Porn and Beef Jerky - Foto Friday

Can it get any better than that?

Sympathy

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.

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.

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.

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!

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!

Dr. McDreamy

*sigh*

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.

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.

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!

Foto Friday

Me and my brother in law

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.

No motivation

I know that now that the wedding is over, I'm supposed to focus on school and be really motivated since I have nothing to distract me. But this is not the case. I am very distracted... by everything. And I have no motivation. To do anything.

I've been at work for 7 hours, and I have written 4 sentences of homework. Granted, I have been productive in other ways, but still. 4 sentences. Not good. And tonight is the first Amazing Race episode! AND tuesday night dinner with Kirst and Nathan. So I won't really get much done tonight homework-wise. The scary part is I'm not really too concerned about it. I think it's really time for me to be done school. This is kind of getting out of hand.

To celebrate my lack of caringness for school, I will post fun pictures of Kristen's Bachelorette party.

This Sucks

My sister is leaving. Again. And I don't know when I'll see her again.

The wedding was amazing. I couldn't have had a better time. Well, that's not true. It would have been a lot more fun (and there would have been a lot fewer tears) if I didn't have to say good bye to them both today.

I love Kristen and Jordan so much, and it's really hard to think about what my life will be like without them in it. I know they're not dying, but the fact that I will probably see them once or twice a year is pretty horrible.

I don't really know how to deal with it. I'll try.

Kristen and Jordan's Amazing Race to the Altar

This weekend has had so many elements that I couldn't even begin to tell you every one of them. BUT, the giant surprise bachelor/bachelorette party went very well. The fact that Kristen and Jordan spent the entire night before in the airport just added to the fun! Here are a couple of pics of the race, and more news about the everything later.

Nathan, Lynn and Miriam making their flag. (They were a DNF due to losing a team member!)

Sue, Sandra and Kris making their flag. (Team number 3!)

Jordan searching for Abbey Road in Eau Claire

The winning team getting into a cab, hence allowing for the winning!

Deeds, Rob, Kristen and Chris, the winning team!

Jordan, Kirsten and Steve, Team number 2!

Click on any photo for a link to the Flickr pics

Trying to think of something besides the wedding...

For realsies, I can think of one thing and one thing only. MY SISTER IS GETTING MARRIED IN 9 SLEEPS! I rarely write in all capitals, so you KNOW I'm excited about this!

People at school keep saying "I'll see you after the wedding! You'll have to tell me all about it" and other people around are like "oh my gosh you're getting married??" and I answer in the most excited voice ever "no, but my SISTER is!" and these people look at me like "umm, you're THAT excited about a wedding that's not even your own?"

Well, the answer is YES YES YES I'm THAT excited about a wedding that isn't even my own. Think about it... I get ALL the thrill of the wedding, yet I don't have to BE MARRIED! It's all about the party!!!! And yes, for those who are growing concerned, I DO realize it's not MY day and I won't steal any kind of thunder from Kristen, so don't fret.

I am MORE than happy to sleep-over the night before to keep her sane, to shove food in her mouth so that she doesn't starve and pass out, to tie a bib around her while she's drinking her coffee so that when she spills, it's on her bib and not her dress (yes, WHEN she spills), stand beside her at the altar holding her boquet and a fistfull of kleenex, ready to hand it over if she starts crying, make sure her dress is organized for when she does the walk out with her new husband, and smile pretty for the pictures so that she can look back years to come and remember that I was there, next to her, on HER special day.

So yes, I'm excited.

My mind...

... is not where it should be. I think I have to forget about the whole wedding until Friday, because I have to pull out an amazing paper for Friday... This HAS to be good because my prof pulled the whole "I had such high expectations for you Heather and this doesn't show your potential" card. I hate the guilt trips... Oh well. It'll happen.

And then, after Friday, I'm FREE (for a week) and I get to relax and have fun!

Special Birthday Edition of Foto Friday!

I don't know if it's weird that I'm posting a picture of Jordan on his birthday, because I'm not his fiancee or anything, but I thought since this picture is so great, that I'd post it anyways! (I'll add for his benefit that he isn't actually drunk in this picture, he just did it for my and Kristen's amusement.) Happy Birthday, soon to be Brother-In-Law. If I HAVE to have a brother, I'm glad it's you! You make me laugh lots and lots and I'm excited to chill with you again soon. And you better take good care of my sister, because you don't want to have to deal with the wrath of Heather!! (Remember that time I pushed you really hard when I found out that you proposed to Kristen? That was just a taste of what I'm capable of!) I never really realized how much we used to hang out together, You, Me, Kristen and that other guy, but now that you and Kristen are gone, it's very sad and lonely. I make due... but it will be nice to have you here, even if it's for a short week.

Anyways, Happy Birthday, and I hope to see you double fisting when you're back!

Again?!

I think I am sick. Wasn't I just sick two weeks ago? Yes, yes I was. I'm hacking like an 80 year old smoker, and I feel really tired. (I actually just took a little nap here at work... I'm lucky that no one caught me!) My mum says that it's because I was "out galavanting till all hours of the night" this weekend, but I felt FINE this weekend! I felt fine all week before! What's going on now that I'm coughing like crazy and falling asleep everytime I try to study for my exam that's in 6 and a half hours?

I really hope it isn't anything serious... because I have a HUGE few weeks coming up. This is lame. Someone come over here and fix me please! And while you're at it, wanna take my exam for me?

Yuk.

Sexy bitches, oh yes...

This weekend I did SO much yet I feel like I got so little accomplished. I DID do a lot for a certain extravaganza, but as far as school work, I think that is the order for today.

Friday night us sexy bitches* went to Ceile's, an irish "pub" aka a club for people who don't want to go to clubs. It was very fun, and Katie got a LITTLE bit wild. She decided we were going to have a photo shoot in the middle of the bar, and things got a little crazy. I went there in the first place because a guy I work with invited me to go (not the secret crush guy, in case anyone was wondering, though I could have a secret crush on this guy too... SO NICE)... It's nice to see people that you don't normally see outside of a certain environment OUT of that environment. A girl who works at the equipment room came too, so it was like a KNES staff reunion!

Last night, us even sexier bitches went to the Weaselhead, (kind of a dive but still fun) and then, just because we could, Vaness and I went to the Rusty Cage. Now, anyone who knows me, and/or lives by me knows the Rusty Cage. (It's right by my house, and in the weirdest place in my opinion.) I have only been there once before, a LONG time ago, and it was definitely not the kind of place that twenty-somethings go to hang out. BUT, some people were telling us that it was fun, so at 1:00 am we decided to move the party. V and I walk in, and it's a full on club almost! There were beer tub girls, shooter girls, a live band, and it was packed! I would have NEVER guessed that that was what it was like in there. All the people were around our age, and it was seriously SO fun! Besides the weird-o's saying "Now you have a good night sweetheart" as they walk out... ummm, yeah, I will, thanks, there were some fun people there, and it wasn't half bad! Weird night I'll say though... Not what I had expected!

That was my weekend... Today is homework day, maybe I'll eat a chip in dip during the superbowl at some point... Get ready for Grey's Anatomy, and then think spanish all night since I have a presentation tomorrow. Hopefully this week goes by without too many hitches because it's chock (chaulk?) -full of projects and tests.

Only 2 more weeks until Kristen and Jordan are back!!! I can't wait!

*The whole bitches thing is a thing from BSD (or bermuda shorts day, for those non u of c people)... and never in my life will I forget Jordan saying "Kristen, I wanna stay up and drink with the giiiiiirrrrllllsssssss"... Funniest thing ever. Well not EVER, because you really can't beat the grilled cheese thing. But close. Oh Jordan... How I miss your craziness.

Free iPod??

Apparently this website will send you a free iPod if you complete the steps is says on the website. "What do I have to loose?" I thought. So I signed up for the stupid thing, and completed the first step, and I just found out that I need "Five friends to sign up, and we'll send you your iPod". So what am I supposed to do now? Well, if any of you are so inclined, you can follow this link and be one of my five friends. You shouldn't have to pay anything, because I sure didn't... I think you just have to find the one that you don't have to pay for. I don't know. Try it if you'd like, and I would be forever greatful. If you don't, I forgive you.

The Hour

So I find out George is coming to U of C on Monday and Tuesday! I was all stoked to get some tickets, but they're SOLD OUT! Come on! How cool would it be to sit in the audience of the hour??? I potentially could still go if I covered it for the Gauntlet, but I'm sure someone snapped that story up already, and I haven't written for the Gauntlet in ages. Oh well, maybe I'll see George coming into Mac Hall or something. Maybe he'll be in the mood for a squash game!

It's Tuesday!

I wish there was something exciting happening today so that I could feel the enthusiasm implied in my title. I can't even go to Tuesday Night Dinner tonight because I have a couple of papers due this Friday. Boo Urns.

I DO have a dress fitting tonight... not really very exciting, but mediumly exciting...

Today at work I stabbed myself really hard with a pokey thingy while I was re-stringing a racquet. It hurt a LOT and my hand is not working properly because of it. I managed to do a bit of homework today, but I still have to do a lot more. I have this horrific paper that I can't even start... Blech.

Steve and I have been busy busy planning a certain bachelor/bachelorette extravaganza for the past several days... It's definitely coming together. I can't wait for it to happen! I hope everything works out!

I think that's it for today... This wasn't a very exciting post, but looking at the mini eggs all the time made me really want some.

They have returned!!!!!

This time of the year is my favourite... Do you know why? No, it's not Valentine's Day (especially this year... sniff!), it's not the wedding (though I am quite excited for it), it's not even the snowy weather... no, it's the MINI EGGS!!!! I LIVE for mini eggs. I absolutely adore them. And even though they have christmas time mini eggs and valentines mini eggs, they really just aren't the same. So horay! Mini eggs!!!! Too bad they are horrible for my health.

Photo Phriday

I'm really getting sick of the whole "phriday" thing. I think I'm going to change it next week.

I really need to start taking some artsier photos, but for now, you get posy ones.

Katie et moi dans une maison de neige, au Carnaval de St. Isidore (home of the hoodie).

I'm sick

Sick. As. A. Dog.

I'd make a really whiny pathetic post about how sick I am, but I'll spare you. To those I saw on Tuesday night, I REALLY hope I didn't infect you or your kids. Because this sucks. Big time. I'm off to wallow on the couch and try to eat something since I'm STARVING, but it hurts too much to swallow.

I Hate My Car

Well, that's not entirely true. I just hate it when it doesn't work properly. I quite like it when it does what it's supposed to. What I hate, is having to pay $1000 in repairs/maintenance when there was "technically" nothing wrong with it. (I say technically, and what I mean is there was nothing majorly wrong with it). I took it in today for an oil change, (and a light and mirror repair), and got reminded that my rear breaks and tires need replacing. I had forgotten that last time I took it in they told me that next time I'd need to do these repairs... (and no, my mechanic isn't ripping me off... we know them well and they take good care of me... most of the time.)

Apparently a new side mirror for my car is over $250. I HATE having a rare car that no one cares about. That's a pain in the ass. (And to you teenage punks who ripped my mirror off... karma's a bitch and I hope that you buy a dud of a car and have to pay thousands a year on it.)

I have to remember that I'm lucky to even have a car, and that I'm lucky to not have too many other expenses... so I can't complain too much. But still... over $1000 in repairs when I have pretty much NO disposable income and get paid pretty much nothing per hour. All I can say, I'm pretty flipping glad I have a line of credit. It will be put to good use this month!

4 things

Deeds tagged me, so hey, why not?

4 jobs I have had in my life

1. Currently? Working at the Racquet Centre... slackest job ever.
2. Nanny in St. Isidore Alberta. (Here's a little shout out to Mo, the greatest mum ever who can still party like she could when she was 21.)
3. Before that? Coffee Bar/Kitchen staff at Sunterra Market.
4. And finally, Server at Pinebrook Golf and Country Club. That one was sort of in the middle of the Sunterra stuff... you get the jist.

4 movies I could watch over and over

1. The Sound of Music
2. Mary Poppins (see a musical/Julie Andrews theme here? Don't worry, The Princess Diaries is NOT the next one on the list.)
3. Pretty Woman
4. When Fools Rush In (guess who ALSO loves this movie? Jordan!)

4 placed I have lived

1. Calgary, Alberta
2. St. Isidore, Alberta
3. If I'm going to put anymore it would just be different addresses in Calgary, so I'll stop. I can't WAIT to move somewhere.

4 TV shows I love to watch

1. Grey's Anatomy
2. What not to Wear
3. The Amazing Race
4. Miami Ink

4 places I have been on Vacation

1. Lots of places in Quebec
2. Various places in England and Scotland
3. Vancouver and area
4. Vermont, Florida (I count that as one since they were the same type of visits to Grandparents...)

4 websites I visit daily

1. Blogs etc.
2. My U of C (homework related)
3. Weather Network
4. Overheard in New York

4 favourite foods

1. Sushi
2. Lobster
3. Rice
4. Garden Carrotts (I can't spell that word... I know that in English it's either two r's or two t's, and in French it's two of the one that it isn't two of in English, but I can never remember which one is which, so I always put them both.)

4 places I would rather be right now

1. On an airplane
2. In the kitchen baking something delicious
3. With my sister
4. Somewhere beachy

4 people I tag to complete this

Meh, do it if you want to.

An other Photo Phriday?

Just to prove that I wasn't lying when I told you that last week's photo wasn't the only one of me with my head over a toilet, I give you ME, circa halloween 2003. I was an '80's work-out girl. I won the costume contest. The prize? A beer out of a beer bong. I am only taking part responsibility for my state that night since I warned everyone that 5 minutes after I drank the beer I would be puking but was encouraged to drink it anyway. What's that yellow thing on the counter? My earring. Where's the other one? In the toilet.

Who do I think I am?

Seriously... I went out last night. On a Thursday. To a club. Went to sleep at 3:00. AM! Seriously... as Katie said, "Who do you think you are Heather? Me?" Well put.

So. Sick. Of. School.

How is this possible? I've not even gone for two weeks! 2 weeks!!!!!!!!!!!

Today went a little like this:

• Class 1: Didn't understand every third word that was uttered. Shit. Not a good start.
  
• Class 2: Haven't read enough of the book with the nipples on the front to know what the hell was going on. (I hoped that because of the nipples on the front there would be a little some' some' in the book to make it a little more interesting. I was mistaken.) Was asked if I was the daughter of the magnificent, talented, goal oriented Dan. Yes, I am, though MUCH lazier.
  
• Class 3: Felt as though I was a kindergartner in an advanced chem class. There's a MIRROR in that painting? The painter is in the painting? To where does the door lead in the painting? WHO CARES????!!!!!!!!
  
• Class 4: I am so far from being able to pay attention that I may as well have skipped the class. What does the story have to say about spanish culture? I DON'T CARE! Seriously. Don't care.
  

One. More. Semester. I can do it. For realsies... I can. RIGHT?!?!?!?!?!?!??!

Weekend, where did you go?

I seem to have misplaced the weekend. I don't know where it went. From working, to going to a bridal shower (withOUT the bride, I have to add), to being the obnoxious table in the corner at el sombrero because we drank 3 pitchers of margaritas before going to the bar, to going to brunch a little tired the next day... I just don't know where it went. The result? Didn't do a STITCH of homework and am really tired today.

There was a classy display at the restaurant by all of us (you can visit my flickr site for lame posy pictures)... We like margaritas, okay? I also wore heels. I don't really wear heels. I was walking to the bathroom, tripped a little, in front of a table full of guys. Back at my table, I re-inacted the event and we were talking about it RATHER loudly, and I said "what? WHAT?? I've had a pitcher of margaritas and I'm wearing stilletos... what? I'm owning it. Yeah, owning it." What does that mean? Well, I don't know. But apparently it means SOMETHING because the whole table of guys were hyserical laughing (and I really don't know why, cause I'm not really very funny) and I think someone said "look, those guys are laughing hysterically" which made me whip my head around and stare, which resulted in them laughing EVEN HARDER. I'm not very subtle... ask anyone who's seen me eavesdropping.

Another example of the classiness? Well, when Katie got back from the washroom, she had this strange look on her face. Why, you ask? We were asking the same thing. This is what she replied: "well, I thought I was doing fine (referring to the level of drunkeness), but when I went to leave the bathroom, I realized that I had a straw in my hair. And when I wondered where the straw came from, I realized that I haven't taken a sip of my margarita from my straw since the first round." Of course, we couldn't stop laughing (resulting in more stares fromt the middle aged guys across the restaurant.) How do you get a straw in your hair? We really don't know.

The rest of the night pretty much went like that. We were in our own little margarita land with our own definitions of what funny is... If you ever want a good laugh, just come out with us, because we'll provide enough entertainment for everyone!

Photo Phriday

A glimpse at me, circa February 2004.

Classy... But notice I'm laughing, so I can't be hurting toooooo badly. Actually, that was a pathetic night. Visiting my friend in Vancouver, we (read: I) took pre-drinking to the extreme, and puked upon entering the bar, and preceded to spend THE ENTIRE night on the floor in this position, with my friends coming in once in a while to make sure I hadn't died. And if you think this is the only picture of me with my head hanging over a toilet, you are quite mistaken.

Isn't it ironic? (and if I used "ironic" wrong in that sentence, Kristen will let me know, don't worry.

It's ironic, because for the first time ever, I wrote about a guy on my blog, and for the first time ever, my ex decided to read my blog. Ironic? Not sure, because apparently people use that word incorrectly quite often. Coincedental? I think so!

In any event, that's not REALLY what I wanted to write about.

I am looking for an iPod. I'd really like one. I have a discman, and I like it, but I don't really want to lug it around and I am recently wishing I had some tunes bopping while I'm trapsing around the university. Important thing to note: I do NOT have $200 dollars kicking around to spend (or more). I would like to either get it for free, or for under $100. I've been looking on eBay, but I just don't know if I want to get electronics on ebay because the battery could be dead, it could be not quite what I thought, you know, it's risky. And all the new ones go for lots o' money.

I haven't won any yet (I've tried with stuff at school), and I already have the internet, so I can't sign up for Telus internet to get myself a free iPod. (TOO BAD).

Also, I don't really care what kind of iPod I get. I don't need those uber huge ones, so the mini or the nano, I don't have a preference.

Any suggestions??? Or does anyone have one just kicking around that they'd like to give (or sell) me? Because if so, I'd gladly take it, and I'd even write you a thank-you note.

Seriously...

...boring day. I've been at work for 5 hours and I swear it feels like 8. I can't stand it. BUT, I got to see steph... she came in to the good ole RC to visit. I'm happy she's back this semester... finally some life back into this place!!! And plus I have another person to hang out with on the weekends!

Another good thing about today is I got to see my secret knes crush. So I guess my days isn't THAT boring, but still. He shares an office with my boss and I always get excited when he comes in when I'm working. When I worked on Saturday mornings, he had to come in to do programs with kids, so we'd always see each other and chat a bit. Now that I don't work Saturdays anymore, I was worried that I wouldn't see him anymore! But lo and behold, he comes in on Tuesdays as well! The other day when we were chatting I asked him if he was married cause he's a bit older than me (it came up in conversation, I didn't just blurt out the questino randomly) and he was like "no!" but I didn't have the balls to ask if he had a girlfriend. I can't remember how old he is, but this summer my other boss and I (cause I worked in the same place but in a different section) would always talk about how cute he was, and I THINK she said he was like 25-26-27 years old. That's kinda old... well 25 isn't bad, but 27 is a little too old I think. (and just to be clear, I don't think that's OLD in general but kinda old to date since I'm only 21). Oh well, I can still have a secret crush on him!

I told Steph about him when she came in (he wasn't here then) and she was like "ASK HIM OUT HEATHER WOOOOOOO" but I don't think I ever could... that would be SO weird. I AT LEAST have to find out if he has a girlfriend first, but even then, I seriously could never actually ask him out.

I just helped a customer, and then crush guy walked RIGHT behind my computer and I made this random scramble to try to shrink my screen so he wouldn't see what I was writing. Smooth moves.

This is so wrong.

Back to school...

Today was the first day back at school... I had four classes: spanish, french, spanish, break, spanish. Sound like fun???

It actually wasn't too bad. I feel WAY out of my league in 2 of the spanish classes, kinda a little bit out of my league in the french one, and then I think I might feel smart in the other spanish class. When I read that the final paper was to be 7-8 pages, I was like "are you kidding me? BREEZE!" How sad is that that I think 7-8 pages will be a breeze... well when all the others are 10-15, it really IS a breeze! But I'm not here to bitch and complain about my school work... well I guess I kinda am. SO never mind!

The school was PAINFULLY busy today. I HATE the first week of school. I have to deal with PEOPLE in the places where I want to be... how dare they sit at the table I want to sit at! How dare they take the machine I want at the gym. After the first week, people stop going to class and the gym, so it will be better, but for now, it's a pain in my ass.

This isn't a very interesting post. Oh well. Maybe I'll have something exciting to say tomorrow, after I have to deal with stupid people at work who ask me where the pool is or something.

Getting there...

I'm slowly but surely getting there. I'm finding all sorts of things that I like about it! Besides the fact that it's incredibly cute and nice looking, it works well too!!!

Next on the list is to figure out printers... I have a feeling I can't connect to the printer that I want to since it's in a windows thing. Oh well.

So now I can show you a picture of my new computer... I don't know if anyone cares, but if you do, that's it!!!!

Kristen left today... boo. I was asleep when she left, so she jumped on my bed and said goodbye and I think I mustered out some kind of "see ya later" but I'm not 100% sure.

The next 6 weeks will FLY by I'm sure because I have all sorts of things to do before the wedding. The bachelor/ette party will need to be planned asap. I was hoping to get it all done during the Christmas break, but I have done NOTHING. So oops!

Back to fiddling with my computer... Then going to work. I think I'm going to live it large and bring it with me and watch a DVD or something. Living it large over here I tell ya!

Frustrated

I got a new computer. I love it. Except that I don't know how to use it. I'm VERY frustrated. But I know I'll love it more when I learn how to use it. For now, I'm working on getting stupid MSN messenger to work on it.

And all of a sudden my tools thing on blogger has lost a few things. Like the hyperlink button. I was going to link you to what my computer is, but it's not there. Blech I'm frustrated.

At work...

...and have been since 7 am. AM!!! What kind of person plays squash at 7 am???? Apparently no one, since not one person came in until 10.

What a waste of a potential sleep in!

So many events... so few entries!

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.

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.

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!

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.

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.

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!

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!

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!

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.

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!

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.

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!

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.

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???

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!)

World AIDS Day

Thanks K for reminding me that it is World AIDS Day. I too, will wear the virtual ribbon!

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!

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?

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.

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.

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!

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.

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!

(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!

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!)

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?

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!

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.

(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!

How to make a bad day end well

Yes, that IS a coke float.

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.

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!