The Mike Haddad Show: This is relevant to my interests.

Loss of Sanity: 21:17.
I just realized that there is a massive amount of work that I need to get done. I'm going to blog just so I can get this all out of my ssytem and hopefully get to work. My cheeks are really warm; I'm not feeling too good. I just want it to go away. I want to skip university all together. I'm not enjoying my time at waterloo at all. I need to talk to someone about this, but I'm not sure who.

Let's look at what I need to get done. I have to do a CS134 Project for Wednesday. Normally this project is done in groups, up to three people. I don't know anyone in my class. It makes me really sad. There's no one for me to do any of these projects with, and I'm not capable of doing them myself. I think I'm going to go to the CS tutorial centre tomorrow after German (barf) and tell them that I think I need help on it because I haven't started and I have no group. I feel so warm right now, it's not even funny. Also on Wednesday, I have my Japanese Test. Hopefully I'll be able to remember all of the things I need to. Unfortunately, I'm never able to remember words in that stupid class and I always choke on the tests. I feel even more sick now. Thursday I have a MATH136 Assignment due, and Friday I have a MATH137 assignment due. Next Monday is the first MATH136 Midterm. I actually think I'm going to cry now. Guh. I hate all the work we have to do here. So I'm not going to talk about it. I'm just going to go talk to my professors and tell them how I'm sick and been missing class, and I need help on the assignments.

Return of Sanity 23:56.
Ok I'd like to think my sanity has returned now. So I'm going to try and give a quick review of the weekend that was like a rollercoaster for my brain. Thursday and Friday were sketchy days. I wasn't feeling in a good mood, and I didn't go to class at all. I've been really not dealing well with class lately. Hopefully it will get better now. I really need to figure out what's wrong. But I digress. You may notice random spelling errors recently. Well that's because I managed to ruin my keyboard. I'm going to need to buy a new one. I'm going to use this until it completely explodes. It's in much better condition than it was on friday though. It's sad. My poor Wireless Natural MultiMedia Keyboard. It essentially ruined my friday night, which was bound to suck anyways because it's a friday night in Waterloo. My roommates we're gone. I was going crazy. I didn't enjoy the night at all. I watched TV. Witch Hunter Robin looks really good. I'm going to have to look into that. Beasties was on too. I haven't seen that show in forever. It alway reminds me of "In The End" by Linkin Park, and Vice Versa.

So by Saturday I was ready to explode. Much like I am now, because of this annoying keyboard. I actually phoned my family for over an hour, trying to get them to come pick me up. Eventually they did. This meant two things: Laundry would get done, and I would go out with Miguel. Both I needed a lot. I was about to lose it here at Waterloo (evident in the fact that I lost it earlier tonight). So I got home around 5:00, and went to get Miguel shortly after. I went to Limeridge and got a belt at Tommy Hillfiger because it was the only place that had a 32" belt in the whole mall. It was upseting that I had to spend $65 on a belt. So we went back to Oakville, picked up my brother's girlfriend and the three of us went to Booster Juice and Extreme Pita (Yes, without my brother - don't ask). Then Miguel and I eventually went downtown.

That was a lot of fun. A great way to spend a Saturday night. We went to Woody's. So it was great, minus the fact that Woody's is kinda gross. I had fun though. We found one of Miguel's friends and he and I talked about the other people in the bar, while Miguel sorta danced to himself. Then he entered the Best Legs contest, but lost to a straight boy. It was still funny though. After we were going to go home when I decided I was hungry. So walked to find somewhere to eat we ran into one of Miguel's friends (who I believe was named Mike) and the three of us eventually went to Pizza Pizza where I had the worst tasting pizza ever. I was so offended. So we went back to the car and drove home, arriving sometime after three and watching Russell Peters for a second time that night before falling asleep.

Sunday when we woke up my mom made Grilled Cheese. She felt bad because she knew I hated it, and there was nothing else she could make. So I think that's why she put up with me when I went to try and find an H2O+. My mom didn't want me to go to Eaton's Center which is where I knew there was one. So she had me drive to Square One to check if there was one there first (which there obviously wasn't). So we had to make a big loop out of the way to go up the 403 to the 401, and then to the 427 so we could go back down to the Gardiner. It was annoying. So I was late on being back to return to waterloo. It was 1:30 when I left, which is when my mom wanted to leave. So then I had to drive Miguel back to Hamilton. I was late.

On top of that, when I was coming back to Oakville on King Street someone hit me from behind. Luckily he was hit into me, so I was't hurt and there was no damage. Sucked for the other two vans though. I had to tell the guy what to ask for because it was his first accident. I gave him my number after and told him my parents will be able to get ahold of me if he needs anything. So that was another delay. I finally got back to Oakville on quickly on MSN to a number of people (*cough* boywhocriedboy *cough*) harassing me to do certain things (which I did by the way). Then it was phoning Jon to get his address, and then off to get him to return to Waterloo. He was going to visit Jill; it's cute to hear about them like that.

When I got to Waterloo I wasn't enjoying the fact that I was back. I went shopping for food to try and make it better. And as you can tell from the earlier post, it didnt' turn out too well. Luckily I took my pills, phoned my mom, and she calmed me dow. Then I read CS a bit, and took a shower. Now I feel better. Adam is taling into me the remaining sanity that I'll need to sleep. It's all good, all the time.

Before I forget: A great thing I saw when I got back. My Sympatico DSL was finally working. I was extremely happy. They even left me two messages on my phone about it while I was gone. It was nice to hear from them, especially considering it was like three weeks before the problem got resolved. I don't know how they did it, but I love them for it.