Reading week

Completely wasted.

Dominion Death Day

Never work in the seafood department on the night of Valentine's day. Ridiculous. So many battles with lobsters.

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I suck

Looking at my old blogs, I came upon this entry from December 1, 2004:

My new term resolution
Can't keep working like this. I need to change my ways for next semester. Here's my plan:

-Go to every lecture/tutorial (excluding Thursdays)
-Do my academic reading regularly
-Sleep earlier
-Stop getting distracted so easily, like right now (exam tomorrow)



Now, February 7, 2006, I have yet to accomplish these.
And yes, I have an exam tomorrow.

Quotes pt. 4

MSN convo-

Me: so how are you?
CL: 19

......

Ping!

On Sunday night, I was called in to work from 6-10pm, during Super Bowl time. Though the guy denied it, I thought he called me in so he could watch the game. But no worries, it was only 4 hours.

Since my co-worker (the one the lady sneezed on) finished most of the tasks himself, I just had to clean everything up. For the first time, I had to wash down the glass shelves in the counters, where salads and scallops are usually placed. By this time I knew how much time it would take me to wash the trays and put away the fish, so I should finish well before 10. No problem, I told him.

By 9, I had already put away all the fish and cleaned up most of the trays. All I had left to do were cleaning the glass shelves and trays, and then wipe down the counters.

My friend from bakery dropped by, since she finished all she had to do, and we chatted.

"I'm so afraid I might break this," I said, pulling the heavy glass panes out of the counters. There were four of these, and I was told to wash them one by one, and then leave them to dry in a shopping cart. I was lifting the fourth one from the sink when it slipped through my fingers, and dropped about 2-3 inches back into the sink full of hot water + sanitation chemicals.

PING!

Well, there was a bit of "crash!" involved, too, if I remember correctly. The piece of glass was about half a centimetre thick, one foot wide and 4 foot long. The entire piece shattered in my hands. My co-worker and I looked at each other in silence.

Quotes Pt. 3

Don't look for "Quotes Pt. 1" or "Quotes Pt. 2" because they don't exist. But as you read on, you might figure out why I call this Pt. 3.

As this guy was about to leave, he messaged me on MSN:

____ says:
DIE!
____ says:
PEACE!
Jer says:
very hypocritical

And then minutes later, this guy messages me "nvm." out of nowhere. I said nothing to him, and he said nothing to me. What kind of greeting is this?

I know quite a few...social deviants.