This post is a few days old, and I had to "recover post" it, but I think it's a nice thing.
MUSIC: Belle and Sebastian - Another Sunny Day
Today's beautiful sunshine has really upped my spirits. Last week, I'd been pretty depressed and anxious. March is going to bring a lot of changes for me, and I wasn't sure how I felt about it, but I think that these changes will be generally positive. I started Driver's Ed yesterday, and it's going to pretty much control my month. I also need to apply for that job at MEC, and whatnot. I've been quite freaked out because of my financial situation, so I've been trying to work as many hours as I can before Saturday, which is my last day. I'm pretty frightened that I won't find a job very quickly (because I'm honestly not trying as hard as I should be), or that I'll find one that I despise or something. So cross your fingers for me, that I get this job and enjoy it and work lots of hours and make lots of money.
I'm reading an excellent book right now. Ryan bought it for me, because he's a sweetie. He knew that I've been incredibly stressed out about everything, and the only real cure for me is to read. And I have not had the money to buy a book with. So, he took me down to Fair's Fair and told me I had fourty dollars to spend on whatever books I want. I bought a book for a modest $3.50, and I'm very happy with it. He's a sweetie. :)
I must accomplish a lot this month. I'm hoping to get a lot done on my manuscript, do some more artwork, make my triumphant return to FNB, get a good job, get my liscence and keep my average at a 3.7. Here's hoping!
Friday, March 9, 2007
Sunday, February 11, 2007
chai tea and tai chi
BELLE AND SEBASTIAN - WAKING UP TO US
Mmmm... I'm in a super good mood. Daddy and I went to Sunterra to buy some baguette and pate for dinner, and while we were there I spied some chai tea mix. I'm way too lazy in the morning to boil up some chai in a sauce pan, and it's very hard to make chai tea lattes with a steam wand if you're doing it with a tea bag, so I bought some yummy chai mix, and I'm very excited about it. I hadn't bought it for myself because it's far too expensive, but Daddy paid, so it was wonderful. And now I am just waiting for Mom to get home so that we can start eating the baguette and pate. I live for baguette and pate. It makes me terribly bougouis to enjoy such "rich people" food. The prospect of things like escargot and caviar and pate should be disgusting to me, but I cannot imagine life without pate. Escargot is pretty disgusting, and I can't eat caviar, so at least I'm doing okay. Aha! Mom's home! Time to go eat some fooooooood!
Oh man, that was GOOD pate. My belly is supremely satisfied. Now you get to hear all about my weekend of nothing! I got my period on Friday, and my cramps were so bad I had to cut a date with Ryan quite short. I felt really sick on Saturday, so I turned down some plans to stay home and feel gross, and then, by 3:00, my pain had miraculously lifted, which was wonderful! However, it was also terrible, because it was too late to tell people that I could do things with them, so I spent my afternoon in a bored haze in front of the television, because I had no books to read. It was excrutiating. At about 6:00, Daddy informed me that him and Marco were going to go see a movie, so I was all "I'M COMING, BUT NOT TO YOUR MOVIE!", and I watched "Notes on a Scandal", which was excellent. Like, really really good. As good as the book good. After that, I walked over to Indigo, which was scary because Heather Exner has turned bookstores into scary places. I just wanted a book, not hand lotion or cds or magazines or candles or stuffed toys or things with hearts on them. There was more CRAP in that bookstore than books. I cant even call Chapters/Indigo/Coles bookstores anymore. I WANTED A FUCKING BOOK. So I bought "The Namesake" by Jhumpa Lahiri, because I heard her other book was good from the Pulitzer Prize people. I tend to enjoy Pulitzer winners, but they didn't have that one, so I bought her other book. So far it's been quite good. There's a sticker on the front which says it's being made into a movie, which could be funky. I'm always cautious about adapted movies and such, and so I went home and IMDB'd it, and Kal Penn is in it. HAHAHA KAL PENN DOING SERIOUS THINGS. He was good on Law and Order, so who knows? Miracles might happen? I did enjoy Harold and Kumar, but THE RISE OF TAJ? EPIC MOVIE? EEEEEEEWWWWWWWWW.
Today, I lay around being not very productive and watched lots of the Food Network, Myth Busters and some show about Circus Sideshow Freaks. It was boring. I read some of my book, and I lay around until Daddy and I went to Sunterra. I hate boring weekends. On the way to Sunterra, we had a good talk though. Mostly about driving. Dad's excited because I'm finally getting on driver's ed. I can't see how I'll use the car that much, except when I need books, I won't have to take the bus, and I can start doing hot yoga. Those are the only reasons I want to be able to drive right now, because I'm sure as hell not going to drive to school. That's just expensive. But Bikram Yoga.. Mmm... Steamy yoga goodness. I'm psyched. And Dad said that if I learn to drive, I can take friends to camp out on the property this summer. Hooray! Now I want to do driver's ed. Well, I don't want to do it, but I want to be able to drive, therefore I need driver's ed.
That's all for now, folks!
Mmmm... I'm in a super good mood. Daddy and I went to Sunterra to buy some baguette and pate for dinner, and while we were there I spied some chai tea mix. I'm way too lazy in the morning to boil up some chai in a sauce pan, and it's very hard to make chai tea lattes with a steam wand if you're doing it with a tea bag, so I bought some yummy chai mix, and I'm very excited about it. I hadn't bought it for myself because it's far too expensive, but Daddy paid, so it was wonderful. And now I am just waiting for Mom to get home so that we can start eating the baguette and pate. I live for baguette and pate. It makes me terribly bougouis to enjoy such "rich people" food. The prospect of things like escargot and caviar and pate should be disgusting to me, but I cannot imagine life without pate. Escargot is pretty disgusting, and I can't eat caviar, so at least I'm doing okay. Aha! Mom's home! Time to go eat some fooooooood!
Oh man, that was GOOD pate. My belly is supremely satisfied. Now you get to hear all about my weekend of nothing! I got my period on Friday, and my cramps were so bad I had to cut a date with Ryan quite short. I felt really sick on Saturday, so I turned down some plans to stay home and feel gross, and then, by 3:00, my pain had miraculously lifted, which was wonderful! However, it was also terrible, because it was too late to tell people that I could do things with them, so I spent my afternoon in a bored haze in front of the television, because I had no books to read. It was excrutiating. At about 6:00, Daddy informed me that him and Marco were going to go see a movie, so I was all "I'M COMING, BUT NOT TO YOUR MOVIE!", and I watched "Notes on a Scandal", which was excellent. Like, really really good. As good as the book good. After that, I walked over to Indigo, which was scary because Heather Exner has turned bookstores into scary places. I just wanted a book, not hand lotion or cds or magazines or candles or stuffed toys or things with hearts on them. There was more CRAP in that bookstore than books. I cant even call Chapters/Indigo/Coles bookstores anymore. I WANTED A FUCKING BOOK. So I bought "The Namesake" by Jhumpa Lahiri, because I heard her other book was good from the Pulitzer Prize people. I tend to enjoy Pulitzer winners, but they didn't have that one, so I bought her other book. So far it's been quite good. There's a sticker on the front which says it's being made into a movie, which could be funky. I'm always cautious about adapted movies and such, and so I went home and IMDB'd it, and Kal Penn is in it. HAHAHA KAL PENN DOING SERIOUS THINGS. He was good on Law and Order, so who knows? Miracles might happen? I did enjoy Harold and Kumar, but THE RISE OF TAJ? EPIC MOVIE? EEEEEEEWWWWWWWWW.
Today, I lay around being not very productive and watched lots of the Food Network, Myth Busters and some show about Circus Sideshow Freaks. It was boring. I read some of my book, and I lay around until Daddy and I went to Sunterra. I hate boring weekends. On the way to Sunterra, we had a good talk though. Mostly about driving. Dad's excited because I'm finally getting on driver's ed. I can't see how I'll use the car that much, except when I need books, I won't have to take the bus, and I can start doing hot yoga. Those are the only reasons I want to be able to drive right now, because I'm sure as hell not going to drive to school. That's just expensive. But Bikram Yoga.. Mmm... Steamy yoga goodness. I'm psyched. And Dad said that if I learn to drive, I can take friends to camp out on the property this summer. Hooray! Now I want to do driver's ed. Well, I don't want to do it, but I want to be able to drive, therefore I need driver's ed.
That's all for now, folks!
Thursday, February 1, 2007
mmm
My senses are overwhelmed. I am drinking tea, eating popcorn and watching Clerks II. I really like it. Mm. I miss rockin' Kevin Smith movies. I am extremely content, and I thought I would share.
Saturday, January 20, 2007
LALALALLAA
I had a TERRIBLY strange dream last night. I dreamed that Canada was being taken over by crazy dictators. The one was had prior to the current one was Mike Bullard (but in my dream his name was Mitch), and he was effective and very nice. Then, Nicholas Heer took over the government. All he did was put everyone who he could to work, and killed everyone else (kinda like Hitler). His goonies came into my work one day and told everyone they had to attempt to kill themselves with a box full of objects, and you'd only get to live if ALL of the objects in the box were sabotauged (like a rubber knife and shit). A surprising amount of people lived, including me, but not including Zach Braff, who just avoided using the items in the box, and then Nick got mad and had him tortured to death. So, I got home and told my parents and my grandfather that I was just going to kill myself and get it over with, and that they'd been nice to me my whole life and shit. My dad was all "QUITTER" and my mom was "Don't do it, honey!" and my grandfather was quiet. So, we formulated a plan to go down to the states, because my dad found out the guard was all sympathetic if we tried to cross it and had an old person with us. I called Ryan and was all 'OMG YOU AND YOUR GRANDMOTHER CAN GET OUT OF CANADA!' When we got to the border, the guard let us cross, and sadly there were no refugee camps in the States, but we totally had to find someone to come save us from Nicholas Heer's roving guards. We found this old trailer park that had been buried in sand in the desert, and hung out in there with a bunch of other Canadians. It was such a weird dream. For the whole dream I was all "OMG. I WAS SO NICE TO NICK IN GYM CLASS! WHY IS HE TRYING TO KILL ME AND EVERYONE ELSE?" and "OMG WHY DOES MARCO GET TO BE OKAY AND I DON'T?" because he'd made Marco one of his government higher-ups. What a fucking strange dream.
Saturday, January 6, 2007
you've got the essence, dear.
MUSIC: THE ARCADE FIRE - BRAZIL
I've been growing increasingly obsessed with "Dress Up In You". I think every two weeks I find a new Belle and Sebastian song to get obsessed about. I've been listening to them OBSESSIVELY for almost 5 years now, and I keep finding songs that I've listened to a billion times, but never really listened to. I love finding new Belle and Sebastian songs to obsess over, it really makes me gleeful.
By the way, I thought I'd take some time to talk about my boyfriend. I know it seems really mushy and dumb to write in your blog about someone you're dating, but I don't really give a shit. I am completely enamoured. Every day, Ryan finds something to do to make me feel so unbelievably special, and he goes out of his way to do extremely nice things for me. Wow, I mean, what boyfriend drives all the way across the city to drive you home from a friend's house because you feel sick and your parents aren't home? What boyfriend drives all the way from bloody Okotoks to calm you down from a panic attack? Ryan is an amazing boyfriend and he's amazingly respectful of me. I cannot even begin to talk about how amazingly grateful I am to have such a boyfriend. He's considerate and he's always here for me when I get scared or worried or need to talk. He's always so nice and understanding if I screw up, and Ryan's really just the most pleasent person to be around. He's good with my family, my dog loves him. *grin* I really have the perfect boyfriend, and I'm just so lucky. He's also really good looking, and with good looks and so many amazing personality traits, I really find myself more and more attracted to him every day.
Aw, Nicole's right. We need a fandom. :D
I've been growing increasingly obsessed with "Dress Up In You". I think every two weeks I find a new Belle and Sebastian song to get obsessed about. I've been listening to them OBSESSIVELY for almost 5 years now, and I keep finding songs that I've listened to a billion times, but never really listened to. I love finding new Belle and Sebastian songs to obsess over, it really makes me gleeful.
By the way, I thought I'd take some time to talk about my boyfriend. I know it seems really mushy and dumb to write in your blog about someone you're dating, but I don't really give a shit. I am completely enamoured. Every day, Ryan finds something to do to make me feel so unbelievably special, and he goes out of his way to do extremely nice things for me. Wow, I mean, what boyfriend drives all the way across the city to drive you home from a friend's house because you feel sick and your parents aren't home? What boyfriend drives all the way from bloody Okotoks to calm you down from a panic attack? Ryan is an amazing boyfriend and he's amazingly respectful of me. I cannot even begin to talk about how amazingly grateful I am to have such a boyfriend. He's considerate and he's always here for me when I get scared or worried or need to talk. He's always so nice and understanding if I screw up, and Ryan's really just the most pleasent person to be around. He's good with my family, my dog loves him. *grin* I really have the perfect boyfriend, and I'm just so lucky. He's also really good looking, and with good looks and so many amazing personality traits, I really find myself more and more attracted to him every day.
Aw, Nicole's right. We need a fandom. :D
Thursday, January 4, 2007
you hill-and-valley crowd
MUSIC: THE DECEMBERISTS - I DON'T MIND
I thought I'd just bring up a point here. When you peel 2 bulbs of garlic, your hands will stink forever. I'm currently in the process of scrubbing all of the skin off of my two index fingers in hopes to get rid of the smell. I have washed my hands with 3 kinds of bath gel, 2 kinds of soap, and I have used 4 different smelly hand lotions as well. I have also sprayed my fingers with perfume. NOTHING WORKS. I think I'm obsessive-compulsive about making sure my hands smell like nothing or something, because I don't peel oranges to avoid the smell of oranges all over my hands for a while. BUT AT LEAST ORANGE SMELL WASHES OUT. I don't know what to do, lest peel off all of my skin. Any advice?
If I kept resolutions, I would make my New Year's resolution to go to Food not Bombs more often. But I don't really keep resolutions, so I'm going to call it more of a goal. I think I can do more stuff this term, just in saying, because I think I'm getting used to University a little better. Everyone should cheer for me, by the way, because my GPA is 3.30 so far (whee!). Before you actually become proud of me though, that grade is missing 3 classes, so it will probably go down considerably! I do really like being proud in my ignorance of my real grades. Anyways, back on topic. I really think that I will have a lot more leisure time now that I'm kind of used to University. I think I'm going to attempt to meet more people this term, because I'm definetely way too shy to go out and introduce myself to people, but I suppose I'll have to suck it up, because I sincerely doubt I'll have as small of a class as French this term. I can be plenty friendly when I meet people in a small, group like French class or a show or art class or something, but I am so damn easily intimidated. I think I'm just shy because I'm not comftrable in University yet. Oohh well. I MUST GET OVER THIS.
I thought I'd just bring up a point here. When you peel 2 bulbs of garlic, your hands will stink forever. I'm currently in the process of scrubbing all of the skin off of my two index fingers in hopes to get rid of the smell. I have washed my hands with 3 kinds of bath gel, 2 kinds of soap, and I have used 4 different smelly hand lotions as well. I have also sprayed my fingers with perfume. NOTHING WORKS. I think I'm obsessive-compulsive about making sure my hands smell like nothing or something, because I don't peel oranges to avoid the smell of oranges all over my hands for a while. BUT AT LEAST ORANGE SMELL WASHES OUT. I don't know what to do, lest peel off all of my skin. Any advice?
If I kept resolutions, I would make my New Year's resolution to go to Food not Bombs more often. But I don't really keep resolutions, so I'm going to call it more of a goal. I think I can do more stuff this term, just in saying, because I think I'm getting used to University a little better. Everyone should cheer for me, by the way, because my GPA is 3.30 so far (whee!). Before you actually become proud of me though, that grade is missing 3 classes, so it will probably go down considerably! I do really like being proud in my ignorance of my real grades. Anyways, back on topic. I really think that I will have a lot more leisure time now that I'm kind of used to University. I think I'm going to attempt to meet more people this term, because I'm definetely way too shy to go out and introduce myself to people, but I suppose I'll have to suck it up, because I sincerely doubt I'll have as small of a class as French this term. I can be plenty friendly when I meet people in a small, group like French class or a show or art class or something, but I am so damn easily intimidated. I think I'm just shy because I'm not comftrable in University yet. Oohh well. I MUST GET OVER THIS.
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