Google Wants to Break Up With Me

Well… maybe.

I mean, we’ve had such a good relationship so far, and now….

Well.

Let’s just say I’m worried.

Today I’m in Ottawa, having taken a 6pm flight from Halifax, and I’ll be here for a few days before taking a train to Toronto.

Before my flight, though, I had to finish up packing, shower (By the way, if you’re going to be travelling, SHOWER BEFORE HAND. Sincerely, Someone Who May End Up Sitting Next To You In The Future), and I managed to finish that a little after 3.

I did Siobhan’s dishes since I had the time, and then looked up the best route to take to get to the Halifax Airport.

I put Siobhan’s street as the ‘from’ and got the address of Halifax’s Airport, clicked for the best route via busses since it would be cheaper, and…

Sorry, we don’t have transit schedule data for a trip from Siobhan’s Address, Halifax, NS to Bell Blvd, Enfield, NS B2T 1K2 at the time and date you specified.

Get driving directions from Siobhan’s Address, Halifax, NS toBell Blvd, Enfield, NS B2T 1K2.

… Sorry, what?

Google, what are you saying? There’s a bus route FROM Halifax Airport, I know that because I checked it out when I first got here, and now you’re saying there isn’t?

Wait.

Google…

…Are you Lying to me?

How…

How could you?

Google is a horrible Liar

Reversing the to/from did nothing as well, Google playing dumb with me (like THAT would work, really…), and I was getting frustrated.

I did get help from a different source, and took the bus part way there, but I still had to call a cab for the rest of the trip.

But really… How did I get to this point?

Is Google angry at me for some reason? Have we lost that spark that was once between us?

You know there are problems when lies are brought into a relationship…

Especially bold-faced OBVIOUS lies like that.

Anyone want to offer relationship advice?

...Because I'm not giving this up.

…Because I’m not giving this up, Google. You can learn to love me as much as I love you, right? Right.

On the Road again… Can’t Wait to get off the Road again…

Ottawa is awesome for a number of reasons.

Universty of Ottawa is also awesome for a number of reasons, but the reason I’m thinking of right now is that there are two reading weeks.

I am currently on the train, heading hoooome. It’s about a 5-6 hour drive from Ottawa to Toronto, it’s about a 5 hour train ride 😀

The reason why Ottawa has two reading weeks is because the people who run universities are looking at the stats and noticing that more and more students are committing suicide.

It is for this reason that you can only open your residence window so far, and also the starting point to the awesome idea that is an extra vacation time.

I got to the train station reeeeally early (leaves at 12:20, I got there at 11), and almost got onto the wrong bus to take me to the station…

Buses have a long history of trying to screw with my mind, and the instructions on Google Maps said to get onto the 95 bus heading to Orleans, and the sign on one bus said “95 Trans” with a smaller “Orleans” underneath it.

Thankfully I hesitated before getting on, and that told the bus driver that me getting on was Not To Be, and the next 95 bus said ONLY Orleans on it.

I then asked someone else with a suitcase where the Via Rail station was, they pointed to up a hill and across the street.

Ok.

I got my ticket from an automatic Kiosk thing, and then had to go to one of the people anyway because I didn’t know where to go with my two tickets.

Two Tickets?

Yes, apparently I have to go on this hell ride once more…

Aah… I can see Lake Ontario right now…

Or some other lake, but I’m not so great with geography either, so Lake Ontario it shall be.

Did you know that Via Rail has electrical plugs?

But only for the seat closest to a window.

My computer has…

0:32 minutes of power remaining.

Awkwardness is foiling me in asking the girl next to me if I can use one of the plugs, as well as the fact that I’m veeeerrrryyy close to Toronto now, and it would be ridiculous to plug it in for the last 20-30 minutes of train ride left. And no, I don’t trust my battery not to sudden;y decide that it has less minutes of power remaining in the middle of writing this, and I have saved this as a draft about 3x.

Today, everything is out to get me…

When I’m heading home, I am going to do like everyone else who got to the station early did, and put my bag in line while I wait.

I didn’t, and the line was wrapped around the station entirely.

And I didn’t get a window seat.

Something equally as horrible is likely to happen when I go to get my small suitcase and then try to find whatever car my mom is taking to pick me up in, because I love traveling in the sense that I like going new places.

I hate the actual travelling part, especially when I’m alone.

I’m alooone.

Look up all alone by Gorillaz. I’ll add a link later. (HERE)

Because the train is slowing, and I’m home.

🙂

(This wouldn’t load, so this is actually two days after I got back)

Classes Smashes (my social life)

Classes are another part of the everyday life of a student, minus the weekends 😀

I am one of the lucky few who has an additional day off, and even have it on a Tuesday. Yay for that, though i’s mainly an excuse for me to hang out in my room and hold off reviewing…

Fellow procrastinators, can I get a WOOT WOOT!?

Maybe later? oh, okay. 😀

Well, mainly this blog will be about what my schedule will be like this semester… as well as some things I’m noticing about those classes.

Monday:

  •  English Essay Writing = 2:30pm – 3:30pm
  •  Art History  = 7:00pm – 10:00pm

Tuesday is OFF

Wednesday:

  •  Critical Thinking  = 4:00pm – 5:00pm

Thursday:

  •  Painting  = 8:30am – Noon
  •  English Essay Writing = 4:00pm – 5:00pm

Friday:

  •  Film Studies  = 8:30am – Noon
  •  Critical Thinking  = 2:30pm – 3:30pm

My residence is at the top, and the general layout is >>HERE<< as well as below. Most classes are close, but one or two are closer to the bottom of the map 😐

Here is my campus... I know about 50% of it, and the rest of it, in the day, I can figure my way back to the areas I know... Great, during the day 😀

Distance to classes isn’t bad at all, and the two classes that I have at 8:30 are pretty much across the street, but on Mondays, at 7… oh boy.

Site is an engineering building primarily. It’s funky and stylin on the inside, and have a cool set up in all of the rooms.

It is also on the other side of the campus from my room.

It gets dark earlier when winter nears, as many of you should know, and when I get out at 10pm, it’s dark, and kind of sketchy looking, and I don’t generally walk around that area of campus since it’s so out-of-the-way for me, so anything that WOULD look recognizable, isn’t.

I didn’t get back to my room until 10:30 last Monday because I got a bit lost…

In Toronto, directions are easy, since it’s pretty much accepted that The Lake is South, so it’s easy to orient yourself… and if you’re down town, the streets are pretty easy to navigate, and there are maps posted every couple of streets.

There are no such landmarks in Ottawa, as far as I can tell.

Yes, there’s the campus maps, but they do me no good if I can’t FIND them.

Ugh, I wish I weren’t directionally challenged… I’m glad my phone has Google maps on it.

As for the times of everything, the closer friends I’ve made here seem to have a lot of classes starting when mine finish… it sucks. I hang out with them mostly after 4-6ish, until we look at the clock and realize that ___ has a class at 8:30 and it’s getting late. I still get to hang out, but I get bored in between classes.

Perhaps I should blog during my free time…

Anyway, here’s what my courses are like:

Critical Thinking:

So far we’re mainly looking at what makes up an argument (not a quarrel, more like in debates… something that it either true or false, and can be proven so), and kind of makes me think of english class… Though the teacher reminds me of one of my friends, so in some discussions, I really can’t take him seriously… He also seems to have something against Katy Perry… most examples of what is or isn’t an argument  goes along the lines of “I don’t like Katy Perry, she sings like a fog horn.” Wow, almost wrote ‘sins’ instead of ‘sings’… I don’t eve have autocorrect to blame 😀

English Essay Writing:

A required course of all 1st years, this is VERY like english class… The teacher even reminds me of my AP English teacher for grade 12, since he keeps on bringing up the fact that we should avoid ‘fluff’ in our essays…

Fluff, for those who don’t know, is the bits of your essay that doesn’t actually give any weight to your argument, and sometimes takes away from your point.

Critical Thinking seems to be the complimenting course for this, since while this class teaches you the best way to write your essay, Critical thinking tells you the best way to frame your point, or thesis, or argument (whatever you want to call it). Hopefully this will help in the long run, and neither teacher will give a rule of thumb that directly clashes with what the other teacher says.

Interesting fact:

The ‘Rule of thumb’ came up because a long, long time ago, there was a law set in place that a man couldn’t beat his wife with a stick thicker than his thumb… This was to prevent a man from causing too much damage to his wife, and also to bring the death counts down… Fun times there. Gotta love those obscure laws…

Art History:

Kind of boring, a lot of it is watching her put up slides, and I have to go buy a stack of books for it… She kind of reminds me of one of my high school arts teachers, but hopefully she won’t be as flakey…

All the quizzes are to be taken online, open book, all the assignments are to be handed in over the virtual campus online, and even though she’s said that all of the things that we’re going to be doing is online already (i.e. the readings for each class), if we miss 3 classes, we may not be allowed to sit the exam. Same goes for my two practical art classes, but I guess that makes sense since I am taking Fine Arts as my major. I would have gone anyway, but saying the limit is 3 classes… well frig.

Painting:

The teacher oftentimes forgets words, or parts of what she was going to say, so there are a lot of pauses where she says ‘um’ and gently waves her hands in front of her as if she’s directing an orchestra, but she seems nice. The course is interesting, and though I’ve nay had 2 classes so far, the work seems like it won’t be dull…

I just need to remember to bring one of my beer t-shirts and a pair of my man-jeans next class. (Beer T-shirt: you remember when they gave out shirts in every case of beer? Yeah, my parents gave me a lot of those. Man-jeans? They are too big for me, and used to belong to my neighbours brother. Man. Jeans. But comfortable)… as well as a Tupperware container.

TIP for PAINTERS: if you use a Tupperware container to ix your colours in, it means that if yo make too much of one colour, you don’t have to waste it, you can seal the container and use it again next class. Dried paint peels off easily to clean it, and if there’s anything stuck that you wasn’t gone, dunk it in hot water and it’ll come off.

Film Studies:

Pretty much movie class… we get film reels and we have to cut and paste bits and pieces of what we’ve got together to make a movie, and then we have to put it onto the computer and edit all the blah bits out of it… 24 slides is 1 second. 1 slide is about as long as your pinky is wide, and bout as tall as your pinky nail is. Thankfully we don’ have to do cartoons or anything like that (we are, in fact, banned from using cartoons in it).

Very fun, very new and covered in INTERESTING NEWNESS. Will have me 2nd class in it tomorrow 😀

NOTE: PRACTICAL ART CLASSES ARE EXPENSIVE! HAVE SPENT MORE THAN $100 ON PAINTING SUPPLIES ALONE! BE WARNED, FINE ARTS STUDENTS, BE WARNED…

And those are my classes for this semester… and my general thoughts about them…

My sane and optimistic side is saying that I’ll still have a good opinion at midterms, but my insane and otherwise fairly insightful side is saying that I WILL WANT TO DROP OUT, WILL FEEL LIKE CRYING, AND WILL BE CURSING MY SO-FAR NICE TEACHERS TO THE DEPTHS OF HELL!

We shall see, won’t we?