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bus 4502, i shall not forget thee jan 03 2003 - 6.00 pm

i'm back home. i'm not wanting to kill myself so badly, but life *does* keep presenting reasons...

take, for instance, the Bus Ride from Hell. now, i know everyone thinks that EVERY bus ride could be classified as "from hell" but this one really took the cake. i was in front of a gaggle of about 7 first-year students coming back from their New Year's Bender in montreal. and they would-not-shut-the-fuck-up. now, i soon realized that there was something "special" about these kids, who i didn't realize were so young, at first. i thought maybe they were just incredibly immature 21 year olds, since they were discussing such adult activities as drinking and toking. i seem to forget that those who discuss getting wasted and the fun that it is at such great length usually are quite young. anyway, the special thing about them was that they had all gone to camp until they were a good 16 or so, and then became camp counsellors themselves. remember "up the creek"? it's like this was their summertime existence.

so there was a real camp mentality to them. they starting saying things like "have you ever heard of a dutch oven? where you fart under the blankets then put them over someone's head?" "oh, that's HILARIOUS!"

then some really CLASSY ones like the "jelly doughnut," where you "come in a girl's face when she's giving you a blowjob and punch her in the nose so it bleeds!" "hahahaha, that's HILARIOUS!"

AND THESE WERE GIRLS.

holy shit.

they would not shut up or lower their smoke-damaged voices. it was fucking ridiculous, not "fucking hilarious!" as they exclaimed so many times, without actually proving it with laughter.

i really wanted to know what types of things they were studying, perhaps to send out warnings to the professional guilds. i also was dismayed at the low, low standards canadian universities had in accepting students like these. "students" regarding to their "party-the-fuck-up!" lifestyles, not the act of actually studying.

i cringed at the fact that i would be lumped into a demographic with them. advertisers targeting their very disposable incomes would barrage my line of sight with so-called temptations. can't i join the 35-60s? please???

to those of you wanting to take the bus to large locales over the christmas holidays, especially around new year's: DON'T DO IT. either go before school lets out, or after it gets back in. now, this is probably a tad complicated if you are, like me, a STUDENT (aka "one who studies") but this experience must be avoided at ANY COST. guns are acceptable weapons of defence.

last time***next time