Sports Fanatic

I love chick flicks. My cousin and I went on a whim to see Fever Pitch today. That movie is the combination of my two of my favourite things - a good romanatic story and sports. Needless to say, I thoroughly enjoyed it.

Just for the record, I would NEVER have a problem if my boyfriend was a fanatical follower of a sports team that I too, enjoyed. If he had seasons tickets to the Leafs, I would pester him to go to as many games as possible with him. I'm guilty of my of the stuff that Jimmy Fallon's character Ben does in the movie. I really do schedule myself around hockey...or at least I used to when there was hockey being played. For the record, I watched all but 3 televised Leaf games last year. Sadly, they were ALL losses to the Flyers. I do bitch when we have dinners to go to on game nights. Don't people know?! LOL.

I need to get the fan ban version of Fever Pitch. So if someone knows where I can do that, please let me know.

I found my new favourite quotation. My new motto to live by:

"All your life you are told the things you cannot do. All your life they will say you're not good enough or strong enough or talented enough; they will say you're the wrong height or the wrong weight or the wrong type to play this or be this or achieve this. THEY WILL TELL YOU NO, a thousand times no, until all the no's become meaningless. All your life they will tell you no, quite firmly and very quickly. AND YOU WILL TELL THEM YES." - Nike Inc.

Headache

So I was uber productive yesterday and I think that I've got my parts of the write-up complete for the Disney project.

I don't think the same can be said for my group members. I know for a fact that one of them is getting hammered tonight. Not exactly the type of dedication that warms one's heart. Bah!

But even though I'm done, I have the unsettling feeling that this is just the beginning for me. I think I'll get saddled with doing the write-up for the recommendations. After all, people who possess passion are obviously too busy being passionate to be productive...right?

Why do I have to care so much about my marks?! WHY?!

The Roadblock

Even though I've been finished final examinations since April 7th at 5pm, I haven't been fully freed for summer. The only thing that stands in my way at this point? Well, it's a pretty big blockade. DISNEY.

I worked on a consulting project for them that involved doing some marketing research on their current levels of brand equity in the Canadian marketplace with a group of classmates for our Marketing Research course. (Did that sentence sound like a bunch of mumbo jumbo? That's ok. If it sounds impressive, all the better. I'll include it on my resume ;)) Anyway, this also happens to be the group with deluded members, abrasive members, lazy members who value going to a fashion show more than doing something for a school mark. People who believe that if you don't hold your dream job, it's not because of lack of luck but solely because of your lack of Passion. Bullshit. Anyway, this project is STILL not done.

I'm working on my parts of the write-up. Needless to say it's not going well. I'm still sore from shooting hoops yesterday. I have that "I'm getting sick" feeling. My muscles ache and my brain is unwilling to produce any relevant thoughts for the write-up.

This is what I'm going to be doing ALL week. Joy! [note sarcasm]

Timing

I love getting off work early, in effect allowing myself to beat the rush hour traffic.

However, as a reminder for those people who take the 53E home, avoid being around Bayview around 3pm. That's when the Catholic kids get off school. My goodness are there a lot of them. And my goodness are they rude, obnoxious and loud. I can't even catnap in peace and quiet and regardless of how loudly I turn up the volume on my mp3 player, it's not enough to drown out the incessent sounding of their rants about boys, girls, sex, sex, sex...did I mention sex?

There's really something to be said about the Catholic school system. It's like they repress their students to the point where they think about sex every waking second of the day. It doesn't help that near that bus stop there is one all boys school and one all girls school. Get over it people! Girl, meet guy. Guy, meet girl. Now that they've met, can they please pipe down?!

Left in its wake

I finished up the inventory system I was working on rather early today so I got to leave early. Ordinarily I would hop on the first train home, but the weather is nice and I was dressed in comfortable shoes so I opted for a stroll down my favourite street, Bloor.

In case anyone is wondering, no I didn't see anyone famous. Never really do even though I have trolled around those places rather often and the stars are flocking into Hollywood North.

Didn't find anything at the Gap. Next stop on my walk was Roots. In the wake of the NHL strike, NHL merchandise has remained plentiful and on the shelves. Playoffs would have started up this week. But alas, everything about the game remains on ice. However, this has translated in sales on Leaf related merchandise. So I bought myself 2 Leaf shirts. Decent price, why not? Now I have an abundance of Leaf related paraphernalia. Hopefully I'll get a chance to wear it sometime...

The more distressing thing is this next admission...I think I may like NCAA basketball more than the NHL. *gasp*. It's true. I don't think I've ever seen something so exciting. It's such a shame that I don't go to a Division 1 school. Then I could sport their paraphernalia. In the style of UofT, Wake Forest actually has a t-shirt featuring "Basic Math". It has their team mascot (the Demon Deacon) and then a ">" Duke's team mascot (the Blue Devil). Excellent stuff.

I should stop buying Leaf gear. I need more Team Canada stuff so that's next on the list...

Totally overrated

Experience. It's invalueable and we should do anything to earn it. This is true. However, these experiences are often attained at no cost to the employer. Lucky them.

I'm currently interning at one of Canada's largest Brand Management companies. This is a fabulous opportunity. I'm learning a lot by observing industry experts in their element and sitting in on internal meetings and the like. This is, however, wreaking havoc on my sleeping patterns (the early wake-ups) and not being particularly helpful to my bank account.

I'm glad that I enjoy what I'm doing (this will not occur come May when I go back to being a minion for the TTC) but I miss the biweekly paycheques. It's what we live for as employees. So that said, regardless of how monotonous and frustrating working at the TTC is, there is one large advantage - it pays. And seeing as how the seed has been planted in my head of a very nice graduate degree from an American University, well, I need to start saving...BIG TIME.

The moral? Find a job you like and that replenishes your bank account biweekly. [Note to self: follow own advice]

Destination: Procrastination

I always wanted a blog and technically I've had this one for a while. But since I'm in a giving mood, I've decided to give one to myself.

So what should I be doing instead of posting? Working on my Disney consulting project. It's technically due sometime in the next two weeks but oh well. I don't think it'll get done before the 25th. Not when you have group members who are deluded enough to think that they can be in charge while doing none of the work themselves. Not in my world. That pushes Addy to go into dictator mode. This is something that should definitely be avoided.

But procrastination is fun. I'm going to continue watching a rerun of ER and rereading a fanfic that I've read countless times before. At this point, I'd rather do anything but work.

Father, it has been one week since I've done work....

Let's see how long I can keep this up before the guilt sets in