Finished my last exam and now am free from academia for another four months. That's one quarter of a year to have my brain to myself again! No more forced subject and readings. No more Papua New Guinea! NO MORE ESSAYS! I'm going to finish reading Master and Margarita. I'm going to job-search.
Afterwards I went to visit my boy before he moved out of res and we went to get mother's day gifts. Also spent buttload o' money on Kyle's birthday gift. OMG, I cannot afford, but was too perfect.
After I left Roman to move outta res, I went celebrating with Jenny and her boy Daniel. Huzzah for bowling! Because nothing says "Yaay, no more school" like rented two-tone shoes. They even had rental socks. Eww. Daniel verily did owned us. Although I did hand his arse to him on a silver platter in the second game. I then scared Jenny and Daniel with a rendition of "Plus Two" and "Raynor's Hands". Hopefully, I did not cause nightmares or cause them to think me far more insane than am actually. Later, we ate cheese... very bad cheese.
Disgusting foods we love:
- hot dogs outside ROM vs frankfurters
- cold days old Chinese takeaway
- popcorn kernels sitting in the bottom of the bowl the day after (preferably half popped)
- OR Cracker Jack stale pink popcorn (desired only in part for the toy surprise)
- KFC chicken skins
- Ice rink hot cocoa
- Bowling ally nachos
- Gumballs from dispensers
- McDonalds pancakes vs crepes
- Café style poutine
All of them (save maybe the Chinese takeaway) cannot be considered real food… but this synthetic crap seems to make mouths water. This synthetic food- Pinnochio food- will never become a real boy and for some reason we like it better that way. Synthesized and imitated, disgusting fake food cater to the undiscriminating tastes of all… even a caviar toting and monocle wearing millionaire cannot resist the thrall of the slightly bad takeaway hidden in the back of the fridge. Tis the way of the universe.
I mean, this cheese came from a 2 liter can and was warmed in a paper cup. I think I now have cancer.
After an unsuccessful trek home from my shoddy directions, we got into a great debate with my mom. Nothing like random debates on theology and momma forcing food on friends. Of all the subjects, they say never discuss politics or religion! Hopefully no one was too offended (both deity or mortal) by our debates.
I'll load photos soon.