May the intensity be with you

I sit here, nearly at the end of June, and with the traditional Midsommar festivities and the Summer Solstice on my back, reflecting on the month that has always brought me both extreme stress and intensity, but also relief and fulfilment: May.

Photo by Jengod. “The Brentwood Maypole tradition originated when Archer School for Girls was still the Eastern Star Home.” Wikimedia. 8 May 2012.

While you might think that the erection of a maypole is central to the chaos of the season, but no in fact this is not the reason. For many years, despite having danced around a few dozen maypoles in my life (with or without a certain frog dance), the month of May has always been a lot, and by a lot, I mean a lot. A maypole would be a walk in the park, but the ribbons surrounding it do represent a rather large amount of work, and so symbolically it’s very representative.

Photo by Lee Guan Wei Daniel. “OMM performs at the Yong Siew Toh Conservatory of Music Concert Hall in January 2009.” Wikimedia. 3 January 2009

First up, is the musical commitments. Whether it be ones I perform, or ones that I organise, May is filled with music and the end of term performances. This is mostly done to avoid the crunch of holidays that come in June, and the end of school terms. This year in particular, May 2nd and 3rd vexed me with an international music festival that required me to recruit, train, and get recordings of a new composition in less than 4 weeks. We even managed to perform it in front of the school, quite successfully I might add. Props to ya mama!

Then we move on to the worshiping of my own true religion, The Eurovision Song Contest. While most other religious observances happen for majorities of the world, this is the time for mine. Step aside Christmas, move to the left Thanksgiving, take a hike Diwali. With two weeks of rehearsals, a week of shows, and a lot of reviews, bopping around, dancing around, and worshiping the musical lineups to be had. It usually totals to about 10 hours of TV coverage through the semi-finals and final, but those who are long time readers of this blog know that I used to do reviews of Eurovision and Melodifestivalen, but that has long since stopped. My commitment to the cause of the European Broadcasting Company since the mid 90s has never waned. Who knows if I will pick up writing reviews again, but the memories of worshiping and fanboying Adam Svensson, Jonathan Fagerlund, Oscar Zia, or Edin Jusuframic , or any of the other worthwhile recipients of my affection, will forever be held in my heart, and in consequently on the pages of the internet.

Photo by David Mulder. “Grade book” Flickr. 24 November 2015.

Then comes the assessments, final exams, and marking, marking, and more marking. The life of a teacher really starts to pick up and tighten up in the month of May, and when you compound this with all the other stuff going on, it’s no wonder that sleep is lost. Whether it be the exams, or the comments required for final report card preparation, needless to say it’s a lot to do in a little amount of time. This year, with final grammar exams to torture my students and demonstrate how much more they need to focus in order to pass, the turnaround was very quick; almost too quick to manage. Despite this, I conquered.

Photo by Firkin. “Gemini drawing 6” OpenClipArt. 24 February 2017.

The only thing that I didn’t mange to fulfil was the deadline for ordering supplies. I was 1 day late, and I regret it a lot, but alas it got done. I welcomed June, despite the arrival of Gemini (which always tends to be rather fickle for us Cancerians), I managed to get to the end and conqueror the month of May. You might think it’s silly to think that the period of Gemini would cause some problems, and sure Gemini does get a lot of hate, but for me the hurt is real. Some people like to say May the Fourth be with you, but truth be told… Let the Force of May be Mine for the Taking. Begin copyright… ha!

Happy Hunger Games, or should I say, may the odds be ever in your favour!

On teamwork

If there is one thing that I am so irritated about this year, is teamwork. Teamwork in the most general sense and not even in a competitive way. It’s the whole aspect of individuals working together to achieve a common goal – whether it be in assignments, or sports, or social groups. After three months of straight teamwork, I’m quite tired of it and need a break.

Why do I say this? It’s because I put all my effort into making things work as a team, and to morally and emotionally support other members of the group, but then they don’t put any effort into it and as a result the team has to struggle through whatever they are doing.

So when I get frustrated about other people’s lack of involvement or lack of motivation, I believe it to be completely valid. Why even bother participating in a collaborative professional programme if you aren’t going to pull your weight or take things seriously? Why even bother to play team sports if you know that you aren’t going to play like a team member?

It bothers me to great lengths to reflect upon this and it comes to a point where I would limit myself in terms of social involvement as a result just to cut the negativity out of my life. And what bothers me the most is that it appears to be a specific age range or set of birth years that share this ineptitude, it makes me stereotype others and view things differently.

Anyone born in the 90s beware, I’m currently not impressed. And to the douche-bag that plays team sports and doesn’t play like a team member, get a life and grow up.

On a completely unrelated, I feel like I’m going through social déjà vu and things are just replaying over and over again from the past. The same social problems, and the same feeling that when I finish my studies again, I will not have any social vestiges from which to draw or rely upon.

April catch’up

Well this has been far too to be had; and as a result I’ve got a few posts that will all be backdated for when the events and such happend. There has been far too many a-thing going on in April to allow me to sit at my computer long enough, not even to respond to e-mails. It’s truely tragic, at it’s worst.

In any case, getting back to my postings which will commence with the activities of April. I have handed in the papers of death, which will no doubt allow me to pass, but pull my GPA down greatly. Does it bother me? No, not really because all I want to do is finish and get out of here. I’m not stressed at all, just tired of things here, and being alone all the time, despite living with people all the time.

I don’t have any examinations so I will be free as of… well today. I’ll be giving some tours, but that’s about it thankfully. I will make pocket-change for that, and then retire from that profession as a stare campus ambassador. Thankfully I will always have rave reviews from my employer, finally a referece that I can trust and have faiths in!

I’ve been hanging out with my music friends a lot lately, and going the music banquet because I have nothing better to do. I’m going to no doubt struggle through the rest of the month which will consisit of doing little chores that must be done like grad photos, paperwork, getting administration straigtened out, moving out, and loose ends.

Until next time!

Not impressed…

And now for the grand finalé as to why I’m not impressed at this very moment…

  1. My housemate has pink-eye and refuses to do anything about it; therefore making others suseptable to her illness
  2. I don’t have time or patience to be sick at this point
  3. I have too much to do tonight.
  4. My day:
    1. 08.00 -> Wake-up
    2. 08.30 – 12.30 -> Studying for quiz
    3. 12.30 – 13.30 -> Semi-lunch-bitchout in Conserv
    4. 13.30 – 14.30 -> Quiz and boring lecture
    5. 14.30 – 15.45 -> RCMP Background Check being delayed
    6. 16.00 – 17.10 -> Free time
    7. 17.30 – 18.30 -> Aerobics class
    8. 19.00 – 20.30 -> SAN Meeting
    9. 21.30 – God knows when: French circle meeting
  5. Someone’s using the washing machine on my fucking day.

Okay people; let’s get real for a minute. The only day and time that I have available to do my laundry is a 2 hour window today and when I come home it’s in use. I know it’s a girl, with lots of pink stuff, so that narrows it down; but seriously I don’t have any time. I have a meeting tomorrow all day, and tennis tournament all Sunday.

Like it or not, you don’t get your shit your day, cause I’m taking it. Don’t like it, lump it, cause I’m not a fucking pushover.

In other news, my Revolutionary Literature professor, is a stylish person. She had the nicest shoes on today; and it was casual Friday. What’s up with that?

Guillotine me!


First day of classes, and I have an 08.30 class that I need to go to and be bored in with people from other countries that can’t speak French nearly half as well as I can. They were easy, and all of the courses that I need to take are on Monday and Tuesday so tomorrow is going to be a bitch of a day (7 or so courses) from 8.30 in the morning until about 19.00 with about 1 hour of breaks inbetween.

My professors are nice, and I have a few books to buy thus far, but nothing seems too expensive, and eventually I will be able to figure it all out and not have to worry about random stuff all the time.

I went over to Crystal’s to borrow her internet again, and then went out to dinner to the Gallia resteraunt where I saw this really nice shirt, and I swore that I wanted to steal it from the guy. Crystal has serious issues with eating and doing other things like being in public places, so I was laughing mostly at her, plus the people next to us were laughing at her also becasue her attempt at French conversation was kind of funny. She probably understands more than she is able to get people to understand! Needs a little work, sadly.

Now I’m sitting in my room, while people across the courtyard are ‘partying’ in some Spanish guy’s room, and it looks like people have already asked him to shut up, but he has like 10 or so people in the room, and they look to be smoking and getting high and drinking which I’m sure will break some rules at some point. No matter, I’m just sitting here cleaning my room and trying to figure out a nice way to organize the way my room is, so that I make it look a little bit smaller than it is. I’m having those issues with space.

Also I got the forms for my internet today, so I can fill those out and hand them in tomorrow and wait 10 days until I get my connection finally. Won’t this be fun, but first I need to find / make an enveloppe.