Eventful Weekend

I am feeling that I am falling behind in work. I have three tasks piled up at the moment. My biggest peeve right now is that there is just no end in sight for the quarterly report: I'm missing data; my numbers aren't balancing, though that might be due to the missing data; and I still can't exactly see what the end IS yet--and this thing is supposed to be on RUSH. As for the other two tasks, I'm not too worried about them--I think I can finish them both in a day, though that's assuming everything I've done so far is correct. Gawd please balance!

Anyways this was a pretty good weekend--up til the ride home on Saturday night I guess. On Friday night, I went to George's CSMA choir concert. It's pretty funny watching little kids sing and remembering the similar experiences when I was an idiot in elementary school. Watching a kid looking confused as the kid beside him pulled him into position just made me realize I am such an old fart now--I wish everything can still be so innocent and direct. The latter performances by the adult choir was very good as well. There were selections from Les Miserables and the woman from Nova Scotia had a very powerful voice.

On Saturday I woke up at 5:40am to go volunteering at SFU Open House 2006. Waking up at 5:40am was easier than I thought. So after grabbing my T-shirt I went to the ASB looking for my station. I talked to a lady who looked important because she was wearing a sash and she directed me to table full of boxes. Confused, I opened them up to find, OMG, instructions! Other people showed up later on and we got everything setup. Amy the extrovert was great and broke the ice around the group; nice meeting you! I met up with Ryan and George and got lunch... hmmm donairs. I actually began to feel pretty tired from all the standing so I went to IRMACS to watch the presentation on open source. It was average; the presenter wasn't too charismatic and the information wasn't really 100% correct either. But hey, at least I got to sit for about 20 minutes. Afterward I walked around the campus and took some pictures and met up with Joyce. We walked around, dinner at White Spot, VSO (Very nice pieces by the way, I only thought the last piece was weak and the 'Avant le Descente' had too much dissonance.), blah blah blah, okay let fast forward the part where I was weak and the evening fell apart.

We were walking to Burrard, trying to find a bus home. Ugh gutless. It was a silent bus ride and I didn't even sit with her. I was tired yes but I was even more nervous. See the real sad part is it didn't really hit me until George said, "Why didn't you talk to her at all on the bus?" Ugh. Last time with Jenn I was a lot bolder with the compliments and the flirts; I don't think I've even told Joyce once that she's cute. WTF happened to meeeeee :(.