August 29, 2010
August 25, 2010
End of term drinks
Cute pub that I LOVE in Ottawa. Great food and great beer. They have a beer bible with over a hundred beers to choose from. Pretty sweet.

The alleyway to the kitchen Is really charminggg

1. Learned that a 10 oz is nothing.
2. Really like harp (English beer) but drank almost all before I remembered to take this photo
end.

The alleyway to the kitchen Is really charminggg

1. Learned that a 10 oz is nothing.
2. Really like harp (English beer) but drank almost all before I remembered to take this photo
end.
August 21, 2010
this made me so excited today..
i can't wait to go back to school
this is what i want to do
Imagine a circle that contains all of human knowledge:
By the time you finish elementary school, you know a little:
By the time you finish high school, you know a bit more:
With a bachelor's degree, you gain a specialty:
A master's degree deepens that specialty:
Reading research papers takes you to the edge of human knowledge:
Once you're at the boundary, you focus:
You push at the boundary for a few years:
Until one day, the boundary gives way:
And, that dent you've made is called a Ph.D.:
Of course, the world looks different to you now:
So, don't forget the bigger picture:
Keep pushing.
August 10, 2010
home

I went home last weekend and to be honest, it was a little stressful.
It was a combination of:
- cousins over from the states
- many errands to do
- presentation due on tuesday when i took monday off
I've realized that home is a lot more special to me than I thought. In waterloo, I can come home for a relatively low cost with relatively no time wasted. It's close enough where a weekend is enough time to do whatever I want at home and go back to school late at night.
In Ottawa, however, a trip home takes half a day on Friday and half a day on Sunday. The ticket is $110 round trip and if your bus happens to break down and greyhound refuses to bring a new bus and you have to wait 2.5 hours for a tow truck... yea. doesn't seem worth it. But the moment I see my mom and dad, I have an urge to cry or get really excited to the point my voice shakes and sounds like I'm going to cry.
I have a friend who hails from a different province and is constantly away from home. I give her mad props. I have a couple of friends who's family is all the way in hong kong. I have no idea how they do it.
My conclusion: I cannot live more than 2 hours from home.
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