Sleep’s one of those funny things that you can’t explain. The more you get, the more you seem to want to sleep. You can always explain how you don’t have enough sleep. For example, getting up at 6:45 in order to go to the market after going to bed past 2 AM. But when you do get sleep, it just seems oh so much harder to get up the next morning. For example, trying to get up at 7 after going to bed at 10 for the first time in months, which was after 2 hours of unintentional napping. Makes no sense I tell you…
If you listen in on some of the random tidbits of conversation that goes on in this house, you’d never think that we’re in engineering. Case in point, while doing the dishes for an hour and a half (we had a lot of dishes that needed doing): Intense debate regarding whether logic itself is purely mathematical at its most basic level or whether instinct is also a factor. Good ol’ philosophy.
(Sigh) So goodreads says I’m 24 books behind being on pace to reach my goal for number of books read this year. Ah well, maybe I’ll catch up sometime. In the meantime I really need a break from reading engineering-related books. Enter: Hamlet. There’s nothing like some good ol’ Shakespeare to break the monotony of technical jargon.
For once though, I might actually finish all the stuff I set out to complete in a day. Which is amazing. There’ll just be finishing off all the other stuff that should have been done beforehand left.
Anywho, back to research. We look a bit dumb sitting on the front steps on our laptops, but hey, the weather’s really nice out.
Chess is an interesting game. Regardless of how many pieces you lose, there’s always the chance, no matter how faint, that you can force a draw at the end.
Is that like life? Possibly. But certainly not wholly. There are times where there’s just no draw to be forced. You can row the boat against the current for oh so long and try all sorts of clever, sneaky, and desperate measures. But at some fateful point, that dreaded point where your heart bottoms out, there’ll be no denying the overwhelming presence of the waterfall that the boat is heading toward.
Is there hope? There will always be hope. Maybe the rocks before the falls will sink the boat or but just maybe the boat will get lodged in them. Miracles do happen.
I’ve tried; I’ve rowed. I’m done. The sound of the falls roars, the mist of of the falls soaks, and the boat is rocking.
Hope and faith. Maybe that’s all that’s left. Just hope and faith.
Okay so let me get this straight. A day after firing Gary Webster for not conforming to the Mayor’s Office’s transit strategy (ie. quite literally an “unjust termination” with a severance package of something worth over half a million dollars), the TTC will still proceed with light rail development? You’ve got to be kidding me right?
After paying a crap tonne in cancelling contracts for David Miller’s light rail Transit City, spending another crap tonne in developing Rob Ford’s new subway strategy, now we’re going back to light rail transit because folks decided it was a better idea after all? And because Ford Corp can’t actually defy City Council’s vote to resurrect the light rail plan, they do what they can and fire the general manager out of what effectively amounts to spite?
Forgive me for being a bit slow on the going-ons of TO, I’ve been away at school for a month or so, but seriously? Seriously?
I know the system is broken (who doesn’t?), but this is looking to be what amounts to a very, very expensive game of adults reenacting old school yard gang wars. Whatever happened to the highly publicized financial issues of the City?
@City of Toronto: GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER ALREADY. It’s been five bloody years since Transit City was introduced and we’ve gone absolutely nowhere. Let’s get some professional unbiased (Is that so hard to find these days? Sheesh…) opinions on what the transit strategies should be adopted and move on with life.
Meanwhile, I’ll try to figure out how my city counsellor came into possession of my email address…
So what goes through a person’s mind when they decide to pull the fire alarm while two classes are writing midterms? Not that there’s any official confirmation that that’s what happened, but really? A fire alarm during a midterm? Not only is that just bloody inconvenient, but oh so uncool. Sure I wasn’t exactly doing well on the midterm, as ill-prepared as I was, but now we’ve got a voided midterm and a reweighing of how the remaining midterm and final will be worth for the course. Definitely not cool.
Co-op Status Tracker:
3 Applications Still Active
2 Interviews Gained
Hopefully I did well on those. We’ll see.
I’m almost willing to consider a six year undergrad program in engineering, rather than five, if they would lighten up the schedule so that we can have some more time to partake in extracurriculars and whatnot. Throw in an extra co-op term or two to counteract the inevitable tuition hike. But that’d be yet another year of life spent in undergrad. Worth it? Probably not. At least that’s what other folks say.