If Economics was a tree, I'd stomp on its soil.
If Economics was a cow, I'd sell it to Danier.
If Economics was a man, I'd rip off his balls.
If Economics was a dog, I'd offer it scrumchous Godiva.
If Economics was a student, I'd send him/her to UW.

If Economics was Shima, I'll axe her iBook.
If Economics was Bowie, I'd ban all lip gloss.
If Economics was Britney Spears, I'd install her a penis.
If Economics was Tiff, ....well.. I won't say it.
If Economics was me, I'd make it take Economics! AHHHHH!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
Please kill me now.

Speaking of how much I hate UW, there's actually a "UW SUCKS" blog. I don't enjoy his writing style however, but it speaks to me; it identifies with me. Very much so.

As you can see, I'm dreading to start this Econ Research Paper. I've never written one in my in entire life, and it's creepy that my mark depends on it. FUCK!

Yes, I mentioned in my lovely poem that I'd install Britney a penis. Let elaborate on what I mean:

Which one of these is not like the others?

Answer? NONE! Well, sorta, the rest are Britney without makeup! Isn't she handsome? mmmmm.

A dude. A boy. A sausage. A male. A human being with penile reproductive organs.

I must say, Britney's a pretty hot guy! LOL!

GIS is taking forever.
It's a weekend in Waterloo
Economics flopped.
Matthew is not a happy camper.

That been my kinda week.

So yes, I've been working on GIS almost all week now. Shima and I, aptly known at S & M Consultants, are totally tired of this project. Well, I'll speak for myself-- I'M tired of this project. ugh!!!

I'm at a point that I just don't care about Economics. I'm sure I won't fail, but I'm expecting a C or a D. It just a matter of doing super-duper on everything else to offset this mighty crapola mark. An 'A' average is highly unlikely this term. Fuckballs. Unless the Grades Fairy pays a me a visit, I'm doomed. Oh, come to me, please come to me.

Planning-Leo thankfully stayed in Waterloo this weekend. I'm trying to start getting rid of as much food as possible, because I'm only going to be staying in Waterloo for another week (I'm probably going to go home to study for finals). What best way to get rid of all your food and mix it all up andSTIR-FRY! mmmmm. my cooking went from bad to worse. Not to mention, Leo is the shittiest help ever. I told him to cut up meat into slices, and he accidentally dropped it into the sink; once food gets into my sink, let it be, because of the chronic contamination of radioactive wastes left by uncleaned dishes from roommates is beyond repair.

To put a story short, we ended up going to McDicks.

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Saw Fahrenheit 9/11 at the Galaxy. Interesting movie. I'm unsure about the credibility of the movie, and as such, I don't know what to think of it. Whether it is true or not, it definitely opens the dialogue and challenges our rather naive trust in members of authority.

All I do want to say is that it's a total shame that the primary hope for young adults of lower stratifications of income, like those in Moore's hometown of Flint, is to enlist in the military forces. Sometimes I wonder why people would want to potentially put their lives in danger, but come to think of it, this may be the only hope for them for a stable future.

Maybe its just me, but that reeks of disgrace.

The methods of recruitment and promotion was repulsive. They brought two Navy Seals, to circulate around the most impoverished areas of Flint, and basically lured them by glorifying the 'coolness' of being in the military. They dared to mention names of celebrities such as Shaggy and others who, too, were in the forces. Okay, maybe they were influenced by the camera to act this way-- as people act differently when they're being observed; let's really hope that is the case. Also, the most appauling was the television recruitment campaigns to promote more young adults to join the forces. The commercial promoted people in the Forces in a digital animation format like a video game similar to those games of the Tom Clancy series on PS2.

War is definitely no video game.

Regardless of whether of the strong ties are between Bush and the Saudis are as what Moore puts it, I feel the practices I've mentioned already reveal enough of a government gone wrong. Maybe they should allocate its resources to deal with its OWN social problems and beliefs BEFORE they mess around in other people's business.

This sucks.

Why does the weekend have to end? I'm getting more and more bitter. School in the Spring Term really sucks ass. It seems like the world is having a ball but me. Well, excluding the other Loo folks. All you damn Toronto kids having so much fun, soaking up the sun, and other funnness crap. UGH! My own sister had to tell me that she doesn't want the Summer to end. The nerve of that girl! She managed to go to four Summerlicious events. UGH. I'm like so mad! And my good old Willuby and Eric is in New York. Not to mention all the kiddys going to Montreal for pride. UGH UGH UGH!

My rant is done.

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Now onto something else. I took the car to run some errands the other day. There's nothing better than to drive with some good music. Looking through my collection, I managed to pick out Oops!... I Did It Again!. I miss her old hits. You can actually hear her sing rather than her panting and moaning. Not to mention I really miss those the fun Bubble Gum Pop.

Anyways, It was pretty hot, but not A/C hot, so I had most of the windows down. And after stopping at a stoplight around Main Street, these skanky-sooped-up-car-import-model-with-inch-thick-foundation-bitches looked out their window and with a perplexed look stared right at me while Lucky was playing. That's when it hit me. It's not cool to play Britney Spears in a man's (and maybe even a woman's) car. This is finally sinking in, after years of my Britney-obsession. You guys can't even begin to understand the feeling after these jaw-to-the-ground expressions of these two blonde and Asian girls as they probe and survey me from top to bottom like a freak lab specimen.

Without looking towards the staring kids, I managed to turn down my music and sped my way down Highway 7.

Yes boys and girls, blasting Britney Spears on a hot summer's day does not do well with attracting the ladies nor the boys. That's the lesson of the day. Come to think of it, Britney Spears, though I'm cool with her music, has really been sucking badly. Lets put the facts straight: She managed to make her last album a pitifully produced softcore audio media. Her voice has been totally deteriorated (probably from the smoking). The rumours and news are getting so damn boring. Not to mention, those disgusting paparozzi pictures of her. She looks completely disgusting with pre-photoshop, foundation-mask-lacking, flab-bulging-of-tight-mini-shorts look. EW! If only I have pictures to show you all. EWWWWWWW!!

Speaking of my disinterest with Popstars. I no longer can stand Mandy Moore. She's retarded. For a celebrity, she really needs some improved social skills. Not to mention she has a retarded dumb-supposedly-hot-tennis-player-who-likes-to-stick-out-his-tongue-and-bite-on-it-when-he-serves boyfriend. Ugh, they piss me off. She presents herself as such a smart, bright girl. But she simply doesn't know how to speak in front of a camera. She was on Craig Kilborn the other night and she has started a new vintage t-shirt label in which its proceeds go to charity. Sure, this sounds kinda cool. Then she goes on saying that she did it because she been really bored for the past few months(obviously, with your stinky new album). If you're going to represent a charity, be a little more assertive, loser. Also, she said her line "is not crazy like J.Lo's" which again is a good point, since J.Lo is indeed an utterly dumb fashion line. But when the audience laughily reacted to her comment, she becomes all defensive saying that that's not what she meant. We get it loser, you're a bitch trying to sweet. Can't get any worse than that boys and girls.

Screw you Mandy and Britney, I'm all about Hilary and Lindsay. mmmmarvelous mmminors.

ADDENDUM:
This little fucker managed to do it again. Damn it damn it. Now it's a matter of kicking ass in all the other courses :S

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Dear Economics 201,

I'm not very happy with you. You should know better than to fuck poor hardworking students up the ass. I'm sure you getting quite a 'blast' from all of this but seriously, it would be nice at least to put in a disclaimer in the course desciption about your rape plans.

You really managed to screwed me where it hurts the most. My non-calculus-ass. Yes, who would have known you're all about calculus? You are an Arts class. Why do you do this to me? Why? Especially when it has been 3.5 years ago since I've touched any calculus. Your predesssor, 101, was the biggest bird course known to man. What the fuck happened? Perhaps you got too antsy, but still, cut me a little slack. What happened to doing the RMR: read, memorize, and reguritate. UW has developed my brain to be a human microchip, that's all it can do. My brain computes nothing and please let it be. I'm happy with it that way.

Not only did you manage to rape me in the beginning, you build on the damnned previous concepts. You have made a vicious cycle where I'm victimized again and again. I don't understand how anybody can study this stuff for a living. Supply and Demand curves should rot in hell.

Despite being computationally-retarded, tomorrow is judgement day. Newsflash, my ass is closed for business, and that means you. Wait a minute, some business I have: I'm PAYING you tuition to rape me. You watch, I will get you back where the sun don't shine. I will not accept defeat. Even though I still don't really understand what you're all about, I don't see how I can't at least pass. You will get it tomorrow, my life depends on it.

FUCK YOU,
Matthew Lee
Honours Co-op Planning Candidate

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I had to blog about it. Mattism brings me good luck. Now back to the studies.

Hello, I have something good to report.

I was at the Dana Porter library, as usual on the seventh floor. Because of my new initiative to be more fit and more green, I have become accustomed to not take the elevator down to the ground floor. This is among other reasons, because the elevator is just way to slow to get here.

Anyways, I was going down the stairs. Sort of in this hopping fashion, just hopping away at down the stairs. I wasn't sure why I was hopping but anyways, that's besides the point. Here's the good news. I think I'm finally growing a chest. Yes, PLEASE ALERT THE PRESS! Say hello to my bouncy chest. Big pecs, here I come! See, when I was hopping away, I felt my chest kinda not moving in sync with my body. It's sorta this mini-jiggle. Yay, you don't understand how happy I am. I haven't really haven't had a chest since my days of puberty when I had like over-hormoned mammory glands.

So yes, no more airport runways on my chest! This is a new beginning everyone. This is a new begiining of tighter t-shirts to show off my ever-growing chest. I can finally find a nice shirt, where the shirt actually hangs off my chest and not solely on my ill-defined shoulders.

Wow, maybe I'm getting carried away. But lets really hope this is a growing trend. I must stick to my "Waterloo" diet: eat unhealthily and bike everywhere, and see what happens.

OMG, I can't wait! Just wait boys and girls, hot Matt is coming to a community near you.

Finally a new layout, the iPod is getting old. The layout that is, not the gadget itself. Yes, eat a beaver and save trees. Being a planner, its time for a green promotion layout. Then, I was looking at David & Goliath again and saw the slogan and just fell in love with it. :D

Canada Day long weekend was pretty fantabulous. Hairspray was amazing, a must see for all. It's witty, funny, and just deep down a good time. It's such a happy play, you just can't help but watch the show with a wide, white toothy smile. :D

Finally managed to go the the Bomber on Wednesday night, it was indeed a very good time. Man, it was like the whole school was there. Waiting for the porto-potty was indeed the best experience of all. Wow, the porto-potty smells sooo good! mmmm! I'm going to use porto-potties more often.

Saw Spiderman, not as good as its predecessor, but whatever, it's acceptable. There's a Planning joke in there-- even though they were making fun of us, I can't help but laugh! MU HA HA!

Stupid Eric got the stupid YEAH song from USHER in my head. DAMN YOU ERIC! Wait, maybe I kinda contributed to my own insanity. YEAH YEAH YEAH.. YEAH!

This weekend was the Taste of Asia. Yes, the Asian version the Taste of the Danforth. Me and Bow managed to catch it before we headed back to the Loo. So yes, they closed off part of Kennedy to showcase some Asian food. What a disappointment. Yes, the point of the event is to showcase our food to other cultures, but c'mon, don't think I'm dumb. There are still predominately Asian people at the event. It was friggin $2 for a stick of fish balls. CRAZINESS! Anyways, and of course, what more to showcase Asian food than import cars. Yes, you heard right, take a bite out of a Volvo, and a BMW. Yum. They took half of the venue. Despite its shittiness, they definitely managed to attract a lot of people, particularly a lot of American tourists.

Oh yeah, as we don't have enough Asian malls around Milliken, its about to get even crazier. The traffic hell just gets worse and worse. Across from P-Mall, where the former Canadian Tire is, will erect the largest Asian shopping complex in North America surpassing Pacific Mall. Splendid China Tower, it is called. Can you say shitty name? I think it's going to be a Mainland mall, like the Oriental Centre in Scarborough. :S

Oh Markham, oh markham. It's really crazy to imagine, almost 20 years ago years ago, my room window used to face a farm, Market Village (the mall beside Pacific) used to be a cultural farmer's market. Where Pacific Mall now stands used to be a barn, home to Cullen Country Barns (The same Cullen Gardens owners). Markville used to be a big corn farm. Our street was one of three Chinese families. Although those days were cool, I donno if I can live without my Pacific Mall and Chinese food. Tough tough call.

On *actually* exciting news, T&T is finally in Markham and one more to come! Yay! Time to get some good Taiwanese "Zero Eats" (if you know what I mean).. what is it called in English? Perhaps the other Chinese supermarkets can learn from T&T that Chinese people *can* have clean supermarkets! Unfortunately, i haven't been there yet, maybe I'll take a look when the curious shoppers have died down. Finally a clean, non-dingy, non-stinky, and yes non bikini-girls-on-meat-market-walls supermarket! Praise the Lord!