All Reeve knots would be perfect.
Words would be worthless.
There would be everything.
Grinning coyotes
smiling
smirking
smiling
all smiles, but inside
There would be nothing.
There would be no sugar or
tea
No Queen's Gate Garden.
No stairs for monsters to live under.
No prescription drugs for wedding receptions.
No monopolists no consumers no hyperventilation no stress no
life running down the hallway with a loose tie
trying to recall when he last heard her cry
no need to argue
no need for peace
no
love
hate
apathy
no residence services
no readers
or compassion
or ordinary men
or
no
nothing
There would be no songs about perfect worlds.
THESE SHOES ARE A LITTLE CUMBERSOME FOR YOU
I must admit, I do not have the slightest idea what this blog is about. But that is the way with most things.
I CAN TELL A JOKE BUT ONE OF THESE DAYS I'M BOUND TO CHOKE.
Listening to music is becoming tiring. Ing ing ing ing
I need a haircut. Long hair is annoying. Especially when it's long at the back and the sides. In the morning, when the heater has turned my room into a sauna, long hair at the back is very uncomfortable. And it triggers my self-preservationary involuntary reaction towards things touching my neck. My shoulders and neck muscles tense up and eventually it starts to hurt.
I need to do a lot of things, though.
Ah well.
The biggest (known) living thing in the world is an underground honey mushroom fungus in Oregon, USA. It covers 89 hectares. That's almost 2000 football pitches.
I want to get a Mac but I'm not sure if it's the right thing to do. This laptop is laggy as hell and I suppose a clean install of Windows 7 would probably help, but I dunno. If only UAISN hadn't bloody stopped letting people advertise things for sale. I'd be able to sell this laptop after buying my Mac if that was the case.
SINGING LAI DE LAI DE LAI YO OH
Some philosophical musings from Ang KH:
Haha seeing is NOT believing... it does not apply to EVERYTHING and EVERY TIME and EVERYWHERE ...... =)=)The Methuselah is a 4,800 year old bristlecone pine tree in White Mountains, California. Yes, it's the oldest tree in existence. Its exact location is a secret to the general public.
While West Ed Mall isn't the largest mall in the world anymore (still the largest in North America, though), it still has the largest car park. More than 20,000 vehicles can fit in, yo. Big vehicles.
Some neat Canadian inventions: insulin, the phone, and the light bulb.
Surely the most exhaustive list of fallacies online?
Indian self-taught mathematical genius.
I wonder how many people actually click through my links.
One of the funnier threads on UG.
Posting photos in Blogspot is a drag. Literally. Everytime I upload a picture, it pops up to the top of the post and I have to drag it down.
OR AM I DOIN IT WRONG?
Click for larger view. 
An ode to Math 100. And, more Facebook wonders!
Vincente Careme is a man's man, boys and girls!
Let's skip the hilarious religious misconceptions and focus on the important things: Internet trolling.
Wow, I could sure do with some food right now. Hurm.
Klifton Filente - You Made Your Mind Up
Just watched the movie adaptation of The Butterfly Tattoo.
It's different, naturally.
It's good, though. I guess. Like I said, it's different from the novel.
Ahhh.
Not as intense and complex as the book, though.
Mmm.
It's different, naturally.
It's good, though. I guess. Like I said, it's different from the novel.
Ahhh.
Not as intense and complex as the book, though.
Mmm.
I once was something, you know.
No, that's not quite right.
I once had the potential to be everything I ever wanted.
In primary school, I was doing standard 5 English workbooks for fun while I was in standard one.
I got a consolation prize in a nation-wide essay writing competition.
I took part in the dance club, which solely did Malay dances. And we were good at it.
I racked up dozens of prizes in countless competitions.
But the signs were actually there from the beginning. It takes hindsight to see such things.
I hardly won anything. Sure, I had a couple of prizes here and there, but in the stage that mattered - the national level (we're not even looking internationally here) - I was nothing.
My grades started deteriorating as the years passed. Initially, I spent hours playing football in the evenings and still managed to get the highest in the school. As I grew older, I spent less time outdoors and more time wondering how my marks were plummeting.
I got through PTS by devouring the workbooks.
I conceded what little advantage I had from being born into a reading culture in England by the time I jumped into standard 5.
Look at that stupid, convoluted sentence.
I vaguely remember wanting to be a scientist. More specifically, an 'inventor'.
Once I got into VI, I dropped down another couple of notches.
In Form 1, I was nothing. I remember only getting a 3rd place in my class for the mid-terms. I think I did manage to get top of the class for the finals, though.
But above everyone else was Wong Theen Yew.
And then Matt. Form 1 sportsman of the goddamn year, surely. And yet amazingly brilliant in his studies.
High school life was littered with instances of me ceding more and more of myself.
It was a time of regularly discovering people who were better than me in every aspect.
Well.
I didn't do too badly in school.
But there were no more glowing achievements.
All I had to offer when I left were
a best friend
straight A1s, like thousands of other students
continuous failure to achieve anything better than a quarter-final position in the SEA Forensics Tournament.
I abandoned drawing comics by Form 2, once I realized how much my 'art' sucked.
I toyed with music, a disastrous attempt that culminated with the laughably calamitous 'performance' at the VI Carnival.
I realized how I look at anyone other than me with disdain and contempt.
I watched my body - toned from regular Taekwondo practice sessions - dissolve into disgusting folds of flab and laziness.
I learned that I could procrastinate to extreme levels and that it was damaging my life.
I made mistake after mistake.
And repeated them again and again.
I learned just how insignificant I was.
And I lost hope.
***
James Siebert is a good man.
His weekly free Friday dinners in his home is probably where I feel most at home at in Edmonton. Well, not probably. It definitely is.
***
So... Chemistry 2 and Engineering mid-term marks just came in. I failed both of them. Terribly. Miserably.
***
Naked as we came.
Into water.
Into slicing red.
Into drenched thoughts.
And absence of pain.
No, that's not quite right.
I once had the potential to be everything I ever wanted.
In primary school, I was doing standard 5 English workbooks for fun while I was in standard one.
I got a consolation prize in a nation-wide essay writing competition.
I took part in the dance club, which solely did Malay dances. And we were good at it.
I racked up dozens of prizes in countless competitions.
But the signs were actually there from the beginning. It takes hindsight to see such things.
I hardly won anything. Sure, I had a couple of prizes here and there, but in the stage that mattered - the national level (we're not even looking internationally here) - I was nothing.
My grades started deteriorating as the years passed. Initially, I spent hours playing football in the evenings and still managed to get the highest in the school. As I grew older, I spent less time outdoors and more time wondering how my marks were plummeting.
I got through PTS by devouring the workbooks.
I conceded what little advantage I had from being born into a reading culture in England by the time I jumped into standard 5.
Look at that stupid, convoluted sentence.
I vaguely remember wanting to be a scientist. More specifically, an 'inventor'.
Once I got into VI, I dropped down another couple of notches.
In Form 1, I was nothing. I remember only getting a 3rd place in my class for the mid-terms. I think I did manage to get top of the class for the finals, though.
But above everyone else was Wong Theen Yew.
And then Matt. Form 1 sportsman of the goddamn year, surely. And yet amazingly brilliant in his studies.
High school life was littered with instances of me ceding more and more of myself.
It was a time of regularly discovering people who were better than me in every aspect.
Well.
I didn't do too badly in school.
But there were no more glowing achievements.
All I had to offer when I left were
a best friend
straight A1s, like thousands of other students
continuous failure to achieve anything better than a quarter-final position in the SEA Forensics Tournament.
I abandoned drawing comics by Form 2, once I realized how much my 'art' sucked.
I toyed with music, a disastrous attempt that culminated with the laughably calamitous 'performance' at the VI Carnival.
I realized how I look at anyone other than me with disdain and contempt.
I watched my body - toned from regular Taekwondo practice sessions - dissolve into disgusting folds of flab and laziness.
I learned that I could procrastinate to extreme levels and that it was damaging my life.
I made mistake after mistake.
And repeated them again and again.
I learned just how insignificant I was.
And I lost hope.
***
James Siebert is a good man.
His weekly free Friday dinners in his home is probably where I feel most at home at in Edmonton. Well, not probably. It definitely is.
***
So... Chemistry 2 and Engineering mid-term marks just came in. I failed both of them. Terribly. Miserably.
***
Naked as we came.
Into water.
Into slicing red.
Into drenched thoughts.
And absence of pain.
I can get Windows 7 for only $39.99. Student offer.
But I've decided not to. Clean install will take ages, plus I have no external hard drive.
Going to get the Mac, I guess.
Going to lost a lot of money. A LOT of money.
But I've decided not to. Clean install will take ages, plus I have no external hard drive.
Going to get the Mac, I guess.
Going to lost a lot of money. A LOT of money.
HAHA SURELY YOU DID NOT THINK THAT WAS ALL
Heh the McD rap.
Gawd.
Brilliant.
Disagree.
Malaysian music, eh.
Disagree - Angel's Orchestra is brilliant.
Disagree - Suicide Note.
Disagree is so amazing. They really should be a lot bigger than they currently are. Sigh.
Instead, Pop Shuvit is huge in Japan.
Not saying anything.
And, of course, Indecisive - Empty Decorations. What a song.
Oh, andddd
As cliched as it has become - at least to me, thanks to me butchering the song millions of times - Jason Lo's Operator, the Line is Dead is still brilliant.
Zee Avi - Kantoi.
Zee Avi - Let Me In.
Zee Avi.
Jason Lo - So Julie.
A bit funny how they did a Christian-y wedding in that video.
Not the greatest song, but well. Good.
You didn't think I would leave without Jason Lo - Evening News, did you?
Course not.
Not leaving yet anyway.
Disagree - The Enemy is a fun song.
Disagree - Scarecrow Adams.
The version in Homemade Jam is pretty terrible, though.
Jason Lo - Sleepy Head!
The song that introduced me to Disagree. A beautiful, beautiful gem. Disagree - Crumbs.
Oh, and the song everyone is talking about. Bunkface - Through My Window. I think it's alright. What a shitty video, though. Would have thought TM would be willing to put more than RM50 in.
This should be our national anthem. Here In My Home.
Ahhh. That video never gets old.
Silent Scream - Revolution. Ex-Victorians. 20 levels of epic.
Silent Scream - Unspoken.
Haha. I almost missed this. Ash Nair - Crazy.
As an aside, how do people stand the Hitz Morning Crew?
Pete Teo - Lost in America.
Pete Teo is awesome, isn't he?
Hurm. I guess that's about it.
Tata.
Against Me! - Trash Unreal
Heh the McD rap.
Gawd.
Brilliant.
Disagree.
Malaysian music, eh.
Disagree - Angel's Orchestra is brilliant.
Disagree - Suicide Note.
Disagree is so amazing. They really should be a lot bigger than they currently are. Sigh.
Instead, Pop Shuvit is huge in Japan.
Not saying anything.
And, of course, Indecisive - Empty Decorations. What a song.
Oh, andddd
As cliched as it has become - at least to me, thanks to me butchering the song millions of times - Jason Lo's Operator, the Line is Dead is still brilliant.
Zee Avi - Kantoi.
Zee Avi - Let Me In.
Zee Avi.
Jason Lo - So Julie.
A bit funny how they did a Christian-y wedding in that video.
Not the greatest song, but well. Good.
You didn't think I would leave without Jason Lo - Evening News, did you?
Course not.
Not leaving yet anyway.
Disagree - The Enemy is a fun song.
Disagree - Scarecrow Adams.
The version in Homemade Jam is pretty terrible, though.
Jason Lo - Sleepy Head!
The song that introduced me to Disagree. A beautiful, beautiful gem. Disagree - Crumbs.
Oh, and the song everyone is talking about. Bunkface - Through My Window. I think it's alright. What a shitty video, though. Would have thought TM would be willing to put more than RM50 in.
This should be our national anthem. Here In My Home.
Ahhh. That video never gets old.
Silent Scream - Revolution. Ex-Victorians. 20 levels of epic.
Silent Scream - Unspoken.
Haha. I almost missed this. Ash Nair - Crazy.
As an aside, how do people stand the Hitz Morning Crew?
Pete Teo - Lost in America.
Pete Teo is awesome, isn't he?
Hurm. I guess that's about it.
Tata.
So I chickened out on Nanowrimo.
Hurm.
That's not entirely accurate.
I've decided to start writing my novel when I actually have time, as opposed to rushing out 50,000 words of retarded sci-fi garbage in 30 days that should be used for assignments and studying.
I've been watching a lot of movies lately. And I've been reading a lot of graphic novels.
I suspect the subject matter has been taking a toll on my sanity.
Well, s'the way love goes.
So, thanks to Daylight Savings Time switching off, it's now 4.17pm instead of 5.17pm.
Malaysia looks to emulate China, our great neighbour.
Demonoid has been down for months and months. Sigh.
Is there anything fun to blog about?
What is blogging anyway? Not like I would know.
I need to buy some turmeric.
No notice from Powerball. It should have arrived on Monday.
Haven't picked up my SD card. Left it at Purolator for a week. Going to have to leave it for one more. Sent them e-mails to notify, but no reply.
I like Jaydiohead very much.
Tony Stark is now a vegetable.
A funny thing about Iron Man - in the comics - is that he has shitty enemies. And all the great superheroes are defined by their villain gallery. Except Captain Marvel. Black Adam has to be the lamest bad dude ever.
Ugh, Norman Osborn.
I rather read old DC graphic novels.
Geneva by Russian Circles is one of those love it or utterly despise it albums.
Oh dear, I have a lot of assignments.
The following bullet points are sadly true observations from Aaron Karo's site, Ruminations.
On a different note, putting more troops into Afghanistan will be the most stupid decision of Obama's presidency.
London is a crazy place. There are tube strikes, postal strikes, every goddamn person in that goddamn place has gone on strike at least 53 times in their life.
If I had musical talent, I would do a cover of I Gotta Feeling.
If I had sense, I would know I would do a horrible cover.
If I had anything remotely akin to good timing, I would know the time to do it was months ago.
I want some pistachios.
Econs looks hard. I have 5 hours left and I have not even started.
How to make a woman happy.
What the HELL is up with Telus?
Also, John hasn't paid his part of the bill. For 2 months.
I don't know if you know who I am.
I am a person of the past.
I live in old memories
But I cannot remember them.
I survive on old emotions.
I thrive on depression and hatred
But they are misguided and confused.
I am
I still need help with molecular orbital theory. Amongst many other things.
Maybe I should cook dinner. Have to eat one way or another. Sadly. Might as well eat earlier so I can focus on panicking later.
After Econs scare is over, I still have EngG130 homework due tomorrow. And a Chemistry pre-lab.
Should I stir-fry or grill. Ho hum.
I like grilled broccoli and peppers.
But I rather have meat with sauce right now.
And I'm not going to do both. Too much to clean up.
I guess I'll stir-fry.
Ah, such decisions.
They truly make life worth living, DO THEY NOT?
Right.
Zooey Deschanel is very pretty. In an offsetting way.
Know thyself.
How is that possible? It's not.
La de la lo da lo.
I do wish I had a Canon 500D but what would I do with it? Chronicle my sad life in boring photographs that will eventually disappear into non-existence? Life is short and temporary.
By the stream-side.
Mmmm. The 500D does videos, and has an ISO range of 100 to 12,800. The 450D does 100 to 1600.
No in-built stabilization though. Stupid Canon. The lenses with in-built stabilization are going to be expensive. Sony does that stabilization shit inside the camera itself.
The transition from video to picture doesn't appear to be that smooth, though. Hurm.
Most probably going with the 450D. I still need to get a Mac.
Well, not need.
The 500D can capture videos at full HD. But is that really necessary? You need a class 6 card for that. Plus 4GB only gets you about 10 minutes of video. 1 hour of video will eat up about 20GB. Shit, son.
I've never been able to properly play full HD movies anyway. Computer aint strong enough.
Plus it takes 15.1 MP pictures. That's about 160 pictures on a 4GB card in RAW.
And we should always shoot in RAW. Right? Right?
Just kidding, what do I know!
Yes, I'll go for the cheaper 450D.
Beginning to get hungry.
Should I cook or buy? Ahhhh.
Cook, cook.
Time running out more and more quickly now.
7.30pm. Panicking. 2 and a half hours. Questions are difficult.
9.34pm. Finished.
Ahh. Spent a lot of time though.
Dinner was very meh.
Need to cook better vegetables. Somewhat limited by choice of vegetables, though. I only have frozen asparagus. And frozen shredded carrots. And frozen broccoli. And frozen cauliflower.
Hurm.
And now time for Engineering Statics. And Chemistry pre-lab after that.
Without routines to keep the mind off life, living would be unbearable.
Not that it's all that great now, of course.
Got a new weather widget for my Vista sidebar.
Tired and sleepy, as always.
Hair blown in an o//pen c//ar,
summerdress slips_down her ar//m.
I wish there wasn't so much dust continuously floating around my room. Though it's not exactly dust. It's... hurm.
Have to walk down later to the toilet near the mailboxes because the one in this apartment has been spoiled for a week.
...
This lag is...
I need to get a Mac soon.
Tomorrow: L'Hospital's Rule.
I think.
Ah. EngG130 due at 3pm. Considerably less time than I thought. Oh well.
sick sick say say sick fight
cry we cry cry this side
slide
Uh, yeah. Chem Pre-lab. Forgot about that.
Hungry again.
Need to cook better food.
But I can't stand long preparation.
Also, hand completely numbs up after slicing the meat. Painful.
Ah.. Aplia results in. Got 17/22. Meh. Average dropped by 3%.
Sigh.
And since I'm listening to Aneurysm, here's a little something from Seattle News: Every blood type can now be an 'O'.
:)
Hurm.
That's not entirely accurate.
I've decided to start writing my novel when I actually have time, as opposed to rushing out 50,000 words of retarded sci-fi garbage in 30 days that should be used for assignments and studying.
I've been watching a lot of movies lately. And I've been reading a lot of graphic novels.
I suspect the subject matter has been taking a toll on my sanity.
Well, s'the way love goes.
So, thanks to Daylight Savings Time switching off, it's now 4.17pm instead of 5.17pm.
Malaysia looks to emulate China, our great neighbour.
Demonoid has been down for months and months. Sigh.
Is there anything fun to blog about?
What is blogging anyway? Not like I would know.
I need to buy some turmeric.
No notice from Powerball. It should have arrived on Monday.
Haven't picked up my SD card. Left it at Purolator for a week. Going to have to leave it for one more. Sent them e-mails to notify, but no reply.
I like Jaydiohead very much.
Tony Stark is now a vegetable.
A funny thing about Iron Man - in the comics - is that he has shitty enemies. And all the great superheroes are defined by their villain gallery. Except Captain Marvel. Black Adam has to be the lamest bad dude ever.
Ugh, Norman Osborn.
I rather read old DC graphic novels.
Florence and the Machine - Girl With One Eye
Geneva by Russian Circles is one of those love it or utterly despise it albums.
Oh dear, I have a lot of assignments.
The following bullet points are sadly true observations from Aaron Karo's site, Ruminations.
- More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can
think about is that I can't wait for them to finish so that I can tell
my own story that's not only better, but also more directly involves
me. - Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you
realize you're wrong. - Have you ever been walking down the street and realized that you're
going in the complete opposite direction of where you are supposed to
be going? But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the
direction from which you came, you have to first do something like
check your watch or phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to
yourself to ensure that no one in the surrounding area thinks you're
crazy by randomly switching directions on the sidewalk. - I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.
- Sometimes, I'll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and
suddenly realize I had no idea what the f was going on when I first
saw it. - LOL has gone from meaning, "laugh out loud" to "I have nothing else to say".
- Answering the same letter three times or more in a row on a Scantron
test is absolutely petrifying. - How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod
and smile because you still didn't hear what they said? - I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.
- Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go
around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly
nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I'm from, this shouldn't be
a problem... - There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are
going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far. - I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me
if I want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I
swear I did not make any changes to. - I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it's on shuffle,
then I like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes. - It really pisses me off when I want to read a story on CNN.com and
the link takes me to a video instead of text.
On a different note, putting more troops into Afghanistan will be the most stupid decision of Obama's presidency.
London is a crazy place. There are tube strikes, postal strikes, every goddamn person in that goddamn place has gone on strike at least 53 times in their life.
If I had musical talent, I would do a cover of I Gotta Feeling.
If I had sense, I would know I would do a horrible cover.
If I had anything remotely akin to good timing, I would know the time to do it was months ago.
I want some pistachios.
Econs looks hard. I have 5 hours left and I have not even started.
How to make a woman happy.
What the HELL is up with Telus?
Also, John hasn't paid his part of the bill. For 2 months.
I don't know if you know who I am.
I am a person of the past.
I live in old memories
But I cannot remember them.
I survive on old emotions.
I thrive on depression and hatred
But they are misguided and confused.
I am
I still need help with molecular orbital theory. Amongst many other things.
Metallica - All Nightmare Long
Maybe I should cook dinner. Have to eat one way or another. Sadly. Might as well eat earlier so I can focus on panicking later.
After Econs scare is over, I still have EngG130 homework due tomorrow. And a Chemistry pre-lab.
Should I stir-fry or grill. Ho hum.
I like grilled broccoli and peppers.
But I rather have meat with sauce right now.
And I'm not going to do both. Too much to clean up.
I guess I'll stir-fry.
Ah, such decisions.
They truly make life worth living, DO THEY NOT?
Right.
Zooey Deschanel is very pretty. In an offsetting way.
Know thyself.
How is that possible? It's not.
La de la lo da lo.
I do wish I had a Canon 500D but what would I do with it? Chronicle my sad life in boring photographs that will eventually disappear into non-existence? Life is short and temporary.
By the stream-side.
Mmmm. The 500D does videos, and has an ISO range of 100 to 12,800. The 450D does 100 to 1600.
No in-built stabilization though. Stupid Canon. The lenses with in-built stabilization are going to be expensive. Sony does that stabilization shit inside the camera itself.
The transition from video to picture doesn't appear to be that smooth, though. Hurm.
Most probably going with the 450D. I still need to get a Mac.
Well, not need.
The 500D can capture videos at full HD. But is that really necessary? You need a class 6 card for that. Plus 4GB only gets you about 10 minutes of video. 1 hour of video will eat up about 20GB. Shit, son.
I've never been able to properly play full HD movies anyway. Computer aint strong enough.
Plus it takes 15.1 MP pictures. That's about 160 pictures on a 4GB card in RAW.
And we should always shoot in RAW. Right? Right?
Just kidding, what do I know!
Yes, I'll go for the cheaper 450D.
Beginning to get hungry.
Should I cook or buy? Ahhhh.
Cook, cook.
Time running out more and more quickly now.
7.30pm. Panicking. 2 and a half hours. Questions are difficult.
9.34pm. Finished.
Ahh. Spent a lot of time though.
Dinner was very meh.
Need to cook better vegetables. Somewhat limited by choice of vegetables, though. I only have frozen asparagus. And frozen shredded carrots. And frozen broccoli. And frozen cauliflower.
Hurm.
And now time for Engineering Statics. And Chemistry pre-lab after that.
Without routines to keep the mind off life, living would be unbearable.
Not that it's all that great now, of course.
The Shins - Phantom Limb
Got a new weather widget for my Vista sidebar.
Tired and sleepy, as always.
Hair blown in an o//pen c//ar,
summerdress slips_down her ar//m.
I wish there wasn't so much dust continuously floating around my room. Though it's not exactly dust. It's... hurm.
Have to walk down later to the toilet near the mailboxes because the one in this apartment has been spoiled for a week.
...
This lag is...
I need to get a Mac soon.
Tomorrow: L'Hospital's Rule.
I think.
Ah. EngG130 due at 3pm. Considerably less time than I thought. Oh well.
sick sick say say sick fight
cry we cry cry this side
slide
Uh, yeah. Chem Pre-lab. Forgot about that.
Hungry again.
Need to cook better food.
But I can't stand long preparation.
Also, hand completely numbs up after slicing the meat. Painful.
Ah.. Aplia results in. Got 17/22. Meh. Average dropped by 3%.
Sigh.
And since I'm listening to Aneurysm, here's a little something from Seattle News: Every blood type can now be an 'O'.
:)
It's a Boy Girl Thing is one of my favourite movies.
Samaire Armstrong actually acted brilliantly.
And most of the scenes were shot in a school in Ontario, Canada. Although the movie was supposed to be set in the USA.
Oh, and it was produced in the UK.
Awesome.
Samaire Armstrong actually acted brilliantly.
And most of the scenes were shot in a school in Ontario, Canada. Although the movie was supposed to be set in the USA.
Oh, and it was produced in the UK.
Awesome.
Apparently there's a serial killer loose in Edmonton preying on johns and prostitutes.
But I don't know what the hell it is.
Also, I don't belong anywhere anymore.
Sigh.
Also, I don't belong anywhere anymore.
Sigh.
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