Radio Active used to be so cool... but now it's stupid. Like System Crash. That used to be cool too. Stupid shows turning stupid. How come there isn't anything good on TV at 9:30? It seems like a good time to show good shows.

My vocabulary shrinks daily, in case you were wondering.

It's too hot. You know, it was funny when Pat Quinn accepted to Lady Byng award for Alex Mogilny. I hate that guy so much...

I have the Matlock theme song stuck in my head. I hate that guy so much... but I digress: In Computers, we're watching Antitrust. It's kind of cool, but kind of stupid at the same time. I guess it would make a lot of people say, "I'm looking at Bill Gates in an entirely new light", but not me. I wonder what Bill Gates got out of it, if he saw it.

If you haven't seen it, it's about this guy that's a lot like Bill Gates who wipes out all his competition to finish some weird network project, and there are these two genius programmer guys, and one of them is Chinese and the other is Ryan Phillippe. Ryan Phillippe goes to work with the guy that looks like Bill Gates and his corporation, because I guess he wants money. The Chinese guy, who is Ryan Phillippe's best friend, is killed by Bill Gates's hitmen because he gets ahead of him in programming and then he steals his code and frames the local racist guys.

Then Ryan Phillippe gets wise to everything, and he breaks into this computer and finds out that his wife works for Bill Gates and a whole bunch of other stuff. Then there's Rachael Leigh Cook and a whole bunch of stuff happens and they end up exposing Bill Gates and his evilness, using his own network. I don't know what happens after that.

This laptop is getting really hot. Perhaps it's time to go.

Look at me... I'm such a horrible person. I'm supposed to be working on an analysis of "Dream and Nightmare" in Alice's Adventures in Wonderland and Through the Looking-Glass. But here I am doing nothing. I'm very angry that I just can't do anything school-related anymore... this is part of a 30% summative! Supposed to be done weeks ago! I'm horrible.

Anyway, today was really easy - as in I didn't have to do much of anything. Our French teacher hasn't been at school for the past few classes, and today we had another sub and we were told that the oral part of the summative was cancelled... that's right, cancelled. Just like that. It's the strangest thing ever. I'm not arguing though.

Then I got called down to guidance because of a schedule conflict. So I've given up World History to the 16th Century (noooOOOOoo!) and taken in its place Religion (because Saja told me to) and I've given up Enriched Programming (meh) to keep French (yay!). The other two courses, then, are Anthropology (too much homework, apparently) and Open Programming (No! OPEN!). Next year better be good.

I uploaded my MIDI composition because I didn't want to work on English. You can listen to one of the worst pieces ever written by clicking right here. You would be advised to turn down your speakers so you don't scare anyone because it sounds so horrible. Also, take into consideration that the stupid demo program can't do breaks (e.g. after fermatas) so that makes it sound even worse. By the way, it's called "Assegnazione di Musica del Grado Dieci" (figure that out... without Babelfish) and it's a duet for Bb Clarinet and Trombone. (Haha, "sackbut".) It was a 32-bar assignment and I had to (yes, had to) stuff all those "movements" in there, so that's why each thing is so short.

Stupid school... only three more days and it's taking forever. HURRY UP so I can watch Sesame Street again.

Bah... you know they changed the Journey to Ernie thing? They used to show an old clip after each box that Big Bird finds, and one with Ernie when he finds Ernie, but now they just show one with Ernie at the end. >:(

I came back from a volunteer picnic... it was actually pretty fun. But now I'm bored.

I am supposed to do a history essay for Monday, with four book references. I have no books. I wish there was a better history teacher so I would be motivated to do history work.

My MIDI composition is finished. A horribly cheesy piece, it is also hilariously easy to play. However, it follows all the criteria. I don't want to play it, though.

My mind is strangely blank... I remember I had something I wanted to write, but I forget what it was. Wait, I remember now.

Firstly, for anyone who ever happens to find themselves on the 190 platform of the Scarborough Town Centre bus station, look up, towards the sign. There's a hanging piece of insulation that really looks like a dead animal. I mean, really. I almost ran away. But it's tinged with pink, which made me realise that it was insulation. Just thought everyone ought to know.

Secondly, people on bus platforms are evil. I always get to the platform first, because the bus always pulls away as I get off the other bus, whose platform is across from the other platform obviously to mock me by making me able to see the bus as it pulls away. Anyway, then I'm alone on the platform, and I can stake out a good spot to stand. I used to go for the back doors, but I'm finding that the front doors are better now. I digress: so I stand there, usually about a foot away from the edge of the platform, thinking about the great seat I'll get on the bus. But almost without fail, there will be people who see nothing wrong in standing right in front of you on the platform. With a foot of space. Firstly, why would anyone want to cramp themselves in one foot of space? And secondly, why do so many people do this to me? I never see anyone just cut off others like that.

Appendix to that rant: If there's a line of people on the platform, however messy or informal it may look, it is not good practice to cut in the front. If you do it, there's a good chance that many (like myself) are sending curses your way.

Bus platforms are good places to think, especially when you always miss the bus and have to take the late bus that takes five minutes to get from the beginning of the line at the Kennedy intersection to the Kennedy stop because of all the idiot drivers at Royal Bank that all come out at 4:00.

I am so bored... I've had nothing but summatives for the past week or two, and I still have a few more, but nothing due tomorrow (except some actual homework, but I think I'm past that now.) I still have to do my music composition, but I think I'm entitled to another day in the lab for it so I'm not going to really try. Every time I do, I just end up starting again from scratch. Tomorrow, we have a theory test, which I'm going to mess up... I'm really bad at music in general. I wonder why I took it this year.

I keep bringing myself down with these summatives. I could have used the weekend for worlds of good, but what did I do? Next to absolutely nothing. Concerned with school, that is. Otherwise, I'd say I was quite productive. My dad and I got the old tiles and the toilet out of the basement bathroom, and got the new floor and new toilet in. I was putting down the glue for the floor, but I used too much glue on the first half and didn't have enough for the second. It's not my fault, my dad kept saying I wasn't putting on enough, so I put on more. And there was none left. And so it has been published.

The new toilet is so cool! The old toilet was gross. I think it came with the house... when the house was built. Some 30-35 years ago. The old toilet was inefficient and wasted up to 30 litres of water per flush (I think that was the number.) The new toilet is cool and looks a little futuristic and uses only 6 litres per flush... and we got a rebate thing on it from the city because it saves water. And when you flush it, the tank turns over... it's so cool, you have to see it. I mean really cool. However, it saddens me that this is what amuses me these days.

In English, I pulled a six in the order for the Alice in Wonderland presentations! (That's a good thing, six is last.) Could my luck be turning around? I also got my Alice in Wonderland book from my Science teacher, whom I knew had it, because I could have sworn I left in with my Science book that day, and she had my Science book, so it only made sense that she had the Alice book too.

Wait, I'm still in school. That's not lucky.

Once, I wrote that I couldn't do any schoolwork on weekends because a) I cleansed my mind of school every Friday night, so I often forgot many homework assignments and b) I always leave schoolwork until Sunday night. Then, when I'm overwhelmed by the amount of work, I give up (or just do the little assignments.) This is all still true, but now I've decided that I can't do homework on weekdays either. I actually pushed myself this week, because of all the summatives, but I've got about the same amount of work done than if I didn't put effort into it and I'm more sleepy. Everyone says that summatives are better than exams, but I disagree. I guess I'm strange, exams never scared me that much.

This week is dragging by so slowly! It should have been Friday by Tuesday.

All the houses in my neighbourhood have green bins, but we don't. Even the burned house has one. >:(

I'm supposed to write a speech promoting a satirical "ultimate weapon". I've got a light-ray gun that fires a beam of light into the enemy's eyes, effectively stopping them in their tracks... yeah. It's just a flashlight.

I'm trying to do my essay outline for English, but it's just not happening and I accept that. A lot of people seem to be doing the Friday Five thing, and nonconformity is evil so here goes: (eh, it's Sunday... whatever)

1. What brand of toothpaste do you use?
Colgate. Just plain Colgate. It tastes nice and doesn't burn your tongue with overt mintiness.

2. What brand of toilet paper do you prefer?
I don't know... I should go check. Or I should get back to my homework. You tell me.

3. What brand(s) of shoes do you wear?
I don't remember, I bought them at Mark's Work Warehouse because they were marked down from $80 to $40... "Wind River" or something.

4. What brand of soda do you drink?
Most of them are just variations of the other ones, so all of them, except Pepsi Blue, Vanilla Coke, and any kind of root beer (if I want to drink toothpaste, I'll drink toothpaste.)

5. What brand of gum do you chew?
Hubba Bubba.

Wow, that was stupid. I wish I hadn't spent so much time on that.

I didn't have anything to do (except homework) so I just uploaded the pictures. I hope nobody's offended by this. Seriously, I'll take them down if anyone asks.

A normal day in the neighbourhood, right? Well, turn around and see...

... this.

Taken a few seconds after I got home, from inside my bedroom window (note the flowerpot - the orchid was in it at one point). Not a particularly good shot.

From the far corner of my backyard, behind the cherry tree. I didn't want to be noticed.

Taken from my living room window. The sakura tree is in the way.

The aftermath. Note police and yellow tape.

None of them are dramatic enough... I'll try to get pictures of the melted and curling plastic siding and the broken picture windows.

About those pictures... the reality is I'm just too lazy. I will, eventually. Don't worry. Actually, I was going to upload them Friday night, but the house caught fire again at 10 and I had to watch. Now all the trucks are gone, but there are two police cars that haven't moved for a while and there's yellow tape that says "Police line - do not cross" around it. And you can see the house is pretty much gutted.

In other news, I should be doing homework.

Last night, we had visitors and they had this two-year-old boy. My mom said that he had to play with me and my brother and he seemed kind of scared of us and kept running away. But he calmed down, and then he became engrossed with putting CD-ROMS and floppy disks in the computer and taking them out. He seemed to want to try every last one. Then he started pressing buttons, and when he hit the power button we decided that the computer room wasn't a good play roon. He also tried to draw on my tablet with a blue pencil crayon.

The guest/toy room was even better. He took all the toys and put them in a cardboard box that was there. In all, he was a strange little kid. And he didn't speak English or Tamil - if he did speak Tamil, I probably still wouldn't have known what he was saying, but at least I would have had a chance. He was cute.

So, I was leisurely walking home from the bus stop, vaguely anticipating planting some seeds in the garden before the rain came. Imagine my surprise when, turning onto my street, my eyes met two big pumper fire engines and two fire rescue trucks, a huge ladder, some police cars and a lot of people milling around my yard. Relief came when I noticed that the ladder was going into the house across the street - but then, what the heck had happened? My life is supposed to be fire resistant.

Nearing my house (I had to walk across my neighbour's yard because of the pumpers) it became clear that the house across the street - the "big white house", the "adopted kids house" - was burned. Really badly. Almost half the front is black. My brother, sister and mom, who were all already home, said that the firefighters had previously advised them to keep the doors closed for the smoke. I could think of nothing to do but grab my camera and get some good shots.

What can I say? Sensitivity isn't really my strong suit.

Anyway, they are some pretty good shots, and I had to sneak around (my own yard! how humiliating) to get them because I was thinking that if anyone saw, they would get mad. I made my brother follow me, and he was apprehensive too. I'm going to upload these pictures sometime tonight.

My mom just came in and said that they told her that it was the kids' room, something about the heater. Only their mom is here, all the kids and their dad have cleared out somewhere. I used to play with these kids! Until they got mean and threw a basketball in my brother's face.

Well, Colin Byrne the associate broker has, for the fourth time, put the picture of my house in his flyer thing, so here's my plan: sign his pithy e-mail address up for every online newspaper I come across. I'm looking for a snail mail address on his site too, so I can send him some real junk. You can do it too, because I think he deserves it.

Actually, you probably can't judge him without some background info. It's all on his site. Here are some excerpts: "Rated #1 dad by my 13 year old daughter" "Enjoys golf, baseball, boating, & the beach" "Spends more on advertising than anyone in my area" That's great, Byrne. You seem to switch between persons, doesn't he? It pains me.

Anyway, when I was walking home from the bus stop today, I was looking at the cars and, as I usually do when there's nothing else to pass the time, criticized each car that I passed. Usually on appearance. Suddenly, I began to wonder what the criteria were that I judged cars on. Noticing that there were some pretty set standards regarding colour, and that I really didn't have much respect for those with ugly cars, I decided that the world needed to know these things because the world needs my respect. The world doesn't know it, but it does.

Bad colors

White
I don't know why anyone buys a white car in the first place. Surely, most will agree that white cars are among the ugliest, no matter what.

"Silver", "Gold", etc.
These are out, in my opinion. For the past few years, everyone has seemed to be all over these matte, metallic-type colors. First of all, if you're getting silver or gold, insist on real silver or gold. A car that shiny would surely garner my attention. As they are currently, these colours are false and boring and I hate them.

Tan or camel or whatever the heck that is
I would group these with the faux gold and silver. If you have the power to, please stop this. These colours are dull and unimaginative. They're so unimaginative, I can't even think of anything to say about them.

Yellow
Ugh. Please, keep it in the races. Yellow car = headache. I don't understand how a person can bring themself to drive one. I, for one, will never trust a person in a yellow car, because a good percentage of the ones I've seen have almost killed me as well.

Green
People with green cars are just too... you know. A possible exception to this is dark green, which looks okay on minivans and tolerable on cars.

Purple
(shudder) Wait, maroon minivans are okay. But that's it. Purple should never even be considered as a possible car colour.

Orange
I don't know why I brought this up. I was just going through colours in my head and pictured this. It looks horrible, I'll tell you.

Turquoise... Aqua... Blue-green... Green-blue... whatever
I think we, as a society, should have grown out of this whole aquatic merperson-y phase by now. I'm running out of things to say, so I'll leave it at that.

Good colours

Black
Timeless, since the whole Model-T thing. You just can't go wrong here. If you can't make up your mind, just get black - even if black wasn't in your original choices. It's probably better that way.

Blue
Actually, you have to be a little careful here. Anything lighter than, say, navy blue and I think you're an idiot. Actually, just stick with the navy blue, and you should be fine. Old, retro-type cars can be lighter, though. Try a nice bright DeLorean.

Red
the ultimate car colour that ever was and ever will be. Any shade of red works on anything. I, for one, am looking forward to my dark red Ferrari Testarossa, and you should, too.

I spent way too long on that.

New-Skin liquid bandage is a very strange thing. It looks, smells and is applied exactly like nail polish. On your skin, it feels nail polish. I'm suspicious. However, there is apparently some alcohol in it, so it stings when you put it on. That's supposed to be a disinfectant or something. I'm thinking New-Skin = clear nail polish + rubbing alcohol.

The International Food Day thing on Friday was such a success... it was scary. I'm convinced the entire school came. Since it was raining, it was in the library - the entire school going through the library in large numbers. It was kind of surreal. I was supposed to wear my half-sari dress thing, (it's not supposed to be a half-sari, but the shawl is so big you can make it one) but there was no time, everyone was so busy.

I'm listening to "Today is Friday" by Nuclear Donkey. Nuclear Donkey was good back then. I had this song stuck in my head for a couple of years... Pat and Jenny were such better Zone hosts than "Sugar and Carlos". Especially Pat. But none can beat Phil and Paul. Actually, Phil and Snit. Snit scared me back then, though.

Now it's "Safety Dance" by the Men Without Hats. I've never known how to respond to this song. I mean, are they really being serious with this? Why on earth would you look at your hands while you were dancing?

I need to download some Proclaimers music. They're kind of scary and cool at the same time.

I'm so bored... I'm probably supposed to be working on summative assignments for school, but I haven't even checked my agenda yet. I don't want to go back to school... the weather's way too nice. They should wait for ugly, boring days to send us to school, and let us walk around on nice days. Then we'd get more excercise.

Bahahahahahaaa.... 4 individual hits from queensu.ca between 11:23 AM and 11:43 AM. You guys are sad. And you said you wouldn't have internet access... you liars.

School is wicked without people. In French, Saja knocked her desk over somehow and decided to sit in the overturned desk for as long as it took Mr. Kachur to notice. So, about 5 minutes later, Mr. Kachur looks in our direction, and we all think Saja's time is up. However, all he says is "Nadia, right around, right around." with the hand gestures. Needless to say, we're all in stitches. And he still doesn't notice, until he looks for what we're all laughing at.

In Science, we were making flags from construction paper for the multi-cultural luncheon thing on Friday. Nisa and I decided to show our Tamil pride and make a Sri Lanka flag, but that sword-holding lion is dang hard to draw. Nisa did it, though, and did it quite well. Loheetha aspired to make a flag for each country she had ever lived in and Saja was making her Middle Eastern rounds.

I have to do a writeup for my stupid karmamobile. I've taken to calling it that. This writeup was due last Wednesday... I'm losing my touch. I did the karmamobile itself, though. It's not my fault, I also had to do a fable for English and prepare a Civics presentation (I never thought I'd see the day when I'd have to put effort into Civics... actually, I didn't have to, since it's a stupid compulsory course that I only have to pass. That, however, is the thinking of something who isn't going to university, according to my dad. I think. I've never actually heard him say that, but I'm sure he would.)

Pascal is taking over my mind... I keep trying to write with writeln and brackets and quotes. Stupid computers.

No one is at school because everyone is at Queen's! Ha! We don't do anything in the gifted classes, because there's at most 4 people in them. In math, we were supposed to be just doing work, but Aartee and I played ghost, dots and SOS. Then we exchanged messages discussing who was going to die in CSI. I know now, because I searched for it on Google, which I regret. :(

Just to clarify, no, my grade ten classmates have not left for university. They're just crashing the place. Poor Queen's.

My sister thinks I'm doing homework and she wants to use this computer. I laugh at her in my head. Al this typing makes me look somewhat active.

Yeah! New layout! (cheering)

And this, my friends, is the product of one evening and one morning's work. Good layouts are always created spur-of-the-momently, for me.

I think it's just dandy. If it so pleases you, plese leave comments on this layout (or anything else) on the tagboard, way at the bottom of the other column.

I was going to show you a picture of "Karma Chameleon", the paper towel roll car (it isn't really a toilet paper roll, it just looks like one because I chopped the paper towel roll up) so here it is:

It's beautifully cheap. Looks even better with the big arrow on it (because if it goes the other way, it somehow turns) and "KARMA" and "CHAMELEON" written on the sides of the arrow.

I haven't actually done anything else this weekend (would have mowed the lawn, but it's wet outside) so I think I'll just stop typing now.

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Okay... I'll try to sum up everything in a few paragraphs. In the past, I've been very bad about this. Anyway, I'm Kala and this is my journal. I was born in Canada, my parents are Sri Lankan. I only speak English (and a little French) because I never learned Tamil, because I couldn't sit still long enough to. And I hated those classes.

I like web designing and editing/creating graphics and stuff... I made this, for example. I usually don't have much better to do, and when I do, I don't do it because it's usually not fun. Anyway, I've been web designing since '97 and doing graphics since '98. I'm relatively old on the Web - we had a Sportster 28.8 back in '94 - even though I myself am only 15. My pet peeves include laziness (I know, the hypocrisy), ignorance, career studies and TAP (aka TAG) (every high school student in Toronto knows what I'm talking about) and people who breath and/or eat loudly. The last two probably seem strange, but the moment you notice either one of them, they never go away. Ever. Sorry about that.

Favourites...
shows: ReBoot, CSI, ST:TNG (I'm a geek... but not a true trekkie), Chocolate with Jacques Torres
sailor soldier: saturn (reminiscing of days past)
colours: dark red and purple (ie Sailor Saturn colours)
subjects: science (yes, science), math
I can't think of anything else worth mentioning.

Oh yeah, my birthday's on December 2. I'm a Sagittarius, a rabbit, and my birthstone is cubic zircon or blue topaz or... I don't know, actually. December's stone changes from department store to department store. Britney Spears and Monica Seles stole my birthday, (even despite their being older than me) not vice versa.

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