. he said go up the steps and turn left. i said 'up the steps and turn left? and that's it?' he said yep and i said thank you and he said you're welcome.

so i went up the steps. i turned left (there was a sign there - at the top of the steps - that said ACC <---- this way.) so i turned left. and went up those steps onto the street. i walked left. i looked around and saw no acc. so i kept walking. i walked left for about 2 blocks, till in front of the humingbird centre. then i saw this man with two children. the children were wearing leafs jerseys. i was like yay. so i asked the guy where the acc was. he told me to go back to the corner i had just passed and to turn left. so i did. and found it. yay.

jen and sarah and kt were sitting on a bench. i walked up to them, waving. i expected them to be more excited or something. but i guess they had been waiting for quite awhile, since the thing had ended at 11.30. i was there at 12.45 or something. so i hugged them. (extra hugs for chandra!) jen was kinda pissy cuz i had come alone. but then she was fine. they were eating cinnamen rolls. (how the fuck do you spell cinnamen?) oh! gotta get my laundry!! hold on!

k, i'm back. um......... ya, so. i showed them my frosh week pictures. then we went to the van to drop off my bag and to do something else that i don't remember. then we walked to the ferry. we paid our money and waited for the boat. there were pigeons and kt was feeding them popcorn, while singing 'feed the birds' but then this guy was like 'don't feed the birds' so that was annoying. there were these two kids. a boy who looked around 5-ish maybe and a tiny little girl, like 2-ish. the little boy was a little bastard. he kept running around and trying to kick the birds. then he would run over and shove his little sister to the ground. she fell over like 3 times.

eventually the boat got there and we went on it. ha. that was obvious. we went to the island. the boat ride was nice but kt, sarah and jen thought it was too cold. i liked it. so we got to the island and we walked over a field full of bird crap and we played through a maze. there were these two guys with bikes who were laughing at us. like when i said 'oh shit, a dead-end.' that was fun. then we walked over this bridge and to the pier. it was soooooooooooo pretty. to the right, the lake was all shiny bright and the sky was kinda darkish and it looked so cool. i think that bringing my easel there and painting would be very very fun. so i'll do it. we sat around on the pier for a while. kt wanted to go to much music but it was too far away. i think i might take them if they want, if they come later in the month to stay with me.

then we left.

we walked back to the van and then goodbyes happened. kt brought me granola and my musik painting i asked her to bring. but the other stuff she couldn't find so i'll have to wait till next time. then i walked to the subway thinger (it was a streetcar. and i had just been on it the other day, so it was stupid of me to not know that when we were wondering what it was.) i got to union station. i got on the northbound subway. i got to downsview. i got on the 106, i got off the bus at my res and i went inside.

when alicia got back, she had brought lots of fun things. like twizzlers. and a sheet that we put on the ceiling. it looks very cool and very mood-y. we made pasta for dinner. and we used my easel as a table, cuz that's fun. then meaghan and diane came over and we watched family guy and a bit of south park. then we went to the student centre to see treble charger.oh ya, also, andy came with us. and he had hot hair.

standing in line was fun. we were very hyper and laugh-y. we were standing up at the front on the right side for the first band and for the crappy-ass music they played in between and before bands. there were only two bands - treble charger and 4 square. 4 square were very good and sound kinda like the get-up kids. i bought their cd and a t-shirt. they sound more like the get-up kids when they're live than on the cd. also, some of them are gay. we think.

after them, me and diane gave andy our glasses and her bag and our sweatshirts (andy is so awesome for holding all of our crap) and we went to the middle at the front-ish. for moshing. there were these guys who were very hyped and such. so it was fun. but it took forever for them to actually start playing. the first song we were all mosh-y, but not really. just kinda. but diane got yelled at cuz apparently, we're not allowed moshing. which is just fucking stupid. treble charger are a very good live band. greig (the lead singer) was drunk and drinking whisky. so that was fun. and oh ya, diane's goal is to have sex with a rockstar by the end of the year. so she was gonna fuck someone from treble charger. and she was flashing the bands before treble charger started, cuz they were standing on the second level and looking down from the oval.

so, treble charger asked for two volunteers. there was this guy with a cat in the hat hat and his friend. and diane. what they had to do was drink a whole bottle of gingerale (like the big kind) and try not to puke over the audience. they were also given buckets. into which they both puked. diane puked kinda a lot. so when that was done, she was trying to ask greig to have sex with her, but he didn't really notice she was trying to talk to him. then she came back. and more moshing and more yelling at us happened. for hundred million, it was very moshy and body surfing happened. not me, but diane. then she got pulled off by a security bastard. cuz i don't think we were allowed to do that either. then we were moshing a little more. it just wasn't a very good moshing though. it was too tame cuz no one wanted to get kicked out.

treble charger are also a good band cuz they played stuff from their first album. their last song was hundred million. and their encore was red and friend of mine. so that was awesome.

when it was over, diane had left to stand beside where the band leaves the stage. she asked greig if he would be interested in some casual sex. he said 'are you serious?! wait here.' so she did. and we were gonna wait for her, cuz we didn't want her walking across campus alone. so we talked to 4 square and got them to sign our cds and stuff. oh ya. meaghan and erin each got treble charger pics. and one of the mosh pit guys got the damn drumstick. but i wanted it, dammit. they also throwed out those little cardboard thingers that we got from edgefest.

so diane was waiting for a while. then we got kicked out. not diane, but us. so we were outside for awhile. we couldn't see her anymore so we figured that she had gone backstage. so we went back to res to drop of erin and alicia and to get warmer clothes. then we were coming back (me, andy and meaghan) to get diane so she wouldn't walk home alone. i went into my room to drop off my stuff and to change and when i was walking to meaghan's diane had just come in. cuz greig had never shown up. so she went to the bathroom, and i went to andy's. i met meaghan along the way and told her of diane. then greg and alicia said that andy went to the quad to meet us there. we found him and sketch and we told them. then we went to my room to watch south park. alicia and greg were now in there messing with the computer because greg's was fucked or something. i laid down. and andy and diane left to smoke some pot. me and meaghan talked for a while and stuff. eventually greg left to go back to his computer. alicia was all pissed. i didn't really get why. then i went and showered. when i got back, alicia was alone cuz everyone went to get food from the ab. this is when alicia was pissed. eventually, they came back and we watched south park. i fell asleep at some point and slept till 1-ish to-day.

there. longest post ever.

love you all as much as the amount of fun i had yesterday.

~jessica
i wrote this at 2:52 PM

So, which Fraggle ARE YOU most like? Click here to find out.

so.............

to-day i went to the AGO. it was so cool. i'm gonna start going to galleries all the time. especially the rom, cuz it's free on fridays. yay! and i think when i'm in second year, and i know where and how to get to all the galleries, cuz by then i'll be a pro, i'll organize a group of ppl who go all the time. like once every two weeks or something. it'll rock to the max. and no one will have any socks. (cuz they will be rocked off)

so, ya, the gallery. i saw oldenberg's hamburger for real, it was awesome. and i wanted to jump on it. um..... i think it's very odd to look at the real works that you studied in class. there were a bunch of paintings that ms. d had shown us and some that were even in the textbook, and it's so freaking strange. i guess it's cuz when you see them in a book or projected onto a screen you don't realise how real it is. but when you see it for real, you see brush strokes, or the way the light plays on the surface and stuff and IT'S SO COOL!

the main reason i was there was cuz our entire FACS class (as in the lecture - like 300 people or something) had to go to look at these exhibits we have to do this presentation thinger on. we had to choose from the following exhibits:
~treasures of a collector: european works of art;
~cologne dada: selections from the fick-eggert collection;
~tissot and the victorian woman;
~no escapin' this: confronting images of aboriginal leadership; or
~mirror, mirror on the wall.

we had to choose one piece from one exhibit and that is what we'll do our presentation thinger on. we chose the yes or no series by samuel cousins, but originally by mallaise in the victorian collection. i'm sure none of you care, but whatever.

anywho, so then some girls from my group and i had to go look at another exhibit for critical issues. we went for lunch and came back and walked through the entire gallery (almost) and looked at everything we could. then we found the ones we were supposed to and they were freaking cool. the two we had to see were no,i don't remember. anyway, the whispering room was awesome. seriously. i'll talk about it later, i think.

bye now all.

love you all as much as i love galleries now.

~jes'ca

i wrote this at 8:06 PM

gah. it's 11.38 pm and i'm still awake. i was in my bed before ten. and i was almost asleep then alicia came in to get things and i was awake. then she kept coming in and coming in. i don't mean to sound bitter. i'm not actually. but then i couldn't sleep at all. so here i am.

-so, i haven't said much about what i've been doing the past few days, because of that funk i was in. (oh, jen, thanks for the hugs. I LOVE YOU!!) um, here it is in backwards chronological order.

LAST NITE..... OCTOBER 2ND...

---after writing in my blog (the hug thing) i was doing some work. to be precise, i was writing a stupid paragraph for my critical issues class.then mark came on msn and i told him i couldn't go to movie nite because of the huge amount of work i needed to do. he said he'd forgotten about it anyway, so that was all good and cool. then he went for dinner and i kept working on my stupid thing. at about 8 meghan and diane came by and told me they (them, andy, greg and alicia, from now on referred to as them or they) were going to play pool (they had mentioned something about this the nite before) i said i had to do work. they said that sucked (or something) and left. then, at about 8.30, i decided fuck this stupid reading, i'm gonna go play pool. so i went there and it was andy, meghan, diane and sketch. greg and alicia weren't there yet, cuz alicia had just got back from wherever she had been (belly dancing, i think) when i was leaving. so we played pool. greg and alicia showed up for the third game and we had fun. especially at the suckage of some of us. *cough*me*cough*andy*cough*diane (sorta) and possibly sketch.

then alicia and andy went out for dinner while us others played again. then we paid cuz we were done. then meghan played bubble bomp and me and sketch played fuzball. that was fun. then andy came and said that they were going on a date with mary. i was like wtf. he said mary jane and i said ooOoh! then he said they were also gonna watch moulin rouge and i yelled at him cuz i had told him no moulin rouge that nite, cuz i had to sleep. but i went anyway. other things happened that take too long to mention but i got to my room at 2.30 am and primed a canvas till about 3. then i went to sleep.

THE NITE BEFORE.......... OCTOBER 1ST.....

----we watched quills in andy and greg's room. that's where all movies are watched. quills was fucked up. but not as fucked as what we saw

THE NITE BEFORE THAT........ SEPTEMBER SOMETHING....

-----which was requiem for a dream. man, what a good, awesome and super fucked movie.

that's enough summarizing. so bye-bye.

love you all as much as i need to sleep but can't.

~jes'ca
i wrote this at 11:55 PM

so, the depression has passed. though mark still hasn't kissed me. and that's annoying as fuck. but i'm gonna make him sleepover here to-morrow nite, cuz alicia's gone. and if he doesn't..... i dunno what'll happen.

er. i'm gonna go to bed now, i think. it's not even 9 o'clock yet.

love you all as much as i am tired. i fell asleep in my lecture to-day. it was great.

~jessica
i wrote this at 8:45 PM

i need a hug.

no one's around.

i need a hug.
i wrote this at 7:43 PM

so i just read my guestbook and donny said 'i hope you're having the time of your life or i'll come kick your ass' or something. but i'm not. so i guess i get an ass-kicking.

i was just walking back from italian and a huge wave of depression hit me. and i don't know why (it's possibly the weather. or my period. or both combined). or even really what the basis for it is. i can't go to movie nite - too much work. and i haven't seen mark since monday. so he still hasn't kissed me. and i'm getting friggin depressed. dammit, why is life so hard? also, alicia isn't here on fridays, and i have yet to spend one with mark in MY room. we've slept in his, but never mine. so i'm sleeping in my bed on friday, dammit. if he wants to join me (to copy what greg said to alicia the other day) i'll be glad. and if he doesn't, i'll be less glad.

love you all as much as the amount of work i have to do. so bye.

~jessica
i wrote this at 6:43 PM

so................ i can do both. cuz movie nite always ends before 10, which is when the punk thing is. YAY!
i wrote this at 11:42 AM

so... next wednesday (the 9th) is punk rock movie nite. YAY! they're showing slc punk!! DOUBLE YAY!!!! it's in this guy's room. #425. but it's on regular movie nite. which means no cuddling with mark. boo. cuz he won't go to a punk movie thing. and he'd be super out of place, and probably feel that way. but i feel like i'll be ditching him. oh, well. it's one movie nite. and go punk rock. and he hasn't even kissed me yet. so there.

also, it's in don scott's room! yay for that!
i wrote this at 10:25 PM

so, i changed the song. this is because (the chorus) is kinda how i'm feeling right now. towards mark. so there. though, i don't really know what the rest of the song is about. i haven't even read the words. i'll do that now.
i wrote this at 9:44 PM

buffy sucked. it was pointless. and all that happened was that buffy now knows about spike and his soulness. but it still sucked. spike's hair was all slicked back in it's ugly vamp style and he went all vampy at one point.

that's all i have to say.

oh, wait, the only moment i ever liked dawn - when she was all kick-ass bitchy to spike about buffy. that was cool

love you all as much as i hope next week is better.

also, the season premier of angel is then, so wahoo.

~jessica
i wrote this at 9:13 PM

i want to say that i feel like i don't count. for anything. but i don't know if it's true or not.
i wrote this at 1:52 AM

it's 2 am, i'm lying in bed, already past half-way to sleep and you know what i realise? that voldemort is french for 'fly from death' isn't that odd?
i wrote this at 1:51 AM

so... last nite i had the strangest dream ever. here it is.

mulder and scully (shut up) were walking in this building with William. i think it was the power plant (the art gallery i went to yesterday) or it was some subway station that i'd been in recently. whatever it was, it was familiar. and completely deserted but this was of no thought to either mulder or scully. i was one of them, i think at first i was scully. i was holding the baby. we were walking down this very broad area to this doorway/entrance thing with an elevator beside it. everything is steel-ish. like the doors of the elevator. it was kinda like the layout of the fbi building entrance foyer deal (on the show) but without the painted thing on the floor. anyway, so i was holding william, and it was the most real thing ever. it was like hyper real. i could actually feel the baby's shirt beneath my fingertips. if you showed me some baby clothes and i touched them i could tell if it was the right fabric or not. i could feel the heat of his back through his shirt. i could feel his fuzzy head when i touched it with my hand. i could actually smell his baby smell. i remember the way his skin felt when i kissed his forehead, and the wet spit that touched my face where he returned the gesture. i remember looking in his blue smiling baby-eyes. it was an awesome dream. then i (scully) went to the bathroom (to change my pad, cuz I am on my thing) and then i was mulder, like as soon as scully went into the door that looked like an elevator. mulder went up these stairs (suddenly it was a house) and i could feel the baby again and such. he/i put the kid in a crib and i can remember the feel and smell of the blankets and everything. then i turned to the baby who was suddenly a little girl with my curly hair and this dress on and mulder asked ( i don't think i was him anymore) what age she was and she said two. well, she mouthed two but there was no sound. then i woke up. i want a baby.

so, that was my wierd-ass hyper real kicking dream. why the fuck hasn't mark kissed me yet?! seriously, no one else understands him. i kinda did, but sunday was the three week mark, and i think it's strange. alicia said 'okay, so you're sleeping in the same bed but you're not kissing? i'd be going insane.' well i was just like 'ya' but now i kinda am. grahhh! i don't want to be the one who initiates everything. it's just annoying that way. so, dammit, i want him to kiss me.

i think i might be in my depressed stage. see, everytime i get my period, i go through these stages that start before i get it. first i am in total and complete acceptance of my body (i love that stage) where i think that i've lost weight and i think that everything i wear looks good on me. it's a beautiful thing. then i get the horny stage. *cough* then i hit the depressed stage. the depressed is usually during the actual having of it. my period, i mean. so there. oh, the trials of being a girl. woman. whatever.

anywho. so those are my thoughts right now. also, i'm very tired, it's 10 pm, i have an 8.30 lecture to-morrow and i'm about to go watch a movie. i'm an idiot, i'm gonna fall asleep in my class, but i don't care. ( i also have this stage where i don't care about if anything i do has any consequences, where i disregard logic and do whatever the hell i want to do. it's kinda fun, but the reprecussions suck)

love you all as much as my body has a set schedual for everything.

~jessica
i wrote this at 10:03 PM