Well so much has happened in the last week or so! My sister came home, and that was fanTAStic. It's so nice to see her and Jordan! I miss all the silliness!
Christmas happened, which was great. I got one big present that will hopefully come in the mail tomorrow, so I'm quite pumped for that. Other than that, everyone seemed to like the presents I got them, so that's always a plus!
I did a little boxing day shopping, got some new kicks and some jeans, then went out to Ceili's with a whole bunch of people and saw SO many who I haven't seen in a while.
Worked a little, working again tomorrow and Saturday, which stinks because the university is DESERTED and no one cares that we're open.
Yesterday we went to Kirsten's for a fake Tuesday night dinner (since they were busy on Tuesday) and had some yummy hamburger soup. SO GOOD! On my way to their place I stopped at the liquor store to get some beers, and I was SO happy to see Wildrose, my most farourite beer, in bottles now!!! You used to only be able to get Wildrose on tap, then they began to offer in in one litre bottles, and NOW IN REGULAR BOTTLES!!!! Velvet Fog is my fave, but the Brown is a very close second. Even people who don't like beer that much like Velvet Fog. Ohhhhhhhh, so delish.
Shopped today with the G-ma and got some christmas clothes, (well not actually christmassy clothing, but clothing for christmas), and had some delicious lunch at Mercato.
I decided to work at the golf course that I used to work at for New Year's since I'll make some good money. My friends Vanessa and Jess are working too, and it's pretty fun (besides the work part) so it's not like it's all bad... I never have the greatest time ever on New Year's, so I decided instead of spending lots of money for an okay time, I might as well make some moola and have fun with my girls.
That's pretty much the update... Basically just trying to take some time to enjoy my holidays and my time with Kristen! Then back to school. Boo.
Thursday, December 29, 2005
Thursday, December 22, 2005
Scarred for life...
...by my cat. Well hopefully not for life. But she scratched me, oh she scratched me good. It hurts. A lot. I have a deep one on my chin, then a light non-bloody scratch under my chin down my neck, then another deep one on my lower neck. I kind of look like I got attacked my a knife wielding vilain or something.
How could this cute adorable kitten, who comes to the door everytime I come home, who comes running when I call her, who keeps me company when I'm brushing me teeth, who sleeps on my chest with her head nestled on my shoulder do something so evil??? Well, it's because she's a cat. And as someone once said, cats don't have owners, they have staff. And I CLEARLY did something she was NOT pleased with. So naturally, I was punished.
Monday, December 19, 2005
J'ai fini!
Yahooo!!!!
No more school! (Until January 9, that is, when I start my VERY LAST SEMESTER OF UNIVERSITY!)
So on Saturday, I celebrated by making some caramel almond popcorn. Mmmmmmmmm. I saw it on Martha Stewart, and I just had to make it!
No more school! (Until January 9, that is, when I start my VERY LAST SEMESTER OF UNIVERSITY!)
So on Saturday, I celebrated by making some caramel almond popcorn. Mmmmmmmmm. I saw it on Martha Stewart, and I just had to make it!
I toasted my own almonds, popped my own corn, made caramel from scratch... It was fun! (I even dropped my candy thermometre in the caramel... that was really fun too.)
You can find the recipe here.
That night I went to the Roadhouse with my girls Vanessa, Jess, Caroline, and Jess's friend Jenna, who was fun too! As always, we had a blast. But, the celebrations took their toll on my the next day, let me tell you! I was NOT feeling good the next morning. I think I'm getting too old for this club stuff. I think I'll lay off for a little bit.
That's a hot pose I've got going on... And Vanessa please don't kill me for putting this picture on here, because I know you don't like it, BUT you can find more and better pictures from the night here, so don't fret!
I didn't end up taking a picture of me dancing around like and idiot after finishing my last paper, but you can just picture it in your head... My stomach still hurts too much to dance around...
Tequila = Death.
Friday, December 16, 2005
Procrastination
This is me writing my paper.
(Other side of me writing my paper.)
This is me getting an idea and writing it down.
This is me realizing that it wasn't the greatest idea and now being stuck with nothing.
This is me sulking because I have more writing to do.
Stay tuned for me being finished and celebrating by dancing around like an idiot!
And to answer any questions, yes, I am that pale (except for when I'm drinking, because then I'm pretty red. Or when I'm working out, cause then I'm pretty red too)... but I like to think that my chins aren't that big... I think it's the camera angle... yeah, the camera angle.
Thursday, December 15, 2005
Christmas tree?
My family has a sort of running joke surrounding christmas trees. My father like everything to be pretty much perfect. He has a fake tree, (a real looking one though), whith perfect lights and perfectly placed ornaments, with garlands around the whole house and (electric) candles in all the windows. He has a very beautiful "perfect" style christmasy house. My mum has different tastes. In her house, we have the chinese new year figurines, which are very neat and OLD. (I think they have been passed down for some time now, but I'm not sure.) We have lights on the bush outside, and the sweetest little reject of a tree ever. We used to make fun of my mum and her Charlie Brown christmas tree and we'd sometimes make her get a "good one", but over the years, we've come to love her poor little tree with sprawled lights and our home-made-in-kindergarden-ornaments. This year, the tree is actually quite full (normally it's pretty straggely), but, it's lacking in the height department.
I give you: the tree!
I give you: the tree!
No, we do not have an abnormally tall chair and lamp... our tree is TINY!!! There aren't any decorations on it yet, but we just put the lights on it the other day. (and by "put the lights on it", I mean I litterally threw them over top of the tree and called it a day.) I especially like the care I took in camouflaging the cord leading up to the lights. It's very nice.
The funny part is that normally when we put the decos on it, the branches struggle to hold up the paper plate circle, and the (broken) egg shell with sequins and yarn glued to it. Everyone always makes fun of our poor little tree, and my mum always defends it saying "well someone has to love the little ones!". She's proud of our tree! As pathetic and meager as it is, it's ours!
The funny part is that normally when we put the decos on it, the branches struggle to hold up the paper plate circle, and the (broken) egg shell with sequins and yarn glued to it. Everyone always makes fun of our poor little tree, and my mum always defends it saying "well someone has to love the little ones!". She's proud of our tree! As pathetic and meager as it is, it's ours!
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
Sad, Mad, Schocked, Blue...
I've had a very interesting day. I started the day with an e-mail from a friend telling me that an other one of our friends was in the ICU. He and I weren't super close (he is studying music at UVIC and has been for 3 years), but in high school we were friends, and we actually dated way back in Junior High. We chatted on MSN last week actually and he told me how he couldn't wait to see me when he was home for christmas. (He's actually the one who told me my eyes looked beautiful in the picture everyone hated.) So I guess he got into a skateboarding (or longboarding?) accident and he has a collapsed lung, and I think his skull is majorly fractured. I'm not really sure what else, but something like that. He is in a medically induced coma and they're slowly taking him off the meds. Apparently he's responding to reflex stuff, which is good... but really, they don't know about brain damage and stuff until he wakes up. Horrible. Like I mentioned before, he's studying music, and he's the most amazing musician... He has this raw talent on piano and trombone and he can play a jazz lic like no one else. That's the part that's scary to me... thinking about the possibility of him NOT having his musical talents when he starts recovery. So I'm looking for some pictures of us from when we were in school, because his mum is looking for some to show him to help with memory recovery. I hope I find some.
I went on with my day, since I had a meeting with a prof and then an exam... but all I could think about was him... I don't really know why this is affecting me so much, since we really haven't seen each other in over a year. But it really is... I can't understand it. I guess it's just weird to think of someone I used to be so close with, and who I just talked to, suddenly in a hospital and in a coma. It's really weird.
So whatever, I take my exam, it goes alright, then I call my friend (the one who informed me of his accident in the first place) and we talked a bit, then she tells me some MORE bad news, another guy we went to school with (she was much closer to him than I was) died last week from either an OD or a drug induced anurism (can't spell). This is the sad/mad part, since you just want to shake him for doing such a stupid thing, but he still died, and that's a tragedy. This isn't affecting me as much since we weren't too close, but it's still something that hurts people around me, and that's never fun.
Then I find out that my sister got a JOB which is SO exciting, and that makes me happy... but then I feel guilty for being happy when there's so much sad around me. I also have a shit load of homework still to do, so I have to concentrate.
Another thing that's bothering me is that this accident is affecting me so much, since like I said I haven't seen him in over a year. Why am I so sad about something that happened to someone I barely talk to? I don't know. I just am. Maybe I'm just remembering how close we used to be, or how he's the one who ALWAYS told me how beautiful I am, no matter who I was dating or who he was dating. Whenever I felt terrible or was having boyfriend troubles and felt bad about myself, he'd always say something so over-the-top mushy and cheeseball, but that still made me feel great about myself. I guess I have a right to be sad. No one can dictate my emotions, not even me!
Anyways, I'm happy about the whole happy part, and sad about the whole sad part, and apathetic about my homework situation. If I can make it through the week, I deserve a good night out to relax!
I went on with my day, since I had a meeting with a prof and then an exam... but all I could think about was him... I don't really know why this is affecting me so much, since we really haven't seen each other in over a year. But it really is... I can't understand it. I guess it's just weird to think of someone I used to be so close with, and who I just talked to, suddenly in a hospital and in a coma. It's really weird.
So whatever, I take my exam, it goes alright, then I call my friend (the one who informed me of his accident in the first place) and we talked a bit, then she tells me some MORE bad news, another guy we went to school with (she was much closer to him than I was) died last week from either an OD or a drug induced anurism (can't spell). This is the sad/mad part, since you just want to shake him for doing such a stupid thing, but he still died, and that's a tragedy. This isn't affecting me as much since we weren't too close, but it's still something that hurts people around me, and that's never fun.
Then I find out that my sister got a JOB which is SO exciting, and that makes me happy... but then I feel guilty for being happy when there's so much sad around me. I also have a shit load of homework still to do, so I have to concentrate.
Another thing that's bothering me is that this accident is affecting me so much, since like I said I haven't seen him in over a year. Why am I so sad about something that happened to someone I barely talk to? I don't know. I just am. Maybe I'm just remembering how close we used to be, or how he's the one who ALWAYS told me how beautiful I am, no matter who I was dating or who he was dating. Whenever I felt terrible or was having boyfriend troubles and felt bad about myself, he'd always say something so over-the-top mushy and cheeseball, but that still made me feel great about myself. I guess I have a right to be sad. No one can dictate my emotions, not even me!
Anyways, I'm happy about the whole happy part, and sad about the whole sad part, and apathetic about my homework situation. If I can make it through the week, I deserve a good night out to relax!
Monday, December 12, 2005
It's Monday
In case you were wondering what day it is.
I had my first exam today. It went well... I blabbed on for 8 and a half pages about how the two protagonists in two novels are similar and different in their ways to "climb the ladder of high society in Paris" blah blah blah... bored yet? You should be.
I went to the library because I found THE PERFECT BOOK for my spanish paper on learning and teaching strategies for different learning styles in the acquisition of a second language, but when I got to the library, the librarian told me that I couldn't have the book. Isn't that what a library is? THE LENDING OF BOOKS??? It's a 24 hour loan, which I accept, but she tells me "well if you're not in the class, you can't have it." First of all, she never asked me what class I was taking. (I'm NOT in the class, but still...) Secondly, OBVIOUSLY no one else wants it, otherwise it would be out, considering we're already into finals. Thirdly, no where does it say anywhere that you have to be in the class... it just says 24 hour loan. Why is it in the general library catalogue if you can only check it out if you're in the class? What a tease.
"I know it's for that particular class, but it's the perfect book for my paper, which is in a very similar class, but it's in Spanish, not Education. Couldn't I just take it home tonight and give it back tomorrow morning? Please?"
"NO."
"Okay, well can I take it now for a few minutes, and then come back tomorrow and have it for a couple of hours?"
"FINE. Give me your card." (snatches my card out of my hand and throws it back to me after scanning it)
"Thank you."
Five minutes later... she walks over to where I'm sitting.
"Are you done yet??????"
"Ummmm, no, not yet."
"Well you better bring it back when you're done."
"Okay... no problem." Despite what all those who know me are thinking, I actually was being nice to her.
So I barely got any time with the precious book, and for all I know someone will have it tomorrow. Some special "in the class" person who doesn't want it as much as I do. They won't appreciate the book, love the book, care for the book like I will. I NEED THAT BOOK!
I found another book (in the reject aka for regular people not special IN THE CLASS people), not NEARLY as perfect, and I brought it up to the counter and at first she ignored that I was standing there, then finally sighed and came over, examined the book, and then looked at me in the eyes and said "so what class is THIS one for?" What kind of question is that? Is there a rule that states that the librarians are allowed to interrogate each student who wants to check out a book? I told her that it was for the same class... it honestly took her 10 seconds to react and finally she snatched my card again and decided that I was worthy enough to check out the book. I totally don't get it.
Oh well. I better get that freaking book tomorrow.
I had my first exam today. It went well... I blabbed on for 8 and a half pages about how the two protagonists in two novels are similar and different in their ways to "climb the ladder of high society in Paris" blah blah blah... bored yet? You should be.
I went to the library because I found THE PERFECT BOOK for my spanish paper on learning and teaching strategies for different learning styles in the acquisition of a second language, but when I got to the library, the librarian told me that I couldn't have the book. Isn't that what a library is? THE LENDING OF BOOKS??? It's a 24 hour loan, which I accept, but she tells me "well if you're not in the class, you can't have it." First of all, she never asked me what class I was taking. (I'm NOT in the class, but still...) Secondly, OBVIOUSLY no one else wants it, otherwise it would be out, considering we're already into finals. Thirdly, no where does it say anywhere that you have to be in the class... it just says 24 hour loan. Why is it in the general library catalogue if you can only check it out if you're in the class? What a tease.
"I know it's for that particular class, but it's the perfect book for my paper, which is in a very similar class, but it's in Spanish, not Education. Couldn't I just take it home tonight and give it back tomorrow morning? Please?"
"NO."
"Okay, well can I take it now for a few minutes, and then come back tomorrow and have it for a couple of hours?"
"FINE. Give me your card." (snatches my card out of my hand and throws it back to me after scanning it)
"Thank you."
Five minutes later... she walks over to where I'm sitting.
"Are you done yet??????"
"Ummmm, no, not yet."
"Well you better bring it back when you're done."
"Okay... no problem." Despite what all those who know me are thinking, I actually was being nice to her.
So I barely got any time with the precious book, and for all I know someone will have it tomorrow. Some special "in the class" person who doesn't want it as much as I do. They won't appreciate the book, love the book, care for the book like I will. I NEED THAT BOOK!
I found another book (in the reject aka for regular people not special IN THE CLASS people), not NEARLY as perfect, and I brought it up to the counter and at first she ignored that I was standing there, then finally sighed and came over, examined the book, and then looked at me in the eyes and said "so what class is THIS one for?" What kind of question is that? Is there a rule that states that the librarians are allowed to interrogate each student who wants to check out a book? I told her that it was for the same class... it honestly took her 10 seconds to react and finally she snatched my card again and decided that I was worthy enough to check out the book. I totally don't get it.
Oh well. I better get that freaking book tomorrow.
Saturday, December 10, 2005
NEW Picture
Well, the tribe voted... my picture was bad. I definitely hadn't thought of any of the things you thought of... I actually kind of liked that one. But now all I can see is evilness and maybe a lazy eye? And I always thought that I was my worst critic! Oh well, it serves me right for asking the internet what they thought of my picture.
I'm kind of dreading the whole wedding pictures thing. Now all I'll be able to think about it sucking in my chins and trying to look dead straight ahead (with both eyes) meanwhile trying not to look like I could make someone spontaneously combust if I try hard enough... Oh well, I have christmas to practice. And if all else fails, you can airbrush me right out of the pictures! (Or at least brush my chins down to one singular chin). No one mentioned the chins this time, but I've been taunted and haunted by them too many times before... I always tilt my head up slightly whenever I see a camera pointed my way. Luckily I'm not the ONLY one in the family who has chin(s) problems! Well I guess not luckily... but at least I'm not alone!
I'm kind of dreading the whole wedding pictures thing. Now all I'll be able to think about it sucking in my chins and trying to look dead straight ahead (with both eyes) meanwhile trying not to look like I could make someone spontaneously combust if I try hard enough... Oh well, I have christmas to practice. And if all else fails, you can airbrush me right out of the pictures! (Or at least brush my chins down to one singular chin). No one mentioned the chins this time, but I've been taunted and haunted by them too many times before... I always tilt my head up slightly whenever I see a camera pointed my way. Luckily I'm not the ONLY one in the family who has chin(s) problems! Well I guess not luckily... but at least I'm not alone!
Thursday, December 08, 2005
Tried to come up with a clever title -- It did not happen
I changed my picture. The one over there... you know... over there. (I'm moving my head in the direction of the picture.)
Is it just me, or do I look
a) extremely young
b) a little bit like my father
c) kinda chubby (which may contribute to option a)
Don't get me wrong, I like it. But I think I look a little hors de normale... (couldn't think of what that is in english... sorry for those who don't speak french. Seriously... what is that in english? Oh, never mind, it's not normal. that was kinda weird)
Anyways, that's my weird random post for the day... It's been a long one (the day, that is) so I'm feeling a little hors de normale.
Is it just me, or do I look
a) extremely young
b) a little bit like my father
c) kinda chubby (which may contribute to option a)
Don't get me wrong, I like it. But I think I look a little hors de normale... (couldn't think of what that is in english... sorry for those who don't speak french. Seriously... what is that in english? Oh, never mind, it's not normal. that was kinda weird)
Anyways, that's my weird random post for the day... It's been a long one (the day, that is) so I'm feeling a little hors de normale.
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
Tuesday night dinner... and stuff
Last night I went to Kirsten's for Tuesday night dinner... sans the rest of the people that normally go... (aka Kristen, Jordan, and Devin). So, Kirsten (Jordan's sis), Nathan (their cousin), Taylor, Quinten (Kirsten's daughter and brand new son) and I had dinner, watched some TV, and ate ice cream! It was pretty nice. Nice to see them, since I haven't seen them since Kristen and Jordan moved away, and nice to be entertained by a 2 year old. Taylor was so funny, and SO MUCH MORE TALKATIVE! "Quin Quin crying!". SO cute.
So then I went home, and watched the Amazing Race. It was pretty good... I'm excited to see the finale! I don't really care who wins between the Bransens and the Linzes, but I really don't want the Weavers to win! Did anyone else notice that Phil's package looked kinda huge in the episode? In all of the little Phil moments, it seemed to really ZOOM IN on his package, and it seemed larger than normal... maybe it was just me. I don't know.
Then today, I had a final, which went alright... then I have lots of stuff to do until NEXT Friday, then I'm home FREE!!! I can't wait. I have SO much to do until then, but I'm trying to look ahead to the FREE part.
It seems like everyone around me is stressed... and it's stressing me out too. I don't like that feeling. Oh well... Soon it's over!
So then I went home, and watched the Amazing Race. It was pretty good... I'm excited to see the finale! I don't really care who wins between the Bransens and the Linzes, but I really don't want the Weavers to win! Did anyone else notice that Phil's package looked kinda huge in the episode? In all of the little Phil moments, it seemed to really ZOOM IN on his package, and it seemed larger than normal... maybe it was just me. I don't know.
Then today, I had a final, which went alright... then I have lots of stuff to do until NEXT Friday, then I'm home FREE!!! I can't wait. I have SO much to do until then, but I'm trying to look ahead to the FREE part.
It seems like everyone around me is stressed... and it's stressing me out too. I don't like that feeling. Oh well... Soon it's over!
Monday, December 05, 2005
Cold & Annoyed
When I left my house this morning at 9:25, it was -6 degrees celsius and there was no wind. When I arrived at my parking lot, McMahon Stadium, at 9:35, it was about -25 with STRONG winds. I walked the 10 minute walk to my class with wind whipping harsh snow up into my face, and I was the coldest I've been ALL semester. I was very cold. Very very cold.
Also, my computer is being stupid again. I don't really know what's wrong with it, but if something happens and I loose all my papers, I think I might just throw something hard against the wall. (Yes, I did back them up... but only today after it was being stupid.)
I am annoyed.
Also, my computer is being stupid again. I don't really know what's wrong with it, but if something happens and I loose all my papers, I think I might just throw something hard against the wall. (Yes, I did back them up... but only today after it was being stupid.)
I am annoyed.
Friday, December 02, 2005
Girly Day!
So my best bud Katie is going to her boyfriends "real person who works at a real company" Christmas Party. She asked me to help her with her hair and make-up, and since I LOVE doing stupid girl stuff like that, of course I said yes! So after a few tries and some major "I don't think so"s from her, this is what we ended up with! Fabulous!
Isn't she a knockout??? 
This is me going home... (notice her in sweats... she had a few more hours to kill before the party, so back in the sweats!)
Isn't she a knockout???
Here I am, not even showered.... lovely!
This is me going home... (notice her in sweats... she had a few more hours to kill before the party, so back in the sweats!)
Thursday, December 01, 2005
World AIDS Day
Thanks K for reminding me that it is World AIDS Day. I too, will wear the virtual ribbon!
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
Getting there...
Well I solved ONE problem... (thanks Gwhiz2k!) but I have a slightly bigger problem on my hands. I have a Trojan Horse. Well I think I do. I had one, then I did the things you're supposed to do to fix it, but I'm not too sure that it went away. A while ago, my mum's computer had one, (which she blamed on ME since I had just linked her printer to my computer), but I fixed hers no problem. But when I "fixed" mine, it didn't do the same things that it did when I fixed my mums...I don't know. I'm confused.
Anyways, I'm hoping my computer doesn't suddenly crash on me in the middle of an important paper. It can't crash until Friday the 16th... after that, I won't mind as much. I guess my lesson is back everything up in the next 2 weeks.
Wish me luck!
Anyways, I'm hoping my computer doesn't suddenly crash on me in the middle of an important paper. It can't crash until Friday the 16th... after that, I won't mind as much. I guess my lesson is back everything up in the next 2 weeks.
Wish me luck!
Monday, November 28, 2005
Photos
So I've been dinking around with photos on my blog. I'd like to be able to have a photo to go along with my username like some other's have. I can't seem to get it done. Hello doesn't work for me. I've done everything right and it doesn't work. So I've signed up with flickr. I've done quite a bit. But I still can't set my own photo to my blogger blog. I know that I add it through dashboard and then scroll down to photo and I'm supposed to put in the URL, but I can't seem to do it. Blogger keeps telling me that I have an "bad URL". Any suggestions?
Sunday, November 27, 2005
Staff Party?
It was tonight. Or at least I think that's what that was.
4 people. Bowling. Already, doesn't sound great.
It started at 6:00. I was home by 7:30. (And the bowling alley was 20 minutes from my house.) It was the weirdest thing I've ever seen. The bowling alley was very.... ummmm, simple? It had a christmas tree in the centre of the room with a little fence around it preventing kids from touching it. A picket fence... weird.
Everyone but me initially went to the wrong bowling alley. I'm not really sure how that happened.
We played one game of bowling. That's all the owner said we paid for. I came in second last.
We got the "nacho platter", which consisted of a bag of Tostitos, a cut up tomato, and a butt load of green onions. On a plate. I asked the 12 year old boy behind the counter where the cheese was. He said it was coming. A minute later, he brought us a bowl of cheese. The liquid kind that you get with nachos at the movies. Wow. We got 2 pitchers of pop. One came in a silver jug, which looked stolen from the antique store next door.
We chatted a bit, the 4 of us. Then, we went home. Have you ever heard of a staff party that lasted one hour? I'm still confused. Oh well, at least I got to watch Grey's Anatomy.
All in all, it was the weirdest staff party I've ever been to.
4 people. Bowling. Already, doesn't sound great.
It started at 6:00. I was home by 7:30. (And the bowling alley was 20 minutes from my house.) It was the weirdest thing I've ever seen. The bowling alley was very.... ummmm, simple? It had a christmas tree in the centre of the room with a little fence around it preventing kids from touching it. A picket fence... weird.
Everyone but me initially went to the wrong bowling alley. I'm not really sure how that happened.
We played one game of bowling. That's all the owner said we paid for. I came in second last.
We got the "nacho platter", which consisted of a bag of Tostitos, a cut up tomato, and a butt load of green onions. On a plate. I asked the 12 year old boy behind the counter where the cheese was. He said it was coming. A minute later, he brought us a bowl of cheese. The liquid kind that you get with nachos at the movies. Wow. We got 2 pitchers of pop. One came in a silver jug, which looked stolen from the antique store next door.
We chatted a bit, the 4 of us. Then, we went home. Have you ever heard of a staff party that lasted one hour? I'm still confused. Oh well, at least I got to watch Grey's Anatomy.
All in all, it was the weirdest staff party I've ever been to.
Thursday, November 24, 2005
Welcome to my Webpage!
You'd think I could come up with a better greeting than that for my website that I created for Computer Science 203... but I couldn't.
I had fun doing it, though it's a pretty boring page. I tried to make it kind of interesting, but I was sort of at a loss for exiting things to say. It's being graded, so I couldn't make it too juicy! Anyways, you can have a giggle at my super fantastic picture on the homepage. I'm not sure why I put that one since I look like I've been crying for about 10 days in it! (I don' think I was, but maybe...) And if you're in a picture on that website, sorry for not asking your permission... You look nice so it shouldn't matter!
That's my major accomplishment for the day.
I had fun doing it, though it's a pretty boring page. I tried to make it kind of interesting, but I was sort of at a loss for exiting things to say. It's being graded, so I couldn't make it too juicy! Anyways, you can have a giggle at my super fantastic picture on the homepage. I'm not sure why I put that one since I look like I've been crying for about 10 days in it! (I don' think I was, but maybe...) And if you're in a picture on that website, sorry for not asking your permission... You look nice so it shouldn't matter!
That's my major accomplishment for the day.
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
Mice?
I can't remember where or how I found this website, but I thought I would share it with you. I think they're pretty funny. If only I could read the accompanying text...
This one's for the bad girl/boy...
Do you think this one would make you smarter? (it's supposed to be a brain, though it doesn't look tons like it here.)
Yikes!!! That's all I can really say... (and why aren't there any nipples?)
I think this one's my favourite! Cute!
Monday, November 21, 2005
Procrastinating...
I got 'tagged' by gwhiz2k... and since I don't feel like doing homework right now, I decided to go along with it! The rules are as follows: Remove the blog at No. 1 from the following list and bump every one up one place; add your blog's name in the #5 spot;
1. Blog By Force
2. Kick in the Pants
3. A Goofy Ass Emotional Chick & Her Prerogative
4. Therapeutic Rants
5. Heather's Randomness
The next step is naming five friends at random to "play" and fill it out, but I don't really want to since I don't want people to feel obliged to do it... If anyone feels like filling it out, then go right ahead!
What were you doing ten years ago?
Ten years ago I was in grade 6... I did ballet and jazz dancing, I played the flute (I was probably getting ready for my christmas concert!), and I was friends with some people I haven't seen in ages, and some people who I still hang out with!
What were you doing one year ago?
One year ago, I was in my third year of my degree and my first year at U of C. I was probably taking about how all my profs wanted me to fail, and I was freaking out about some paper. I had just moved in to my apartment with my sister, and I was probably thinking about how I was going to be with my then boyfriend forever. I rarely hung out with my friends, and I didn't do much besides homework and sitting around. Funny how things change...
What were you doing yesterday?
Yesterday I procrastinated and didn't do much homework, went to my aunts house for my cousin's birthday and had escargots and salmon, went home and had an uncomfortable exchange, and then went to bed.
Five snacks you enjoy:
Popcorn Squares
Rice Cakes and Cheese (melted)
Reese's Peanut Buttercups Blizzards
Cucumbers
Potato Skins
Five songs to which you know all the words:
Any song from The Sound of Music
Semi-Charmed Life - Third Eye Blind
With You- Avril Lavigne
Doesn't Remind Me - Audioslave (I actually don't know ALL the words, but I pretend to, and I belt it out like no tomorrow in the car)
Mr. Brightside - The Killers
Things you would do if you were a millionaire:
Buy Clothes and Shoes
Travel. A lot!
Buy my family houses (and me too!)
Get a more decent car...
Pay off debts (this SHOULD be number one, but I know that the first thing I'd do would be buy clothes and shoes... so this one gets demoted.)
Five bad habits:
Procrastination
Not being super great with money
Eating when I'm bored
Not drinking enough water
Forgetting people's birthdays
Five things you like doing:
Going out with my friends
Buying presents for other people
Buying presents for myself
Working out
Cooking
Five things you would never wear again: (never?)
This one is REALLY hard....
Tapered Pants
More than 3 pairs of barrettes in my hair
"Mood" shirts
A one piece snowsuit (memories of peeing my pants at the ski hill when I was young are rushing back to me!)
An ill-fitting bra
Five favorite toys:
My cell phone (some kind of LG something... it flips and has purdy colours on the screen..)
My Nikon Digital Camera
My computer, even though its kind of dying
I don't really know what else... I'm not much of a toy person.
1. Blog By Force
2. Kick in the Pants
3. A Goofy Ass Emotional Chick & Her Prerogative
4. Therapeutic Rants
5. Heather's Randomness
The next step is naming five friends at random to "play" and fill it out, but I don't really want to since I don't want people to feel obliged to do it... If anyone feels like filling it out, then go right ahead!
What were you doing ten years ago?
Ten years ago I was in grade 6... I did ballet and jazz dancing, I played the flute (I was probably getting ready for my christmas concert!), and I was friends with some people I haven't seen in ages, and some people who I still hang out with!
What were you doing one year ago?
One year ago, I was in my third year of my degree and my first year at U of C. I was probably taking about how all my profs wanted me to fail, and I was freaking out about some paper. I had just moved in to my apartment with my sister, and I was probably thinking about how I was going to be with my then boyfriend forever. I rarely hung out with my friends, and I didn't do much besides homework and sitting around. Funny how things change...
What were you doing yesterday?
Yesterday I procrastinated and didn't do much homework, went to my aunts house for my cousin's birthday and had escargots and salmon, went home and had an uncomfortable exchange, and then went to bed.
Five snacks you enjoy:
Popcorn Squares
Rice Cakes and Cheese (melted)
Reese's Peanut Buttercups Blizzards
Cucumbers
Potato Skins
Five songs to which you know all the words:
Any song from The Sound of Music
Semi-Charmed Life - Third Eye Blind
With You- Avril Lavigne
Doesn't Remind Me - Audioslave (I actually don't know ALL the words, but I pretend to, and I belt it out like no tomorrow in the car)
Mr. Brightside - The Killers
Things you would do if you were a millionaire:
Buy Clothes and Shoes
Travel. A lot!
Buy my family houses (and me too!)
Get a more decent car...
Pay off debts (this SHOULD be number one, but I know that the first thing I'd do would be buy clothes and shoes... so this one gets demoted.)
Five bad habits:
Procrastination
Not being super great with money
Eating when I'm bored
Not drinking enough water
Forgetting people's birthdays
Five things you like doing:
Going out with my friends
Buying presents for other people
Buying presents for myself
Working out
Cooking
Five things you would never wear again: (never?)
This one is REALLY hard....
Tapered Pants
More than 3 pairs of barrettes in my hair
"Mood" shirts
A one piece snowsuit (memories of peeing my pants at the ski hill when I was young are rushing back to me!)
An ill-fitting bra
Five favorite toys:
My cell phone (some kind of LG something... it flips and has purdy colours on the screen..)
My Nikon Digital Camera
My computer, even though its kind of dying
I don't really know what else... I'm not much of a toy person.
Sunday, November 20, 2005
Memories...
Because of the events of late, I've been thinking about my summer "abroad" a lot today. (To fill people in, the summer of 2004 I spent 4 months as a live-in nanny in the francophone town of St. Isidore in the north of Alberta) A few days ago, I got a package from Monique (the mum) and inside??? My Carnaval hoodie, some art work from the boys, and the POPCORN PEANUT CANDY MARSHMALLOW SQUARES!!!! (This delictable desert is the reason for my *weight gain* while I was there... I can't stop eating them!)
The very night before, I had a dream about Monique, so it was kind of a strange coincidence! (And it was her birthday, though I forgot...)
So I've been thinking lots about my summer there and the relationships I made... I can honestly say that I've never met anyone who I related to more in my life... Monique is such an amazing person... If I can be half the mum that she is when I'm older, I know I'm doing a great job. On the flip side, she's still such a fun person to be around... we could sit around, drink beers and talk all night. She isn't JUST an amazing mother to her sons, but a cool fun friend and I am just so lucky to have met her. Her sons are so great too... I learned so much about being a parent and I really learned to appreciate kids. Her husband, Marc, was a really cool guy too... I totally lucked out since I spent pretty much 24/7 with them, we all got along really well! I also met some great friends there. One of them was another person that I instantly "connected" with... (cheesy word, oh well). It's so weird to go somewhere totally unknown and make these "friends for life" and then have to be 8 hours away from them.
So last February, I decided to go to Carnaval, which is a winter festival that is held in St. Isidore with 2 of my friends. We drove up, and were met with this HUGE festival with everything from "claquette" (tap dancing) from all the "yummy mummies" (as their husbands call them) of the town (plus some yummy not-so-mummies) to sleigh rides to cow poop bingo... And the partying... oh the partying. One thing a small town can do is party!!! The first night, after 8 hours of driving, we went to the barn dance... with a live fiddling group playing, an ice bar (the bar was made of ice!) put on my the hockey team, which Marc is a part of so he hooked us up with free drinks, and a whole lot of dancing! I was bombarded with hugs and kisses and more hugs and kisses, and my friends were instantly treated as if they were family. The best part? My "boys" remembered me... even the little one who was not yet two when I left! I never thought I could care about kids that weren't my own so much, but my heart MELT when he ran up to me and grinned!
So the weekend festivities were great... I got to catch up with everyone and I got to get some goodies to take home!
We all ordered hoodies that said "Carnaval de St. Isidore". We had to wait cause they were getting ordered, but not to worry because Marc and Monique were coming to Calgary the next week to catch their flight to Cancun! So we ordered them, and eagerly awaited their arrival!
A week later, at 3 in the morning, a buzz at my appartment door, and there they are, hoodies and popcorn squares in hand! BUT, mine wasn't there because the colour was discontinued, so Mo would e-mail with the other lists of colours. No big deal!
So finally now I get my hoodie, which I'm excited about... I can finally show my St. Isidore pride around Calgary. I grew to really feel like I was a part of the town (which has 300 people, by the way, so not only was I going to a place where I knew no one and they spoke french, I was going to a place where there were only 300 people... fewer than my graduating class!) I have this strange loyalty to St. Isidore, and then my teachers tell me that francophones in Alberta and Manitoba don't care about keeping their french and that they are just assimilating to the anglophone norms, I get all up in their face and tell them "I think not!!!" because I know full well that keeping their french is pretty much their top priority! Imagine a born and raised farm boy voting liberal since they are the only ones who talk about keeping the "frenchness" in the small communities!
I guess I'm just thankful to not have gone to a horribly wretched family to be their slave for 4 months. Everyone I knew that had been a nanny told me horror stories about how they weren't allowed to shower everyday, how they had to stay in their room when the parents were home, and how they were completely miserable for the entire time. (Thanks by the way, for all of those comforting words the day before I left.) I had nannies when I was younger, and I don't THINK they hated it, but I suppose I've never asked them.
This morning I got to talk to Mo on MSN and it was so nice... She's so great to talk to, and she's so caring. She asked me all about how things are since I filled her in on my "life changes" in an e-mail yesterday. When we talk, it doesn't feel like we haven't talked in forever (even though we haven't), and she just knows what I'm talking about... It's great. I guess that's all, it's just great. She's just the best! So Mo, I miss you, and good luck since your baby is DUE TODAY!!!! I hope you don't go into labour in church!
And here's a picture of the hoodie... since I've been looking forward to it forever!
The very night before, I had a dream about Monique, so it was kind of a strange coincidence! (And it was her birthday, though I forgot...)
So I've been thinking lots about my summer there and the relationships I made... I can honestly say that I've never met anyone who I related to more in my life... Monique is such an amazing person... If I can be half the mum that she is when I'm older, I know I'm doing a great job. On the flip side, she's still such a fun person to be around... we could sit around, drink beers and talk all night. She isn't JUST an amazing mother to her sons, but a cool fun friend and I am just so lucky to have met her. Her sons are so great too... I learned so much about being a parent and I really learned to appreciate kids. Her husband, Marc, was a really cool guy too... I totally lucked out since I spent pretty much 24/7 with them, we all got along really well! I also met some great friends there. One of them was another person that I instantly "connected" with... (cheesy word, oh well). It's so weird to go somewhere totally unknown and make these "friends for life" and then have to be 8 hours away from them.
So last February, I decided to go to Carnaval, which is a winter festival that is held in St. Isidore with 2 of my friends. We drove up, and were met with this HUGE festival with everything from "claquette" (tap dancing) from all the "yummy mummies" (as their husbands call them) of the town (plus some yummy not-so-mummies) to sleigh rides to cow poop bingo... And the partying... oh the partying. One thing a small town can do is party!!! The first night, after 8 hours of driving, we went to the barn dance... with a live fiddling group playing, an ice bar (the bar was made of ice!) put on my the hockey team, which Marc is a part of so he hooked us up with free drinks, and a whole lot of dancing! I was bombarded with hugs and kisses and more hugs and kisses, and my friends were instantly treated as if they were family. The best part? My "boys" remembered me... even the little one who was not yet two when I left! I never thought I could care about kids that weren't my own so much, but my heart MELT when he ran up to me and grinned!
So the weekend festivities were great... I got to catch up with everyone and I got to get some goodies to take home!
(Katie, Me, and Mo in the picture)
We all ordered hoodies that said "Carnaval de St. Isidore". We had to wait cause they were getting ordered, but not to worry because Marc and Monique were coming to Calgary the next week to catch their flight to Cancun! So we ordered them, and eagerly awaited their arrival!
A week later, at 3 in the morning, a buzz at my appartment door, and there they are, hoodies and popcorn squares in hand! BUT, mine wasn't there because the colour was discontinued, so Mo would e-mail with the other lists of colours. No big deal!
So finally now I get my hoodie, which I'm excited about... I can finally show my St. Isidore pride around Calgary. I grew to really feel like I was a part of the town (which has 300 people, by the way, so not only was I going to a place where I knew no one and they spoke french, I was going to a place where there were only 300 people... fewer than my graduating class!) I have this strange loyalty to St. Isidore, and then my teachers tell me that francophones in Alberta and Manitoba don't care about keeping their french and that they are just assimilating to the anglophone norms, I get all up in their face and tell them "I think not!!!" because I know full well that keeping their french is pretty much their top priority! Imagine a born and raised farm boy voting liberal since they are the only ones who talk about keeping the "frenchness" in the small communities!
I guess I'm just thankful to not have gone to a horribly wretched family to be their slave for 4 months. Everyone I knew that had been a nanny told me horror stories about how they weren't allowed to shower everyday, how they had to stay in their room when the parents were home, and how they were completely miserable for the entire time. (Thanks by the way, for all of those comforting words the day before I left.) I had nannies when I was younger, and I don't THINK they hated it, but I suppose I've never asked them.
This morning I got to talk to Mo on MSN and it was so nice... She's so great to talk to, and she's so caring. She asked me all about how things are since I filled her in on my "life changes" in an e-mail yesterday. When we talk, it doesn't feel like we haven't talked in forever (even though we haven't), and she just knows what I'm talking about... It's great. I guess that's all, it's just great. She's just the best! So Mo, I miss you, and good luck since your baby is DUE TODAY!!!! I hope you don't go into labour in church!
And here's a picture of the hoodie... since I've been looking forward to it forever!
Saturday, November 19, 2005
The weather I hate the most...
Wind. I HATE wind. As much as I despise the cold, I would rather have cold than wind. I just can't stand the wind. I don't like it for various reasons, which I have outlined below with the convenience of bullets.
- It blows dust into my eyes. Ouch
- It blows garbage around and onto my legs. This kind of grosses me out.
- It makes my car door slam into me when I'm getting my backpack out of the back seat.
- IT MESSES UP MY HAIR!!! Man do I hate it! I spend good time getting my hair to look the way it does, and then I walk outside and it gets blown around!
Don't get me wrong... I like the weather that comes with chinooks, but could there just be a little less wind? Please?
Just so you all can be impressed, I made this post in HTML... with the bolding, the bullets, and everything! I'm getting HTML clever! (It's really my computer science class that taught me this just 2 days ago... but still!)
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
Ways to annoy me
Make a PowerPoint presentation SO large that it takes me 15 minutes to open it when I only have half an hour to study and I haven't even looked at that part yet and there's only 15 minutes now and someone walks by and tries to talk to me and ahhhhhh I think I'm going to scream!!!!
Refuse to fit in my backback when I have 3 minutes to run across campus to get to my stupid exam even though you fit before and why aren't you fitting get in you stupid computer!!!!!Finish the exam in 15 minutes. Come on... can you just pretend that you need to think about things? Just to make me feel slightly better since I'm only on question 19? Please? No? Fine then. Be that way.
Make a bonus question that is actually hard. Where's the bonus in that?
Friday, November 11, 2005
I can't believe I'm sharing this with the internet...
So I'm sitting at my computer, going about my business, and then I suddenly realize what I have in my hair. Of course, I documented it with photographs.
Do you see it???????
I'll give you an other look...
One more try...
It's a scrunchie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A scrunchie! Can you believe it? I thought I was finished with scrunchies after grade 3, when I used to put all my bangs in a scrunchie at the front of my head, and the scrunchie stood about 3 inches above my head and my hair sprouted out of it like a waterfall or a palmtree. But no, at 21 years old, I am wearing a srunchie. What's next? Will I rummage through our old clothes and dig out Kristen's Bow Jeans??? The worst part? I like it! (it doesn't leave bumps in my hair like regular elastics!) Help!
Thursday, November 10, 2005
Celebrations!
We decided that since we had a weekend FULL of stupid work to do (we get today and tomorrow off school), we would take an afternoon and relax and have a beverage at the Den. (In case none of you frequent the Den, it's the bar on campus).
I'd like to take a moment to mention that we did NOT successfully get a picture of our hot server, though we did ask him to TAKE one of us. I was quite disappointed.
I'd like to take a moment to mention that we did NOT successfully get a picture of our hot server, though we did ask him to TAKE one of us. I was quite disappointed.
(This is the one he took of us).
There were lots of people coming and going throughout the day since they had to class etc., but basically we had fun.
If you notice that there's lotion in this picture, well, it's because there is. It's this amazing lotion that's "vanilla sugar" I think, and it's something that you can apparently only get in the states... Anyways we put it on almost every class that we have with Linda (since it's hers) and when we put on the lotion, we normally try on her engagement ring... Some of us like to take the pretending to a new level, which inspired a series of glamour shots taken with hands strategically places and stupid poses... I didn't partake, since someone kindly pointed out that I was the furthest thing from engaged... (it may have been me, so I'm not blaming anyone.) Some of the pictures are horrific, but I won't post them until I ask if I can...
This is Katie, Pablo and me... Pablo is from Mexico and he's a grad student but in one of our classes... he's pretty much the funniest person ever... He entertained us for quite a while.
I pretty much just wanted to post some picture since I took so many yesterday, and I'm getting a new found interest in taking pictures.
That's all for now... I have a HUGE weekend of homework planned, so I just can't wait to get started! Some might say that I'm a tingle with anticipatory delight!
Monday, November 07, 2005
Ways to annoy me in two seconds flat
Ask me to make an exception even though there is a large sign stating that we make no exceptions. Unless you are Brad Pitt or just slipped me a twenty, I will not make an exception.
Make me count out $15.00 in quarters, $10.10 in dimes, $3.40 in nickles, and $0.61 in pennies.
Tell me that I seem down these days. I know you meant it in all sincerity, but my sister moved across the country, I broke up with my boyfriend, and I have to write 6 papers by the end of the semester. Excuse me if I'm not, to quote Rachel, kick-you-in-the-crotch-spit-on-your-neck-fantastic.
Go 30 km/hour in a school zone. It's 5:13 buddy, I have somewhere to be.
Tell me that I have a hole in my jeans. I know.
Give me a 1/4 coffee, 3/4 hot chocolate. I CLEARLY asked for 1/2 coffee, 1/2 hot chocolate.
Dig your claws into my arm so hard that you dangle there without me having to hold on to you.
Tell me that I look tired today. It's nice to know that not only do I feel like shit, I look like it too.
Make me count out $15.00 in quarters, $10.10 in dimes, $3.40 in nickles, and $0.61 in pennies.
Tell me that I seem down these days. I know you meant it in all sincerity, but my sister moved across the country, I broke up with my boyfriend, and I have to write 6 papers by the end of the semester. Excuse me if I'm not, to quote Rachel, kick-you-in-the-crotch-spit-on-your-neck-fantastic.
Go 30 km/hour in a school zone. It's 5:13 buddy, I have somewhere to be.
Tell me that I have a hole in my jeans. I know.
Give me a 1/4 coffee, 3/4 hot chocolate. I CLEARLY asked for 1/2 coffee, 1/2 hot chocolate.
Dig your claws into my arm so hard that you dangle there without me having to hold on to you.
Tell me that I look tired today. It's nice to know that not only do I feel like shit, I look like it too.
Friday, November 04, 2005
It's FRIIIIIIIIDAAAAYYYYYYY!
Yay! I'm so excited!
Except that I have to do homework all weekend... boo!
My friend Steph who is actually from Vancouver, who lived in Calgary, who now lives in Winnipeg for a bit, who is coming back to Calgary in the winter semester, IS COMING TO CALGARY THIS WEEKEND!!! I'm so excited for that! She is going to be here toDAY, and then we'll hopefully go out tomorrow or something, but yeah, I'm pretty excited.
I met her at the Racquet Centre cause she worked there too, and she's my "jewish" friend, cause she's always talking about all these jewish activities, parties, summer camps, dinners... and I always say "oh steph, can I come?" and she replies "ummm, Heather, you're not a jew!" So unfortunately, I can't go to all the fun things she talks about. It's kind of an ongoing joke with me and her that she has jew only things, and I asked her one day "am I allowed to say jew?" and she said "yes, I don't mind that you say jew, but other people might mind." So for any jewish people reading this, I'm not being anti-jewish, but my jewish friend told me I could say jew, so I'm saying it. (I hope this doesn't make me sound really judgy, cause I'm really not... it's just funny because I never knew about the whole jewish community thing, and really, I kind of wish I COULD go...)
Anyways, that was quite the interlude.
So hopefully I get to go out and hang out with her and we'll have fun and it's all good. I can't wait for her to come back to work, because with the exception of 2 people, the racquet centre staff isn't very friendly. We used to have such a cool group of staff (some even worked there when Jordan worked there!), but now they all left, and there are just a few of us who are still actually FUN people and who have personalities... It's kind of a drag. My boss is asking us about what we want to do for the staff party, and I'm thinking to myself "you mean I have to spend time with these people?" I'm sure they're all very nice around their own friends, but they really don't seem fun at all! For all I know they're writing on THEIR blogs that I'm not nice, but oh well. I've tired to be nothing but nice to these people, so there!
Today I'm going to go to career services at the university to get my resume butchered/looked over. I've really been considering trying to get a job with WestJet (it all came from jokes with my sis) and I know that it's SUPER competitive, so I've decided that if I want to have the slightest of chances, I better have a great resume. Hopefully they give me some good suggestions. Also, I thnk my high school guidance councellor retired and became a flight attendant with WestJet, so I might have to give her a call!
I guess that's it', I better run and get my duff to school, so yeah! Have a great weekend! Maybe I'll have other funny bar stories!
Except that I have to do homework all weekend... boo!
My friend Steph who is actually from Vancouver, who lived in Calgary, who now lives in Winnipeg for a bit, who is coming back to Calgary in the winter semester, IS COMING TO CALGARY THIS WEEKEND!!! I'm so excited for that! She is going to be here toDAY, and then we'll hopefully go out tomorrow or something, but yeah, I'm pretty excited.
I met her at the Racquet Centre cause she worked there too, and she's my "jewish" friend, cause she's always talking about all these jewish activities, parties, summer camps, dinners... and I always say "oh steph, can I come?" and she replies "ummm, Heather, you're not a jew!" So unfortunately, I can't go to all the fun things she talks about. It's kind of an ongoing joke with me and her that she has jew only things, and I asked her one day "am I allowed to say jew?" and she said "yes, I don't mind that you say jew, but other people might mind." So for any jewish people reading this, I'm not being anti-jewish, but my jewish friend told me I could say jew, so I'm saying it. (I hope this doesn't make me sound really judgy, cause I'm really not... it's just funny because I never knew about the whole jewish community thing, and really, I kind of wish I COULD go...)
Anyways, that was quite the interlude.
So hopefully I get to go out and hang out with her and we'll have fun and it's all good. I can't wait for her to come back to work, because with the exception of 2 people, the racquet centre staff isn't very friendly. We used to have such a cool group of staff (some even worked there when Jordan worked there!), but now they all left, and there are just a few of us who are still actually FUN people and who have personalities... It's kind of a drag. My boss is asking us about what we want to do for the staff party, and I'm thinking to myself "you mean I have to spend time with these people?" I'm sure they're all very nice around their own friends, but they really don't seem fun at all! For all I know they're writing on THEIR blogs that I'm not nice, but oh well. I've tired to be nothing but nice to these people, so there!
Today I'm going to go to career services at the university to get my resume butchered/looked over. I've really been considering trying to get a job with WestJet (it all came from jokes with my sis) and I know that it's SUPER competitive, so I've decided that if I want to have the slightest of chances, I better have a great resume. Hopefully they give me some good suggestions. Also, I thnk my high school guidance councellor retired and became a flight attendant with WestJet, so I might have to give her a call!
I guess that's it', I better run and get my duff to school, so yeah! Have a great weekend! Maybe I'll have other funny bar stories!
Monday, October 31, 2005
New favourite saying!
I was browsing my Blog Links today at work, and I saw this one. I just love that! I've heard that brown is the new black, that pink is the new black, and also that gay is the new pink, but never single is the new black!
I think that will be my new motto... Not that I'm 100% extatic about everything, but I'm totally ready to take it as it comes and I'm excited about what lies ahead for me. I definitely am embracing single life (not in a slutty way or anything), and I think that since I haven't really been single since I as 15, I need a little "heather time".
I am having fun and doing things for me instead of for "us" as they say. So we'll see how it all goes.
So yeah, Single is the new Black!
I think that will be my new motto... Not that I'm 100% extatic about everything, but I'm totally ready to take it as it comes and I'm excited about what lies ahead for me. I definitely am embracing single life (not in a slutty way or anything), and I think that since I haven't really been single since I as 15, I need a little "heather time".
I am having fun and doing things for me instead of for "us" as they say. So we'll see how it all goes.
So yeah, Single is the new Black!
Sunday, October 30, 2005
The Crack Alley
Ahhhh, yes, the crack alley. What a classy joint. Located in same parking lot as Hooters, you can't really go wrong with the Back Alley. I was inocently minding my own business when my friend Vanessa tells me that we're going to the Back Alley, and that we're dressing up as construction workers.
"ummmm, okay, sounds good!" I reply.
So I rush home, grab my jeans, my runners, and a white beater and run out the door.
About 2 hours later we (me plus 5 friends) are in the parking lot, barganing with the bouncer, who is telling us that our "no-line no-cover" passes are no good. Apparently the radio man is full of shit since he told us we had to be at the bar for 9:30, but the bar tells us it's 9.
We look at the line, and there are probably 200 people in it. What to do, what to do... Naturally, we stroll on over to Hooters, pull up a stool, and order a beer. (and by beer, I mean 3 pitchers.)
(funny side story that goes with Hooters... we look at the gentleman who walked in behind us... he looks creepily familiar... who is it? We realize that he's someone from where we used to work. We say hi to him... and he informs us that he's the manager of that restaurant. It was kind of funny.)
Anyways, back to the story. So after about an hour and a half (this seems like a good time to remind you that WE'RE IN HOOTERS) we look out at the line-up for the Back Alley. It's shorter. So we go and wait in it.
After about half an hour, we get in. Well, there we are, 6 girls all wearing beaters, jeans, hardhats, tool belts, and safety goggles, and we are SURROUNDED by naughty nurses, naughty angels, naughty butterflies, naughty sluts... pretty much anything that involves fishnets and no skirt. (there was also a girl who was wearing a thong, and the rest was naked but painted as a leopard. Woah!) We were slightly out of place, but can I just tell you that we got "talked to" more than any of the naughty girls? It was pretty funny.
The voice of my mother was constantly in my head though, since guys would just walk up with a drink and give it to me, and I kept hearing her say "remember, those little pills that make girls go away with boys can be slipped in very easily!" so I would always say thanks, turn around, and put it down behind me. I also somehow managed to get a cigarette hole burnt through my shirt. How sad!
The night went pretty well... we ended up staying for QUITE a while, then slowly made our way back outside to find a cab. A couple of guys kept trying to get us to go home with them, and we'd all just laugh and turn around... do people ACTUALLY go home wtih randoms at the bar? I honestly can't believe that people do that... but that's my opinion I guess.. Unless it's your boyfriend, seriously, how great can he be if he's picking you up at the Back Alley?
ANYWAYS, we get a cab, with the nicest driver in the world. His name is Ziel, and he's doing his masters in Computer Science at U of C. He was so hysterical and we were chatting the whole way home. I like cab drivers like that! The funniest part was there was a whole huge group of people trying to get a cab, and he drove to the middle of the group and let US go in, not the naughty nurses, butterflies, sluts etc. It was great.
So I got home around 3:30 (the first one, not the second 3:30)... Woke up at 9:30 (the second 9:30 I think...) Made a smoothy, and now I have to get to work!!!
"ummmm, okay, sounds good!" I reply.
So I rush home, grab my jeans, my runners, and a white beater and run out the door.
About 2 hours later we (me plus 5 friends) are in the parking lot, barganing with the bouncer, who is telling us that our "no-line no-cover" passes are no good. Apparently the radio man is full of shit since he told us we had to be at the bar for 9:30, but the bar tells us it's 9.
We look at the line, and there are probably 200 people in it. What to do, what to do... Naturally, we stroll on over to Hooters, pull up a stool, and order a beer. (and by beer, I mean 3 pitchers.)
(funny side story that goes with Hooters... we look at the gentleman who walked in behind us... he looks creepily familiar... who is it? We realize that he's someone from where we used to work. We say hi to him... and he informs us that he's the manager of that restaurant. It was kind of funny.)
Anyways, back to the story. So after about an hour and a half (this seems like a good time to remind you that WE'RE IN HOOTERS) we look out at the line-up for the Back Alley. It's shorter. So we go and wait in it.
After about half an hour, we get in. Well, there we are, 6 girls all wearing beaters, jeans, hardhats, tool belts, and safety goggles, and we are SURROUNDED by naughty nurses, naughty angels, naughty butterflies, naughty sluts... pretty much anything that involves fishnets and no skirt. (there was also a girl who was wearing a thong, and the rest was naked but painted as a leopard. Woah!) We were slightly out of place, but can I just tell you that we got "talked to" more than any of the naughty girls? It was pretty funny.
The voice of my mother was constantly in my head though, since guys would just walk up with a drink and give it to me, and I kept hearing her say "remember, those little pills that make girls go away with boys can be slipped in very easily!" so I would always say thanks, turn around, and put it down behind me. I also somehow managed to get a cigarette hole burnt through my shirt. How sad!
The night went pretty well... we ended up staying for QUITE a while, then slowly made our way back outside to find a cab. A couple of guys kept trying to get us to go home with them, and we'd all just laugh and turn around... do people ACTUALLY go home wtih randoms at the bar? I honestly can't believe that people do that... but that's my opinion I guess.. Unless it's your boyfriend, seriously, how great can he be if he's picking you up at the Back Alley?
ANYWAYS, we get a cab, with the nicest driver in the world. His name is Ziel, and he's doing his masters in Computer Science at U of C. He was so hysterical and we were chatting the whole way home. I like cab drivers like that! The funniest part was there was a whole huge group of people trying to get a cab, and he drove to the middle of the group and let US go in, not the naughty nurses, butterflies, sluts etc. It was great.
So I got home around 3:30 (the first one, not the second 3:30)... Woke up at 9:30 (the second 9:30 I think...) Made a smoothy, and now I have to get to work!!!
Friday, October 28, 2005
Too Much Homework
I bet my frustration with my homework is about the same as your frustration with reading about it. But I need to bitch about it, so I will.
I have too much work. I have 2 papers and an assignment due next week, and I have barely started. I just am bitching about it, and not really DOING anything about it. My other problem is that one of them is in english. This may seem like it's easier, but really, it's not. I haven't handed in an assignment with written words in english since my first semester of my first year. I pretty much have no idea how to write something slightly academic in english. I'm not really sure how I'm going to manage it.
The next week after that I have one more assignment, a paper and an exam, and then I have the mother of all papers due the week after that. Have I mentioned that I have to read 3 french novels by then as well?
It's my own fault, since I decided it would be a great idea to take 5 classes plus a block week, and I decided to do absolutely nothing the entire semester until now, so I really can't complain that much. But I am anyways, so that's that.
I guess I better get on it. Let's see how long it takes me to have a breakdown!
I have too much work. I have 2 papers and an assignment due next week, and I have barely started. I just am bitching about it, and not really DOING anything about it. My other problem is that one of them is in english. This may seem like it's easier, but really, it's not. I haven't handed in an assignment with written words in english since my first semester of my first year. I pretty much have no idea how to write something slightly academic in english. I'm not really sure how I'm going to manage it.
The next week after that I have one more assignment, a paper and an exam, and then I have the mother of all papers due the week after that. Have I mentioned that I have to read 3 french novels by then as well?
It's my own fault, since I decided it would be a great idea to take 5 classes plus a block week, and I decided to do absolutely nothing the entire semester until now, so I really can't complain that much. But I am anyways, so that's that.
I guess I better get on it. Let's see how long it takes me to have a breakdown!
Monday, October 24, 2005
Saturday, October 22, 2005
Par-tay tonight!
Man I hate working on saturday mornings. Well it's not to bad, but I don't like having to get up and go to school like every other day. Oh well, it just means I "study" aka look at things on the internet for 6 hours every week.
Tonight I am going out to celebrate my friend Katie's 21st birthday! And because we are SO classy, we're going to..... wait for it..... Coyotes. (It pained me to write that!) I suggested Hi-Fi, which is a new club downtown by tantra and twisted something-er-rather, which is super fun (live DJ that doesn't play top 40, cheap drinks, no priss bitches), but Katie's never been there and doesn't believe me that it's fun. SO, Coyotes it is. (I guess since it's HER birthday, she gets to pick). I told my mother that I was going there and she just about fell down. Apparently there was some stabbing there last weekend, so she's not SUPER keen on me going. I told her that I wouldn't go up to a group of guys and start shit or anything. I'm not really THAT kind of person... and to me, it's PRETTY obvious who is "involved" in that sort of thing... but she's pretty concerned that there aren't any guys going with us. She said to me "now remember not to leave your drink anywhere, and make sure you don't wander off with any guys!" I wanted to give her a big ole' "thanks tips!" It's all good... hopefully I won't get stabbed, and we'll be good to go!
Anyways, that's my night tonight, and until then I have to study like crazy, read lots of stupid books that I hate, and then tomorrow I have to study more and more and more, and write a few papers and read some more! I am SO sick of school I can't even stand it.
My mum told me I should become a hairdresser on the side. I have ALWAYS wanted to do that, but it's kind of expensive for a "hobby". Maybe after I graduate, I'll do my hair course, travel to french and spanish countries, and do hair. This came about because I was wearing 2 french braids yesterday and she said "how did you make them so nice???" I said "I dunno, I just did them". My mum isn't really very good at hair, and so she was amazed that I could possibly have done french braids on MYSELF and not have them falling halfway off my head. I didn't think it was a great talent or anything, but apparently it is. I have always liked doing hair, and when I'm bored, I always get out the comb, curling iron and spray and go wild on my hair. It's just always been my thing. ANYWAYS, maybe next year I'll start doing hair for real... my hairdresser told me she'd let me apprentice at her salon, and then maybe I'd get to meet a movie star or something!
Anyways, seriously I have to do homework.
Look at me go...
I'm going...
homework here I come...
blech.
Tonight I am going out to celebrate my friend Katie's 21st birthday! And because we are SO classy, we're going to..... wait for it..... Coyotes. (It pained me to write that!) I suggested Hi-Fi, which is a new club downtown by tantra and twisted something-er-rather, which is super fun (live DJ that doesn't play top 40, cheap drinks, no priss bitches), but Katie's never been there and doesn't believe me that it's fun. SO, Coyotes it is. (I guess since it's HER birthday, she gets to pick). I told my mother that I was going there and she just about fell down. Apparently there was some stabbing there last weekend, so she's not SUPER keen on me going. I told her that I wouldn't go up to a group of guys and start shit or anything. I'm not really THAT kind of person... and to me, it's PRETTY obvious who is "involved" in that sort of thing... but she's pretty concerned that there aren't any guys going with us. She said to me "now remember not to leave your drink anywhere, and make sure you don't wander off with any guys!" I wanted to give her a big ole' "thanks tips!" It's all good... hopefully I won't get stabbed, and we'll be good to go!
Anyways, that's my night tonight, and until then I have to study like crazy, read lots of stupid books that I hate, and then tomorrow I have to study more and more and more, and write a few papers and read some more! I am SO sick of school I can't even stand it.
My mum told me I should become a hairdresser on the side. I have ALWAYS wanted to do that, but it's kind of expensive for a "hobby". Maybe after I graduate, I'll do my hair course, travel to french and spanish countries, and do hair. This came about because I was wearing 2 french braids yesterday and she said "how did you make them so nice???" I said "I dunno, I just did them". My mum isn't really very good at hair, and so she was amazed that I could possibly have done french braids on MYSELF and not have them falling halfway off my head. I didn't think it was a great talent or anything, but apparently it is. I have always liked doing hair, and when I'm bored, I always get out the comb, curling iron and spray and go wild on my hair. It's just always been my thing. ANYWAYS, maybe next year I'll start doing hair for real... my hairdresser told me she'd let me apprentice at her salon, and then maybe I'd get to meet a movie star or something!
Anyways, seriously I have to do homework.
Look at me go...
I'm going...
homework here I come...
blech.
Friday, October 21, 2005
My Kitty!
I just wanted to see if I could put an image on a post. I can! I'm excited! My cat's being really cute today, so I decided to dedicate this post to her! And even though Jordan thinks her name is silly, Willow is the cutest most crazy cat ever!
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
Multiple Choice Exams are NOT my Friends!
Sigh... Only 63% on my first Transportation Studdies exam. I was pretty prepared for it as well, which makes me sad. I have NEVER been good at multiple choice... When I was in high school my parents decided that it would be a good idea to send me to a "special room" to write my exams because they thought I had test anxiety. I wasn't even anxoius... just bad at filling in the right bubble. So in that special room were a bunch of other people who apparently had difficulties writing exams... people from many different grades and classes. One day, which I was in my special room, someone was getting their exam READ to them. In English (while I was doing an exam in french) and a whole different subject. How, I ask, am I supposed to do well on an exam in FRENCH while hearing someone read a whole different exam out loud in ENGLISH??? When I asked to go out into the hall, I got scolded for not appreciating the opportunity I was getting. How was that better for my sucess than writing in a silent room? Anyways, the moral of that story is don't send your kids to special rooms when they ask you not to... You don't know how terrible it can be!
So yeah, I'm getting a C- in my OPTION course in my last year. GREEAAATTTT! Loves it!
On a lighter note, I got to eat delicious cupcakes today!
So yeah, I'm getting a C- in my OPTION course in my last year. GREEAAATTTT! Loves it!
On a lighter note, I got to eat delicious cupcakes today!
Friday, October 14, 2005
Fixed!!! Kinda...
So I don't really know what was wrong with my blog, but I ended up re-choosing my template and having to customize it all over again. I was kinda frustrated, but oh well. I'm not really sure what went wrong!
So I had a good week. A lot has changed, and I don't REALLY want to get into it all on here, but I feel great. I had a minor melt down today after an inconvenient run-in, but after a few tears I remembered why I did what I did and I feel good again. That sounds very cryptic... Oh well, I'm sure anyone with a brain can figure out what I'm talking about. I think I'm so sneaky, but really, I'm not at all.
I'm going to Carbon, AB tomorrow with my friend Katie to party it up Oktoberfest style. I think there will be some drinking involved, and potentially some red-neck activities. Last time Katie went home, she went dirtbiking, and the time before that, she shot gophers while she was hanging out of a truck window. So hopefully I won't end up with a mullet and some cowboy boots by the end of the weekend!
Friends are amazing by the way, and so are sisters. Even when she's fifty thousand miles away, she still manages to make me feel better. I miss her like CRAZY, but it's all good!
So I had a good week. A lot has changed, and I don't REALLY want to get into it all on here, but I feel great. I had a minor melt down today after an inconvenient run-in, but after a few tears I remembered why I did what I did and I feel good again. That sounds very cryptic... Oh well, I'm sure anyone with a brain can figure out what I'm talking about. I think I'm so sneaky, but really, I'm not at all.
I'm going to Carbon, AB tomorrow with my friend Katie to party it up Oktoberfest style. I think there will be some drinking involved, and potentially some red-neck activities. Last time Katie went home, she went dirtbiking, and the time before that, she shot gophers while she was hanging out of a truck window. So hopefully I won't end up with a mullet and some cowboy boots by the end of the weekend!
Friends are amazing by the way, and so are sisters. Even when she's fifty thousand miles away, she still manages to make me feel better. I miss her like CRAZY, but it's all good!
Monday, October 10, 2005
Cookies!
So I made oatmeal cookies today! I got them from this blog that I fell upon one day. I saw the picture and I HAD to make them. They took me a while but they turned out really well! The icing doesn't look as pretty though... my artistic talents are not all there (as we found out last weekend when I attempted to make wedding invitations). The icing is really sweet though, so I wouldn't necessarily put icing on every cookie. They taste pretty good without them. I made them today when I was supposed to be studying for an exam and writing a paper. I am having some major apathy when it comes to my school work. I can't seem to get anything onto paper, and it really sucks. I have so many things to do, and I just can't get anything done!!! Hopefully I'll get into gear!
Wednesday, October 05, 2005
Sad face...
My sister leaves today... I'm sad! I had to say goodbye to her in the bus loop at the university when she dropped me off at school today. That wasn't really ideal, but oh well. I have class tonight and can't miss it, so instead I have to miss seeing her off at the airport. I feel guilty since everyone else is going, but I can't really help it... I hope she understands. I didn't cry when we said goodbye because I was going straight to class and I couldn't go in crying since I went in crying last week... people will start to think I'm some crying freak... (which I am, I guess). But now that I'm thinking about not seeing her until Christmas, I'm getting a little teary eyed. And also when I think about how stressful these past few days have been for her I get sad, since she had to deal with a LOT of things. Anyways, I'm sad... that's really the only point of this post.
Friday, September 30, 2005
Some "at work" randomness
So I'm at work... for those who don't know, I work at the university at the racquet centre. It is the easiest job ever, when all goes well. When it's not busy, I get paid to sti here and study, and blog, and talk on the phone, and other radom time killers. When it IS busy, I have to do all sorts of other things that I say are hard, but really, compared to other jobs, are quite easy.
ANYways, I'm here, and a high school group just came in to play squash. My sister and I were just talking about how funny it is to listen to high school kids talk, and how different their lives are from ours. A couple of girls today were talking about their latest life tragedy: one of them had spilled something down the fron of her shirt. Now, I too get pretty upset about spilling things on my clothes... it just seems to ruin my day, but here I am thinking about how I need to read 3 novels and write 5 papers in 2 weeks. And then there are people in Louisiana thinking about where they are going to sleep tonight, and if they will ever find a job. It makes me think about how things seem to be catastrophic for one person, and then the person next to them wishes that THAT was the worst of their problems.
This Sunday is the CIBC run for the cure. I'm pretty excited because it's my first year as Team Captain, and we have 16 members this year. I don't quite know how much we've raised, but I think it's quite a bit! The race is at a new location this year; Southcentre instead of Eau Claire. I really liked Eau Claire since it was closer to my house, and it just seemed a little "cooler" and more eclectic I guess. Southcentre is in the south (duh), which for some reason I don't like. I'm not really sure why, but I don't. But I'll change my attitude and enjoy it! (even though it will probably take me way longer to get there!)
I had an inclass essay today. I wonder how it went!
The Mexican President was here yesterday. I guess I'm not very patriotic, because I really couldn't give a rat's ass. I think it's something to do with me being bitter because I can't speak spanish very well. Or maybe because I knew my whole spanish class was going to be there, and I really didn't want to embarass myself yet again asking someone "what did he say?" I know I'm not dumb, but taking a class with half grad students and half undergrad students really takes a toll on the ego. Especially since all of the grad students are native spanish speakers. I honestly can't understand a damn word those people say. And I'm pretty good at spanish (I thought!) Oh well... I guess I have to suck it up.
My sister leaves on Wednesday. Wow. That sort of snuck up on me! Going from living in a place with just her to not seeing her ever will be a bit of a shock. I guess I'll have to deal with it. My boif hasn't lived in the same city as either of his brothers for years, and he never bitches about it... maybe it's because he's a boy though. I think it's different for boys. Sigh!
I guess that's it for now... I should start on the pile of work I have!
ANYways, I'm here, and a high school group just came in to play squash. My sister and I were just talking about how funny it is to listen to high school kids talk, and how different their lives are from ours. A couple of girls today were talking about their latest life tragedy: one of them had spilled something down the fron of her shirt. Now, I too get pretty upset about spilling things on my clothes... it just seems to ruin my day, but here I am thinking about how I need to read 3 novels and write 5 papers in 2 weeks. And then there are people in Louisiana thinking about where they are going to sleep tonight, and if they will ever find a job. It makes me think about how things seem to be catastrophic for one person, and then the person next to them wishes that THAT was the worst of their problems.
This Sunday is the CIBC run for the cure. I'm pretty excited because it's my first year as Team Captain, and we have 16 members this year. I don't quite know how much we've raised, but I think it's quite a bit! The race is at a new location this year; Southcentre instead of Eau Claire. I really liked Eau Claire since it was closer to my house, and it just seemed a little "cooler" and more eclectic I guess. Southcentre is in the south (duh), which for some reason I don't like. I'm not really sure why, but I don't. But I'll change my attitude and enjoy it! (even though it will probably take me way longer to get there!)
I had an inclass essay today. I wonder how it went!
The Mexican President was here yesterday. I guess I'm not very patriotic, because I really couldn't give a rat's ass. I think it's something to do with me being bitter because I can't speak spanish very well. Or maybe because I knew my whole spanish class was going to be there, and I really didn't want to embarass myself yet again asking someone "what did he say?" I know I'm not dumb, but taking a class with half grad students and half undergrad students really takes a toll on the ego. Especially since all of the grad students are native spanish speakers. I honestly can't understand a damn word those people say. And I'm pretty good at spanish (I thought!) Oh well... I guess I have to suck it up.
My sister leaves on Wednesday. Wow. That sort of snuck up on me! Going from living in a place with just her to not seeing her ever will be a bit of a shock. I guess I'll have to deal with it. My boif hasn't lived in the same city as either of his brothers for years, and he never bitches about it... maybe it's because he's a boy though. I think it's different for boys. Sigh!
I guess that's it for now... I should start on the pile of work I have!
Thursday, September 22, 2005
The stress is coming!
So I know I want to graduate this year. I'm really looking forward to that. But right now, as the papers accumulate, I am beginning to wonder if I'm overloading myself. I have 5 courses, but the worload of six since I took the block week. I don't really know how I'm going to manage, but I guess I just have to. I know other people have way more work than me, don't get me wrong, but I'm just slightly overwhelmed. I'm not used to working very hard, so It's just a bit of an adjustment!
Maybe I should start by listening in my computer science class instead of posting on my blog! Nah!
My other problem with school is one of my prof's. I use that term loosely since she isn't actually a teacher... she's a civil engineer for a company downtown! She is my teacher for Transportation Studies 301, (which I am ONLY taking, along with computer science, because I am 2 science options short for my degree!) She lived in New York for a while, and likes to remind us of that all the time. She talks about interstates and roads and streets from there that we are somehow supposed to know of, and she refers to her SUV and how much it costs her to fill it up because she's willing to pay on an "every 5 minutes basis". We have the class for 3 hours once a week, yet both times that I've had it, we've gone from 4:00-5:45 with a 20 minute break. Don't get me wrong, I don't REALLY want to sit there for 3 hours, but I've PAID to sit there for 3 hours, and I'm sure she's getting paid to teach us for 3 hours, so why aren't we learning for 3 hours! She wears pointy pink heels and black power suits, has her tongue pierced, and has grade 6 girl bubble writing. Granted, she isn't boring, and keeps me quite entertained, but I feel SLIGHTLY shafted when I think about how much I pay for my education.
On a happier/cuter note, yesterday when I called AB Health Care telling them that I'm still a student therefor I don't have to pay yet, the lady on the phone asked me when I was going to graduate. I said "at the end of this year." Then she said "So you'll be turning 25 next year then?" and I replied "No, 22." She exclames "Oh my goodness! 22 years old and you'll have a degree?? I am just so proud of you girls!! You are so smart and you are what will make our future bright!" I was so surprised! I answered "oh, thanks!" When we were finished our conversation she said "well congratulations and good luck in your future!" What a sweet lady! I guess I am one of the rare ones who finishes in 4 years, but I never really thought about people noticing that! Anyways, it made me feel pretty nice!
Maybe I should start by listening in my computer science class instead of posting on my blog! Nah!
My other problem with school is one of my prof's. I use that term loosely since she isn't actually a teacher... she's a civil engineer for a company downtown! She is my teacher for Transportation Studies 301, (which I am ONLY taking, along with computer science, because I am 2 science options short for my degree!) She lived in New York for a while, and likes to remind us of that all the time. She talks about interstates and roads and streets from there that we are somehow supposed to know of, and she refers to her SUV and how much it costs her to fill it up because she's willing to pay on an "every 5 minutes basis". We have the class for 3 hours once a week, yet both times that I've had it, we've gone from 4:00-5:45 with a 20 minute break. Don't get me wrong, I don't REALLY want to sit there for 3 hours, but I've PAID to sit there for 3 hours, and I'm sure she's getting paid to teach us for 3 hours, so why aren't we learning for 3 hours! She wears pointy pink heels and black power suits, has her tongue pierced, and has grade 6 girl bubble writing. Granted, she isn't boring, and keeps me quite entertained, but I feel SLIGHTLY shafted when I think about how much I pay for my education.
On a happier/cuter note, yesterday when I called AB Health Care telling them that I'm still a student therefor I don't have to pay yet, the lady on the phone asked me when I was going to graduate. I said "at the end of this year." Then she said "So you'll be turning 25 next year then?" and I replied "No, 22." She exclames "Oh my goodness! 22 years old and you'll have a degree?? I am just so proud of you girls!! You are so smart and you are what will make our future bright!" I was so surprised! I answered "oh, thanks!" When we were finished our conversation she said "well congratulations and good luck in your future!" What a sweet lady! I guess I am one of the rare ones who finishes in 4 years, but I never really thought about people noticing that! Anyways, it made me feel pretty nice!
Monday, September 12, 2005
Things I have learned this last week:
1. Picking at your wart on your hand is disgusting. You may think others don't notice, but I do. And it's gross. Please, do that on your own time.
2. Breathing heavily through your nose is very distracting to the person sitting next to you. I could barely hear anything besides the breathing. For the love, please get some vicks vapo-inhaler or something.
3. You do not need to make a show of EVERYTHING. When you are eating blueberries, you can simply place them in your mouth and eat them. There is no need to toss each one in your mouth, look around to see if anyone saw you, and then toss another one in. You can do SOMETHING without everyone looking at you.
4. Most chairs are extremely uncomfortable after 3 hours of sitting.
5. You loose feeling of your butt after about 45 minutes of sitting, and then it takes about 30 minutes to get it back.
6. Coffee is my friend. I have never before had more than one cup of coffee in one day, and this past week, I was pushing 3.
7. A block week course isn't as bad as it seems. But only when you have friends to laugh at wart pickers, heavy breathers and food tossers with.
2. Breathing heavily through your nose is very distracting to the person sitting next to you. I could barely hear anything besides the breathing. For the love, please get some vicks vapo-inhaler or something.
3. You do not need to make a show of EVERYTHING. When you are eating blueberries, you can simply place them in your mouth and eat them. There is no need to toss each one in your mouth, look around to see if anyone saw you, and then toss another one in. You can do SOMETHING without everyone looking at you.
4. Most chairs are extremely uncomfortable after 3 hours of sitting.
5. You loose feeling of your butt after about 45 minutes of sitting, and then it takes about 30 minutes to get it back.
6. Coffee is my friend. I have never before had more than one cup of coffee in one day, and this past week, I was pushing 3.
7. A block week course isn't as bad as it seems. But only when you have friends to laugh at wart pickers, heavy breathers and food tossers with.
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
So it hasn't been too bad so far...
The class isn't TOO painful, yet. We get lots of breaks, so that's good. I'm almost halfway done! YAY! Then regular classes start next week. BOO!
Today there were TONS of lost first years! "freshmen" as some call them! It's so funny to see them all decked out in their cute outfits with their little name tags being led around my freaky 3rd or 4th years with big signs saying "THIS WAY FIRST YEARS"... yikes! I'm glad I never had to do that!
Today was actually one of my favourite days in the school year: New Daytimer Day! I love love LOVE getting a crisp, new, shiny daytimer. I go through it, write down all the things I already know, get out my highlighters that correspond with each class, write in my class schedule, write in my work schedule... what fun! Now I get to have one colour for each class, so that I can easily identify what homework I have when... it's just great! (I NEED that in order to stay organized... don't judge me!)
I guess I really don't have anything exciting to say... just an update I suppose.
If any of you in calgary want to join our CIBC Run for the Cure (for breast cancer) team on October 2, please sign up!!! Go to www.cibcrunforthecure.com and sign up. Team name is "Walkers for Knockers" and you know my name! Sign up soon in order to get a t-shirt with the team name on it!!! If you want to make a donation, visit the same site!
Today there were TONS of lost first years! "freshmen" as some call them! It's so funny to see them all decked out in their cute outfits with their little name tags being led around my freaky 3rd or 4th years with big signs saying "THIS WAY FIRST YEARS"... yikes! I'm glad I never had to do that!
Today was actually one of my favourite days in the school year: New Daytimer Day! I love love LOVE getting a crisp, new, shiny daytimer. I go through it, write down all the things I already know, get out my highlighters that correspond with each class, write in my class schedule, write in my work schedule... what fun! Now I get to have one colour for each class, so that I can easily identify what homework I have when... it's just great! (I NEED that in order to stay organized... don't judge me!)
I guess I really don't have anything exciting to say... just an update I suppose.
If any of you in calgary want to join our CIBC Run for the Cure (for breast cancer) team on October 2, please sign up!!! Go to www.cibcrunforthecure.com and sign up. Team name is "Walkers for Knockers" and you know my name! Sign up soon in order to get a t-shirt with the team name on it!!! If you want to make a donation, visit the same site!
Thursday, September 01, 2005
I hate school
And it hasn't even started yet! I know I thought I was being so smart taking a block week class and getting it out of the way, but now I have to spend my last week of freedom with this gynormous oral presentation looming over my head preventing me from having any fun. How crappy is that????????
On a lighter note, I changed my hair, and it looks VERY different.
And I guess I changed my Blog... I was getting kind of annoyed with it!
On a lighter note, I changed my hair, and it looks VERY different.
And I guess I changed my Blog... I was getting kind of annoyed with it!
Saturday, August 27, 2005
Last day has come and gone
I had my last day of work yesterday. It was nice, since I did dick all and my boss took me for lunch. I'm not really happy I'm done work because that means I have to go back to my old job which pays almost $5 less/hour. BRUTAL!
Now I have one week of "relaxing" and then I start my block week class. I'm not really looking forward to the ralxing week, because it won't actually be relaxing at all. I have to prepare a 15 minute oral presentation about a book I read (in french) for my block week course, plus read 1 and a half more books. NOT FUN!!! I'm pretty sure I'm going to come close to failing this class, but oh well, it's a whole course over with in 5 days!!!
Then I start my regular classes, which will be exciting for about 5 minutes, and then horrible. Classes seem like they would be fun, but really, NOT FUN. I HATE analysing litterature, and that's pretty much what my whole degree is. Oh well, only one more year! Then I'm DONE!! Until I go back to school again!
Now I have one week of "relaxing" and then I start my block week class. I'm not really looking forward to the ralxing week, because it won't actually be relaxing at all. I have to prepare a 15 minute oral presentation about a book I read (in french) for my block week course, plus read 1 and a half more books. NOT FUN!!! I'm pretty sure I'm going to come close to failing this class, but oh well, it's a whole course over with in 5 days!!!
Then I start my regular classes, which will be exciting for about 5 minutes, and then horrible. Classes seem like they would be fun, but really, NOT FUN. I HATE analysing litterature, and that's pretty much what my whole degree is. Oh well, only one more year! Then I'm DONE!! Until I go back to school again!
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
Wednesdays are horrible
Especially when it's about 5 degrees outside. What the crap is this anyways? Winter? I really want the last days of summer to actually BE summer! Plus, I only really have one pair of long pants that aren't jeans, (I can only wear jeans on fridays at my office), and so when it's cold out, I don't really have many options. Today I'm wearing a short skirt, a hoodie, and my winter coat. I am FREEZING, but my one pair of long pants were dirty. I totally don't understand this no jeans rule. I work in KINESIOLOGY, you know, the GYM, yet we are supposed to be some kind of formal office? And the people who actually work IN the gym have to wear dress pants. DRESS PANTS!!! Who goes to the gym and expects the attendant to be wearing DRESS PANTS?? And don't even get me started on the footwear issue. I'll start going on a rage!
So yesterday I found the most perfect bridesmaid dress EVER. It's SO pretty. But I don't know if it's, ummmm, fesable? I'll just dream about it and maybe we can find someone to make something like it! Anyways you can tell me what you think! (it would be black, not bright blue).
And I MISSED Miami Ink last night because I'm a dumbass and forgot that it was on. I was so excited about Big Brother that I forgot all about it! I saw the last minute of it, and Yoji had his little baby... oh she is CUTE! And then Big Brother... it was great. There were no fights like last time, but it was still pretty good. I like how Ivette keeps going on and on about how Rachel is so fake and makes all these faces, yet she's is the worst of all of them! She YELLS! As someone who tends to speak at a higher than normal volume, I sort of feel for her since I HATE it when people tell me to quiet down (I just get excited...) But still, Ivette, there's no one around, just you and the camera, so you don't have to yell. ANYWAYS, it will be interesting to see who gets evicted and then hopefully Janelle will win HOH again! Then Survivor starts, then the Amazing Race... I will never get ANY homework done!
So yesterday I found the most perfect bridesmaid dress EVER. It's SO pretty. But I don't know if it's, ummmm, fesable? I'll just dream about it and maybe we can find someone to make something like it! Anyways you can tell me what you think! (it would be black, not bright blue).
And I MISSED Miami Ink last night because I'm a dumbass and forgot that it was on. I was so excited about Big Brother that I forgot all about it! I saw the last minute of it, and Yoji had his little baby... oh she is CUTE! And then Big Brother... it was great. There were no fights like last time, but it was still pretty good. I like how Ivette keeps going on and on about how Rachel is so fake and makes all these faces, yet she's is the worst of all of them! She YELLS! As someone who tends to speak at a higher than normal volume, I sort of feel for her since I HATE it when people tell me to quiet down (I just get excited...) But still, Ivette, there's no one around, just you and the camera, so you don't have to yell. ANYWAYS, it will be interesting to see who gets evicted and then hopefully Janelle will win HOH again! Then Survivor starts, then the Amazing Race... I will never get ANY homework done!
Monday, August 22, 2005
My birthday celebrations come to an end...
And I am sad. Though I guess I dragged it on from Monday to Sunday, so I really got my money's worth! Last night we had a family dinner, and we ate LOBSTER!!! (well, everyone except Kevin and Nolan. I really wish Nolan would get over his seafood phobia... I don't know how someone could not love lobster!) Anyways it was a nice ending to my birthday.
Now on to more exciting things. THE WEDDING!!! I won't say the big news first because that just wouldn't be fair, but the wedding plans are really coming along! Kristen and Jordan are in pretty good shape now! The hard part now is finding bridesmaid dresses. Kristen, Dee Dee and I went on Saturday to look for "inexpensive" dresses at the mall. Well that was a complete bust! I have never felt so disgusting in a dress in my entire life! Cheap dresses are cheap for a reason. They are horrible material and nast-o styles! So it's looking like we'll need to spend more on our dresses, which pretty much sucks. Does anyone know a cheap dressmaker that doesn't suck??
Kristen's being super nice and letting me get the kind of dress I want. And she might even let me get green shoes! (I'm obsessed with green...) Isn't she the best sister EVER??
So feel free to give some suggestions on finding black dresses that don't make us look like ass and that don't cost a lot!
Now on to more exciting things. THE WEDDING!!! I won't say the big news first because that just wouldn't be fair, but the wedding plans are really coming along! Kristen and Jordan are in pretty good shape now! The hard part now is finding bridesmaid dresses. Kristen, Dee Dee and I went on Saturday to look for "inexpensive" dresses at the mall. Well that was a complete bust! I have never felt so disgusting in a dress in my entire life! Cheap dresses are cheap for a reason. They are horrible material and nast-o styles! So it's looking like we'll need to spend more on our dresses, which pretty much sucks. Does anyone know a cheap dressmaker that doesn't suck??
Kristen's being super nice and letting me get the kind of dress I want. And she might even let me get green shoes! (I'm obsessed with green...) Isn't she the best sister EVER??
So feel free to give some suggestions on finding black dresses that don't make us look like ass and that don't cost a lot!
Thursday, August 18, 2005
Time to bite the bullet!
As a birthday present, my mum got me some personal training sessions and a nutrition consultation. (This isn't her way of telling me that I'm a lazy lump... I asked for it as a present). So today she called in (I happen to work in Kinesiology at U of C) and registered me for the sessions.
I guess this means I really have to do it then, hunh. I'm not this huge whale or anything, but I do have insecurities about my body, my "pregnant belly" is one of them. Someone actually asked me if I was pregnant... The dreaded mistaken expectant woman situation. I was like "I am never due thanks... just my fat." It wasn't some stranger, so it wasn't SO bad, but yeah, not so great. So now I have to divulge all my secret stashes of fat that I cleverly hide to my trainer, and then hopefully she'll make them go away! (I think this is the exact opposite of the attitude that I'm supposed to have... I'm supposed to say that with her help and my hard work and determination, I'll eventually look better. For now, we'll hope she has a magic wand... or maybe just a lipo-suction wand)
So I will bite the bullet, get a work out plan, and work out. This sounds exciting when I think of this time next year, but not so great until then.
I think the new gym has tv's. That at least gives me something to look forward to! Maybe I can get back in touch with Days of our Lives!
We'll see.
I guess this means I really have to do it then, hunh. I'm not this huge whale or anything, but I do have insecurities about my body, my "pregnant belly" is one of them. Someone actually asked me if I was pregnant... The dreaded mistaken expectant woman situation. I was like "I am never due thanks... just my fat." It wasn't some stranger, so it wasn't SO bad, but yeah, not so great. So now I have to divulge all my secret stashes of fat that I cleverly hide to my trainer, and then hopefully she'll make them go away! (I think this is the exact opposite of the attitude that I'm supposed to have... I'm supposed to say that with her help and my hard work and determination, I'll eventually look better. For now, we'll hope she has a magic wand... or maybe just a lipo-suction wand)
So I will bite the bullet, get a work out plan, and work out. This sounds exciting when I think of this time next year, but not so great until then.
I think the new gym has tv's. That at least gives me something to look forward to! Maybe I can get back in touch with Days of our Lives!
We'll see.
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
Why am I addicted to TV?
I watch big brother. It's a VERY addictive show. I'm very sad because Kaysar, who just came back into the house is probably getting kicked off again. He's the best one in that stupid house, and he's so smart, and I just don't want to see him go. I hate Jen for nominating him after she promised him she'd nominate James. SIGH! Okay enough on BB.
On an other note, I watched Miami Ink last night on TLC. What a cool show! I pretty much have a crush on Yoji. I think he's so funny and cute. And I think Ami, the supposed owner of the shop, is a HUGE penis. (that's my new insult to call people... it's pretty funny and I laugh everytime I say it!) The reason I say supposed owner is that I found out that he and Chris Nunez both own the shop, but for some reason they don't tell us that in the show. Anyways, it's a pretty interesting show and it's REALLY making me want another tattoo. Pretty much everyone who watches it has said they are getting tattoo fever! Kristen will come home with a full sleave (hopefully with naked ladies on it) one of these days!!
On an other note, I watched Miami Ink last night on TLC. What a cool show! I pretty much have a crush on Yoji. I think he's so funny and cute. And I think Ami, the supposed owner of the shop, is a HUGE penis. (that's my new insult to call people... it's pretty funny and I laugh everytime I say it!) The reason I say supposed owner is that I found out that he and Chris Nunez both own the shop, but for some reason they don't tell us that in the show. Anyways, it's a pretty interesting show and it's REALLY making me want another tattoo. Pretty much everyone who watches it has said they are getting tattoo fever! Kristen will come home with a full sleave (hopefully with naked ladies on it) one of these days!!
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
H-Mo in the hizzouse!
So I'm finally 21 years old. I don't really feel any different, though I've got a bit of a coffee buzz from having a grande non-fat caramel macchiato from starbucks. People keep telling me that my life will suddenly become very different, but I can't really see how 21 is all that different than 20. I guess I DO get to drink everywhere now, so that's a plus. And if I commit a crime in the states, I now get tried as an adult. But maybe that happens at 18, I can't remember. Anyways, I guess I'll have to wait and see!
I guess my first posting as a blogger isn't that exciting, but it's my birthday and I don't feel like sitting in front of a computer!
And by the way, my title is care of my sister, who told me that it had to be in my first blog! So there you go Krizzle. Hope you like it!
I guess my first posting as a blogger isn't that exciting, but it's my birthday and I don't feel like sitting in front of a computer!
And by the way, my title is care of my sister, who told me that it had to be in my first blog! So there you go Krizzle. Hope you like it!
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