Friday, March 31, 2006

Special Birthday Edition of Foto Friday

This is Vanessa and me circa 2003 at our staff party... Sorry about such an old one Vaneesh but I figured you'd rather this one than some of the OTHER ones I have of you... And plus I haven't taken any pictures decent pictures of the two of us in a while. In most of the other ones I have, I have chins, and you know how I feel about my chins.

ANYWAYS, Happy Birthday Vaneesh! I love you tons! You're the bestest best friend a girl could have... All together now, AWWWWWWWWWWWW.

Hopefully after tonight I'll have more pictures and then I'll post some SLIGHTLY more recent ones. It'll be a shit show for sure! With Vanessa, it always always is! Happy Birthday Babe!

Thursday, March 30, 2006

So much going on...

I don't have too much time, but I'll give y'all a quick update on the interview since I know you're all a-tingle with anticipatory delight.

There were at least 20 people there, one guy and the rest girls. There were about 6 or 7 interviewers, two being flight attendants themselves, a few recruiters, and some other people who are important. It started out with introductions and a bit about WestJet, then we split into groups and did a whole bunch of group activities, meanwhile they pulled each one of us out to do a quick one on one interview. The woman who interviewed me was SUPER nice and made it really easy to be relaxed and not feel all anxious. Then we came back into the big group and the flight attendants told us more about the actualy position and how things work.

I think I did well. I smiled lots, made eye contact, listened to what the other people had to say, said enough for myself, and hopefully I was fabulous enough to impress them. It's really hard to say whether I "out shone" everyone else. I also had to write them an e-mail today to tell them why I want the position again. So I did that, hopefully impressed them. I tried to take things that we learned yesterday and incorporate them into what I said.

The job sounds SO appealing, and I really really really hope I get it. I think I'll be pretty disappointed if I don't get it, just because I feel like I'd be really good at it, and it would be something fun and exciting and new. Although, they told us that they get 1800-2000 applications per week, so the fact that I got invited to an interview does say a lot.

I think it will be up to three weeks before I hear anything, so I'll be anxiously awaiting the result. I'm pretty sure they send out an e-mail, and then they phone later to invite us to a training sessions. (They are 4 weeks long, and the next one starts April 24th, three days after my last exam).

So we shall see. We shall see.

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

More Band Geekiness

That last post was very gushy... But it was because I was still in the "moment" of it all. After seeing that, I remember why I started to "do" music. People always asked me what made me start, and why it was such a huge part of my life. Since I was 9 years old, music has been a part of my life. Once I got into junior high, I was in 3 bands, then in high school, I was in 4 and sometimes even 5. (yeah yeah, I know I know, geeksville). I played a whole bunch of instruments and I think almost a different one in each band, I had so much music in my folder it was held together with duck tape. I was usually at school from 7:20 until 5 or 3:30 every day of the week, I had sore lips and sore arms, had to drag percussion equipment across the school twice a day, sacrificed many weekends to "band camp" aka doing marching drills and rehearsal after rehearsal for three days straight, had to deal with our poor, frustrated teacher who had to deal with US, had to try to impress the aforementioned Tyler, who had this totally cool guy air about him, walking around with his whole "I'm a musician" vibe which made us swoon over and over again... then horribly disappointing him, even after he took us out for a fancy dinner to "show us some culture".

THEN, I had to deal with probably the hardest thing that I've ever had to deal with when it comes to band, and that is praise. I am not about to brag about this and that, but I was talented, and I guess other people saw that in me. You'd think I'd love that kind of attention, since I do in other parts of my life, but the music praise was tough for me. Getting attention from our guest directors and clinicians at festivals was the worst, (even though it meant the most) because I had to sit there, with the rest of my band, and listen to people offer me full ride scholarships to their universities or asking me if I was a professional and just sitting in for this high school band. All I remember about those kind of situations is the guilt that I felt, since I was getting this attention and the rest of the people in my band weren't, even though some were equally and more talented than I. I wish I could have appreciated it more, but all I felt was embarassment and horrible horrible guilt.

So, going back to the question of why I did music, why I sacrificed so much for it. I never used to have an answer for people, especially my non band classmates when they would ask me why I'm in stupid band as I'm wheeling a marimba after rehearsal across the packed foyer before regular classes started. I used to say "the trips" or "because I like it I guess"... but those never really explained it. But after last night, I remembered a moment that I had, in my very last band festival I ever performed, during this particular song. I got the shivers, and they didn't go away for a few minutes. My OWN playing, along with the rest of the band, gave me the shivers. That is why I did it all. And last night, I got the shivers so many times, and it made me remember all the moments like that. Seeing Tyler's face during certain moments, knowing the kind of feeling he was having... I remember that feeling.

After the concert I got a chance to talk to him, which was great. He remembered be, we chatted about this and that, I told him I wasn't doing too much music stuff now since I didn't have time with school, and he asked me "do you miss it?" and I instantly, without even thinking about my words said "oh yeah... I miss it tons". So I guess I miss it, a lot. We chatted a bit more, he talked about how he really misses our group from high school, then almost died when he realized how long ago it was that he taught us, invited me to go for a drink though I couldn't because I had to work early today, so we decided that we would go another night, to catch up... It's weird thinking that I'm kind of a grown-up now, and I can "go for drinks" with the guy I always wished I could go for drinks with in high school. But seeing the performance, seeing Tyler, seeing his moments, made me remember all of mine. And it made me remember why I did it.

Monday, March 27, 2006

Dude...(Major Band Geek Moment)

I can't even explain how freaking amazing this thing I saw tonight was. My old percussion instructor from high school Tyler Hornby had a gig at the university with his band, and I dragged Linda to go see it with me. I'm seriously speechless... I miss music so much I realize... I kept looking over at Linda in the performance "holy shit that was SICK" and she'd stare at me blankly and say "yes, it was very nice." Just how freaking amazing they all were, I can't believe it. He looked pretty fine too... There's just something about musicians!

Friday, March 24, 2006

A little too much YouTube for me

I found another pretty funny one... this time courtesy of Dee and then myself.

Finger Breakdancing

I got this link from and it was too funny not to share. Damn that's funny.

Foto Friday

You may have quit blogging, but Steph, you're not dead to the blogging world!
(insert evil laugh here)

Thursday, March 23, 2006

Gotta Love Thursdays!

To me, Thursday means sleep in, one class, and a nice relaxing evening. I love Thursdays.

Today, I slept in until 9 something (when the cats woke me up to be fed... Carol, I hate you for making your cats hungry this early in the morning.) I started and finished my Spanish presentation that is tomorrow (like I said, the procrastination is getting out of hand), and then decided to go to the mall. You see, since the wedding day, I've been searching my mum's and dad's houses frantically for my favourite maroon TNA hoodie. I wore it to the hairdresser's, then changed into the dress, then the next day when I went back to get all my stuff it was gone. GONE. My theory is that Kristen took it home with her by accident and now she is keeping it because she is jealous of my amazing fashion, and really, how would I ever know since I don't see her... In three years I'll be looking at her pictures and she'll be wearing it in every one. Or maybe the house hippos got it. Either way, I'm maroon hoodie-less, and sad.

So today, I went to the mall in search of a new favourite hoodie. I found one, and it's basically the same, but more purple than maroon. I'm not a huge purple person, but the other day I wore this purple tank top and people kept telling me how nice I looked in purple. So, I got a purple hoodie. (I wonder if I said purple enough... PURPLE!) I also got a green t-shirt, because a girl can never have too much green.

I also bought my mum her birthday present, even though it's almost a week late. I was looking for this one specific thing and only found it today.

I decided that I didn't feel like going to class (see above comment about the whole getting out of hand thing, but replace procrastination with laziness) so I came home, watched ellen, made perogies, and chilled. All in all, a good day!

Wednesday, March 22, 2006


Good News: I have an interview with WestJet next Wednesday

Bad News: It's a GROUP interview

Good News: I speak French, and they like that

Bad News: I didn't know how to say "turbulance" in French on the phone, thus making me sound kinda dumb since I said "ohmygosh I don't know how to say turbulance" when they asked me to translate a sentence into French

Good News: If I DO get hired, my flight priviledges are effective the first day of training (aka any flight westjet does for about $25)

Bad News: No buddy passes until after three months (along with shares and benefits)

Good News: I have an interview

Bad News: I might not get the job...

We'll just have to wait and see!!

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

I wish...

...that I had some mini eggs right now.

I have some sitting on my counter, but alas, I decided NOT to bring them to work today and I am living to regret that decision.

Sunday, March 19, 2006

If you aren't me, my mother, or my sister, you might be bored to tears

Today, I got to rub elbows with the pairs and ice dancers who are competing in World Championships. My mum and I went today for a few hours to watch them all practice at the saddledome and at the corral. How cool was it to sit in the second row, right behind all their coaches, and watch them UP CLOSE doing their thing... It was wicked.

At the Olympics, Marie-France Dubreuil and Patrice Lauzon were favoured to do quite well, but Marie-France fell majorly during the move in the picture... She hurt her hip pretty badly and they had to withdraw from the competition. So, we were all waiting with bated breath to see if she'd be okay to compete in the World Championships. Well, today I saw her perform the very spinny tossy holdy thing that made her fall, and she looked great! So you can all breath a sigh of relief, because they WILL be competing.

Megan Wing and Aaron Lowe apparently have been skating together for about 15 years, and have never quite made it to the top, but they're really good and seem like cool people (I smiled at Aaron Lowe today when he walked by me and he made eye contact... we're now best friends), and it was cool to see them today.

I also saw the canadian pairs and the other pairs and ice dancers... Some french chick was sitting beside me for about 15 minutes, and we ALL know how great of an eavesdropper I am (aka I have to be staring at them to hear what they're saying) so I'm sure she was kind of pissed off after the first 5 mintues of gawking and then me not looking away even after getting a death stare. Oh well... there were way more hardcore fans than us there... People were asking people for autographs and wore iron on shirts with people's pictures on them.

Too bad I have to go to school this week, otherwise I could use my mum's passes to EVERY SINGLE EVENT when she's working and go see them! I guess I'll just have to watch on TV and look for mum!

Friday, March 17, 2006

Thursday, March 16, 2006


Yesterday I learned that there is an elementary school in Calgary that closed yesterday due to a rotting roof or something like that. Apparently the school knew that the roof was in danger of collapsing for a while, but didn't decide to do anything about it until now. I'm not really clear on the details so if I got that wrong, meh.

But the real reason I'm posting about this is because the students had to be moved to other schools... which schools? Well, half of the school went to my dad's school. SO, here is me, reaching out to my dad and saying "It's okay!" I'm imagining him today at school rescheduling all the PE and Music times, trying to shuffle around classrooms, find room for all the extra students and teachers, trying to discipline after recess when the bully from his school met the bully from the other school, trying to find the balance between his staff and the other staff... It doesn't seem like too much fun.

Papa I hope you don't have a heart attack, stroke, anurism, ulcer, and I hope your blood pressure doesn't sky rocket! I love you! You can make it through the week!!! This is when you say "re-LAX... re-LAX..." and then laugh at me doing jazz fingers in front of your face.

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Don't know how to title it so I will call it "Ma Cuisine!"

Today I went on a date. Me. A date.

Even though I almost turned around and didn't go when I was just about there, I persevered ALL the way to the top of the stairs and decided that it would be horrific to a) have given this guy the wrong phone number (by accident) the first time around and b) to then stand him up. Why did I almost change my mind and not go? Not too sure, but I was seriously SO nervous... how lame.

Anyways, the date was good, the guy was sweet, and I didn't eat too quickly (like I always do)... I actually was slow because we were TALKING... imagine that. Talking during a meal.

I don't really want to go on and on, so I won't. But it was fun, I didn't feel weird, it wasn't akward, and I (hopefully) didn't embarass myself or make him go "seriously what's up with this chick". So all in all, mission accomplished.

Monday, March 13, 2006

What a weekend...

I don't even know where to start.

Friday, went out. Fun had by all.

Saturday, went out for Marla's birthday to the Whiskey, then stayed at Steph's. At that point, I was thinking "woah, I had a busy weekend, I'm tired and hungover, ready to chill at home."

So around 8:45 pm on Sunday, I'm watching Grey's Anatomy, and I get a call from my girl Katie and she's called an emergency "meeting" with rum and cokes, and that there are boy troubles. (PS: Ryan, you are scum and if I see you again you better run.)

So I figure I should stay over... So I pack my school stuff, a pair of clean underwear, and I'm off to pick up Sarah.

We get to Katies, the rum and cokes are ready, Linda comes, then we decided that Katie needs to get out of the house. So we put on our "outfits" and wander over to Moose McGuire's for some drinks. Weeeelllllll, paralysers were on special... So we took advantage.

After a stop at Mac's to get beef jerky and a Penthouse (Katie, seriously, what's up with that?) we went home, crashed at her house, woke up, stumbled to class, and that was that. It was quite the day, but what are girlfriends for??

Here are some pictures for your enjoyment... I'll leave it up to you to imagine the looks we got from the others in the bar.

Saturday, March 11, 2006

Blogging?  From my desktop?

So with my new computer, I'm discovering new things everyday.  For anyone with a MAC, you know about the "dashboard".  It's this little thingy that you can ask to come up that has a whole bunch of little shortcut buttons and fun things.  On mine, I have a claculator, a calendar, a weather forecast, a converter (for currency or measuring things), a post-it note and an iTunes play/skip doodle.  The other day, I was dinking around on the MAC website, and realized that you can download MORE options for your dashboard.  SO, now I have 3 new ones.  And etch-a-sketch, which gives me hours of entertainment (though I could never compare to Kirsten's art work), an iPhoto mini thing (which I'm only medium about...) and a blogger post thing.  So on the Dashboard, I sign in, and voila a blogging square thing pops up and I can blog without even opening an internet browser!  I don't get any fun options, but seriously, this is cool!  Anyway, I'm going to find out what other crazy things I can download on to my dashboard, though I'm running out of room...

Have a good Saturday... if all goes well tonight, I'll have some CRAZY pictures to show from Marla's birthday tonight!

Friday, March 10, 2006

Foto Friday (and a plea)

Last Friday...

My plea is this: If anyone has any pics of my gorgeous sister and me from the wedding, I'd love to have them. So if you do, I'd love it if you could e-mail them to me. (I'm assuming we know each other so you'll have my e-mail address.) Thanks!

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Post for the sake of posting

It's Tuesday...
  • I'm at work...
  • I have class
  • I'm going to Kirsten's for dinner
  • Amazing Race is on
That's about all for Tuesday.

My weekend was pretty good... It started out with me working (blech) but then Vaness and Katie met me at work and we made our way down to the den for a "drink or two" (read: I had my toothbrush and contact solution already at Katie's because I would be staying at her place). Anyways, the three of us had some Cajun Fries (drool) and some hi-ball pitchers... Later Jackie-from-the-equipment-room met up with us and she invited some of her (CUTE) friends... (well one of them was cute). And we all hung out and stuff... I don't really know what else to say about the evening except that I perhaps possibly might see one of them again... maybe. (The cute one...)

I'm weird.

Sunday, March 05, 2006

My Mother...

... is always right.

Even when it comes to French verbs.

How can she, who hasn't taken French in 30 years, (30 YEARS!!!), still remember when to accord the direct object pronoun, and I, who have taken French for the last 17 years of my life, be absolutely certain that I DON'T accord the past participle to the direct object pronoun in this sentence and BE WRONG??

Will I only begin to "master" this language when I'm 53 years old helping my kids with their stupid online exams because their prof is too lazy to mark them herself?

How infuriating!

The moral of the story: My mother is always right.

Update: My mum just gave me her French Grammar book from when she was in Switzerland in 1969 and told me to look in there for the rules on according the participles. It was published in 1968, but as she says "Grammar doesn't change, Heather". True. However, I am curious to see what was written on pages 93 and 94 that were removed due to "la censure qui exist en Suisse".

K, the fact that Mum doesn't throw anything out comes in handy once in a while.

Saturday, March 04, 2006

Me vuelvo folle!

Do you wanna know what's really hard? Writing a Spanish presentation about French authors from French sources.

Do you wanna know what's going to be even harder? Presenting said presentation, in Spanish, while saying French names and French quotes, then switching back to Spanish to finish the sentence.

This is what I get for majoring in two different laguages. I KNEW that one day, the two would collide and my life as I knew it would cease to exist.

Aye carumba y je suis donc tannée!

Friday, March 03, 2006

Thursday, March 02, 2006

Wherin I spare you from my dirty dirty mouth

My day has been eventful. Not in a good way though.

It started with a sleep in, which was nice... I got to wake up on my own, I made myself a latte, then went downstairs to get some homework done. Nice, and relaxing. Not for long.

Spilled my ENTIRE coffee... Shit. I managed to miss my own computer (thank goodness) but got it ALL over my mum's keyboard and the floor. Luckily, I had a bunch of papers resting on the keyboard, so it didn't totally soak it, but definitely got it wet. The string of swears that came out of my mouth was enough to make a sailor blush... So I grabbed my robe (since it was sitting beside me) and tried to wipe it up... anyways, after a lot of cleaning, the keyboard is just lying upside down hoping that the coffee will just drip out, and the carpet is doused in vinegar with a towel on it. I decided to re-arrange our computer table so that I can avoid this situation in the future. I was pissed.

So I get ready to go (after making myself a new cup of coffee to bring with me), remember that I have to put on my new license plate, so I go out, and fumble around with it for a while, my legs getting tired, hands freezing to the plate, I'm not really happy about it.

Decide to go up to my dad's before school so that I can look for my hoodie that I can't seem to find. I go there, look for it, can't find it. Shit. (I decide to help myself to some leftover wedding cake while I'm there, which does brighten my day a little).

Go to school, remember that I forgot my parking pass. Shit. Get yelled at by Lot 10 lady because I only have a $20 bill. SORRY lady that I don't carry enough change to satisfy your needs.

Anyways, since then, my day has been fine... I sat in the racquet centre with Steph, chatted and chilled, sipped my new coffee, laughed at dumb people who came to the counter. (We're not ACTUALLY total bitches, we just get a lot of dumb people.)

I went to the gym, for the first time in a long time, which is slightly embarassing. It was really good... ran for a while, longer than I normally do, did some other stuff, and I left feeling really good and with an extremely red face. Hopefully this will make me get into my groove again and I'll be fit in time for summer.

Hopefully this "better part of the day" continues into the everning, and I'll get loads of homework done and it will be smooth sailing from now until the end of the semester. Hopefully.