absolutum dominium

...but i'm getting ahead of myself. it's currently 12.48am. just got back frm wreck beach 20 min ago, had a shower, and am waiting for my laundry to dry.

anyway today was... well. it started out ok enough. hot like *hell* coz they turned up the fucking heaters and i woke up perspiring underneath my comforter. so assuming tt today was a nice fine warm day, i walked out of my house in my t-shirt and jeans, happily ready for my scrambled eggs, bacon and pancakes breakfast (yes. i have tt every morning, thank you). and bam! i got hit by this solid blast of icy air.

turns out it was *raining* this morning and it was fucking cold. my god.

but my inter-cultural dispute resolution class was fun. my tutor just asked us questions about what we considered legal culture, how it was different from other so-called cultures, what was up with the whole 'intellectualism'/'rationality'/'emotional detachment' type frameworks tt lawyers and lawyers-to-be operated in and how this made us elitist and out-of-touch with the so-called ground. and we couldn't do any readings today coz the book tt she wrote tt we were supposed to get for this class... wasn't in yet! (in fact, i only got my shipment this afternoon when i came back from class)

and ooh. we ended one whole hour early coz she needed to catch a plane to new york and the flight was pushed forward. how cool is tt?

collected my advanced crim law notes, which was so thick i needed to get a 2" thick folder from the bookstore. then it was off to the sub (student union building) for lunch. i have a cookie and nanaimo bar addiction. in addition to my hot chocolate addiction. this is so not good for my ever-expanding waistline.

had psychology at 1pm. after tt i was supposed to join the s'poreans ice-skating, but with all my barang barang i was feeling really lazy, so in the end i came back to my room to try to do some reading. yes, i am *so* backdated on my reading. i have so much to read and i've done precisely fuck. well. instead of doing my reading, i went to read the economist, channelnewsasia.com and news.bbc.co.uk online.

and then i went for a run. oh, decided to attempt the campus this time. slow jog just to time how long it will take. entire campus route spanning north west marine drive, turning up at chancellor boulevard to wesbrook mall, all the way down to west 16th avenue, and back down south west marine drive to totem, takes approx 50 min. tt's actually not too bad considering i thought tt ubc is 2 times the size of nus. maybe i was wrong. or maybe it's coz ubc is so flat there are no pesky nuh or pgp hills to cheong up.

anyway it was pretty amazing. it got a bit congested at wesbrook/uni boulevard where most of the ubc students were congregating, but once you got past tt it was your way all the way. and oh man, the squirrels here are as common as the insects in singapore. you see them everywhere. and as i was running past the football field, there was a whole flock of wild geese just nesting on the grass, completely oblivious to me.

there's a magical feel almost, to fall. the rain is dreary and it's cold and you can feel miserable, but the way things just go from green to reds and yellows and browns, there's just something romantic in tt. and when i plug in my mp3 player and i hear breathe's 'hands to heaven', somehow i'm just reminded of tt night when he and i were driving in his car, and how he was talking to me tanjong beach in sentosa and it was 1.30am and no one else was around, and how i could just lean into him and forget tt the rest of the world existed.

i miss him.

came back in time for dinner. then jackie was like, "hey! carlie from our floor's playing tonight!" female ice hockey game. the ubc thunderbirds (tt's the varsity team name) vs. some... i don't know... some visiting team.

so i was like, "all right! first ice hockey game!"

so it was the 5 of us, me, jackie, diane, katie (this hot san fran girl from my floor who's really really loud but incredibly funny, and also reminds me physically of barbie) and 2 guys from 1st floor, mike and sam. and i was so excited (as was katie - her first ice hockey game too!), and boy, after seeing the amount of action at tt ice hockey match, i *so* want to catch a real hockey match live! like the vancouver canucks vs. whoever else at the nhl! oh man. no wonder hockey's the national sport here! it is oh so exciting. and to think tt you not only can ice-skate, but really keep your own balance and control the puck when you play. it's so impressive!

but boy, it was *so cold* at the ice hockey rink. i was wearing this huge sweater and my fingers were still frozen. boy. even the outside was warmer than the rink itself! haha. and then when we came back i was deciding whether or not to join tonight's house party (we have house parties every fri and sat coz tt's when quiet time's at 1am and not at 9pm as per other days), and i decided to do my laundry coz i was out of sports bras!

and jackie caught me as i was coming up from the laundromat, and she was like "oh no you don't. you're coming tonight."

so yeah. 8-something pm at night and a bunch of us are trooping down this totally dark road (no street lamps) and down a really long flight of 400 stairs in pit darkness, trying to find our way to 'the party' at wreck beach.

fortunately, the guys had already started the bonfire by the time we got there. and oh yeah, they'd started drinking way earlier, so by the time we got there a lot of the people were half-sloshed.

i stayed totally sobre coz i didn't make myself any drinks and i didn't do more than take sips of mixed vodkas or beers, but man, some of them got really wasted! and the topics tt were talked about when drunk! it was hilarious. and i got picked up (not figuratively speaking, but literally picked off my feet and swung around on someone's shoulder) twice! by 2 diff guys! first time it was coz me and 2 other girls had bet with this guy foster (who looks like abraham lincoln coz he has this ugly beard. which is a waste coz clean-shaven he looks damn hot) tt we could carry him - and we did. so in return he grabbed my hand, threw me onto his shoulders, and gave me a panoramic view of the beach before i could protest. and then the second time, i was talking to steve with another bunch of girls, and i was complaining tt it wasn't fair coz steve is 6'6" and i'm only 5'1"(???) and then he said something like "i can give you a taste of how it's like to be 6'6"" and he just lifted me up like i weighed nothing. these guys are strong. woah.

and then me and 3 other girls felt like wetting our feet in the ocean, so we took off our shoes and ran into the water. and one of the girls hilary, dropped her pack of cigarettes and her lighter in the process, and she couldn't smoke at all after tt coz everything was wet and wouldn't light. and oh man, the water was so so so so cold!!! but it was a trip. the night was cold but the fire was really big and it was so nice and comfy and warm in front of it, and everyone was just getting sloshed and talking (nonsense) to each other.

but the downside was tt some of the guys in my house do weed. and shrooms. and at wreck beach on a fri night, there's no one around. you can do pretty much the fuck you want. it's one thing to have people so fuckng wasted they're just stumbling around, or into each other or onto each other (or even having guys grab girls' boobs or vice versa coz they're drunk and um... uninhibited), but it's quite another to have guys so zoned out on weed and shrooms and booze tt they just pass out in the sand. in fact, we almost thought tt one of the guys was dead coz he just wouldn't react to any stimuli, and one guy had actually contemplated doing mouth-to-mouth resuscitation (yuck. imagine all the crap tt he has in his system). and then there was these bunch of hippies tt had started a smaller bonfire near to us had actually come over trying to sell us stuff (aka. weed and shrooms). and tt's when it started to get a bit too much for me.

it's one thing to be around drunk people. but no fucking way do i want to be around if someone dies.

so me and this other girl katie (another katie from vancouver island) decide tt we'll leave early. my god, the 400 steps back up is such a killer. even when you're sobre, you cannot go up without feeling incredibly breathless. it's such a torture! and to think last sun i told myself i would never come down for another 2 months at least! yeesh. but well, at least we had a flashlight and we were sobre.

i wonder how the drunks are going to make it back up. but yeah, as you can see, the guys here are all crazy.

so now, am back in my room. waiting for my laundry to dry. still. just talked to my baby after his long night of work. lack of sleep makes one act crazy. tomorrow i'm going to try to get out of this place to avoid whatever else nonsense my house is going to come up with during the weekend.