Tired and Grumpy

It is the final week of classes. I have one 8 page paper, 1 exam and 1 group presentation/play left to do in my university career and I am done. This should probably be really really exciting for me, or something, but right now, I am so disillusioned that I just don't care. I want to sleep. Even after school finishes, it looks like I won't be getting much of that due to my work schedule. Don't get me wrong. I love work. But I also love slumber, and dream land, and the happy little scenarios that comes along with it. Then there's the whole thing about not having a job. That is a little unnerving. Well, I have a job. But not one that "pays you what you are now worth" (that's my dad's voice over, by the by...and pretty much a direct quote. He has a way with words, doesn't he?). Aside from that, I'm freaking out now that I'm co-directing a play that hasn't had any rehearsal time (thanks, Snow Day) and must be performed on Monday. Sunday night run through anyone? ARGH! And the saddest part is I can't be bitter towards the Snow Day, as it was a great day of taking a breather. Rest, relaxation and RPG-ing. I day of bliss that I haven't had in a while and won't have for some time yet to come. Also, my mom was the one to tell me, which took me back to my days in high school when she would tell me that I didn't have to get up that day. That was nice. Next week Chawn is coming down for a few days. I'm really pumped to see her (maybe I'll some sleep before then so I won't be grumpy Caitlin...HAH!) This also means that our little kitties are going to be sans gender by Saturday (snip snip). About time too. Maybe they'll stop being so rowdy at night and I'll be able to get some sleep. Probably not, with the way my day/week/month/year/life is going. Wow, this turned out to be a really optomistic entry. Way to go me. On a new note, I'm starting to understand Tyrel's obsession with knives. They are like Lays...I bet you can't own just one. Seriously, you buy one, and then you're like "but that one's cool too...and that one will look awesome with my white sweater". I kid you not. My lastest idea of accessories is knives. I mean if guys can accessorize with diamonds, why can't girls with sharp shiny things? I think it's only fair. So there you have it. Have a good one all...if you don't, I'll cut you. Just kidding. Or am I? More strangeness yet to come.

Changes...or rather, the same old

So, a few blogs ago, I had a rant. Indeed, the title itself contained the word 'rant' which leads the reader to believe that the entry that they were about to read was in fact a rant. Crazy how people can make such an assumption. Anyway, I must update in regards to said rant (how many times can I use that word in one entry?). Not retract it by any means, because that would imply I was wrong and as everyone knows I am never wrong...well hardly ever... ... okay all the time. But none of you needed to know that. And back to the point. I no longer despise my Shakespeare class. This may stem from the fact that the one person I do not like in that class didn't show up. It might also be because I somehow have been placed in one of the the key positions of power (even to the point of co-directing the play). How this happened, I'm still not sure. But it rocks. Yay for unexpected turn of events. Aside from that, I'm really going to have to start re-thinking my sleeping schedule (or lack of sleeping schedule). I am not yet up to the standards of my few friend who can work on four hours of sleep a night (who could that be? nudge nudge). Went to Hon's for dinner with Craig on Monday. It was delicious. I can't wait to move to Asia. Tonight, Jane is making Thai food. And last night Jacqueline came over to watch Farenheit 9/11 for our stupid film/pop lit. class. The curry was amazing, and it came from a world renowned restaurant in Van. (How does one get to be renowned, or even nowned for that matter?) It was great...and lamb, so my father will never eat it. But the main point of this is that I've had good eats for three days in a row and am starting to feel a little spoiled. Mmmmm, full belly. More strangeness yet to come.

Important messages

So this is a very special update. Or rather, and ordinary update with a special section. And yes, that is special with an r. Today (or the day which ended about 5 minutes ago) is the birthday of someone all of you in bloggerland have heard about many many times. Happy Birthday James...now you're an old biddy like me. Aside from the glories of growing old with a old friend (did you catch the pun...did you? yeah...it was bad) not much has been happening. Got m class drunk during a presentation, and continuing to hate on my Shakespeare tutorial (some of the people in that class...namely one...just know how to push me the wrong way). Work is good, so are the kitties and my addiction to Asian dramas is going stronger than ever. Mom and Dad are down for a visit, which is fun. But, alas, that is all that I can think of right now. So Jamie, I raise my glass to you and toast: To all those who you wish you well, and may the rest all go to hell. More strangeness yet to come.

Sniff sniff...I smell a rant!

Yes, a rant is on the way. This rant is about stupid overachievers that put everyone else in a bad spot. I have this Shakespeare class, and in it we as a tutuorial must perform a 20 minutes scene in front of the lecture. Here's the problem: My class is stupid. We cast the play last week...about a month before we perform. So, people in the class want to totally rework the script of two scenes in 1Henry IV. You know, cause we have time. Bastards! And then one of the people jsut sent out a e-mail talking about how everyone has to participate even though we are all marking each other, and that no one can slack (this may have come from the fact that last week I brought up the fact that I thought we are biting off more than we can chew...especially in November which is renowned for being the soul sucking month in school...and I may have been a little upset/anger/pissy/cranky when I said what I said. So sue me.). I mean, this is a university project in which everyone in the class has at least three other classes. Also, I am signed up to rework the script and work on the programs, where other people's entire job is to say two lines of dialogue and they are done. Can anyone say bull shit? Cuz I sure can. In fact, I just did. I friggin' hate people. More strangeness yet to come.

Interesting

So, this is not an official post. Really what it is is some song lyrics that i really really liked. It is the translation of a japanese song byHamasaki Ayumi (remember, in Japan the first name comes last). Anyway, it's a woman's lib song, and it's really great. So here are the lyrics for all you peoples out there:

My Name's Women

I like glittering things and pretty things
As much as before
But being cool and being tough
Have become more important lately

You see? Times have changed so much
But why do I still hear such words as"Tears are women's weapons"?
We don't cry easily
We are not always coquettishWe are not dolls
Who are only dressed-up

We have our weak sides
We are not always smilingDon't forget
That we don't exist to be convenient for you
Though it's certainI have a pain in my chest on some nights
It might be trueThe more one experiences sufferings
The more he can be tender and strong

Do you think you have controlled everything
With a knowing look? We are not dolls
Who are only dreaming
Do you think you have cheated us well
With a satisfied look?Do remember
That we are not such simple beings.


Finis! I love it. Way to go Ayumi-chan! That is all from the Caitlin camp tonight. I am she, signing off. (Deep, non?). More strangeness yet to come.

Save the cheerleader, Save the world

No, I'm not crazy. This is becoming the slogan for my new favourite show of the season: Heroes. It is incredible. Like unbelievable incredible. Twists and turns, strange characters and strange plots. It is completely innovative and exciting. I recommend watching/downloading/selling your soul to watch this show. It is amazing (and Chawn needs the souls...business is slow right now), and very creative and original. I'm not going to say more about it, except for watch (Jamie this means you too...you can download the episodes...and it's not asian. Now I'm trying to get you hooked on regular shows too). That is it for this blog, just wanted to talk about the show. Oh, and if I had super powers...I'd fly. Definately fly. Zoom! More strangeness yet to come.