Kung-Fu Kitty

I have some of the pictures from the photo shoot, but not all of them. There's one roll of film left to develop. I guess I can post a few of the better ones... I plan on manipulating some of them later. The backgrounds and lighting aren't so hot, but hopefully we'll do better next time.

In other news, school is fine, not too hard, not too easy. Things with Jonah are better than ever. Also, I went to a great play last night. Well, three plays. It's part of the Theatre Active Festival and there are several nights of student-directed plays. Anyway, all three of the plays were directed by people I know, to varying degrees. Anyway, the first play was the most serious, and dealt with a man and a woman, both with major problems, who get together and fall in love. It was my favorite by far. The second play was a cutsyish story about a kid who comes to Canada. It was well acted, and actually dealt with serious issues, but it was quite comedic at the same time. The third was by far the funniest, and involved audience participation. Basically, the audience would pick which two-minute sketch was to be performed next, and some of them required an audience member to participate, or even for the whole audience to do things. My favourite part was when Tom kissed that actor guy for an american dollar. I hope I can con my mom into going to the plays tonight.

Today is my mommy's birthday! I got her a present and a card. We're going to go eat at a fancy restaurant tonight. It's going to be fun. I will now stop writing like in a children's book. Yeah, the restaurant is called Da Toni and, as you might have guessed, it's italian. The pizzas are great. Unfortunately, I have to miss band practice for this, but I think everybody will understand.

I had a photo-shoot dealy with JenandAlex and Josee yesterday. Jo and I got all dressed up, and then had Jen take pictures of us in various poses. I might post a few of them after their developped, depending on how well they're going to turn out. The dominatrix ones are particularly scary. Well, at least there's one where I'm running Jo through with a katana and she's dressed like an ice-fairy... Heehee! That one makes me laugh. They're all sort of sexyish... and some of them are very lesbianish... Well, you'll see eventually, possibly in a month or so.

Must shower!

Big news: Jonah and I are officially back together! I'm deliriously happy. I may start dancing right now. That would make it hard, however, to type. Anyway, it all started last night when he called me up and said that he missed me and that he'd be at the party at Ryan's that evening. Anyway, band practice happened, an orgasmically good jazz concert happened, and then I went to the party. It was awkward at first because I hadn't seen Jonah for a week and a half, but we got talking and I ended up going to his place and sleeping over. You can guess the rest.

In other news, my math teacher didn't show up again yesterday, for the third day this semester. This isn't good because I have two classes with him and I've already missed two of one and three of the other. I'm especially worried about Calculus III because I'm taking the prerequisite course right now, but nobody informed me that I needed it before. Ah well, I'll drown.

Besides that, nothing much has happened. I have tons of homework for my English class for some reason, and my other classes aren't exactly letting me off easy either. And to think that I was looking forward to school! Actually, I wasn't really... But at least this is my last semester! Woot!

Because Sam posted his tutorialized and photoshopped eye, I will too.

Mine's better...

Anywho... I don't know how the situation with Jonah is because I've avoided calling him. People tell me he needs time and that he'd call me when he wanted to, which he did today. Up until this point I've been going between this fake happy crap and total breakdown, but the latter is only when I'm left to think too long. Anyway, he called this afternoon and I got the message and called him, all this being superfluous information that I felt like telling anyway, and we chitchatted about his job, which he seems to be enjoying. Everything was fine until I accidentally, out of habit, said "I love you" as we were about to hang up. He seemed surprisedish and said some sort of distant and awkward "I love you" thing and hung up. I don't know what to think. I may have screwed things up.

I'm going to call him again tomorrow after supper, so all of you who are waiting patiently for the end of this melodrama will have to wait until at least then. Wow, like anybody cares about this stuff anyway, but it feels good to get it off my chest. So there... *sticks out tongue*

Moving on, I had a long and exausting day today... class, karate, band practice and then swimming. I'm so pooped! I think I've got to get into better shape. At least I'll be able to take karate twice a week now due to different scheduling this semester... That should help. Anyway, I'm rambling, and that's not good in most cases. So, I will bid you all good night!

First of all, you might have noticed that I've been fooling around with my blog template and made it purple among other things. I've been trying to figure out which part of the code makes the colour for my blog description (in brown) so that I can change it, but if someone knows where it is, please tell me.

Moving on... I'm a little bit sad/confused/frustrated because Jonah told me today that he wants us to have a trial separation for a little while. I agreed, reluctantly, because I couldn't really force him not to. The reasoning behind this is rather complicated, but the gist of it is that there are things about me that he doesn't like and can't cope with, and he wants to see how happy he'd be alone. My biggest fear is that he'll decide that he'd rather not be in a couple with me, thus ending our relationship permanently. In the meantime, we're going to be friends, but I'm single until we decide to get together again, whenever and if ever that may be.

In other news, I started school today and it was fun... I only had two classes, and they were pretty easy. My computer class seems fun enough and linear algebra doesn't look too hard, I hope anyway. Tomorrow I have an 8:30 class, calculus 3, and then I have experimental physics until 2:00. I have a pretty good schedule, with a maximum of three classes a day, and only two days with 8:30 classes. This is an improvement over previous semesters when I started at 8:30 every day, and had five classes on some days. Hourray for only having five courses! Of course, I've joined the choir too, which might be more work, but this should all be good.

I really shouldn't be writing right now. I'm tired, sad, mildly angry, and rather depressed. I barely slept last night and nothing at all has been going well since last night, when I fell asleep at Ian's and everybody (that's Jonah and my parents) was worried about where I was because I hadn't called. Then, I slept at Jonah's, or didn't sleep as was the case, and was grumpy this morning. Then, Jonah complained that I was acting childish because I was, but that was only because I was tired, so I tried to hold it all in, but I couldn't do that, so I've been crying ever since I got home. Hourra! Anyway, about the apologizing part. I want to say sorry to everyone I hang out with for acting like a three-year-old all the time, and I want to say sorry to Jonah and my parents, and anyone else I've forgotten to call over time and gotten worried/annoyed/angry. I'm a terrible person, so sue me. No wait, don't... I'm broke. But seriously, I'm going to do my best to fix all that.

Anyway, enough mindless complaining on my part. I'm starting school in a couple of days, and though I haven't done anything that I was planning to do this holiday, including applying for university, I'm sort of looking forward to it. It'll put a little bit of stress into my life, prevent me from thinking too much about my feelings. I guess this holiday wasn't a total loss. I read three books, drew a lot of stuff for the Doppler world, did a bit of writing, learned html... But I think it's time to be doing something else now.

Well, that's all. Sorry about the depressing/boring nature of this entry but I wrote it, so there. I hope everybody makes the best of this new year, as I plan to do.

I first encountered Patrick Moore about a year ago when Chris showed me a cartoon from a very cool site called weebls stuff, Patrick Moore Plays the Xylophone. I thought it was funny, cute, and all that entertaining stuff, but I really didn't give it any more thought. This summer, however, I was perusing the shelves of our local used bookstore, Black Cat Books, when I came across a copy of Can You Speak Venusian? by, you guessed it, Patrick Moore, and written in 1972.

I thought that this was the coolest thing in the world, as I'd had no previous concept of who this Patrick Moore character might be, exept for a funny old fat man who played the xylophone and had something to do with astronomy. I proceeded to buy and carry this book around, displaying it to whomever might be interested, but without much success. I guess I was showing it to all the wrong people.

Anyway, just recently, I finally finished reading the book, and it was entertaining indeed. He talks about the "independent thinker", or what I would normally refer to as someone who doesn't know heads or tails about science. At any rate, every subject, from a flat earth to Atlantis, from astrology to the end of the world was discussed. He has a delightfully conversational style of writing, and manages to respect the independent thinkers' ideas while still maintaining his own integrity. It was a quick and fun read, and I'd recommend it to anyone.

After further research, I discovered that Patrick Moore is actually quite a character, being an avid astronomer who did lots of work with Moon charts, an interesting television personality, with a show called The Sky At Night where he interviews various astronomer types, as well as a skilled cricket player, and, yes, a talented xylophone player. You can find his short biography here.

To sum up, here are some interesting quotes that might make you laugh, and because I can, I'll scan the cover of the book for your infinite enjoyment.

At my age I do what Mark Twain did. I get my daily paper, look at the obituaries page and if I'm not there I carry on as usual.

I'm only a four-dimensional creature. Haven't got a clue how to visualise infinity. Even Einstein hadn't. I know because I asked him.

Wow. I'm tired. At least it's not as bad as earlier this morning, when I had a headache the size of Toronto. Last night, I went to a kick-ass New Year's Party at Ryan's new appartment. It wasn't a very big gathering, but a lot of cool people were there and so it was much fun. We played Pyramids, a drinking card game, and Chris kept trying to steal my Kaluha and milk. After Jonah had to "ride the bus" a couple of times, he decided that he was going to pass out and walked home. This made me a little bit sad, as I'd been hoping to spend New Year's with him and had gone to this particular party because that's the one he'd wanted to go to. I eventually got over it though. When midnight came, we all had a cheer, and I finished off my Kaluha bottle. People slowly started leaving, and by 12:30, just Tom, Chris, Ryan and I were left. We played improv games until about 2:00, then, I eventually left, after Ryan had gone to bed. 'Twas much fun, considering that until about 3:00 that afternoon, I'd thought that we were going to have a quiet New Year's with my parents. In fact, there was much confusion as to where I'd be spending New Year's, as I'd been invited to about four parties... but it all worked out in the end. Hourra!