like those giant pogos you get at the fair...with the mustard. yea, that long.

it started off early...and i mean early by getting my ass out of bed, missing a day's work to get my ass over to york u and pay my bills. mind you, by the time my enrolment window online opens in 2 weeks, i will have just finished paying LAST YEAR'S tuition. following that day's enrolment for next year...not more than a second later, i will have to drop $450 as a deposit towards next year's educational session over at my skool. so you see, every penny...every ounce of sweat...blood...and everything i earn...not very much goes into my pocket. instead, it goes right into york u's pocket. but i cant complain...skool here is significantly cheaper than our american counterparts. and hey..i keep telling myself, if i pay my own way to put my ass in a seat at skool...then itll mean all the more to me and in the long run, ill appreciate all of this all the better (hopefully).

so bills paid somewhat...more payments to come. all good right?

wrong. remember that email i sent a few days ago??
well he didnt reply. but then again, i heard he took a leave of absence for the summer...whether that's true or not, i hope my prof is in good health. but ill say it again, i DID NOT get a reply.
so i visit the kinesiology and health science office at my skool...ask them what's the deal...and those fuckers at front desk have no idea what's goin on in terms of WHAT'S GOIN ON!
what the hell is that?
further, they asked me if i was enrolled in the course!! can you believe the nerve? calm and collected, i's replies "yes" and indeed, they found my file. of course i was enrolled in that course. you think i do the assignments and sit in class for shits and giggles? geez. eventually, the people at front desk apologized and explained that "we possibly forgot to enter your mark for that course. [we] just bubbled it and shortly, your mark will be entered and your transcript will be revised".

my thoughts...

it better be revised or
imma go apeshit!



and i mean apeshit!

and that's what happened at skool today.

(end skool entry)

later that day...

i headed downtown with the boys and walked around, caused a ruckus and just acted like the boisterous selves that we be.

all was good.
good buys...good stores...good shawarma for lunch...but one thing on my mind all day was to get my ass down to chinatown, cop a couple vietnamese subs and possibly a chinese pastry or two. shit..maybe even some white rabbits, shrimp chips or haw flakes.

but nooooooo!!
did i get the 3 subs that i had in mind?
according to my self-alotted budget for the day...i could not afford the 3 subs that i had in mind.

why??
cause the price inflated to a $1.50 from $1.00 price tag since the last time i went!
crap. that means i could only buy 2 subs..NOT 3!
for the whole day..walking my ass around..for 3 subs..and it turns out..i could only buy 2!

dear vietnamese viewers...

why the hell you wanna gouge my eyes out?!!
what's the deal with the inflation on your tasty subs????

are my roots not from humble beginnings thousands of miles away like you?
do we not sleep in mosquito nets also? or plough the rice fields with our water buffalo and oxen? have my forefathers not evolved and lived off the same pacific ocean and slum-muddied water like you have???

then why have you inflated your prices by 50%???!! why? why, i ask?
whyyyyyyyy???

im playing. why would you know? why would anyone know? maybe it's the gas prices...or the full moon tonite..possibly the cold rainy weather we have here in ontario. who knows?

all i knows is the fact that i was only able to eat 2 subs and not 3.
sadness.

it's all good though.
but really..no, it aint. a buck-fifty???!! geez.
good nite.

banh mi???



banh YOU, man!!
BANH YOU!!!!