Bags and School

Foolishly, I drank an energy drink at 9 this evening so I’m a little buzzed, a little anxious right now. I’ll spit something out before I crash for the night.

I like talking about school. You may not like reading about school. That is fine, because me neither. We share a bond in regards to how such an evil place like that can cause so much inconvenience in our lives. I can already tell that I will not enjoy this entry as much as the others, nor would I think this is something I’d be particularly proud of. But I fucking hate the place. Maybe it’s because I’m actually caring about my grades this semester and things aren’t going so well in that regard, or maybe it’s because I’m lost in the crowd, my friends are either not there when I’m there and the loneliness is killing me.

Yeah, it’s going to be one of those posts.

I started thinking about graduation a few days ago, wondering when I’d get the fuck out of that place. Everywhere I go my friends seem like they’re nearing graduation already. On the flip side, some of my other friends are entering college life for the first time, and the idea of me graduating with them when all is said and done is scary, because I never envisioned I’d spend such a substantial part of my youth in school. Shit, if you’d ask me four years ago, I’d thought this semester was my last.

But at the same time, all that bullshit that they told you about college, how when you left high school it was the real world for us. We’d be eaten alive, the merciless would prey on us and upon leaving the vault it was nothing more than a wasteland – didn’t understand that? It was a Fallout reference.


It was supposed to be a dog eat dog world out there. It isn’t. In a way, I’m still being kept on a leash, kept back from certain realities. My profs, even though it’s scaled back dramatically, still baby me. It’s ironic, how a place that’s caused me so much grief is what’s keeping me back from what I would hate even more. I guess I’m scared. Or maybe I just need that summer vacation to come sooner rather than later.

I saw the gnarliest bag this evening. It’s something that I’ll never buy because I see it more as a novelty than anything. Parading around town with this thing, I don’t know what people would think about me. Plus it looks a little awkward, but I’m sure with the price you’re supposedly paying for this thing it should at least fulfill some of that requirement. But regardless, it’s dope I tell you.



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Posted: February 20th, 2009
Categories: Fashion and Art, School
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Comments: 12 Comments.
Comment from Sam - February 20, 2009 at 11:44 AM

I wish I saw you at school, I never see anyone at school except for people in my classes. Once I saw Meghan on the 145 since we were sitting only 2 seats apart but we didn’t even notice it until we got to Production Way and that only happened because I got out of class early and she got out of class late. And don’t worry about graduation, I will be done my bachelor’s soon but it will take me a while to get into and then finish PDP so I too will be at SFU forever…

Comment from sammie - February 20, 2009 at 9:01 PM

i wont graduate for like three years to get my bachelors and im the only person left at langara.
the feeling comes and goes; the more times it goes, the easier it gets.
when you feel lonely at school, text me because i have not removed you from my my10 even though i rarely text/call you.

Comment from sammie - February 20, 2009 at 11:43 PM

i forgot to mention that you drinking a red bull at 9am reminded me of phil drinking three coffees from 9-10am. i love my friends.

Comment from c - February 21, 2009 at 12:44 AM

I am lonely at school too! I still have a year (maybe more) to go. Damn SFU! It would be pretty sweet if one could study 2 courses each semester and grad in 4 years! I’d make me like school more.

The bag looks awkward I will agree. I’m glad you don’t plan on getting it!

Comment from Meghan - February 21, 2009 at 2:15 PM

Dude, I have probably 2+ years to go … I only take 3 classes per semester and I don’t take summer semester!! Plus I want to do co-op too …

I’m going to my “cabin” this year … again…

Comment from Matt - February 21, 2009 at 2:19 PM

@Sam: my oh my, i forgot about your pdp program.
@sammie: i’ll probably graduate the same time as you then haha
@c: 2 per semester would be sweet, though at the same time I wouldn’t like the idea of staying in school past my mid 20s
@Meghan: ALASKAA!

Comment from Jamie - February 25, 2009 at 6:08 PM

Sorry I didn’t reply to your post earlier, although I read it I have been too busy with the drudgery that is S.F. mother licking U. I must say school makes us all feel like that awful chipmunk chorus of “Lonely” by Akon *tears.* You’ll be fine Matt-tay, there’s no hurry to graduate in an economy this terrible.
Now I will tell you an off-topic story because you might or might not enjoy it being a sports fan. I just checked out my outlook and I got an email from the Hockey Times. This freaks me out as I hate hockey and I have no idea how they got my email? AHH! Are they trying to brain wash?

Comment from Matt - February 25, 2009 at 11:20 PM

they’ve found you jamie!
anyways, why do you not like hockey? it’s our past time!

Comment from Jamie - February 26, 2009 at 8:40 AM

Haha. Don’t even get me started on why I hate hockey – I won’t shut up. In short hockey players are troglodytes and goons with a bizarre code of ethics where its okay to almost kill someone Bertuzi style, but not okay to crack a distasteful joke. I don’t get it. The only player I like is Sean Avery as he appears to have a brain, is an international bad ass, and plays with Barbies.

Comment from Jamie - February 26, 2009 at 8:41 AM

Oh and I forgot to tell you – I finally heard the Subways. I just realized they are the band that plays in RocknRolla. Good stuff.

Comment from Matt - February 26, 2009 at 9:13 PM

my friend, the subways are dope and i am glad you have experienced this richness in sound.

you see the evil side of hockey, i guess some purists would disagree with you and say that’s not all hockey’s about, but i can see where you’re going from that angle. the problem i have with hockey is that these people have no personalities at all… with the exception of ovechkin – <3
there needs to be more trash talking and personality in that game.

Comment from Jamie - February 27, 2009 at 7:09 PM

True dat, Matt, double true. I believe the NHL needs to replace the mindless physical fights with skillful Yo Mama jokes. I think most players have had too many brain injuries to string together a coherent thought though. I also must add that I hate how they call each other “brothers on ice” – barf. I will say, however, your Ovechkin gets bonus cool points for being Russian.