:: Look After You - the fray

things are definitely starting to look up. i'm liking french class again, got a partner for my dossier, gonna finally get the fren2221 presentation over and done with, having a good time at IC sports with my really sweet co-rep bianca.

things to do now:
- find time to call home
- fill up applications to mcgill (for lodging too!)
- get a wax and go to the beach before it gets way too cold
- wash my quilt before it gets way too cold
- visit david, aunty puileng, aunty nancy, aunty chrissy, aunty lorna and uncle tony
- start catching up with readings and lectures for linguistics
- meet up with steph and go karaoke-ing with her, cheryl, rafie.
- go shopping
- contact steph's friend jason and start jamming


the vocals of the fray reminds me of david gray, and a bit of rufus wainwright. somehow their music sounds more aussie than american.

i feel pregnant. but not in the fat way. got a crap appetite since i got here and feel like puking a bit and i don't like chilli sauce so much now. and i fart a bit more (tsk don't laugh, i was told tt flatulence is a symptom of pregnancy). but then again, tt could be due to my not eating enough. crossing my fingers.

i miss walking in the cold to vietnosh and broadway fish and chip shop. haven't gone to either this sem. somehow driving there (of course by driving, i mean being driven) is not as shiok as walking there. seriously, how can sitting in a car be more fun than jumping over puddles, traversing the dewy grassiness of the oval, sighting penguins on bicycles and trying to evade strange men who offer you chocolat?

-tmr, presentation with this guy i shall dub danny the brilliant. i feel like a complete blurblock and thickhead next to this guy. he goes through sartre and barthes and foucault like he was reading Peter and Jane 1a. haha he's like the epitomy of the passionate arts student, somemore what with his big eyes and crazy curly hair that seems to have a life of its own. i think this is because he has so much passion, some of it is channeled to his hair. i met paula in the library and we were discussing the unit and how danny's brilliance is near freakish. and i was telling her he's sooo artsy- when we met outside the library i said wanna use the study room? but he said oh lets sit on the lawn. all i could think of was: haha talk bout stupid qns, amelia. don't you know the confines of a crowded study room would only serve to oppress a true artist? haha. so anyway, i told paula we were sitting on the lawn in front of reid and she said oh but were you? and then we laughed at how extremely impertinent we thought philosophical discourse (but of course this impertinence might be merely a myth and we were really mocking our own incompetence. or perhaps the absurdity of life had gotten to us and joking was the only form of reprieve. but does it really matter since all we do is what it is because it isn't what it's not?... aahhhhh keuf-toi, les intellectuels francais!!)

-so anyway, touch rugby on sunday turned out to be really fun. i'm really proud of our girls cos most of us didn't even know how to play but we survived all four games and managed to hold our nil-nil in the first half of our last game with georges. i think we've become touch junkies. i'm so happy everyone had fun despite all the injuries. we should have touch every wk. i think we beat st cats in our post-match camwhoring; if only there was a tournament for that as well.