The Last Post!

Today is the last day of this blog contest! This calls for a celebration ... which will consist of me commemorating it with a post. This is, indeed, more of a celebration than it would seem, simply beacuse of the fact that it is in the middle of exam time. Writing a blog is a luxury. I sit around reading Jaques Derrida - an infamously convoluted literary theorist - and decide to take a break to write a blog. It's fantastic.

On a related note, to end with, in the spirit of exam time, I have a little story to tell. It's a cautionary tale, although it did have one positive result. My roommate and a friend decided to go down a hill on a grocery cart a little over a week ago (while both of them were completely sober - these are just things they like to do for fun), with the end result being an incredibly serious concussion for my roommate, because of which he had no memory of the past 2 months, was hospitalized for 2 days, and as of yesterday still only had a memory of about 5 minutes before he started re-looping (that's basically like the memory of a goldfish. I believe theirs is 2 minutes). So word to the wise is ... wear a helmet. As my roommate says, at least it was epic. However, he now has a doctor's note which exempts him from all exams! I'm a little jealous, okay a lot, but then I see the aftereffects and decide it's not worth it. He concurs. In comparison with losing a large portion of memory for two weeks and getting nauseous for no apparent reason on a regular basis, exams don't seem quite as bad. So! Let that be motivation for you! It could be worse!

Good bye and good luck!

Random Fact Dorks

Random fact:
If you do not eat enough iron for an extended period of time, it affects your tongue. For example, the hairs on your tongue can start to come off in little patches. Yes! Your tongue has hairs! It's generally not noticeable until they start to fall off though ... and for those of you who are interested, yes, I know from experience. I would post pictures, but it was too weird and also too embarassing to take a picture. But take note, for those of you who enjoy random trivia!

HP Dork

Shout out to all the Harry Potter geeks of Nip! If you have not yet watched "A Very Potter Musical," I suggest you hit it up. It can be found on youtube. A highschool student in an arts school wrote it and another wrote the music. It's a quite impressive fan fiction endeavour, and is a great distraction from studying. My favourite character is Malfoy. He is played by a girl and she is fantastic in the role. Makes me laugh every time, but that might be because I'm an HP Dork. Check it out!

Vampire Dork

SPOILER ALERT! This post has nothing to do with the Twilight series. It is not even worth bringing into comment. Aside from this ironic statement in which I mention it to indicate I refuse to mention it.

I have a confession: I have recently watched an unnatural amount of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I'm on the 7th season, and I didn't even really like the first. However, I don't have cable because I'm too cheap and I want some mindless television in the background as I do certain homework, essay writing, and note-making for exams. So I have two little Buffy anecdotes to share.

1) two nights ago I had a dream. I'm going to argue against Freud's theory of manifest and latent content in this one, as my fears were pretty clear. In it Buffy and her Scoobies are researching some form of demon and decypher a passage that will help them. Zander says "Who is Althusser, and why is he so gosh-darn cryptic when he writes?" Then I step in and say "Louis Althusser. Literary theorist" and then I become the expert, but I can't decypher anything and have a panic moment where I yell "What is going to happen on the exam!!??!!"

2) [This one could also be influenced by my current reading of Dracula for another exam] I came to the conclusion today that one of my classes is a vampire. Studying for this exam is slowly draining the life out of me; it initially seduced me in the first three classes (back in September) and then began said drainage; and I have two red bumps on my neck that I had initially assumed were pimples of some form, but putting together all the connections have come to the realisation that I must dispell this myth and burn my notes to purge me from the evil contained in the binder! [more effective than stabbing it with a wooden stake ... also I'm too weak]. Think that's better than a "dog ate my homework" excuse?

90s Fashion Dorks

Over the past 2 days I have made some interesting fashion observations, which I care to share.

1. Yesterday I saw a young woman wearing Duckies. Yes, Duckies. For those of you who don't remember, these were a staple in my childhood - a form of ankle-height rubber boots, usually with "laces," which were included moreso to make them seem semi-fashionable than to serve any functional purpose.

2. This morning I witnessed a man walking through the Nipissing halls donning black leather pants.

3. While travelling on the bus I saw a woman wearing glasses with large circular rims.

Out of context, these observations most likely seem like fashion "faux-pas." However, each of these people impressed me. They pulled it off. That's saying something, especially with the Duckies. It makes me wonder if the 90s are coming back because of all these witnessed revivals in such a short period of time. However, if much more of 90s fashion does return, I might be psychologically damaged. Case in point: As I was writing this, a woman came to the computer beside me with the Spice Girls blasting out of her headphones.

Dorky Habits

You ever notice those irriating little things that shouldn't get under your skin, but irk you nonetheless? During these stressful essay/exam times, these things tend to get under our skin more easily, like a bug just crawling and creeping, that person in class who half raises his hand while the professor is talking so often that it looks like he just keeps waving at someone at the other side of the class, the one who clicks her tongue, licks his lips just a little too often, taps his foot, has a little too much to say because she actually found time to do the readings while you were up until 3 am just finishing your paper that was due last class.

It's always in times like these that we exaggerate the severity of the situation. One night I played guitar in my room until 1 am, put my guitar on its stand and immediately got internally and incredibly frustrated with the whispers coming through my wall because I wanted to sleep and stormed out of my room. By the time I made it upstairs I realised I was being an idiot and overreacting. This is what school stress does to us. But despite the fact that I know it's a overreaction, I could handle that girl in front of me during class when we're watching a movie closing her laptop so I'm not distracted by facebook.

Blogger Dork

I am going to be out of the ordinary and make a brief comment on my fellow blogger's blog (Kelly :)). Way back before reading week, we both had the notion of writing a blog on the library, considering this is the one place where both of us happen to meet each other and we are both library dorks. I refrained, because being a dork I had already mentioned the library and didn't want to get TOO redundant. Kelly wrote a good post, I enjoyed it. She wrote another today, about plaid shirts. I would like to say, for the record, I am a genuine plaid shirt wearer. That's right. Farmer, born and raised. I actually told my roommate the other day that I liked plaid before it was popular, but when I wore it in elementary school it wasnt quite as in fashion as it is now. I was called a geek/dork for it actually ... proof (not Cretien style) that the definition of geeks/dorks is being redefined! Embrace your inner dork! It's becoming popular! I also liked The Beatles before they came back ... I must be a trend setter. Cue the paparazzi and fan club!