So today is national doughnut day, I am having a coffee at Tim Hortons, because I got a doughnut. Starbucks doesn’t have doughnuts, and yes, their coffee in my opinion is far superior than Tim Hortons.

They lack doughnuts.

I love doughnuts, well breakfast pastries in general. My parents would always get this Italian desserts in the morning, there is an Italian Bakery, a Greek Bakery, just a lot of bakeries around.

This week was the first week of my routine, and a part of me hates myself for doing having these scientific ambitions; thus, I have entered a heavier course load again, leaving me no time for anything other than writing, or reading. I have even neglected my plants, and one of my peace plants has lost all turgor pressure.

The leaves are just lying there all limp and sad looking. If I was a plant daddy, I just left the TV on and went out to do, manly things, like shop for tools. I am under a lot of stress because I really don’t care for ecology, insects are important, animals are pretty awesome, doesn’t mean I want to go out and search for them and learn about their shell colouring patterns.

So here is what happened this week.

In the Laboratory.

Like I said before, we went out into the fields and hunted for snails. As soon as we left the lab and went down into the valley, these doofuses started rummaging around and the woke all these mosquitoes.

You learn about all this stuff, and if I told you that I am not slightly worried about disease (like Lyme disease from those stupid ticks) I would be lying to you. You can’t study diseases and not wonder how you survived this long without getting some sort of disease or contract a virus.

I was careless, not saying that I don’t do anything stupid now (there was that one time I had an itch on my cheek, and I scratched it quickly with my glove and I didn’t realize that there was trace amounts of H₂SO₄ on my gloves. Chemical burns suck, the pain is so concentrated, and you can’t even do anything about it other than dilution with water. I swear, once it was on my cheek, it was over, it went further in as well, it’s not like how fire behaves.

Chemistry lab was pretty soft, we did back titrations. I got my shirt stained with Iodine, so that’s fun. It’s good that I don’t wear my nice shirts to the lab, this is why I am always looking like a bum on campus.

In the theatre.

I saw this movie Tuner, it was basically like Baby Driver, they even used the same song that Baby Driver did, and the song is what makes that movie so iconic (Unsquare Dance by Dave Brubeck). But as you got more into the story, you realize this movie is quite different. The movie itself isn’t as artistic as Saccharine; Tuner dealt more with the relations and interactions between the characters and focused more on how their stories intertwined.

There’s not much that I can say, other than it gave people who had their whole lives swept out from them a voice, whether it be to disability, loss or injury. But it was for a few minutes that he delves into his past trauma, but I mean, you had the whole movie and now that you’re stressed, you emotionally manipulate your girlfriend? There was a moment where the protagonist says that he just woke up one day and had his whole life taken away from him, and that he was supposed to have

the life that his girlfriend was living.

As a person who has lost my life and got to watch his friends, cousins and siblings go off and liv their life while I’m stuck at home with my aging parents. I have a unique perspective and emotions that I can draw from, of course I don’t have super sensitive hearing, I did do the punk rock and live music thing for a while.

If you’re an empathic person, then this story will resonate well with you. If you’re a city lover like I am, you’ll love the different settings of the film. If I had any power to sway you to see this movie, go and watch it if you have some free time! But if you do, see it in an intimate venue. I don’t know if I would feel the same as seeing Turner on the big screen.

Coming up.

So I have an exam on Intro to Developmental Psychology, because I am sick of people saying “they didn’t develop or grow up right”. My father uses this excuse all the time, “I didn’t develop right”, “I didn’t have a good childhood”, blah blah blah. I am reading this stuff, and it’s interesting, I have to wonder why I ever left psychology.

Oh, right. People.

There are some great people, and there are a lot of not-so-great people. The fact is that when I went and I wanted to try and help and talk to people, I was met with people who just complain and tell me that I am wrong and that I have no idea what I am talking about. I have been SPAT on, PHYSICALLY ASSAULTED, lied to, manipulated, taken advantage of, used and the list goes on.

So I decided that wasn’t enough punishment and I went to study medicine.

There are a few movies that I want to see, there is Scary Movie 6, Disclosure Day and possibly The Death of Robin-Hood. The more intimate movies There is the FIFA World Cup here in Toronto, and I am not a fan of soccer, but I see the international girls are.

That’s almost enough to get me to go out, who am I kidding I am just going to stay home and play Marathon.

There was another post that I wanted to do about Bungie, the game Destiny and Marathon. The company Bungie was acquired by Sony, and after 12 years they decided to pull the plug on Destiny and decided that they were going to put their future into the game Marathon.

Anyway, maybe later this week, like I am not even writing as well as I can, I know I should take this more seriously and maybe lay off the school for a while. In the words of a Freudian Psychoanalyst, my superego is over powered, and has silenced my id (the impulsive and selfish need gratification).