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I'm pretty late on this, but a few weeks ago, I started watching 'It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia' online. I caught an episode sometime in 2008 and thought it was really funny, but never caught it again. Then I started hearing a lot of hype about it, and did a lot of catching up online.
Anyway, if you get a chance, watch it. I haven't seen anything this funny since South Park. You'll laugh your ass off.

Embarrassing

In the labs, where the hands-on portion of classes happen, we work with old frames; ones I would unashamedly steal if they weren't so bent or warped from tweaking over the years.
The embarrassing thing is that there have been numerous instances (including today) where my classmates and/or teachers have mistakenly thought I'm wearing the class frames, when I'm really wearing my own.

The Great Job Hunt of 2009

The job hunt officially begins today. It actually started a little earlier, but they should be considered half-assed attempts at best. And the only reason it's officially begun now and not earlier is because the panic has finally set in.

See, my program requires that I work during the summer at an optical store as part of my practicum (call me immature, but I find that word giggleworthy). I have to complete 200 hours of work between the end of the spring semester and the beginning of my second year. We're responsible for getting our own jobs, although the college has been posting open positions by stores looking for student opticians. I've been lazy because I kept thinking "There will be no shortage of stores looking for student opticians". God knows why I thought that.
The panic didn't really set in until today, when I checked the bulletin board today to find that the majority of postings have been taken down. What few openings are left are in cities like Brampton and Mississauga. I had one lead that I hadn't applied to; I called it as soon as I got home only to find out that the position was already filled.
It's the second week of March now. School ends somewhere in April. So now, without the luxury of the school helping me (which I should have taken advantage of way earlier), I'm left to my own devices to find a rather specific job. I'm kind of fucked. If I'm desperate enough, I might just beg my optician cousin in Peterborough to take me in.

Oh, and I'm really broke ($19 in my bank account, not even enough to pull out a $20 out of the ATM), so I guess that's another good reason to get off my ass.

Reading Week

Plans for tomorrow got scrapped. I'm antisocial enough to be glad I don't have to talk to people that I've hastily decided that I don't like. In its place is another plan, where one of them decided it'd be really social to go clubbing.
Clubbing can suck it.

Reading Week has been a waste so far. But for once, I can blame it on the temperature rather than my own laziness. I had nothing to do, so I made a stencil. I ended up having to spray it on one of my school binders because I needed a black background and I don't have any black spray paint.

...May made me post it!

Also, I've been watching episodes of 'Superjail!'. If you get a chance to watch it, do so. If you want to heighten the experience, get baked before you watch it (not that I would know, but it sure seems like a good idea). It's a blast.

Reading Week Plans

The more time I spend at school, the more I wonder what's wrong with me. I can't seem to make friends. Aside from The Twins, I don't speak to anyone. Mostly because I can't stand the majority of the people in my program. The thing is, I was never really this antisocial. So I've narrowed what's wrong with me to 3 possibilities:

1) I've become an asshole who's quick to judge people somewhere these past few years. I've pegged a few people as either stupid or an asshole based on their conversations I've overheard or remarks they've made in class. Maybe they're actually really decent people.

2) Maybe I've become really picky about who I'm friends with. I have more friends now than I've ever had in my life, so I'm not as desperate to befriend just anyone. I certainly wasn't this discriminating when I was younger. Being nice to me was enough for me to like you.

3) Or maybe some of these people really are as unbearable as I think they are.

I mention this because this coming Wednesday, I'll be hanging out with some of these people. The Twins had suggested the idea of hanging out on Reading Week (which starts tomorrow for me). Being the narcissistic prick I am, I thought they wanted to hang out with just me, so I jumped at the chance.
Then I found out they meant hanging out with others in the program; some of whom are okay and some of whom are the aforementioned stupid people/assholes. The plan is to watch 'Slumdog Millionaire' and then go for dinner. So it's like a standard date, only instead of it being a romantic evening with a person I like, it's a platonic evening with two identical girls that I have the hots for and a bunch of people I don't speak to (despite seeing them every day in class).
I hope for my sake that I'll discover some of these people are actually really great and that my hunch that I'm a judgmental asshole is proven true.