The London Telegraph

ericzhao

My cellphone bill for October was $71.72. I'd incurred some roaming charges, but even then I thought it a little ridiculous.

So I changed my price plan.

The bill for November is $9.02, for approximately the same amount of usage.

fandango

In about a week's time, my grandparents are moving back to China. That means there are only going to be three people living in our house. Man, my brother is going to be so lonely.

So it's technically *not* a dream, but one of my life goals has been to cook Thanksgiving dinner (the turkey, the ham, the gravy, and stuffing, etc.). It looks like I'll have a shot of fulfilling this goal next week. 

Thing is, I know absolutely nothing at all. Anybody got some tips? Any particular recipes work out well for you guys?

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I'm not kidding, but I received "fan" submissions to roycanhascheezburger.com: (first two courtesy of the juice, last 4 by tone-x). i'm not sure how to feel about these. given how much self-centered crap i write, it's probably good to balance it out with some humility:

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There have been some murmurs lately. "Roy, are you gonna do those Christmas photos again?"

If you missed it, I went to Sears photo studio last year to make the most ridiculous Christmas cards ever:

Note the awesome women's Christmas sweater, the ridiculous hand pose, and the super awkward smile

I'm honestly NOT sure how to top these cards this year. I've been trying to figure out what else I could possibly do ... any ideas would be greatly appreciated - remember I'm shameless and I'll do nearly anything.

friedfish

My last three and a half weeks included:

• a kidney infection
• constantly throwing up after my meals (which feels really awkward in public)
  
• two prescriptions
• two blood tests
• one raging fever two days ago that resulted in
• me dragging myself to the clinic once again, only to be sent in a cab to the
  
• emergency room, where I spent the next six hours
• freezing in a hospital gown and thin sheet while being
  
• hooked up to an IV drip and
• having three x-rays done along with
  
• another blood test
• an ultrasound the following day (also awkward and uncomforatable) because they couldn't figure out what was wrong
• a suggested CAT scan, but I'd really rather not be exposed to all that radiation, so

I went back to res and I'm feeling better. I think I'll just wait for this all to go away. I haven't thrown up in two and a half days, which is a good sign. My throat is scratched up from this ordeal, but that will heal in time, too.

I've missed so much class though, and my academic performance has been downright crappy. I mean, I'll go talk to my profs but I'm not sure what's going to happen now. I just want to curl up in bed and wait for someone to find the restart button.

This wasn't something I was planning on going through during the first year of university. Or ever, really. Especially not by myself.

I want a refund.

a nice change of musical genres for me, at least.

here's the embed to listen:

robin thicke - dreamworld

I would be you, you would be me, we would be one, we would be just fine
The ice caps wouldn't be melting and neither would I
I would just drive my big old car and everything would be alright
And energy would just fall down right from the sky

Words would fly right from out of my mind,
out of my mind... into your heart... into your life
And everything would sound just right,
and no one would stop me from drinking my wine

That's my dreamworld, that's my dreamworld, it's more than a dream...
Dreamworld, that's my dreamworld, and I wanna live in my dream

Oh, the real world just don't feel right
I wouldn't spend my days searching for... searching for lost time
I wouldn't be so damn sensitive, I'd let things go by
No matter what the weather,
I'd learn to change... I'd change with the time

And everytime I need a woman,
she'd appear right by me
she hold me tight, treat me right, and tell me that
everything is gonna be, is gonna be alright... alright

That's my dreamworld, that's my dreamworld

I would tell Van Gogh that he was loved, there's no need to cry
I would say, "Marvin Gaye, your father didn't want you to die"
There would be no black and white, the world just treat my wife right
We could walk down the Mississippi and no one would look at us twice

That's my dreamworld, that's my dreamworld, it's more than a dream...
Dreamworld, that's my dreamworld, and I wanna live in my dream

This entry contained scripting, which has been removed for your safety. Click here to see the entry in its entirety.

fandango

Misa convinced me to buy whole wheat pasta. It's okay, but it tastes so rough. I feel like the pasta will give my mouth splinters.

A really scary thing happened last night outside my residence. At around 1:30, I heard a woman screaming and crying. As loud as one can possibly scream. It was hoarse and at times sounded like a dog. She kept screaming, "NO! NO!" And was screaming at another inaudible person. I didn't quite know what to do. I looked outside my window and there was no one there. So, she must have been farther down left. I convinced myself that she must have been drunk, but I sort of knew it was something more serious. She finally quieted down at around 3.

This morning, I heard sirens and yelling. I still don't know what happened, but I might check it out later.

Do not walk home by yourself at night. If something indecent happened at Waterloo, it can happen anywhere, especially in Montreal or Toronto. If you must walk home by yourself, at least talk on the phone with someone.

I feel really guilty. I should have contacted the police or my don last night. Hopefully the sirens weren't for that situtation and she really was drunk.

Goodness I burned myself like 5 times making this pasta. Ouch.

fandango

We got back from Montreal yesterday around 8 in the evening. It was snowing! It's colder here than in Montreal. But it is pretty. All the trees and buildings are covered in snow.

I have yet to study for the math midterm. It shouldn't be too bad, although last year's was kind of difficult.

I ate so much this weekend! Schwartz's, sushi, pad thai and fatty breakfast in Montreal, not to mention fast food stops on the bus going to and coming back.

Apparently, there is varsity ultimate frisbee here. I know there are lots of people playing on the Village Green, but I didn't know they went to different cities and competed! I would have definitely checked out their practices. Although, they lost to McGill. Ultimate frisbee isn't on the Warriors website.

Hm... I'm doing agarose gel electrophoresis today. I hope it doesn't take too long and I'll have ample time to get to my midterm.

I can't spend money for a VERY long time. At least six weeks. I think it is worth it. Rosslyn really likes her gift, although she says she's too fat to wear it. She thought I was buying her socks so she told Becca and Courtney M. that I went to Montreal to buy her socks... like I am that bad of a sister.

Speaking of which, I really have no respect for people who smoke up and do other drugs, including cigarettes and drinking to excess. It's just a sucky thing to do to your body. You don't eat McDonald's for every meal, so why smoke weed? It's ridiculous.

I am really liking thai food right now. I'm going to make pad thai later this week, but I think I'll look up more thai recipes. One of my suitemates bought the cutest pans. It's red and is literally 4 inches in diameter. It's adorable! I dont' know what you would cook in it? Half an egg, maybe?

So on Saturday, Dap and I went to watch the Changeling with a few of her floormates. It was weird! But it was pretty good, so I recommend watching it. I didn't, however, know it was rated R! Also, Holly from the Office is in it, so it's obviously worth a watch.

My chambre is a pig stye again! Before I was too lazy to clean it. Now I'm just too busy. I'll clean it after dinner with a couple of people from my math class today. I have to do laundry too.

And even though Montreal is such a great city with tons of awesome people, including that schizophrenic hobo, I kind of missed the small city life!  

Oh and I'm still on a quest to go to every kind of Loblaws company grocery store. I've been to the following:

Zehrs (of course)
Real Canadian Superstore (for Western Canada and Ontario)
Loblaws
Provigo

I need to go to:

No Frills
Dominion (RC superstore for Newfoundland and Labrador)
Atlantic Superstore
Fortinos
Your Independent Grocer (which is a bit of a misnomer)

Rosslyn said they made the Zehrs on Dougall a Real Canadian Superstore. They also renovated the Zehrs on Malden, so I'll be pretty mad if they change that to Loblaws.

ericzhao

I have about a month left here. I'm ready to go back home and spend a few weeks on my queen. Size matters.

I haven't made any real connections with anyone here. Maybe it's because everyone sucks? But no, even the solipsistic douchebags from Upper Canada College have redeeming qualities. Really I think it's because my heart is elsewhere.

Oh, I'm sorry, disregard that. Apparently my posts are too "emotional" for the Internets to handle. Here's some stoicism:

This morning I woke up and felt nothing.