tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72966922012-01-28T01:16:23.382-05:00Alexnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1261100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-71346724680341750512008-08-07T18:32:00.004-05:002008-08-07T21:37:00.014-05:00

It's a bitter sweet emotion when you realize that something is really coming to an end before the end is clearly visible on the horizon.The breeze is getting chilly during the days, evenings become cold. It's still sunny, the sky is high and pure blue, grass, trees are still green, birds are still happily chirp away on the branches but the first breaths of fall are upon us.It is a warm feeling to

Alexnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-34842775877759836692008-04-04T09:59:00.000-05:002008-04-04T10:01:13.580-05:00

Жиголо-метр. Сколько вы стоите в постели? (Триникси)        449ВЫВОДЫ: 1) Час в постели со мной обойдется на 199.33% дороже среднего показателя по рынку. 2) Если бы у меня была такая зарплата на работе, то проработав всего 6.68 часов, я бы могла целый месяц отдыхать.Пройти тест!

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Таких как я на земле:33.75%Пройти тестКод картинки:

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Professor: So you take D and you chop off the D-ness, and what you've got left is the B-ness.Anton: You should've called it a P.

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Standing on the edge. Chill wind in your face and a stream beneath your feet. One step and you're taken over by the waves. Waves carrying the blinding bits of light on their tips. And the sound, the sound of it all, hurried by the wind, surrounds you, takes over you and fills you from tip to every toe. It brings fear mixed with fascination, with a distant thought of how small you are and yet how

Alexnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-9399705247067415342007-12-12T12:26:00.001-05:002008-01-31T15:03:43.704-05:00

Among all the stress a large corporation like Morneay Sobeco inflicts on its Software Developers, the hope never dies and faith stays strong.Taken from daily gmail talks:Alex (A): remember how you wanted [my code to do something] but then you changed your mind?Peter (P): uh huhA: well, you're gonna have to change your mind again :)P: why is that?A: is my word not enough? :-oP: Just like that huh?

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-84373114286470779792007-11-20T13:41:00.001-05:002008-01-31T15:05:28.120-05:00

Carlos: So you're OK, right? Just create some dummy web service that's a civilian and knows nothing about us...

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-90361638747397801042007-11-20T13:34:00.000-05:002007-11-20T13:41:33.082-05:00

Right now I feel like coffee. A latte. A large cup of it, nice and sweet. With whipped cream, nice pattern of caramel on top, coated with chocolate. Want to sit in some random Starbucks I've never been to before. Better yet, sitting in Second Cup, looking out the window at the gloomy weather. And vent. Talk about most random things that come to my mind. Vent at my work, my leaking shoes. Economy.

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-15065410122521965702007-11-15T12:47:00.000-05:002007-11-15T12:53:07.795-05:00

Well, ladies and gentlemen, it's pretty dumb if you ask me (aka The Immediate Consumer Extraordinaire).When you choose to power down your PC within Vista operating system, you must not shut the lid if it is configured to trigger the Sleep Mode. Why? Because despite the fact that Vista is shutting down your computer, it figures that you must've changed your mind and want to put the computer into

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-10751567027824062652007-11-09T12:08:00.000-05:002007-11-09T12:22:26.395-05:00

The whole day up to know feels like a hangover after a one nice night out. But given that it's a Friday and I had not left the house yesterday ever since getting back home from work, this is highly unlikely.Still, it feels like my brain is covered with dim cloud and the melancholy mood had not left even after a prompt cup of coffee arriving to work. Perhaps I shouldn't have gotten Breakfast Blend

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-85755529007823277942007-11-01T09:47:00.000-05:002008-01-31T15:04:45.329-05:00

*at the meeting*Doug: Carlos, the users would like a documentation for this product.Carlos: Oh, alright. I'll come up with some UML diagrams...Doug: No. They would prefer it typed, please.Carlos: Oh.... Um, like... words?

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-80910968119821857852007-11-01T09:35:00.000-05:002007-11-01T09:46:39.838-05:00

Halloween can be fun for some but it's rather trouble some for some others. Yesterday I think I raised the spoon with soup about 3 times before I was able to actually eat its contents on the 4th. Each time I had to get up and give out some strangers dressed in weird stuff sweets which I would much rather eat myself. At least I had my fun with it - each time I opened the door and kids quickly

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-75767790980340794502007-10-31T16:05:00.000-05:002007-11-01T09:51:23.183-05:00

Doug: Carlos, you're such a nerd!Carlos: Well, why? I am an admin of my network at home and ....Doug: Exactly! Alex, do you have a Domain Controller at home?

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-74155366900971339002007-10-31T15:47:00.000-05:002008-12-12T18:06:42.840-05:00

Brilliant!We had a virus alert going around. They've wrote up a whole explanation how the virus sends you an email making it look like a response from Canada Revenue Agency response to some claim that YOUR EMPLOYER filed (they even manage to get your employer's name somehow....). The email you get even has a pretty Canadian flag logo and everything and it prompts you to click on the link provided

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Well, here's a peculiar situation! There's a webservice that runs on a server side and at request populates an XmlDocument object and simply sends it back. On the other side this so-called object arrives in form of an XmlNode which is an interface made to abstract ALL XML objects you'd create.So ideally I should be able to get my hands on the object of type XmlDocument on a client side after

Alexnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-22966565978423797402007-10-15T14:10:00.000-05:002007-10-15T14:14:19.063-05:00

I am extremely bored at work. How come it's only myself that I find cursed in this peculiar fashion?Needless to mention, our main Architect - basically the guy who calls the final shots on everything our mini "clique" of 4 does - is back from his week.5 long vacation. I was talking to my neighbour today as she was driving me to work and I told her that even though the guy is back he will

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-78400704872719148492007-10-11T15:37:00.000-05:002007-10-11T15:46:05.794-05:00

This is getting ridiculous, I say. I've reached the end of my SECOND and sadly last task, depriving me of work. Who could've ever though that having your boss absent will ever be such a drag! I'm bored of browsing random websites and reading random blogs. Bored of browsing Facebook. I've even ran out of things to research for my Ukraine trip since parents won't let me stay in Paris for a day

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-83557462810699072832007-09-28T14:01:00.000-05:002008-01-31T15:06:33.065-05:00

Answers RatesAnswers ................................................... $1Answers that require thought .......................... $2Correct answers ........................................... $4Dumb looks ...................................... FREE!

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"It is impossible!" said Reason."It is absurd!" exclaimed Experience."It is useless!" cut off Pride."Try..." whispered Dream.

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71%How Addicted to Blogging Are You?I'm insane. I have to stop. MAKE ME STOP!!!

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I always wondered how vain I was. I bought a chocolate bar for $2 that will be donated to help some "schools." I wonder which reason was stronger. Did I want chocolate more than I wanted to feel good after donating some money to help out? I think one came as a consequence of another. And in the end, I just really wanted to make this post.

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-87869843234518301192007-09-20T15:00:00.000-05:002007-09-20T15:04:51.375-05:00

This is the beginning of one of my series of Microsoft laughs. Enjoy!What kind of variable type is ?bool?!

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Today the day started awfully bad. Well, my first thought today was actually a good one: "Oh wow, this is only the second time the alarm rings (meaning it's 7:10am) and not the third (7:15am)!"And on that happy thought I fell back asleep. Woke up after 7:45am and right away my mood clouded. I slowly got myself ready and came downstairs. I got some fruit together for lunch, thanked again for today

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-86267471652363114552007-09-18T09:54:00.000-05:002007-09-18T09:59:09.613-05:00

I have a habit of coming in at sometime after 9am to work and exclaim "Good morning!" to the remaining persons in the adjacent cubicles. I never say it to anyone in particular, never look at anyone when I say it; I simply say it loud enough for everyone to hear.Today, however, one of the guys wasn't around and the other two people seem to be buried with work so I simply omitted my usual morning

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-71994483699340948052007-09-15T23:46:00.000-05:002007-09-18T09:54:51.967-05:00

А меня предупреждали. Не зря это классика. Ревела, куда же я денусь. Вот, посмотрела "Могила светлячков". Зачем, спрашивается? Фильм про жизнь в Японии во время окончания Второй Мировой. Это какой-то ужас! Разревелась по полной. Мне нельзя фильмы студии Ghibli смотреть.

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Once again, I am here. Time runs, unstoppable currents carrying us into our future.I want to write, I want to say something. To express myself; there is almost something that's inside of me that wants to break free. But can't.Horoscope for 10th:Your greatest strength is how your ambition is fed by your sense of organization and planning.

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Top Ten Signs Your Weatherman Is On Drugs 10. Assures viewers heavy downpour of spiders should end by midday9. During weather report, finishes three cans of Pringles8. Begins segment with "A big shout-out to my main dude, Sam the Snowman"7. How else do you explain seeing a Doppler 4000 in local pawn shop?6. Segues to sports guy by saying, "Now here's the narc"5. Between "Thun-" and "-der", a 3-

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*cue in 11:24PM on the assignment due day*- Aha! Suck my right ball, bitch!- Now there's how you know Ovesea is stressed out...

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*cue in "My Baby You" by Mark Anthony*- How can he use his laptop to jerk off?- Online porn?! - *sigh* - You watch porn too...- No I don't.- Lies!- No I don't!- You see, my sister said that it's biological... for guys. Like, they've gotta...- Well.. I just.. don't need porn! I have a very vivid imagination! :)- .... OMG, I'm sorry I asked! - *disgusted with topic*- What, girls jerk off too. You

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Скорее всего Ваша фраза «Никогда не переставай улыбаться, даже если тебе грустно – кто-то может влюбиться в твою улыбку»Пройти тест

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Best tutorial for setting up your Eclipse IDE to work with C/C++!Get it herePowered by ScribeFire.

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Spoke Ukrainian today with the President of the company I work for. I must confess, it was very pleasant...

Alexnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-59757232307596765372007-03-21T18:09:00.001-05:002007-03-21T18:09:41.995-05:00

Проснулась от маминых слов "Саша, уже пол восьмого." С начала никак не могла понять кто это говорит. Причем у меня за спиной а не с порога комнаты, как это обычно случается. До меня тихонько доходит что разговаривает со мной мама и я наконец вспоминаю что мне было влом убирать все со своей кровати и было холодно, так что я забралась спать с мамой.Так странно. Все время, сколько я себя помню,

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This is the first in the never ending series of tutorials I will be posting because I'm getting pissed off at work at how open source technologies lack such useful resources.NOTE: This tutorial is meant to be an addition to this one.Before you begin.At the time of writing of this tutorial the following versions were referred to:Spring 2.0Springmodules 0.7Here are a few resources you may find

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Well, there is a lot of movement right now at work. Everyone decided to swap the desks, well except me, the poor co-op, and Leena, one of the business analysts. Well, Shawn gets to stay put right behind me as well, but he's away and can't share the excitement. The local repository is still down and due to the move probably won't be up until lunch. Hopefully by then all the Crispy Creme(TM)

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-89583255398954075212007-02-23T17:37:00.001-05:002007-02-23T17:37:33.758-05:00

Ваша красота похожа на... тёплый вечер......мягкая, нежная, пушистая... слекга доверчивая и нежная... Ваша красота лирична, прекрасна, как вечерняя луна, как невесомая струйка ароматного дыма и достойна тысячи стихов... вы красивы истинной, настоящей красотой — и вам, должно быть, очень трудно даются отрицательные роли — ведь даже играя их вы способны затмить кого угодно.) Иногда слишком

Alexnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-59282800141546862882007-02-20T13:57:00.001-05:002007-02-20T14:31:18.883-05:00

Настрой был с утра в глубокой жопе. Was given a gigantic cookie from Starbucks, cheered up a bit. Finished assignment at work, also helped. Got new assignment that I'm planning to finish tonight, Rolands added his own batch of positiveness - his work's going well too. Why would I be bothered by someone?

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-80501158378979362622007-02-19T11:36:00.000-05:002007-09-19T16:25:37.811-05:00

пройти тест ВиконтWhy the fuck are they always right?! Well, happy Monday, everyone!

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Not many of you know and even less of you realize how much I love writing. And reading. When I was younger, I had even attempted to write a book!So it should come at no surprise that sometimes these little snippets of some untold, unfinished story can randomly come up in my head. And I'd like to get rid of them here (:"Have you ever felt like a thief asking your parents for money?Have you ever

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There are times in your life when you feel like you're surrounded by a big blue ocean and you're standing on a small strip of sand with water calmly hitting your feet and you can smell the salt in the light breeze that's playing with your hair.Yes, this is how I feel. Right now, right this moment. I feel sand between my toes! LoL, for those who don't understand the metaphor, allow myself to

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-59077658671158481252007-02-07T16:30:00.000-05:002008-12-12T18:06:44.149-05:00

Much like "Time Machine", old Russian band, sang, I solve my problems by pretending they don't exist (from the song called "She walks through life, laughing"). I avoid them and most of the time if I avoid them for long enough they tend to settle in like dust during cleaning.I am like that. So sue me!

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-3968278395046023152007-01-29T13:35:00.000-05:002007-01-30T15:47:46.470-05:00

Wow. I've watched "Alpha Dog" with Justin Timberlake yesterday and I have a feeling that I'm getting dumber with time. The longer I stay in UW, disconnected from philosophically and artistically intellectual world, stuffing my brains with methodologies, frameworks and other tech stuff, the more my mind turns solid, gets covered up with a hard crispy core and won't let anything through except by

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-69335523900831193642007-01-24T12:32:00.000-05:002007-01-25T12:13:39.709-05:00

"Why did you come?""Because you told me to.""No I didn't." Yes I did. Why?

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“In the Conceptual Age, we will need to complement our L-Directed [Left-Brain Directed] Reasoning by mastering six essential R-Directed [Right-Brain Directed] aptitudes. Together these six high-concept, high-touch senses can help develop the whole new mind for this new era demands. 1. Not just function but also DESIGN2. Not just argument but also STORY3. Not just focus but also SYMPHONY4. Not

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-55224461388579563892007-01-15T17:07:00.000-05:002007-01-15T17:26:49.810-05:00

Well, well... Goya is right - we are always followed by evil demons that will make us pay for the happiness, however short, we experience.I have met New Years sitting on a couch in front of TV in pajamas and with a glass of wine in my hand. I was watching the show downtown as they've counted down the last moments of year 2006. I have counted with the crowd, slowly shouting the moments left of the

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-9773203988820373402007-01-10T17:00:00.000-05:002008-12-12T18:06:44.332-05:00

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That's it. I think, I hope I'm coming to terms with the world. Wow, almost on my 21st year of life I start to open my eyes. Oh wow. I have talked to Anton, lol, that didn't go too well. Once again I've been told how terrible of a person I was and how everything is my fault. Have anyone told you straight to your face that they know their faults and that they're not about to change who they are.

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I'm going to San-Francisco for a week! OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG! I'm really not excited. My exams finished less than a week ago (Monday) and I still can't get used to it. No, it doesn't feel odd, on the contrary it doesn't feel like anything at all! But either way I'm getting away from this country and leaving there all my troubles, worries, problems and troublesome people!Another thing is that this year

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-78911342539021612522006-12-15T09:43:00.000-05:002008-12-12T18:06:44.902-05:00

Inspired my friend Maddi I decided to post a view from the balcony of the apartment I live in. I live on 3rd floor but on my side of the house we also have a basement so technically I live on the 4th floor. Yup, ladies and gentlemen, this is the view in early November of 2006. Unfortunately Global Warming is making a point this year by not allowing the weather to snow. We had 3 days of real

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-56657402857853077792006-12-15T01:29:00.000-05:002008-12-12T18:06:45.050-05:00

Ah, I think I'm turning more and more into Artem. Nono, it's good, really. He's a nice kid and I really do look up to him. Anyways, I've been aimlessly wandering around deviantART and found some pretty crazy things! The image above is from AK3D and there's more where this one came from!The Torture by Final Examination continues in the mean time. Although I really shouldn't complain - I got a very

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The fate of software in year 2007.

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I want to go back. God only knows how much I want to go back. I don't really know why but I really want to go back.To be honest, nothing is pulling me back. No that long-lost love for that country. Just a nice feeling that even if you live here in Canada and now associate yourself with this great country, part of you is still foreign. It's kinda weird, I have to admit.But I read my friend's posts

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It is finally here. The dreaded period in any university student's (and alike) life. The final exams has begun.I must admit I never look forward to final exams. However a part of me always yearns for this time, almost tasting the blissful times, however short, when school is done and you have nothing to worry about anymore.This Friday was also special in a few other ways. Aside of being a

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-19663913460675068652006-12-05T03:17:00.000-05:002007-03-02T11:40:54.398-05:00

Damn it! Today was supposed to be the "healthy eating" day since I ate so much freakin' chocolate on Saturday! And now look at me! What is Alex doing? She having a Korean Chocolate Pie with Marshmallow Cream and chasing it with (a rather goooood) juice ^_______^ I'm such a junkie!On the other note, it seems that people under a wrong assumption that I don't have friends outside of my little

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-19582070425307577082006-12-01T17:22:00.000-05:002006-12-01T17:27:04.023-05:00

Wow. It's a little sad but once again I will be bored on Friday night. And that's coming from a university student. University of Waterloo student!I need to start making friends (: And given the amount of [nice] people in my class that shouldn't be a problem. I just need to find something common with them. Ask them to go to a party, or perhaps study together. I dunno. Because surprisingly my

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-18150210834767470212006-11-29T18:35:00.000-05:002006-11-29T18:41:27.824-05:00

I had a fight with Artem. I shouldn't have tho. I'm so tired of fighting about dirty dishes - it's terrible. I feel horrible even though I shouldn't. Because neither of us are wrong. He's not wrong for asking me to put the dishes back and I'm not wrong for trying to do something to improve things.And I feel bad for telling Chris that Anton being gone for a week means free rides for me. Only after

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-51798104687747687632006-11-28T03:06:00.001-05:002006-11-28T03:06:59.065-05:00

These I shall visit when I'm bored :D

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-39612941585981903722006-11-28T02:53:00.000-05:002006-11-28T02:58:25.705-05:00

It's funny how our twins sometimes are so far away from being twins. Maybe they just got sick of everyone thinking they're the same person that they've decided to just be different? Afterall, like repel but unlike attract!Anyways, I was just making myself tea and was getting my cup when I noticed how their cups were kinda leaning on each other. And imagine this - such contrast!Anton's cup is

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-22451100507069066162006-11-28T02:46:00.001-05:002006-11-28T02:46:49.698-05:00

Call me typical, call me boring, but yes, right now I'm feeling used.No matter how nice this city of Waterloo is, how simple and open people are here, for some reason I can feel the cold side of it with every inch of my skin.Whether I walk by the construction workers with a frown and, when glancing at them, I can't hold but smile back to their smiling faces and hear "There you go! You look much

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1147966692279552932006-05-18T10:34:00.000-05:002006-05-18T10:53:29.126-05:00

Dog and Dennis.Alex and Victor. The joke was that my "dog" is better than Dennis's. That's still arguable.... Victor is looking for aleternative ways to spend the night ;)Not sure when this was taken................... Anton doesn't look too entertained....................... Coincidence?! I think not!

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1147967352789831882006-05-18T10:30:00.000-05:002006-05-18T10:52:32.466-05:00

Something tells me that Victor is not the biggest fan of chick-flicks. And don't ask him what he thought of "Down with Love"This is what you get when you have a weak immune system to flicks. Check out his silver slippers and how strongly he is into the women's magazine Natali.P.S. the cleaner comes as a bonus!Dennis is being..... himself really. I think what Victor's "flick disease" is contageous

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1147061910359090622006-05-07T22:50:00.000-05:002006-05-07T23:18:30.530-05:00

There's just something about not having school on Monday that makes you smile on Sunday nights! I'm a little off tonight but it's nothing unbearable. Because [practically] every day I wake up and walk out of the door into sunshine and green trees and grass! I want to smile, take a deep breath, as if I'm trying to swallow all that goodness at once. I'm looking for inspiration. Something fresh,

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1139950185567015042006-02-14T15:48:00.000-05:002006-02-14T15:49:45.570-05:00

Rick from my floor got bored and creative at the same time. 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1139950120705970572006-02-14T15:47:00.000-05:002006-02-14T15:48:40.706-05:00

Don't ask.... Artem asked for it. The trouble, that is. And he's got it! Muahahaha! My poor pillows... 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1139950043657246382006-02-14T15:46:00.000-05:002006-02-14T15:47:23.660-05:00

[Jin, Alex O., Artem, Alex B., Rolands]Hey, university life isn't all that bad! 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1139949966697036702006-02-14T15:44:00.000-05:002006-02-14T15:46:06.700-05:00

Alex, looking like a timbit. Sry, man, for some reason you reminded me that :s 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1139949894739437692006-02-14T15:43:00.000-05:002006-02-14T15:44:54.740-05:00

[ltr: Rolands, Artem, Alex O.]Heh, we've got jobs and we're proud. And just in general, it's a cool picture. 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1139949760707335852006-02-14T15:41:00.000-05:002006-02-14T15:42:40.713-05:00

I've got no idea why this turned out so bad. It takes "skill" to take a picture at such angle that my hand looks retarted. And my face too. But hey, what else is new? 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1138301626257289532006-01-26T13:51:00.000-05:002006-01-26T13:53:46.260-05:00

[from left to right] G-MaN (Garry), Jin aka "baby Woo", Rolands (well, just Rolands), Artem and of course ME, the greatest! (aka Alex B. pleaseandthankyou). 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1138301385502962342006-01-26T13:48:00.000-05:002006-01-26T13:49:45.510-05:00

Artem [Lopyrev] looking a little constipated here, but it's ok, we'll forgive him for it later. But now is the time to make fun of him! Hahaha. LoL, just in a funky mood :D 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1131246782604302082005-11-05T22:10:00.000-05:002005-11-05T22:13:02.610-05:00

Well, folks, this WAS one of those funny and fun nights! hehe... "If you know what I mean..." (c) Dan. Hopefully people will be still alive once this goes public..... yeah, that goes to you Rolands... 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1099971768207344152004-11-08T22:42:00.001-05:002004-11-08T22:42:48.206-05:00

Vice Principal, Principal, Vice Principal 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1099971737072129082004-11-08T22:42:00.000-05:002004-11-08T22:42:17.073-05:00

Mashunia! ^_^ 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1099971696138258452004-11-08T22:41:00.000-05:002004-11-08T22:41:36.136-05:00

Got a problem? I like milk, so? 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1099971643804255082004-11-08T22:40:00.001-05:002004-11-08T22:40:43.803-05:00

Check out my hair! -Olga 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1099971612038959912004-11-08T22:40:00.000-05:002004-11-08T22:40:12.036-05:00

Wait 'till the demolition squad shows up! 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1099971590053057042004-11-08T22:39:00.001-05:002004-11-08T22:39:50.053-05:00

I see alive people!!! 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1099971547763686932004-11-08T22:39:00.000-05:002004-11-08T22:39:07.763-05:00

Oh no! The Camera of Doom! She's gonna take a picture! I'm gonna die from it! Oh no! 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1099971462368857202004-11-08T22:37:00.000-05:002004-11-08T22:37:42.366-05:00

I see the light! Ouch, it's so bright! What? where em i? 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1099971392664550922004-11-08T22:36:00.000-05:002004-11-08T22:36:32.663-05:00

Look honey, there's the camera! Smile for the girdy! I mean... Af, get the fuck outta here! 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1099971250716475282004-11-08T22:34:00.000-05:002004-11-08T22:34:10.716-05:00

Got milk? 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1099971227418866162004-11-08T22:33:00.001-05:002004-11-08T22:33:47.416-05:00

Whoa! Some crazy stuff goin' on dere 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1099971206993185812004-11-08T22:33:00.000-05:002004-11-08T22:33:26.993-05:00

*bubble though* How do I look? Are my teeth white enough? How do I look? Ok... Ok, gotta look tough, gotta look cool... Yeah... Yeah! Yeah!!! I'm cool! 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1099971152985992842004-11-08T22:32:00.001-05:002004-11-08T22:32:32.986-05:00

That's right, smile for the camera, buddy 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1099971131435743802004-11-08T22:32:00.000-05:002004-11-08T22:32:11.436-05:00

*sing* Pretty woman, walking down the street... *sing* 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1099971102220767382004-11-08T22:31:00.002-05:002004-11-08T22:31:42.220-05:00

Peace out, dudes  

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1099971088349445212004-11-08T22:31:00.001-05:002004-11-08T22:52:58.150-05:00

Toronto Subway

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1099971072542505532004-11-08T22:31:00.000-05:002004-11-08T22:31:12.543-05:00

Ah, what am I saying, I love my mom's cooking! ^_____^ Yum! 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1099971048645950722004-11-08T22:30:00.001-05:002004-11-08T22:30:48.646-05:00

Evil witchcraft at its best :) 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1099971019379338332004-11-08T22:30:00.000-05:002004-11-08T22:30:19.380-05:00

Dramatic... Very dramatic. Such feelings, such erm... ah, screw it 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1087342094537510672004-06-15T18:28:00.000-05:002004-06-15T18:28:14.536-05:00

All the anime freaks! ^_^ 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1087149010895985732004-06-13T12:50:00.000-05:002004-06-13T12:50:10.896-05:00

I think the tomatoe industry got rich over that night 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1087148981926720102004-06-13T12:49:00.001-05:002004-06-13T12:49:41.926-05:00

More cool pointing people 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1087148953863169242004-06-13T12:49:00.000-05:002004-06-13T12:49:13.863-05:00

More people pointing at more fat b-day people. 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1087148928633289602004-06-13T12:48:00.001-05:002004-06-13T12:48:48.633-05:00

More tomatoes, anyone? 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1087148910418748522004-06-13T12:48:00.000-05:002004-06-13T12:48:30.416-05:00

If you can't do it, be next to someone who can when the picture's taken 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1087148858312362442004-06-13T12:47:00.001-05:002004-06-13T12:47:38.313-05:00

Yoga Cool Yoga 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1087148841416771442004-06-13T12:47:00.000-05:002004-06-13T12:47:21.416-05:00

Leave no survivors!.......Finishing up the food 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1087148811850535902004-06-13T12:46:00.002-05:002004-06-13T12:46:51.850-05:00

More dudes 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7296692.post-1087148795707312032004-06-13T12:46:00.001-05:002004-06-13T12:46:35.706-05:00

Dudes 

Alexnoreply@blogger.com0