SCHOOL:
AHHHHH AHHHHH AHHHHH! :: screaming like an excited tween girl ::
Matthew Lee has finally finished HELL WEEK! YES! No more hiberating at Dana Porter and study my ass. Though Hell Week is over, it doesn’t mean Heaven has prevailed. My other exams were okay— not great— but okay. All except stupid Microeconomics. OMG, I sat at my desk staring at the paper, having no idea what do with it. It was all applied calculus trying to find the demand and consumption of this and that. Whoever is a pro in economics and would like to tutor me, please please refer to me. Grrrr!

WORK:
AHHHHH AHHHHH AHHHHH! I still don’t believe it, but Mr. Matt has a job, and in Toronto too! Finally I get a break from stupid crapola ‘Loo! 12 straight months in Waterloo will finally come to an end as of my birthday (My last exam is on my bday, just perfect timing.) I’m working for the Ontario Ministry of Public Infrastructure Renewal formerly known as the Ontario Superbuild Corporation under the Tories. I’ll be working at Queen’s Park so all you UT kids, we can have lunch dates! Hmmmm Queen’s Park, where can I get my hands on Dalton McGuinty, and rape him for false promises. Maybe I can start another Monica Lewinsky ‘cigar’ scandal. TEE HEE (A), no, I’m still all about the Liberals. Federal election stuff, I’ll put aside perhaps for another blog entry.

TORONTO:
I’m FINALLY back in Toronto. It seems like eternity since I’ve been back. Finally some REAL food. If I have another bolongne sandwich, I will die. If I have another slice of pizza, I will die. If i have anymore pasta, I will die.

Ohhh Markham, my Markham, I miss you so. I miss my Pacific Mall, I miss my REAL Chinese food, I miss my REAL bubble tea, I miss driving— yes planners, I miss driving, so sue me.

BANGING CONSTRUCTION WORKERS:
The upstairs roommates have finally moved in. And they’ve definitely moved in with a ‘bang’ but disappointingly, not the ‘bang’ that i’d like to be experiencing.

That’s a ‘bang’ every morning at about 5:40 am. These guys are not university students— they’re a bunch of student-like twentysomethings with beer and bikini girl posters for their wall decor. Oh yes, and they’re in the construction business.

Sure they may be hot blue-collar workers— and they are!— but their annoyingness bugs me, they walk all around the house with their construction boots on, completely not thinking the fact that you hear every single step they make. Like a stampede of bulls running around, huffing and puffing while I awaken every friggin morning. UGH!

CONVOCATION (and my feelings on it):
It was Angela, one of my sister’s close friend’s convocation on Thursday. I’ve known her since I was a pesky annoying little elementary school boy, I just had go and be there. It was so nice, I love convocations. Every convocation that I go, I always develop this sense of happiness for them. In a way, perhaps because I’m currently in the process of university, I can feel how much they have gone through. All the tears, the struggles, the disappointments, the constant cramming, the neverending lack of time, but on the other hand, the good drinking times, the great friends, the sigh of relief after exams, the independence. All those things are engraved in that diploma, aside from the obvious: the gain in knowledge, experience, and the initials after your name.

Where was I getting at? Oh yeah, I always get this teary feeling at convocations. I can’t help but to be proud for people, even a distant relationship of my sister’s friend. Regardless of what you are studying in University/College; you gain more than just academic knowledge— heck, I don’t even remember anything that I crammed on Friday— but I’m sure all of us gained more as a person, gained more about ourselves, and build more confidence to face the real world. University is a trial period, being rejected, having faults and making mistakes in University is no big deal— perhaps because faults is the only way we’ll learn. But in the “real world” it might not be so easy.

Again, what’s my point. Yes, convocations are nice. I hope I have a chance to experience all your convocations, and experience that sense of success, the step passed a crucial life stage, and heading towards a bigger and better place. I hope I get a chance to witness all your happiness and joys, and take in all the experiences that all you go through, and perhaps one eventual day, I can show you my experiences, when or if I graduate :D

That’s it for this entry folks. :D Will update again, real real soon.