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Sitting, Waiting, Wishing* No More

2010-06-17T16:31:00.003-03:00

I vowed when I did my rant about celebrity gossip a few weeks back that I would try to get back into blogging. Despite Jody's excitement that I was back, I have found myself neglecting my blog yet again. Perhaps it is my lack of readers that keeps me away, or maybe it's the fact that Facebook is just easier. Either way, I've been failing in my efforts and am willing to try harder.

I've just found out that Jack Johnson, who is in my mind the most fantastic and talented person in the music world, is going to be hitting up Toronto on his 2010 tour. I immediately started scheming about how I could get up there, and how I could get tickets. Here it is just over a month before he goes on stage in Toronto, and it's not sold out. After looking at ticketmaster, it appeared that there are only single seating seats left, seeing as how they went on sale on April 10th (unbeknownst to me). No biggie, I could go by myself. However, Tawny is amazing, and after talking to her friend AnnaLee found out that they have not one, but two extra tickets. And just like that, Jack Johnson here I come July 19th. To say that I have been "Sitting, Waiting Wishing*" to see him for years is putting it mildly. I went to the UK in 2008 and just missed him in Manchester and debated going over a week early to fly to Rome, just for the the day, to see him. It's been a long haul, and I cannot believe I am actually going to get to see him.

On a final note, Jods and Tawn have both thrown out memes for me to do. So here goes nothing.

1. Do you prefer watching movies or reading books?
I used to think that my answer to this would be to watch the movie, naturally. 7 years working in a movie theatre made me a big movie goer, as I could go for free all the time. However, even though I've always loved reading, I'm thinking that partly due to maturity, I've become a fan of the novel. There is something extremely satisfying about reading a good book, be it on the white sandy beaches of Greece, curled up on a rainy day (with some Jack Johnson playing in the background), or in a hot bubble bath with a nice glass of wine to accompany you. And finally, the feeling as you turn the last page, which a bittersweet feeling.

2. What is the earliest memory you have?
I'd have to say, my earliest memory is from grade primary. We were at school and off to go to a teddy bear picnic. We had all of our bears in a wadding pool in the classroom waiting for our trip. When it was time to leave, I grabbed the bear I had chosen to bring that day, a soft, brown Zellers teddy of my mother's. We walked through the woods at the back of the soccer field, to a meadow in the woods behind my house. On the way there, we had to go around a pond, and holding onto teddy's hand, he slipped and I nearly dropped him. I didn't however, he remained dry :)

3. What is your most favorite alcoholic drink of all time (if you had to chose just one)?
Hrmmm this is a tough one. There are many alcoholic beverages out there, but if I had to chose one, it would red wine, particularily Fontana Dolce from Riverview Cellars in Niagara on the Lake in Ontario. A semi-sweet red, it's a smooth and tastey treat for my tastebuds.

4. What do you think the best television series you've ever seen is?
I'm not even going to hesitate on this one: Six Feet Under. I am absolutely blown away with the creativity the show possessed. When I think back to great TV I always find myself thinking of this show and it's a show that I know I can watch over and over again. But what I find great about it, is that it's not perfect. It's flawed in that it had a weak 3rd season but was able to redeem itself, which makes me appreciate it even more.

5. What do you like best about where you live?
My mother lives here. That is the biggest reason for me. That set aside, what would I love if my mother didn't live here? Halifax is a small city with a lot to offer. It's only growing in character. The people are for the most part friendly, and we're very laid back. I can live outside the city and have a hundred different lakes to chose from, but get to the city in 25 minutes or less. I can also get to a beach in a relatively short time. I have everything at my disposal here and love it.

I believe I will save Tawny's meme for another day, as I am trying to stay on the blogging train and will no doubt need material later.

*Sitting, Waiting, Wishing is the title of a song off of Jack Johnson's album In Between Dreams :)

In my opinion...

2010-06-01T00:29:00.003-03:00

First, I'd like to know this. Am I the only one who finds it offensive that Kim Kardashian is on the cover of Shape and next to her, looking sexy as hell in a barely there bikini after just having a baby, is the quote "I'll never be one of those skinny girls, so what". Really? Because I'd still call her skinny. She's got curves, yes, but that doesn't make her "not skinny". Poor Kim Kardashian.

Which leads me to my next point. Also, on the cover of the latest In Touch magazine, is a double feature on both Kardashians and their man troubles. Kim has been cheated on yet again, and Kourtney? She's tired of her baby's daddy calling her fat. Like I'm sorry, am I suppose to feel bad for them? If Kim is getting cheated on, maybe she's doing something wrong like, I dunno, dating a loser. He's obviously not happy with her, and maybe it's her personality, I don't know. But if a man is not happy with a woman like that, there are bigger issues here. And Kourtney? If your loser boyfriend calls you fat, especially after you just had his kid, instead of publicizing it to the world, which just makes YOU look like the idiot, DUMP HIM. Either way, they are still 2 rich, beautiful women who are lucky to be blessed with figures like that and if the most that they have to complain about is being called fat and getting treated badly by idiots then they can jog on in my opinion.

And finally, I commend Jennifer Hudson on her weight loss. Way to go. Honestly, that's fantastic. She is a celebrity, she had a baby, and she really had the money and time to work on losing her weight. However, and honestly, this is going to sound mean, and this is going to sound shallow, and judgemental and all those other words you want to throw at me, but I don't care. I don't care how much weight she lost. She's still ugly, and most importantly, she still can't act. My sister may have been onto something when she said she'd rather have a pretty face than a hot body.

This is why I don't read celebrity crap. This is why I don't care about what goes on. But I was in line at Shoppers and I had my hands full, and it was taking FOREVER so I had nothing else to do but scan the covers. God help me.

Blog Name

2009-12-30T23:51:00.002-04:00

So I've decided that I'm going to start a new blog.

I may try to still write on this one, but I'm going to aim to write on the other one weekly, if not daily. Before I start the new blog, I need to come up with a kick ass title for it. So I need help.

But first, here's the idea:

Every day I see people. And for a lot of these people, my first thought is "What the hell were they thinking when they got dressed today?"

My new blog, is going to be a fashion critique. I'll try to find ONE fashion no-no that I saw that day, and rant about it. Apparently, from the kids at work, my rants are hilarious and should be video taped and put on youtube.

Anyways, now opening the poll for clever name ideas.

Thanks!

Dance in the Dark*

2009-12-13T19:41:00.003-04:00

I'm fresh home from an evening of babysitting one of my favorite babies, and as I wait for mom to get home so we can decorate the tree, I thought I'd blog.

Since Jody has done it, and Tawny and Longbottom have as well, I figured I would. So, as from Jody's blog, I'll do a meme.

"The purpose is to list 10 things that make you happy and then pass it on to ten people in the blogging community. I've taken it upon myself to follow suit however I won't be tagging anyone; You all know who you are and one thing that would make me happy is knowing the little things that make you happy :)"

Like my sisters, I won't tag anyone, as there is no point. They've all done it already. So here goes, in no particular order:

1. Naps (particularily, with Daisy, or one of my sisters when they're around :)
2. Jack Johnson
3. Being in Mersey River, around the campfire or in the hot tub, with a beer in reach.
4. Driving stick.
5. Working at Nubody's, who wouldn't be happy with all that male attention?
6. ESM dates with Danielle
7. Shopping dates with Krystyna
8. Hot baths with a good book and a glass of wine
9. Rainy days.
10. Snow storms.

I know the last two kind of contradict one another, but I'm happy if either of those two occur, the harder the rain, the deeper the snow, the better. I could have made a list about how much I love my family, but I think it's a given that I do. And besides, it's suppose to be the little things that make me happy right? My love for my family is pretty huge!

Happy Holidays!

*I couldn't find the inspiration to give my blog a title, so instead I just titled it the name of the song I was currently listening to. From the new Lady Gaga album, Dance in the Dark.

At a crossroads.

2009-11-20T22:35:00.003-04:00

I have a decision to make. A decision that I do not want to make.

I wish I knew what to do.

Bah.

Why can't things ever be easy?

On a side note: work was insane tonight. No. Seriously. Imagine how crazy you think opening night of Twilight would be. Are you picturing it? Do you have it locked down in your mind? No, seriously. Think really hard. Do you have it? Got it?

Okay. Now.

That thought. That picture of what you imagined it to be. Mulitply that by 5. I say 5 because anything more would make me sound like I'm exaggerating, and I assure you I am not.

It was insane at the theatre tonight.

So insane I went and hid in the corner of Krystyna's box office for a bit. So insane that my previous belief on not watching or reading anything Twilight has been reaffirmed. Because me? I don't want to have anything to do with the crazy's I saw tonight. Not tonight, not tomorrow. Not ever. That is one group I do not want to be a part of.

Ever.

Swoon.

2009-10-21T01:34:00.003-03:00

I'm such a slacker. I realize this. But in my defense, I've been busy. I completed 2 courses over the summer. Had lots of family home. Then went out to Calgary, then worked every day for over 2 weeks when I got home.
My point? I've been busy. And at least usually when I do post, it's not a video link like some people.
*cough cough* Longbottom *cough cough*
Jody's trying to be really good with blogging. So I'm going to try and start soon too. Even if I have nothing to write about, I'll try. Even though I am not a writer, I'll try!

Tonight at work, these 2 guys and a girl came in. Reeked of weed. The came in for the 7:15pm showing of Trailer Park Boys 2. About an hour later there was a knock on my office door. It was a guy complaining about people in his movie who were smoking weed. That's right. SMOKING weed. I knew right away who he meant, so I grabbed my keys, grabbed Cameron and went in. Other than the guy who came to let me know and his friend, it was just the three in the very back who were in the theatre as well. So I walked in, and it was like getting slapped in the face the smell was so strong. As I went up the stairs, I could start to feel the smoke that was lingering in the air. So I went up to them and this is how the conversation went:

Me: You guys have to leave.
Stoner: Uh...what? Why?
Me: Do I really have to tell you why? You guys have to leave. (I wanted to say, are you really that dumb?)

So I walk to the end of the aisle to let them leave. Meanwhile Cameron is standing in the aisle in front of them and the guy who came out had gone back to his seat but was standing at attention watching the scene. On my way down the stairs I told him to check with me before he left and I'd have some passes for them.

After their movie they came up and thanked me for taking care of it. I explained that everyone told me I should have called the cops, but my first concern was getting them out of the theatre so the other guys didn't have to sit there in the theatre with them. I explained that I could smell it on them when they came in, but in that situation what am I suppose to say? He thanked me again for dealing with it, and said he'd been watching in case he needed to give me a hand if they caused any trouble. Because he was a cop and his friend was a firefighter. I swooned right there.

Sometimes, I really do love my job.

Yeah, I Know.

2009-07-30T22:19:00.003-03:00

So it's been a while since I've blogged, I know.

But I'm blogging now. It's only going to be a quick one though because I'm a) much to irritated to even try and be somewhat creative; and b) I'm only blogging because I'm terribly bored since my stupid computer has a virus, which I can't afford to get fixed, and I can't watch stuff on my computer and both TV's are currently occupied. Also, let's be frank. Blogging about nothing beats trying to figure out integrals.

So, as I was driving across the bridge tonight to spend 3 hours in my way-too-hot-every-night-I'm-on-the-verge-of-passing-out classroom, I wondered:

Those port-a-potties suspended off the edge of the bridge, literally on a platform, over the side of the bridge...from what I know about port-a-potties...does something seems a little curios here??

Some "food" for thought

2009-06-16T22:03:00.002-03:00

I stumbled across something the other day that I found VERY interesting. Anyone in my family, or any of my friends for that matter, who know anything about me will tell you that I love animals. I love all animals. Maybe saying I love all animals is stretching it (I certainly don't love leeches, june bugs, worms, etc), but what I can say is that I respect the place each animal holds in the food chain. For example, over the weekend I helped a family of ducks go from my yard, up the street, and across the street after I stopped traffic in both directions, so they could get to the lake.

Despite loving animals, I am not a vegetarian. And one animal that I enjoy eating is fish, particularily tuna. When I first learned that in the fishing of tuna, many dolphins are also caught and killed, I immediately became a huge supporter of what is called "Dolphin Safe Tuna", a symbol found on tuna cans that claim to have not been involved in the killing of ANY dolphins.

So on this website, I was given some insight. What does dolphin safe really mean? Well the website outlines 3 ways of catching tuna. The most practical of the 3 being to either throw something that floats into the water, wait for the dolphins to be attracted to it, and then throw a net down to catch them. Another way, is to follow dolphins and volia! You find tuna.

Using a floating device might catch and kill 25 dolphins after throwing down a net.

Following dolphins and throwing down a net can catch and kill about 4000 dolphins.

Using a floating device is what's known as Dolphin Safe Tuna.

However, I can see now the negative aspect to dolphin safe tuna.

Looking at a floating device vs. following dolphins you get the following numbers:

130 million small tuna vs 70,000
Over 500,000 mahi mahi (a dorado) vs 100
Over 12,000 other small fish vs 3
200 other large fish vs 3
Over a THOUSAND sea turtles vs 100.
Over 6,000 bill fish vs. 520.
Over 100,000 sharks vs NONE
Over 100,000 wahoos vs NONE
50 Trigger fish vs NONE
Over 2,000 Yellowtails vs NONE
And over 30,000 rainbow runners vs, you guessed it...NONE.

Here's an interesting thought. Dolphins aren't endangered. Many of the other species listed above are, or are at great risk of becoming, endangered. Seems like it's an effort to protect one species not at risk at the cost of many others who are. Intelligent? I don't think so.

Just some food for thought.

Lisa Meets the East Coast!

2009-05-11T14:20:00.011-03:00

Well, Lisa's gone home. She left this morning, we got up at 5:30 and left for the airport shortly after 6. A quiet has settled over the house, as always does after company leaves. It was so exciting and wonderful to finally meet this person who has become so so special to me over the past ten years. I think her time here was perfect, aside from some weather problems. But we managed to have fun, rain or shine.

We went to Mersey River with Dawn on Thursday, and although it was rainy and cold and the kayaks and canoes weren't set up yet, we managed to have a blast. With outfits provided by Frenchy's Bridgewatah, we were able to have a fun fashion show, something that is quickly becoming a MR tradition. Friday we left around 11 to take Lisa on a tour of the South Shore. She was able to see Lunenburg, Mahone Bay, Chester, Queensland, and then Peggy's Cove. The sun managed to come out for a little bit once we hit the Cove.

Saturday morning we took off to Halifax to search out a bridesmaid dress for me! How exciting! We ended up getting the first one I tried on. It's absolutely stunning. I'm really excited. It was down to two dresses, a floor length strapless and a tea-length halter. Both made us go "wow". They're both extremely flattering on me, but in the end, the halter was more practical. The strapless would be a wear-in-the-wedding-hang-back-in-the-closet-never-see-again dress. But the halter dress can be dressed up, or down. I could wear it out to a casual dinner, or to any other wedding that I may be invited to. We definitely made the right decision.

Saturday night we got all gussied up and went downtown! It wasn't a crazy night on the town like I had originally planned, but it was some good quality time. We went for Thai Food and then for dancing at The Pacifico. We would have liked to go to the Lower Deck, but we were far to dressy for that scene!

Sunday we took an easy day, saw a movie and went on the Keith's Brewery Tour. They've come out with a new White Ale, that may I say, is absolutely delicious! The Brewery Tour is always fun, no matter if you've been on it before. I think Lisa really liked it!

And now we're just waiting for September! I can't wait to party with her on her turf!

Lovely perch, lovely problem, lovely solution?

2009-05-02T13:36:00.008-03:00

It's been brought to my attention that it's time to blog. Well here's a quick one.

Spring has sprung in Nova Scotia, and with spring comes more hours of sunlight, and warm temperatures. I love having my windows open in the spring and all through the summer. The warmer seasons take a toll on my curtains. The first reason being the open windows. What does that have to do with anything? Well an open window equals a lovely perch for my lovely little kitty. What's not lovely is the white hair that becomes matted on my brown curtains. And secondly, the prolonged sunlight fades the side of the curtains facing the outdoors.As a quick, cheap solution, I picked up some white curtains. Mom enjoys them, thinks they brighten my room, I definitely like the breezy vibe they add, and John? He prefers the brown ones but he does like the white ones. So now I'm opening it up to you guys. What do you think of the transition? Yay or nay? Should I keep them or go back to brown?
Please note I'm in the process of cleaning my room so it's a little messy.

Accessories

2009-04-11T17:21:00.005-03:00

This afternoon, as I browsed the accessory stands at Le Chateau, I thought to myself. What is it about accessories, meaning jewelry, that is so fascinating to women? And not only women, but men too. Women love their earrings, necklaces, bracelets and rings. Men too, find enjoyment in a good watch, a nice chain, and some manly studs-no pun intended.

But women, some women wear the same earrings every day; some a different pair every day. Some women stick to yellow gold, others white gold or silver. Is jewelery an expression? An effort to impress?

I've always been one to enjoy a beautiful costume ring over a blinding diamond ring. Fun, colorful earrings over a pair of pearls or diamonds. I look at jewelery as an expression. When I see a fun pair of earrings in a store, I can picture exactly what I'll wear them with. I never think "I don't need these, I have too many".

Well let me tell you.

I have 60 pairs of earrings.

The sad thing is, I don't know how this happened. Between receiving pairs as gifts, buying some on sale (anything 2 for I'm a sucker for), or just buying some as souvenirs while on vacation, I've managed to start a pretty hefty collection. And that does not include my holiday earrings (ie: Christmas and Halloween).

I'm wondering, are earrings like my scarves? Do they just make me feel so damn pretty that I can't stop? But, as my brother pointed out to me today, my collection of earrings might add up to $200 give or take. Some people would spend that much or MORE on just one pair. I think I'm doing okay.

So I'm a bit extravagant. That's okay right? And I could always set up shop and SELL these earrings if I ever had to.

I'm still questioning the fascination with accessories, but I can't deny that I am a slave to them. As a girl, pretty things happen to catch my eyes. And what's better than something pretty AND practical? Watches, my friends, watches. You should always know what time it is, and something pretty? That makes finding out the time when you're wishing the night would go on forever more bearable.

You know, I don't know why I have 7 watches. The one of the far left I've had for a few years, the one second from the left was only $2.71 (a bargain!), the one second from the right was free, and the pink one was only about $7. The most expensive watch there was the orange one, and that one was only $20! People think that you have to buy expensive things to be fashionable, but I think I am proof that you can buy inexpensive things!

I'll stop now before people send someone to lock me up. I still lack the taste of Rebecca Bloomwood, so I'm still okay. And I'm done. No more earrings. I found that lime green scarf and have resisted all others since. I can resist watches and earrings. No problem!

Next you can look forward to a blog on...handbags!

Nothing Left To Do.

2009-04-08T13:44:00.004-03:00

Spring seems like it has sprung in Nova Scotia. Am I speaking too soon? Well snow has never been a concern to me, but I must say that I have enjoyed the past week of spring-like weather. My only concern is that when it's pouring rain outside, I want to be curled up watching some good movies or a good television show, or just relaxing and listening to some good "rain" music (my favorites being Adele, Jack Johnson, or Pink Martini). When it's sunny? That's when I feel like going outside for a run, a walk, or just sitting out on the deck with a good book (and a good book I have! Recently bought the new Penny Vincenzi book that I'm dying to break open). But I really can't do any of the above.

It's finals time.

Can you say gross? I'd like to say that I've been swallowed up for what seems like eternity by the beast of a building referred to as the library, but that's not the case. I've preferred to take a lazy approach to studying. You know, studying at the last minute. When it REALLY matters. I wrote my first exam today, and while it was open book, it didn't quite matter. 10 parts each + like 10 questions each = NOT ENOUGH TIME TO FINISH (bahah! Math, I'm clever!). But it's over now, and I'm sure I'll pass the course which is my only real concern. Tomorrow I write sociology and I'm sure I can manage to pass that exam too with the studying I'll do once I get home tonight. I didn't do the paper for that course though, and with an "All assignments must be completed to pass the course" warning on the syllabus, I am questioning my decision to NOT write the 10 page paper that was required for this course. Why didn't I write it? It's a 10 page paper for a first year soc course. I'm a fourth year math major, I don't have TIME to do that. Not to mention I needed at least 10 reliable (aka journal articles/text) sources. Maybe I'll pump out a paper over the weekend with basic website sources. Then, maybe it will be done wrong, but it will be done! Do I care? Not really. Next week I write my bio exam, and I will actually study for that because not getting an A (at the very least an A-) in that course would be quite embarrassing. So all I have to do is pull off an 88 on the final. Seems easy enough...

And then? Then I can sit down, enjoy my book that I just know is going to be wonderful. My book that calls out to me from it's perch on my desk every day. I can enjoy my week house sitting that starts two days after my last final. I can take Casey, the energetic golden retriever I'm taking care of, out for long walks in the sunshine. Or, if it's raining, I can sit, and listen to the rain. Why? Because there will be nothing left to do.

That is until summer school starts.

Red Eye Alright.

2009-03-27T15:47:00.003-03:00

I don't watch the news. I don't read the newspaper. I don't listen to the radio. I don't follow politics.

I get all my information from my mother. But I heard about this little piece of brilliant journalism at work.

And all I can say is...red eye? Yeah, all this video makes me see is red.

Should stay in bars, and only bars.

2009-03-21T13:12:00.001-03:00

It won't let me embed the video, but I had to send the link.
I love Nintendo, I really do. I especially love Super Mario Bros. But I don't understand why someone thought it would sound good to put Nintendo sound effects in a song. Take particular note when the time is about 2:29.

Other than that, I'd actually like this song. Unfortunately the sound effects make it impossible to listen to unless you're downtown.

Beyonce - Single Ladies

Warning: The video is equally as stupid. I'd say I'm disappointed, but it's only what I expect of Beyonce.

Oniomania: Shall I fill a prescription?

2009-03-05T13:38:00.010-04:00

As females, we're often being stereotyped as shopaholics. But how does one define a shopaholic? Is someone who frequently makes purchases at decent or discount prices a shopaholic? Or is one who makes outlandishly expensive purchases a shopaholic? Or could it be a mix of both?

Some definitions include, but aren't limited to:
A person who shops compulsively or very frequently.
A compulsive shopper; "shopaholics can never resist a bargain"

There was even a term invented for what is considered by some a disorder!
Oniomania: an uncontrollable desire to buy things.

Some people can't stop buying shoes. I've been a slave to that, but more so flip flops (I won't start on my flip flop collection!). For others it's dresses. Some people are known to accessorize. In Longbottom's case, she is a slave to underwear and bras (you can find her blog on that addiction here). For a lot of women out there, makeup is high on the priority list. I myself am known to spend ridiculous amounts of money at the makeup counter (okay, on accessories too!).

But what is it about material things that make us so crazy? Is it the way they makes us look? Is it the way they make us feel? Or maybe, is it just an appreciation for beautiful things? Or maybe, it's a desire to want to MATCH. I'm a very matchy-matchy person. But I can appreciate that you can match by matching shades of a color, and then matching completely different colors together.

For example, in Greece last year I was wearing a turquoise swimsuit with burnt orange earrings. Jods told me she'd never to think to put those colors together, but that they looked good together. See, subtle matching!

A big problem of mine is that I tend to find something I like and buy it in multiple colors. Whether that one thing is a cardigan, a t-shirt, a long sleeved shirt, a skirt. Or, on more occassions than I care to admit...pashminas.

There is a method to my madness though. Pashimas are very practical things to own! They can dress up a shirt, they can add a pop of color to a black wardrobe, they keep your neck warm. They can be used in all four seasons. You can use them as a shoulder wrap on cool summer evenings. You can wrap them around a suitcase handle. You could even use them as a sarong with your swimsuit! With so many uses for pashminas, why stop with just one?

I tell my friends all the time that I have a problem, and they agree with me most of the time. But at 2/$20 they're always telling me what a bargain they are for something I love so much. Or my favorite is "Yes, you do have a problem, but it would be nice to have a bright yellow one..." or "You do have a problem, but what stopped you [from buying them]...".

I'm not so sure that people know quite how serious this...addiction of mine is. So I decided to make a visual representation of it.

At 2/$20 I have 17 pashminas. Believe it or not, there are still colors out there that I don't have (and am looking for!).

First up, the pastels:

Pastels are great. They're perfect for summer. They look good with whites, darks, and patterns. My first pashminas were pastels. For my birthday last year, I received my first 4 pashminas, 2 from Krystyna and 2 from mom. Unfortunately they both had bought me one of the same color, so I returned it. The blue, purple, and pale orange were given to me as gifts. The pale pink (VERY similar to the pale orange) was recently given to me by Leah. The one that is drapped nearly across the others is one from my most recent pair. I walked into Suzy Sheir today and discovered I could get 2/$15 there!

Next up, the brights:

I've recently become fascinated with colors that pop. And what other way than to have a flash of bright color close to your face? The orange one was bought on Halloween, for that day specifically, but has become a favorite of mine. The zigzag one at the end was also bought today with the new one from above. Hanging against a shirt on a maniquien, it looked so good I couldn't resist!

Finally, some with jazz!

I bought these with Dawn back before Christmas. They're great for holidays or any occasion that you would like some sparkle! I keep talking myself out of a plain red one, because I HAVE a red one, even though it has red sparkly stripes down it!

The Whole Collection:

So yes, it's a problem for me. But imagine if I had the taste of Rebecca Bloomwood! Then I'd be in a lot more trouble. But I'm dealing with my problem. I'm recognizing it and I'm going to stop.

Once I find a lime green one ;)

Without Hesitation

2009-02-26T13:29:00.004-04:00

As we all become adults, and make our way through the adult world, we find it increasingly difficult to remember experiences from our childhood. We forget faces, names, places, and often experiences. My earliest memory is a teddy bear picnic in primary where I took my mother's teddy bear and nearly dropped him in a pond full of tadpoles.

It's the earliest memory I have, and the only one I have from primary.

I remember a lot about Grade 6. It was the year that my sister moved to BC. But before she did, she came skiing with me for my first time on my school trip. It was the year that I attended my first concert, experienced my first memorable hurricane.

It was the year my Nanny passed.

I remember certain things about our Nanny. I remember her nightgowns, her skirts, her laugh. I remember laying in her bed with her, just enjoying her company. But because I was only about 12, I don't remember everything, and it's harder 11 years later to remember at all. And I worried that as I got older, those memories would continue to slip away from me.

About 2 years ago, Mom was cleaning out her drawers and her closet. She found a broach that belonged to Nanny. I saw it and thought it was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. Mom told me I could have it, and I took it delicately and put it into a jewelry box. I think it was last year I put it on my winter coat. This winter, I have never received more compliments in my life than I do on that piece of glittering jewelery I wear so proudly. Compliments and admiration that come from friends, coworkers, teachers and fellow students. They come from store clerks, bus drivers, strangers who sit down next to me on the bus, people I pass in a store. With every compliment, thoughts of Nanny come flittering back to me, and I'm reminded of all those memories I fear will disappear. Because my response? Is always, without hesitation,

Thanks, it was my Nanny's.

I love snow days!

2009-02-19T13:13:00.004-04:00

Like Dawn and Jody (and because I have no originality whatsoever), I'm going to act like a celebrity too! These are questions James Lipton asks on Inside The Actor's Studio (even though I have no idea who he or what that show is!):

1)What's your favorite word?
Lately? Brilliant!

2)What is your least favorite word
Trump

3)What turns you on?
Hrmmm...

4)What turns you off?
People who spit, motorcycles, and musicians (except Jack Johnson).

5)What sound/noise do you love
Pouring rain or crashing waves

6)What sound/noise do you hate?
Alarm clock buzzers, I need to set mine on the radio

7)What is your favorite curse word
I don't have a favorite, but the one I use the most is probably bitch.

8)What profession would you like to attempt?
Coroner

9)What profession would you not like to attempt
Vet

10)If Heaven exists,what would you like God to say to you upon your arrival?
Stacy, I'd like you too meet Charles Darwin.

A step backwards into history, and support towards discrimination.

2009-02-09T21:47:00.004-04:00

This is just a quick blog as I'm just arriving home from school and am starving so I need to eat.

But upon my arrival home, I found mail from MSI on my desk. It's time to renew my health card. It's ironic that this came today, a mere week after a discussion in my sociology class last week.

I believe it was Cooley's Looking Glass Theory that we were talking about; where members of society tend to view themselves the way others do, much like a looking glass. One of my fellow class mates brought up the fact that homosexual males are not allowed to donate blood in Canada. I was quick to add to that fact, that they're not allowed to be organ donors either. Despite that all blood and organs are screened before being given to a recipient, donors are still asked if they are male, and if they've participated in anal sex with another male during the past 5 years. If they answer yes to both questions, they are not allowed to donate.

It was at the end of the class that the topic resurfaced and another classmate made a very valid point. She could be a straight woman, but one who makes a living as a prostitute. She could have had sex with 100's of men, men who she doesn't know the sexual past of. But someone else, a gay man, may have had sex with only 2 partners, maybe even one. Men who he DOES know the sexual past of. Yet she's allowed to give blood and he's not.

It makes me really think about the ethics that this country sometimes has. I'm not inviting a big ethical debate here either, I'm just voicing my opinion. It makes me wonder that if it's not worth the "risk" maybe they're not screening it as well as they should be. I sit and wonder, maybe one day I'll need a kidney transplant. Maybe I'll know someone who's a perfect match for me. If that person's a gay man, does that mean I'll have to wait for another match? What if I didn't have the time to wait? And not to mention, shouldn't the screening process be thorough enough to detect any potential viruses? Don't you take a risk anyways when getting a transplant? Your body isn't necessarily going to accept a foreign organ.

And it's with these thoughts that I sit here with my health card renewal form in front of me, hesitating about renewing my organ donation, something I've felt so proud to have on my card before, but now feels like a black mark; a step backwards into history, and support towards discrimination.

Then again, homosexual males shouldn't be discriminated against, but people in need of a donor shouldn't suffer from another person's ignorance.

Happy Birthday, Jods!

2009-01-26T14:12:00.005-04:00

Today is my beautiful sister's Birthday!
Wish I was there with you sis, maybe another year!
Happy birthday to a person I ALWAYS have fun with.

xoxoxo

Not Ready For It To Be Over

2009-01-05T21:32:00.004-04:00

I can remember watching TV my whole life. From the cartoons I watched as a child, to TGIF and Saturday mornings filled with Saved By the Bell as a teenager, to more adult and recent shows such as Law and Order, Sex and the City, and of course, the ever popular reality shows like Survivor and The Amazing Race.

What is it about a television show that captures an audience with such strength? Some are poorly written, but enjoyable. Others are excellently written and enthralling. Some characters you fall in love with, some you detest. Others are mere, mindless characters that don't evoke any emotion out of an audience.

But then you get shows like Six Feet Under. A show that is so brilliant in the writing. Characters that you start out liking, you end up hating; characters you start out hating, you end up liking. Characters that are so real, so vibrant, that you're left feeling like you know them. Characters that can cause such a reaction that you can experience the emotion that they're feeling. Characters that you have such high hopes for, so high so that when things start to go wrong for them, you get worried.

I'm so behind on this, I know. To a lot of people Six Feet Under is years old. But to me it's new and it's fresh. I sit here, with only one episode of the entire series left to watch and I really desperately need to know what happens; yet I'm hesitant. I'm scared to turn it on, to start the last leg of this emotional journey. I've created all these ideas of all these characters, how I want the show to end for them, how I want their television life to finish. I'm scared that when I watch this one last episode, it won't end how I want. And like a good book, it will be over. And so will any chance of them finding the happiness that I've created for them in my mind. I trust the writers that I won't be disappointed. I trust everyone I know who's watched that the last episode when they tell me that it's the most amazing ending to a show they've ever seen.

I'm just not ready for it to be over.

Break out the Christmas Music! The Movies! The Cookies!

2008-12-09T23:32:00.003-04:00

Well, it's that time of year. The time when the temperature drops, the snowflakes fall, the coffee shops bring out their festive specials, and the people at grocery stores with more purchases let you go before them in line at the checkout.

Christmastime is here.

My favorite part of Christmas has to be the movies, but who would not be able to figure that out? Every year there are specific movies that have to be watched. I don't always get to watch them all, but I always think about them and how magical they are.

Instead of just listing off my Top 10 Christmas Movie list, I've decided to do something fun.

I'm going to post a list of my top 10 by quotes from each movie and give you all about a week to guess which ones are which. Fun eh? Good Luck!

Stacy's Top 10 Christmas Movie List (in order of most favorite) :

1."I took a shower washing every body part with actual soap; including all my major crevices; including in between my toes and in my belly button which I never did before but sort of enjoyed. I washed my hair with adult formula shampoo and used cream rinse for that just-washed shine. I can't seem to find my toothbrush, so I'll pick one up when I go out today. Other than that, I'm in good shape. "

2. "You stink. You smell like beef and cheese! You don't smell like Santa. "

3. "Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, kiss my ass. Kiss his ass. Kiss your ass. Happy Hanukkah."

4. "Ma'am, my feet are hardly touching the ground. I'm barely able to look over the counter. How can I make a reservation for a hotel room? Think about it. A kid coming into a hotel, making a reservation? I don't think so."

5. "Hiya kids. Here is an important message from your Uncle Bill. Don't buy drugs. Become a pop star, and they give you them for free."

6. "Look, Daddy. Teacher says, every time a bell rings an angel gets his wings."

7. "Iris, in the movies we have leading ladies and we have the best friend. You, I can tell, are a leading lady, but for some reason you are behaving like the best friend."

8. "No! No! I want an Official Red Ryder Carbine-Action Two-Hundred-Shot Range Model Air Rifle!"

9. "Resolution number one: obviously, will lose twenty pounds. Number two: will find nice sensible boyfriend and not continue to form romantic attachments to alcoholics, workaholics, peeping-toms, megalomaniacs, emotional fuckwits or perverts."

10. "Yippee-ki-yay, motherfucker."

This is hilarious.

2008-11-28T00:31:00.003-04:00

Her image is priceless.
Sometimes, the look of sheer terror, can only be captured by a lens. For the story behind this shot, see Tawny's blog from October 31st!

The amusement I received creating this is insane!

The Cutest Thing

2008-11-26T21:11:00.002-04:00

I know, a post that probably know one will notice because I never blog (as Tawny so tactfully pointed out last week). Can I help it that I'm a mad mathematician (or at least pretending to be)?
However, I am taking a break from proofs and mathematical concepts to bring you a video. Everyone who knows me knows my love of animals, so that this pulls at my heartstrings should come as no surprise. It just makes me happy amidst all of my insane school work. Enjoy!

The Daily Coyote - Charlie & Chloe Playing from daily coyote on Vimeo.

Hello from the UK!

2008-07-31T08:21:00.002-03:00

Well, I made it! I'm here at Jody's house and loving my holiday! Despite jet lag, sunstroke, and a horrible ear infection, I'm doing alright!

I've managed to eat my beloved Gregg's, go to the Harvest Moon, spend hours sunning myself on the hammock, go to the beach twice, see Beryl, Wendy, and Linda, buy 3 pairs of shoes, a bathing suit, a dress, and two pairs of shorts, have a picnic with Jod's lovely friends from work and their great kids, and book an appointment for my tattoo!

Yesterday we walked into Skin Fantasy, the place where I am getting my tattoo! We walked in and said we'd like to make an appointment. The guy regrettably told us that the earliest he had was 5 WEEKS!! Jody was surprised and mentioned that she only had to book 2 weeks in advance. I told Jody that I wouldn't be here in 5 weeks and the guy pulled out his appointment book to see if he could fit me in. He offered that night, but we told him as we were leaving for Greece on Tuesday, that wouldn't do. Jody said anything after the 12th would be fine, so he managed to squeeze me in for the 13th at 6pm! Considering that they close at 5 on Wednesday's, it goes to show what a great place it is (that and the fact that they have a 5 week long waiting list!).

The funniest part was when he asked me what I wanted.

"A shark." I said.

His response?

"A shaaawk? I'd have thought flowers or something girly!" he exclaimed as he looked me over, standing there in my Dancing Queen Mamma Mia movie shirt, my bright green shorts and flip flops.

Jody and I laughed. Turns out they don't have any sharks there, as not many people want one. So I have to bring in a photo which I planned on doing anyways. It's very exciting.

I believe that's it for now. Look forward to more posting, especially as our trip to Greece is coming closer and closer, and even more near is Brian's arrival!

What's this?!

2008-07-18T17:53:00.001-03:00

A post!

And so soon! I know, but it's just going to be quick as I have to get ready to go and see Mamma Mia!!

I posted a video on Facebook that I think you should ALL see and I am sure that you won't all realize it is there, so I wanted to let you know via blog :)

Just click here for absolute adorableness :)

Enjoy!

Bringing new meaning to the term "Shop 'Till You Drop"

2008-07-15T15:13:00.007-03:00

I haven't blogged in a long time, and as Longbottom just recently pointed out, she's been reading but I've not been writing.

Summer has been busy. I spent the first two months not only working at the theatre and the gym, but also continued as a Stats TA for the summer sessions. I didn't mind as it helped the bank account AND pass the time.

I've been spending a lot of time with friends, just relaxing and enjoying having time to myself. I expect a heavy course load in September so I'm taking the time to have fun while it's there. Last week I made 3 trips up to the lake. I love that place and I am terrified that one day all that land will be sold and houses built. I don't want to think about that though, and in the meantime I'm just going to enjoy it.

Sunday Leah and I went out to Crystal Crescent beach and spent the day getting knocked down by the waves and climbing over the rocks. The highlight was definitely the first time we were wading into the water and I was about waist deep. Along came a wave that was over my head and as it crashed over me I felt my hair lift up and go straight up with the wave and land over my face like Cousin It. I thought Leah might die from laughter, as I can only imagine what it looked like! The last time we braved the water was at the end of our day and I hadn't planned on getting my freshly dried beach hair wet so I left my sunglasses on. Out in the water again, Leah and I were getting used to the temperature when along came ANOTHER huge wave, this one knocking us BOTH down and under the water. What a sight we must have been!! In the excitement I was concerned about my ears that didn't have earplugs in, and my contacts. So concerned that when I emerged in the frothy aftermath of the killer wave, I did so without my sunglasses. I'm a genius. No loss though, as I had claimed them from the lost and found last summer at work. I bought a replacement pair yesterday from Reitman's that I actually like better! We went home and out to the Old Triangle after that for a much needed pint of cider and some good pub food! I think it has become our new favorite place and will be making many more trips back there!

Other than making the most of my summer home, I have been spending a lot of time shopping in preparation for my upcoming trip! It's so surreal that in 9 sleeps I will be boarding an airplane en route to England! I'm terribly excited about my task to not only clear customs but also change terminals in an hour and fifteen minutes! I know I can do it, however delays on either side of the pond may make it more difficult. I figure I'll just run it and if anyone asks, I'm training for The Amazing Race :). There are so many things Jody and I have planned. The first weekend we're participating in a charity event where we're strapped into a clear ball together and then rolled down a 200ft slide. Sounds terrifying but at the same time wonderfully exciting. I can't wait. The following weekend Brian will be joining us on his way to Russia, and will stay until GREECE! To say I am excited for Greece is quite possibly an understatement. I've never been anywhere tropical before, let alone Mediterranean! We're reading a book in our book club at work that takes place in Corfu, the island right above Kefalonia where we'll be staying. As I sit there and read the descriptions of the bright blue ocean, I feel the excitement bubbling inside me, threatening to boil over! The next 9 sleeps are going to feel like an eternity, but luckily I've planned a few busy days!

I have a bit more shopping to do. I have a killer bathing suit that I love, a few dresses that will be perfect for warm nights, some skirts, and of course, loads of tank tops. I laid everything out on my bed last night (minus one shirt and my bathing suit) and well, look for yourself:

The best part is, I bought EVERYTHING except the bathing suit on sale! Oh, and a white halter dress that I just had to have. I'm not picking up anymore clothes, but there are a few essentials that I require, such as a suitcase, a duffel bag, hair mousse, and some underwear.

I'm working all day tomorrow, and Thursday afternoon. Longbottom and I are heading out Thursday night, possibly for a movie so that will pass some time. Friday night Longbottom, Danielle, possibly Brian, and I are going to see Mamma Mia! I'm very excited about that and after talking to Jods on the phone, she told me my excitement for Greece will just increase after watching a movie filmed there! Friday night I'll be having a party at work. None of us want to wait to see The Dark Knight (wait until it's not that busy) and none of us enjoy the thought of a packed theatre so I decided to organize a staff party with pizza and ice cream cake (a cake decorated in theme of the movie of course!). I work Saturday night and Sunday afternoon, Monday will be to do some last minute picking up, and then work Tuesday night and Wednesday afternoon. I'm hoping to find something to do Wednesday night so that I'm sufficiently tired on Thursday. Thursday afternoon will probably be our book club meeting before I go away. Then Thursday night I'm off! It'll be a packed week, but then 4 weeks to enjoy myself.

I.Can't.Wait.

Into the summer

2008-06-21T00:40:00.003-03:00

It's been a long time since I blogged and I must admit, I'm ashamed. I really have no excuse. I have decided to make it one of my goals of the summer to clean up my blog, maybe work on a new look for it, who knows! It all depends on how computer savvy I feel like getting.
In the past few months I've finished what would be considered my 3rd credit year at school. One more year left to go and I'm home free, thank God. As I registered for those few remaining credits, the feeling of joy as I checked the "Yes, I plan to graduate in May 2009" box was fantastic; even though I have no intention of attending said graduation. It was a tough year, it thickened my skin for the last 8 months of this hellish degree. I'd like to say it will be worth it, but in reality a math degree doesn't really take you far unless you're planning for a Master's or the Education program. I'm working with a prof to find something for me to do, however :)
What have I been doing since school let out 2 months ago? Working like a dog. The only thing that's on my mind these days is my upcoming trip across the pond. I took on a summer job at the university as a Stats Lab TA and am still at the theatre AND daycare. Any spare time that I have is spent, surprise, in the city with my boys and/or Leah. I've also been spending a lot of time with my newly acquired friend Danielle which has been a breathe of fresh air.
To say I am excited about going away is an understatement. I've been tanning since the first week of May and shopping like it's going out of style. All with the thoughts "This will be perfect for Greece!" I think I'll have more outfits for Greece than I will opportunity to wear them! Next thing I need to buy though is a bathing suit. I'm willing to drop a fair amount of money on one (or two :)) as it will be what I will wear the majority of the time.
Speaking of bathing suits, I believe I am off to bed now. Just a short post, but I worked day 4 of 9 in a row at the theatre today so I'm exhausted. Leah and I are off to Horseshoe tomorrow. It's the first day of summer so I believe a swim is well in order.

It's been a while

2008-03-28T18:54:00.005-03:00

I'm aware that I haven't wrote on this in a very long time, even more aware of the fact that people may not even check it anymore. However, the house is relatively empty after 2 and a half weeks. As the dust settles I find myself watching the snow fall outside and an urge to not do homework. So here I am, writing a meme, taken from my sister.

1. What was the last blog you left a comment on? Hrmm, that would have been Tawny's I believe.

2. Favorite black and white movie? I would have to go with...It's a Wonderful Life. Or The Wizard of Oz. That's half black and white, right?

3. What’s in your freezer right now? If I didn't live at home, this would be easier to answer. Basically, I'll be simple and say food, ice, and the all time important Utterly Divine ice cream.

4. How many pillows do you have on your bed? Right now? 8 regular pillows and 5 throw cushions. It's heaven.

5. Do you regularly share your bed with anyone? Not on a regular basis, but last night was the first after 2 and a half weeks that I didn't share it with Jods.

6. Do you sleep in Pajamas, undies, nude, or other? It depends. In the summer if it's unbearably hot I may do the nude thing. Otherwise I switch it up between Pajamas, Lounge pants, or a tank top and undies.

7. If you won $50,000, what would you do with it? Pay off student loans and credit cards. Take an Alaskan Cruise. Donate some to SSCS.

8. Something nice you did for someone today? Hrmm...I was really nice to the woman at the dentist. I didn't really do anything nice for anyone though.

9. Something bad you did to someone today? I snapped at Mom.

10. Hardest class you took in school? Hrmm...Hardest EVER? That would be Calculus or Linear Algebra.

11. Ever been in a car accident? Nope.

12. What is one food you won’t eat? Meatloaf.

13. Why? Don't like the idea of it.

14. Would you ever eat dog meat? Definitely not.

15. What is something as a child you wanted to grow up to become, but didn’t? A Dolphin Trainer.

16. Name one place in the US you haven’t seen but want to? Alaska.

17. Name one place outside the US? One place? Greece. Going in August :)

18. Favorite smells? Ohhh, cilantro. Good one Tawn. And vanilla, apple cinnamon, freshly mowed grass...

19. If you could pick any game show to compete on, which would it be? I'm a big nerd, I love Wheel of Fortune and Family Feud. The classics. Is the Amazing Race a game show?

20. Where did you go on your last real vacation and who did you go with? London and Paris (Jody, Andy, Tawny, Taylor, Longbottom), Northern England and Wales (Longbottom, Jody, Andy).

21. Your best birthday was for which age? I loved my 17th birthday because I spent it in Toronto, my 20th because I spent it in Scotland, and my 21st because I spent it in England.

If I could meet a boy like this...

2007-12-02T00:37:00.001-04:00

I'd DEFINITELY get married!!

It had to be posted.

2007-10-27T19:17:00.000-03:00

Dan just sent me the link to this video which made me cry I was laughing so hard.

Here Jods, a blog for you.

2007-09-05T16:02:00.000-03:00

Jody keeps whinning about how no one blogs anymore, so I have a few moments to shine a little light on my life.

Ryan and Brian came home in the beginning of August which was lots of fun. I was taking care of Teddy so they spent many evenings with me, us cooking up feasts and drinking wine. It was so much fun.

They've recently moved into a new apartment so I spent my last few days of summer hanging out there with them and Kat. It's right on Spring Garden road. We have lots of fun spying on people on the street below. Late Sunday night I even "Ow Ow'd" to a couple I caught making out in a doorway. It was hilarious! They stopped immediately and looked around, then exchanged phone numbers!

Yesterday I spent the day with Dawn. We had a yummy lunch at a chinese food place I'd never been before; the food was fantastic. Then we caught a couple of movies, The Bourne Ultimatium and War, the latter of which I prefer to forget I've ever seen.

Today was my first day of classes. I had the same professor for both of my classes today and he's just as wonderful as I heard. I'm terrified about taking so many math courses at once, but I'm sure that my head is in the right place, and with that will come success.

I had a meeting today with the lab instructor for Stats. I will be working as a Teacher Assistant in one of the labs, every Wednesday, from 1230-145. It's a paid position and I even get paid for the marking that I do. It's based on 4 hours pay so even if it only takes me 2 hours to mark all the labs I still get the 4 hours pay. It's super exciting.

So I'm taking a full course load and with the theatre and the daycare, technically working 3 jobs. I say I'm crazy. I'm worried that I'll be terribly overwhelmed. But I'll be busy and I think that's what I need to do well this year.

Wish me luck!!!!

So my last post was a tad depressing.

2007-07-25T00:27:00.000-03:00

BUT BRIAN AND RYAN ARE GOING TO BE HOME IN 13 SLEEPS!!!!

AND! Kat and I are going to go to the BEACH on Friday!
And her sister is out of her apartment come Sunday, so lots of dancy-dancy, drinky-drinky!
AND! I house/Teddy sit in 12 SLEEPS!

I'm terribly excited about the beach and I'm crawling in excitement about my two favorite men returning to the country! Maybe it will be a good summer afterall!

Jody and Dawn wanted me to blog so...

2007-07-23T22:19:00.000-03:00

I'm ready for summer to be over.

The End.

(PS: Everything with Krystyna is resolved, has been since the day before the casino night, but I still didn't go out).

Workplace Hazard.

2007-06-23T01:06:00.000-03:00

I wasn't sure if I was going to blog about this, but my feelings on it have changed so I've decided I will.

When I first started working at the theatre supervisors did not have to wear hats behind the bar. That was one of the things I was most excited for when I was promoted 9 months into my job. However, about 2 years ago they changed that rule. I was so upset about it because lets face it--I look horrible in a ball cap. Needless to say, I wore that damn hat every shift, and only took it off when I was cleaning at the end of the night. To this day, if I work a supervisor shift I still wear the hat (and they've changed it from navy blue to canary yellow!).

Sunday I was the opening manager and Krystyna was the supervisor for the day. Over the past few weeks she's been seeing how long she can go without wearing her hat. But she's always put it on when I asked her. Well on Sunday she didn't seem to want to wear it. I had asked her at LEAST 3 times to put on her hat and finally at 3:30 I looked over to find her still hatless. Not only was she disobeying the uniform requirements, she was disregarding my orders. As my friend has said, your boss is your boss. When they say go, you go. So I did what I would do if any other employee was failing to listen to me--I wrote her up.

She was livid with me and a few hours later I got a slew of txt messages from her, via a coworkers phone, cursing me out about how I knew our manager was already angry with her. She also brought up a situation from almost 4 months ago. I wrote her back asking what she meant, when she clarified what she was talking about I told her that situation had nothing to do with work. She claimed that back then things weren't good between my manager and I, and I had taken off one week. I told her that I had asked for fewer shifts because I was house sitting, which I would have done regardless because with a class until 4:20 it was too hard to get home and feed the dog, let him out, and make it to Sackville for 5:30. I told her that situation was totally unrelated and that she was just pissed off and being petty. She told me that petty was writing up your "best friend" for not wearing a hat and that it was clear who mattered more to me (implying I was sucking up to our manager). I told her that I wasn't going to have this conversation over a coworkers phone and we left it at that.

At first I was a little angry that she was so mad because I was her manager that day and she was disobeying me. I had every right to write her up. And where I can understand why she'd be mad, she chose to not wear her hat. I figured she'd just get over it. I wasn't changing how I felt about the situation. To me it seemed like she thought because we were friends she could just get away with stuff. I didn't want her taking advantage of our friendship in the work environment. My actions had nothing to do with our manager, it was about an employee showing me disrespect.

Now, Krystyna is so hard headed and so stubborn to believe she is right that there is no trying to talk to her about this. Really, when she thinks she is right, that's it. There's nothing anyone else can say to change her mind and if you fight with her about it, she just gets angry and shuts you out. So tonight, when I was in concessions doing lifts she was standing beside me refilling her bar display and I casually asked her "Are you still pissed off at me?" She didn't answer me, so I said "Well I guess I'll take that as a yes then, okay!" And went about my business.

Now, I'm just feeling angry and upset. There is this big night planned with a bunch of the staff on Wednesday. We're all meeting for dinner at The Lower Deck, going to the casino, and then hitting up the Dome. I had planned since the day this was planned to go. I don't do a lot with the gang outside of work because the majority of the time it's playing grounders on a school playground until 4am which just doesn't interest me. This event, however, I was really excited for. But, now I'm pretty sure that I'm not going because of all the people who I'd really want to go? Yeah. That's Krystyna. And since she's not talking to me, being both out but having her ignore me would be worse than my being there and her not.

I'm really upset that she's so angry with me, and won't even talk to me about it. Like I said I can understand why she's upset with me, but that doesn't mean I regret doing my JOB. She's not even hesitating about Wednesday night either, which is equally upsetting. I overheard her talking about it to a few of the staff tonight, like it didn't phase her at all. Maybe she thinks I'm a horrible friend for writing her up, but she's not exactly going to get the friend of the year award by acting so coldly to me, when in all honesty, I didn't do anything wrong.

This is what happens when I'm forced to blog.

2007-06-21T00:48:00.000-03:00

So because people keep whinning about how I don't blog enough, I'm going to start blogging about pointless stuff.

Okay, so maybe what I'm about to tell you excited me just a little bit.

I was at work about 2 or 3 weeks ago when my manager came over to where I was ripping tickets. He told me that Classified was there at the theatre. Now, my manager knows me well enough to know that I listen to Classified ALL THE TIME. For those of you who don't know who he is, he's a rapper who was born and raised in Enfield. So when my manager told me that he was there, I very excitedly asked where. Classic Stacy, listens to someone and doesn't even know what they look like. As my manager pointed this guy out, I saw a few people getting their picture taken with him. Shakingly I bumped the usher off the podium and told him I'd rip tickets for awhile. Sure enough Classified (I don't know his real name) came over and handed me what he thought was his ticket. I looked at him and told him that actually, that was his receipt. As he stood there digging through his pockets I looked up at him in amazement (he's really tall!) which made me a geek because he's really NOT that well known. After he presented a handful of paper, I just told him to go on in, and directed him where to go. I played it totally cool, but then ran to tell all the other staff who was there.

It was the hilight of my week, and now making fun of me for it can be yours!

So it's been awhile.

2007-06-18T19:16:00.000-03:00

Yes, I realized that I have been MIA for almost 2 months. But in my defense, I didn't really have anything to write about. Nothing interesting really happened. But, here's a brief look at what did:

1. I finished yet another year of university. Somehow I managed not to fail anything. I ended up with a C+ in History, a B- in Psych, an A- in Information Technology, and an A+ in Finite Math. I'm registered for classes in September. I'm taking Discrete Mathematics, Introduction to Calculus, Linear Algebra, Computer Programming, Environmental Science, Plants for People.

2. I turned 22. It was an okay birthday. Kathryn, Brian, Krystyna, and Colin and I had dinner at East Side Marios downtown, then headed to the Old Triangle to have a drink in a snug. Brian bought me my first Irish Car Bomb (or whatever it is called). It was good. Brian had to go home early for work the next morning, and Kat had to get ready for the bars, so Krystyna and Colin and I headed to Pogue where we had free cover :). Then to the Dome where they had $2 drinks so I got totally drunk and ended up passed out on the lawn of the Spring Garden Library.

Not much else is going on. Work is good except for one recent incident between a friend and I. However, I feel that I was totally in the right and I'm not going to change my mind about it. Hopefully, it will all settle down eventually and she can get over it.

I finally found a decent bathing suit. So I'm looking forward to lots of hikes to the lake if I can ever find anyone to go with me. And trips to the beach if I can ever find anyone to go with me who has a car! I don't have high hopes for the summer, as most of my friends work Mon-Fri jobs and well, I work at a theatre. My work is primarily on the weekends! Dawn briefly mentioned a trip to Mersey River, and I hope she was serious because that would give me something to look forward too!

Other than that, nothing else is going on. This is my life, it's why I haven't blogged :P

I think the pictures speak for themselves...

2007-04-28T00:05:00.000-03:00

I'm indecisive. Can you decide for me?

2007-04-18T00:52:00.000-03:00

Okay.
So it goes like this.
I'm majoring in Math. Now I just need to figure out my minor. A minor consists of three credits.

What are my choices?
Well I have 2 credits of Biology and 1.5 credits of Psychology. So I can either take 1 more credit of Biology (2 courses) or 1.5 more credits of Psychology (3 courses).

For Biology I'm looking at the following courses:

Environmental Science - a course dealing with the human impact on nature and the environmental crisis. Topics include: overpopulation, environmental pollution, deforestation, the greenhouse effect, nuclear war, and the earth as a self-regulating system of checks and balances.

Plants for People - Plants are the mainstay of traditional and modern-day societies. This course will investigate the origins of economically valuable plants and will describe their structure, cultivation, preparation, and uses.

For Psychology I'm looking at the following courses:

Gender Differences - An investigation of the meaning of gender and sex, and the psychosocial differences and similarities among individuals based on those categories. These issues will be examined from various perspectives, which may include gender role socialization, biological, evolutionary, and cross-cultural theories.

Human Sexuality - The study of human sexuality from its historical psychological, and developmental perspectives. Topics will include: the psychobiology of the human sexual response. relationships and behavior, development of human sexuality, social construction of sexuality, and contemporary social and health issues.

Now, I've wanted to take Human Sexuality since I heard of it, especially because my favorite professor is teaching it. However, the idea of having to take an extra half credit makes the Biology minor more desirable. Yet, I had the professor who teaches Environmental Science before and I don't really like him (not to mention he has a strong, mexican accent!). So it's a tough call.

Here is my full year schedule with the Biology courses:

FALL
Monday/Wednesday
8:30-9:45 Intro to Calculus I/11:05-12:20 Linear Algebra I
Tuesday/Thursday
9:05-10:20 Discrete Mathematics/12:05-1:20 Environmental Science

WINTER
Monday
8:30-9:45 Intro to Calculus II/11:05-12:20 Linear Algebra II/7:05-9:35 Plants for People
Tuesday/Thursday
3:05-4:20 Intro to Computer Programming I
Wednesday
8:30-9:45 Intro to Calculus II/11:05-12:20 Linear Algebra II

Here is my full year schedule with the Psychology courses:

FALL
Monday
8:30-9:45 Intro to Calculus I/11:05-12:20 Linear Algebra I
Tuesday/Thursday
9:05-10:20 Discrete Mathematics
Wednesday
8:30-9:45 Intro to Calculus I/11:05-12:20 Linear Algebra I/7:05-9:35 Gender Differences

WINTER
Monday/Wednesday
8:30-9:45 Intro to Calculus II/11:05-12:20 Linear Algebra II
Tuesday/Thursday
1:30-2:45 Human Sexuality/3:05-4:20 Intro to Computer Programming I

So either way, I'm looking at a night where I have a 2.5 hour class. However, if I take the biology course that's 2.5 hours, my class the next day isn't until 1:30 as opposed to the psychology course having a class at 9:05 the next morning. Plus, there might not be a half credit of Psychology that I want to take in my last year, or that fits in with all my math courses!

What I have to take into consideration though, is how well I think I'm going to do in these courses because if I want to graduate by Spring 2009 I need to pass all of them. There is no room for error.

I have no idea what I'm going to do.
But, right NOW I'm going to bed.

Good night!

PS: This is assuming I pass the Psychology course I'm currently in. If I don't, there is no decision to be made, I'll have to minor in biology.

Hrmm...Tricky topic. Not for the weak of stomach (or heart).

2007-04-16T20:59:00.000-03:00

What am I talking about now?
Well, how about the seal hunt and the bullshit excuses our government tries to use to justify it.

I know, it's last years news but I'm fairly ignorant when it comes to what goes on in the news. However, my recent interest in sharks has led me to discover the disgusting topic that is that of the Annual Seal Hunt. Right here in Canada.

I'm trying to understand how it can be called the most "humane hunt" in the world, yet it's a crime to witness. Did you know that if you're caught watching a seal being killed you're charged a fine of $3,000. It's true. A person with Canadian heritage was banned from the Gulf of St. Lawrence and all of Newfoundland and it's surrounding coasts for trying to watch a seal hunt. Why is this? Maybe because it's not that humane after all? Maybe because if citizens saw how disgusting it truly was that they would want to ban it. Where's the problem in this? A ridiculous video on YouTube claims that there are 5.8 million seals in Newfoundland and that ONLY 400,000 seals are killed. It also claims that Newfoundland suffers from a 15% unemployment rate and that "the seal hunt contributes to 1/3 of the annual income of many fishermen". I'm sorry, but the last time I checked, an abundant population did not justify the eradication of a species. Back in the 1990's the cod fishery was threatened and wiped out for the same reasons: hunting to better the economy. What happened there? The cod population diminished and will never be recovered. What are these poor fishermen going to do when they wipe out the seal population? Start hunting other game? Maybe dogs would suffice, I don't know.

I watched yet another video that had captured footage of a seal hunt. I don't recommend it, it's tough to watch. But I fail to see how taking 5 swings with a spiked club before a seal stops trying to fight off it's attacker is humane.

Some other thoughts to consider*:

250,000 seal pups are thought to have died due to reduced ice surfaces caused by global warming this year alone.
the Canadian Minister of Fisheries and Oceans have said that the MOST seals that can be caught is 270,000. As if that's not a lot. Combine that with the the number of seals dying because of global warming. You do the math.
The majority of seals that are being killed are younger than 3 months old.

On that happy note, I'm off to study.

*facts taken from www.seashepherd.org

Daisy and Bunny are BFF

2007-04-14T12:57:00.000-03:00

Are you looking at me?

Who says I can't get in there?

It's okay. We can chat like this.

So, 3x-4y=...

2007-04-12T10:51:00.000-03:00

A Linear Equation Perhaps??
Yeah, I'm talking math. If you're wondering why, think about this:
I'm going to major in Math.
I think.

Me.
Major in Math.

You know, the subject with all the equations, symbols, and signs. The subject full of proofs and derivatives. The subject that I don't really care about, but somehow manage to do well in?
Yeah, that math.

What it comes down to is a process of elimination.

Subjects I can't major in and why:

Chemistry: I took first year Chemistry twice and failed the second part twice. I'm done like a thanksgiving turkey.
Biology: Well, you need first year Chemistry and Organic Chemistry. We've already covered that in #1.

I'm in the Science program, and because I suck at things like writing essays and analysing novels, poems, and the like, I can't switch to a BA. So, I could either do a BSc general studies (which makes my brain hurt just thinking about what credits I need, etc) or I can do a BSc with a major. The fastest way for me to graduate (because I could major in Psychology but I a) don't want to take research methods and b) that would take another 4 years probably) is to major in Math. I'll be graduating in Spring 2009 if all goes according to plan.

Don't go thinking "Oh she's so smart, she's majoring in math" just yet.

The only classes that I've taken are Precalculus, Stats, and Finite. Yes, I kicked butt in the last two, but I only got a B- in precal which is by far the most difficult of the three. And the classes I have to take are not going to be any easier.

I met with my Precalculus professor from first year today and she seems to think that taking 3 math courses at once (Intro to Calculus, Discrete, and Linear Algebra) won't be too heavy a work load. But she did stress that I have to have full comprehension of my precalculus because I need to understand Calculus. She said that Calculus is the most important course and that my understanding that is the key to majoring in Math.

Well then.

She gave me a left over course workbook (that students usually have to pay for, have I mentioned I love her?) from this year's precal class so that I can review and make sure it's all fresh in my mind. She said that although I did well in her class, it's important that I have a good grasp on the material as it's been a few years. I'm scared to death, and I'm worried that because I don't want to major in math, I'll fail. I really couldn't handle failing anything else, and really this is my last option. Well, sort of.

As I said, I'll graduate in 2 years if I don't screw anything up. That's exciting. But, with a major in math and a minor in psychology (or biology, haven't decided yet), what am I going to do? I'm going to have to take another degree to make that count for something. And although, yes, I would have a degree, I wouldn't have a JOB. That's why I've been thinking about the Canadian College of Massage and Hydrotherapy. In two years I can become a registered massage therapist and be out on my own making money. A real job. How exciting would that be?

Either way, I'll register for classes in the fall, and I might still drop by the CCMH campus to check it out and gain some more information. Right now, my brain hurts from trying to figure my life out.

With that said, I'm going to go make it hurt some more. I have a history final on Monday that I'm determined to do well in so I must go prepare for that.

Speaking for those who can't.

2007-03-23T15:49:00.000-03:00

I'm home from Kristin's. The week was much, much to short. I would say I enjoyed myself more this time than any other time. I wish I was still there. It's going to be hard to get used to being back home, as it always is after I enjoy my little bit of adult life. I'm sitting here unpacking, trying to clean up my room. I'm getting very discouraged as I have a lot of clutter that really, isn't a lot. It just seems like a lot because it's all stuffed in one area. It's be so nice to have my own place.

Anyways.

Today is Friday, March 23rd. Not only is it Daisy's birthday (she turned 5, yay!) but it's the release of Sharkwater across North America. Many of you have probably heard me talk about Sharkwater, and I do so with much gusto. About a year ago I was watching TV and I saw a little documentary about sharkfinning and it horrified me. When it came time to pick movies to see at the Atlantic Film Festival, I decided on Sharkwater. I wasn't sure about it as it was a documentary and I'm not usually partial to them. However, I'm glad I went. Not only did it open my eyes to the terrors of humans, I was also made aware of many other facts that I did not previously know about. Such as, did you know sharks were around before dinosaurs? That they're the only species who've never evolved, simply because they don't have to? Or that over 100 million sharks are slaughtered annually? How about that 200, 000 tons of shark are dumped back into the oceans every year after being butchered? It's disgusting and you won't understand the full effect of this horrible act until you see the movie, which I encourage you all to do. If you live in the area, I'll take you and it will be free.

Or at least visit the links I have posted on my sidebar :).

The Addiction

2007-03-20T20:49:00.000-03:00

Recently I made the somewhat wrong decision to join Facebook. An insane amount of staff at work had joined it and explained it's addiction to me, but I never fully understood the point of it, nor the appeal. Upon joining, my opinion did not change. Not only was I unimpressed, my opinion remained the same-facebook bore no point. However, soon after my quick opinion was changed. I often find myself at my computer late at night trying to complete an assignment, only to discover myself on facebook. What exactly do I do on facebook? Well, a number of things really. I write notes, scores of pointless notes aimed at satisfying the narcissist in me. I browse other people's profile's, read their walls, look at their pictures. I find people who I went to high school with and although I have no desire in ever speaking with them again, I like to know what's going on in their lives. In the past month Dawn, Tawny, and Jody all joined facebook. I say welcome to the addiction. Dawn knows full well what it's like, Tawny is beginning to experience, and Jody? Well she still can't understand. But I say give her time and only then will she get warped up into this mindless waste of time like everyone else. What else have I been doing? Well this past week I've been house sitting yet again for Jody's ex-boss while her and her family went on vacation down south. I've been enjoying myself enormously and have been able to experience many a wine. I've become quite attached to Wolf Blass, particularly the Merlot which makes me laugh after seeing Sideways last week. I even rewatched Sideways last night and drank wine with it. I think my earlier problem with red was that I didn't like the finish. However, the Wolf Bass Merlot was fairly fruity. Since I was able to handle that, I picked up Tawny's beloved Wolf Trap tonight, and while I find it much stronger and drier, it's certainly enjoyable :).

Some of the wines I've tried are:

Wolf Blass: Merlot
Wolf Blass: Shiraz
Wolf Blass: Cabernet Sauvignon
Wolf Blass: Reisling
The Wolftrap
Woodbridge by Robert Mondavi: Pinot Grigio

Wine is not the only new thing I'm trying. Saturday night in light of St. Paddy's day found me at the Keith's Brewery where I had the pleasure of trying the Red Ale. Then in the night I headed to the Granite Brewery, a little hole in the wall on Barrington Street I never knew existed. It was cool to go somewhere in Halifax on a Saturday night and not have to pay cover. After that we made our way over to Reflections, yet again another place I'd never been. I must say, despite my hesitation at going to a gay bar, I was pleasantly surprised. It was no where near as intimidating as I thought it may have been. Everyone was so laid back and casual, and it was nice to be in an atmosphere that didn't make you feel like you were standing in a meat market.

Anyways, that is all for now, I hope that you enjoyed my rambling and that you're satisfied with my blogging (I don't want to disappear on you after all).

Ciao!!!

Confirming My Insanity

2007-03-11T18:08:00.000-03:00

Wednesday afternoon Tawny flew in, and what a weekend we had. Wednesday night John, Tawny, and me headed down to the Bedford gym for a run. Afterwards we ran to Sobey's for some groceries and then to Blockbuster to rent a movie. Upon entering the video store, I happily called hello to a guy I know from school. The three of us went about the store picking out movies. There's a sweet deal on now that if you buy two previously viewed movies you get one free. Naturally, I couldn't decide on three so I left with six. When we got to the checkout I happily greeted the same guy. I proceeded to babble on about how I was buying SIX movies, three of which I haven't even seen. A few moments later I looked at my watch and said "Only one more hour until you're done work!" At this point, Tawny looked at me, leaned in close, and muttered, "Do you KNOW this person??" I looked at her and immediately exclaimed that yes, I did know this person. I wasn't some psycho that talks like this to people I don't even know! We didn't end up renting a movie, but I bought Transamerica, Sideways, The Matador (all of which I'd never seen), and The Illusionist, Step Up, The Last Kiss (all of which I had seen).

After a lot of laughing, we left Blockbuster and headed to Burger King so John could get a Whopper. Pulling into the parking lot John mentioned that it was Whopper Wednesday, you can get a Whopper for $1.29 or a Jr. Whopper for $0.99. Tawny and I were going to get a Jr. Whopper, and John was getting two Whoppers. But before I could pull up to the drive through, John frantically said wait, that first we had to get confirmation that it was Whopper Wednesday. So I pulled up to the speaker and went to order, but then I stopped and went to say "Yeah, I'd like confirmation that it's Whopper Wednesday", but before I could finish saying Whopper I just started laughing. And anyone who knows me will know that when I laugh really hard I sound like a crazy person. So Tawny and I are sitting in the front and we're both just roaring, and the poor Burger King guy is just like, "Whopper Wednesday? It sure is!" At this point I've been able to calm myself down but I totally forgot John's order. He told me what I wanted, but the drive through guy heard it. I went to order my food and could barely spit it out. It was by far the hardest I've laughed in a really long time. If you don't find this story remotely funny, you're either A) Dead inside or B) I suck at telling stories and you might have had to been there. Either way, the three of us found it pretty halarious.

And now it's Sunday evening. Time went ahead last night, I'm sick, and Tawny's gone back home. It was a fun weekend, lots of time just hanging out. We went to visit Tina and her kids yesterday. I must say that I immediately fell in love with Chili (short for Red Hot Chili Pepper), who is so sweet and docile. I'm probably going to take a bath, do some preparation for my quiz tomorrow, and then snuggle up in the living room for a night of television.

Where I've Been

2007-03-03T17:44:00.000-04:00

Apparently, I've been MIA for too long. Dawn commented on my last blog (end of January) wondering where I am.

Basically, I just don't have anything to blog about. I'm in school, and naturally not working as hard as I should be. But I'm enjoying it for the most part. I have my Psych research paper started, I got a 100% on my Math midterm, and I currently have an A+ in my computer course. History is killing me, but that was expected.

I'm super tired and I just don't have the drive to blog.

My life pretty much is school + work + slight outings with friends + minimal sleep + occassional trip to the gym.

That's it.

Oh, I start house sitting soon--I am super excited.

PS: Meet Lady, the newest edition:

Something I found interesting.

2007-01-27T18:23:00.000-04:00

Many, many months ago my lovely sister Tawny started a boobie marathon. She posted a picture of her breasts and dared everyone else to do the same. Jody and Dawn both participated in this charade and harassed me relentlessly to also post a picture of my breasts. Tawny even went as far as to crop my face out of a picture taken back in 2003 and post it on her blog. While they looked fine, they could have looked better. The picture I'm about to show you may surprise you, as I didn't even know my breasts looked like this. Anyways, I'm FINALLY posting a picture, so you can all stop whining about it (and yes, it was taken with the camera that Jody and Andy gave me, under the condition I'd post my picture). It's a silly picture, with a silly pose, but it gets the idea across.

There's a reason why I never believe in horoscopes.

2007-01-24T16:24:00.000-04:00

Monday while I was on my bus ride home I was flipping through an abandoned newspaper. There wasn't much it in that was of any interest to me, but for some reason I read my horoscope. I never read horoscopes as I'm not in the least bit astrological and I don't believe in them. They never come true--at least not for me.

Anyways, Monday's horoscope informed me that I would be surprised by a sudden rush of wealth, either in the next week or within the month.
Well. How ironic is it that yesterday morning I got a call from student loans who required more information to assess my loan and once I gave it to them said my loan would be assessed that day. You're wondering where the irony is right? Today I called. They aren't giving me any money. What? Yeah.

THEY. ARE. NOT. GIVING. ME. ANY. MONEY.

At first I freaked out. I wanted to cry, I wanted to scream. I wanted to curse the Student Loan Department to the the blackest depths of hell to anyone who'd listen to me. But I didn't want to get kicked off the bus (yes, I was on the bus, AGAIN). I sat on the bus thinking about what I was suppose to do now. I'd have to drop out of school. I'd lose all the money I spent on books because I can't return them now. To think, things were going so well. Bollocks.

However, I pulled up my socks and I've come up with these solutions:
I went to my bank and I have an appointment with them on Friday morning for a Student Line of Credit.
If that doesn't work, I have some money saved up, and I can charge the rest on my credit card.

They aren't ideal solutions, but hopefully they'll help me. I swear to god, I must want school bad to deal with the stress I've been through the past three years.

The End.

PS. This doesn't help my financial situation seeing as how I was trying to save for a trip to England in May, which I'm so desperately going to need after the next 4 months, but now am EXTREMELY unlikely to get. Bollocks.

PPS. I said Bollocks twice. You're not imagining it, and no...I do not know why.

I'm an insult to the stereotypical university student

2007-01-19T20:45:00.000-04:00

So I was sitting here tonight, fairly bored. I had updated my sidebar and was debating going to bed at 9:00 on a Friday night when I thought, well I could blog couldn't I? I'd be meaning to for quite some time, not that I have much to report. I was going to hang out with Krystyna tonight, but she went to work; and I had tentative plans with Kathryn but I guess she thought I was going to contact her earlier in the day and made plans to go to a party (to which she invited me, but it's a girl in her program - PR - throwing it and I wouldn't know anyone. Not to mention I have to work tomorrow). So here I am.

School is going surprisingly well. I got a 100% on my first math quiz, which isn't really saying much because it was on material we did in high school. Nonetheless, aside from the professor being totally out to lunch, I think it will be alright.

The information technology course is ridiculous. Honestly, I'm expecting an A+ in that course. If I get anything less than an A I don't deserve to own a computer. I'm sure it will get harder but the first lab we had due involved: minimizing/maximizing a window, switching programs, pointing to an icon on the desktop, creating a shortcut on the desktop, searching for things using a search engine, etc. It feels so good to drop $500 just to reinforce things I already know, haha. I'm so kidding.

My history and psychology course are both completely facsinating. I find myself sitting there totally wrapped up in what the professors are saying that I'll look at my notepad and see I haven't written anything for quite some time (which is fine because everything we discuss is psychology is from the text book). I have to write a paper in psych about a behaviour that I do that impacts my daily life. I've chosen my sleeping habits (you know, how I never go to bed before 12) and I've begun writing down a record of when I go to bed and wake up so I can include graphs and statistics in my paper.

I'm hoping for great marks this semester. I don't know if I'm setting myself up to be let down or if I'm giving myself that added incentive to work my ass off. Either way I won't know until the end of the semester (and I'm hoping I have something to celebrate to go away). Don't worry, I'll keep you guys updated :).

Back in the game...somewhat

2007-01-04T23:45:00.000-04:00

Yesterday morning as I sat on the bus I quickly became anxious about the days events. I was beginning a new semester after eight months of mindless activity and I was overwhelmed with a variety of emotions. The idea of returning to school excited me for I felt I was wasting my life away since I decided not to return. But then I began to wonder if it was the smartest move after all. Nothing has changed since I had been in classes last; I'm not any closer to figuring out what I want out of life or what I want to achieve.

However, overhearing a conversation between two girls at the back of the bus I remembered what I didn't want to be. There was a twenty something girl talking about her minimum wage job and her child, while cursing like a sailor. If nothing else, that is why I was on the bus on my way to school.

Once I got to school it was everything that I loved and hated at the same time. I loved the feeling of success and motivation as you sit in the class on the first day. There is an inescapable feeling that you can do this, that you are capable of getting a good grade, understanding the course, and impressing yourself. But as usual, as I looked around the classroom and saw people chatting with one another, I realized just how alone I am and how I've never had people I know in my classes.

I was not discouraged though. I went back today and even went as far as to spend my morning bus ride brainstorming career options; what interests me, what I could do with those interests, and which of those interests can be combined. So the next time I sit down with a career counselor, I might have something substantial to tell her.

Although I am scared to death of not knowing anyone (and yes, I realize I can meet people), I am mostly excited. Excited to test myself and learn about myself. To prove to myself that I do have it in me to succeed; to not let this be like any other semester where I start out feeling this way, but end up discouraged and angry. It doesn't matter if I don't have a career at the moment to work towards - if all else fails, I'll end up with a degree of some form.

Now, because I don't have school or work tomorrow, and for lack of anything better to do, I'm going to go watch a movie.

Happy Holidays

2006-12-31T18:51:00.000-04:00

Christmas
I didn't blog about Christmas, mainly because there wasn't much to write about. Things in the McDonald house were quiet and calm, with John and me as the only kids around. Christmas Eve the parents and I went to mass at the Motherhouse and then I got dropped off at a co-workers house. I stayed there until 1230 or so and came home. Christmas Day night John and I went to Night at the Museum. That was about it.

New Year's Eve (or not...)
For two months Krystyna and I had been planning a night out on the town. I turned down babysitting, fought to get the night off work, and even bought this new top:
However, yesterday Krystyna informed me that she didn't want to go out, that she wanted to go to a party hosted by one of the staff at work. For reasons I won't get into (or that may seem obvious), I didn't feel it responsible for me, being a manager, to attend. Kat's going in town but I'm not feeling the whole third wheel thing tonight. I'll probably just end up staying home or going to a friend's house to watch a movie. Either way, the night won't be what I'd hoped for.

"O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree"

2006-12-10T23:12:00.000-04:00

Tonight after watching the finale of The Amazing Race (which was AWESOME, btw), Mom and I decorated the Christmas Tree. It was a little strange because last year Jods was home with us and I'm adjusting to Mom and I decorating alone, but we enjoyed ourselves. I think we're both satisfied with the final product, and I know one member of the family who is thrilled to have the new edition to the living room...

Daisy couldn't even wait until it was decorated before she buried herself in the legs of the tree stand. Last year she refrained from climbing it, and we're hoping she behaves herself again. She is getting older after all.

To get Polar to sit in front of the tree for a picture, I had to bribe him with a candy cane. Yes, a candy cane. Aunt Marg has him on a hard candy kick, especially those of the pepermint flavor. Even still, I couldn't capture his attention long enough to get him to look at the camera.

Miss Daisy, always looking for a box to crawl into takes advantage of our decorating challenge, jumping into the first available box. Looks like I'm not the only one who enjoys Christmas :).

Tomorrow, it's my day to sell Empire Cards at MicMac Mall all day, something I'm half looking forward to. It will be a long day, open to close, and I'm coming down with a nasty cold. However I'm sure it will be good to get into the holiday spirit even more.

Crawling a Pub...or 5

2006-12-03T13:17:00.000-04:00

Friday night found me and numerous of my fellow coworkers from the theatre on a pubcrawl. The day started with my picking up Krystyna and stopping to get an earring for my piercing, however it's too big. Then we picked up Shari and ran some errands. You know, the bank, the grocery store, Wal-Mart (for pens to write on our shirts). On the way to my place we ordered a pizza. We spent the last part of the afternoon getting ready. After being a half hour late, we set out to pick up Mark.

Pogue Fado
We got here and I immediately ordered a cosmo. Not sure about what I wanted to drink, I knew I at least wanted one of those. I ordered a second after my decision to "sing for my supper". First Geoff got up on stage and sang Great Balls of Fire. Then Shari, Krystyna, and Scott sang Somebody to Love. After that, Shari, Krystyna, and I sang Complicated. My pick, of course.

Peddlers
We made our way down to peddlers, Krystyna and I talking in accents the entire way. Halfway there we discovered that K still had on the tie she put on at Pogue's to sing! Oh well! Peddlers was fun, with $1.50 draft and shots who wouldn't enjoy it? I amused people when in the last 5 minutes of the power hour I ordered two and had someone say to me, "Do you have TWO beers?" Yup guys, I did!
At Peddlers I saw someone who I thought was a guy who lived next door to us growing up. I had just seen him earlier in the week when he came into the theatre, and upon mentioning that I realized, nope! It wasn't the same person! But I new him nonetheless.

Lower Deck
This place was busy as usual. Especially for 930 on a Friday night. We got drinks and went upstairs. I was slightly disappointed when Krystyna ordered Potato Skins in a MARTINI glass and they came out on a plate. Not much else happened here.

Mercury
When we got here, we noticed the other pubcrawl that had been at Peddlers was also here. They greatly outnumbered us, but that's okay. I got Mark to try to teach me some more swing dancing, but it was obvious it just wasn't going to work. Apparently a few guys from the other pubcrawl were trying to get all the girls to dance and none of them would. One made the comment to K that "all you on this pubcrawl suck. The only one who's any good is HER, cause she's out there dancing!" And sure enough, the her was me! I was also talking to some guy from the other pubcrawl and he said, "You know what our pubcrawl needs? YOU!" It was halarious. Later, I had this conversation with the bartender:
Bartender: Come on, let's go.
Me: What? Where are we going?
Bartender: Outside.
Me: Outside? Why outside? Are you kicking me OUT?
Bartender: Yup, let's go.
Me: But why, what did I do?
Bartender: You fell.
Me: I fell? Really? Oh, but I have a coatcheck.
Bartender: Where's your tag?
Me: I dunno. Oh! My friend has it, on her necklace.
Bartender: Do you remember the number?
Me: Yup, 20.
The bartender hands me my coat.
Me: Oh look at this! It's my coat! That was the right number!

The Dome
Getting kicked out wasn't too bad. We were only at the Mercury for another 5 minutes anyways. Apparnetly K tugged on my arm and I stumbled. Anyways. Someone came with me and we headed to the Dome. There I ran into Nancy and Savanna! It was fun until K took off with some dude called Arthur and I couldn't find her. Especially when it was nearing close. We did find her in the end. Thank god. I was so angry at her!

The night finally ended after we spent like three hours in McDonalds, took a cab to Zu's house. Zu drove us to Mark's house, and Mark drove K and me to my house. 7am.

What a night.
Make sure you click my pictures link on my sidebar for pictures!

Tagged a la Dawn

2006-11-27T13:15:00.000-04:00

CHRISTMAS TAG

1. Egg Nog or Hot Chocolate? Egg Nog
2. Does Santa wrap presents or just sit them under the tree? They're always wrapped. Who doesn't have wrapped presents?
3. Colored lights on tree/house or white? White lights for the house, coloured for the tree. I think the tree should be white too.
4. Do you hang mistletoe? No.
5. When do you put your decorations up? Anywhere from the first weekend to the second weekend.
6. What is your favorite holiday dish (excluding dessert)? TURKEY
7. Favorite Holiday memory as a child: When John and I would sneak out to look at the presents under the tree, and then go downstairs. We'd pull the arm chair right up close to the TV and sit in it together and watch A Christmas Story. Then we'd open stockings in his room and fall asleep until it was time to open the rest.
8. When and how did you learn the truth about Santa? One year my friend Tara told me that there was no Santa Clause. I thought she was just stupid, but one day when colouring with Tawny I asked her if she believed in Santa. She assured me she did and I figured if she did, then he must be real. Then when I got older I started recognizing Mom's writing on the tags and I figured it out.
9. Do you open a gift on Christmas Eve? We used to. But now I like to wait.
10. How do you decorate your Christmas Tree? Dad does lights, Mom does beads, and then Mom and I do the rest.
11. Snow! Love it or Dread it? LOVE it. Can't WAIT for it. I'm dreaming of a white Christmas for sure!
12. Can you ice skate? Not well. Although I do better on a frozen lake then an arena.
13. Do you remember your favorite gift? Let me think...Nope.
14. What's the most important thing about the Holidays for you? Seeing people I don't normally see. And Christmas Mass :)
15. What is your favorite Holiday Dessert? Mexican Wedding Cakes. Why those are Christmas, I dunno. And I make them myself. I suck! lol.
16. What is your favorite holiday tradition? Getting up at 7am every year to open presents. It just HAS to be 7am. Because it has been for as long as I can remember. Plus if you wait longer, it's light out and that's not fun. Oh, and on Christmas Eve we leave the house lights on all night, so I get to sleep with them the whole night :)
17. What tops your tree? An angel. And every year when Dad puts it up, he tells me the story about where Santa told the Angel to stick the tree :)
18. Which do you prefer giving or Receiving? I'm no fool. I love receiving. I love giving when I am excited about the present because I know they'll love it. I hate buying presents with a PASSION though (see previous post).
19. What is your favorite Christmas Song? Aye, Aye, Aye, It's Christmas!!! I'm half kidding.
20. Candy Canes! Yuck or Yum? YUM!!!
21. Favorite Christmas movie? Home Alone, Home Alone 2: Lost in New York, It's a Wonderful Life, Elf.
22. What do you leave for Santa? We used to leave cookies and milk. And carrots for the reindeer. Now, nothing lol.

I feel it in my fingers.

2006-11-25T13:59:00.000-04:00

I love the anticipation of Christmas. The way so many stores and malls get decorated. I love seeing the expression of happiness wash over children's faces as they see Santa in a mall. I love baking and decorating cookies. I love decorating the tree, watching TV with my only lights being those on the tree and Daisy curled up beneath it. I love when Dad puts up the house lights and my frantic race to get in bed by 1130 every night, knowing they'll automatically shut off at 12. I love to fall asleep with the soft glow of the the lights filling my room. I love Christmas eve and watching movies like Elf, Home Alone, It's a Wonderful Life. I love Christmas morning and the excitment of opening presents. The quiet calm that settles over the house afterwards as everyone naps. I love mass at Christmas. Two words: EGG NOG.

But for everything I love, I hate...
Shopping. Specifically for people I have no idea what to buy. So if you have the slightest thought I might buy you something, do me a favor. Let me know what you'd like. Give me ideas.
Crowded malls. Especially when the kids are not so happy, and they're screaming bloody murder instead.
Oh, wait. Did I mention I hated Christmas shopping??

Frustration.

2006-11-20T16:59:00.000-04:00

I am becoming increasingly frustrated with so many things over the past few weeks. Home life, personal life, social life, work life. It just seems like it keeps on piling up.

I'm going crazy in this house. I do not receive any privacy at all. This morning, I was sleeping away when I heard someone come in my room. Dad came in at 9AM just to "be a second" on the computer. Then later, I got up and went to the bathroom. When I came out, he was in here again! Earlier today, he took a bill off my desk and looked at it. Then grilled me about getting a mastercard. I'm going to change the logon password for my account on the computer, and I bet he'll ask me about that. I hate having him in my room. I feel like I'm not getting any privacy whatsoever. I could get him a router, but that's going to cost me money. Not to mention it will cause unwanted tension between him and Mom because she would be on his case about it all the time.

Yesterday I had a staff meeting and two people came in to talk to us about Nubody's new partnership with Simply For Life. After listening to them I wanted to do it more than I have since I found out about it. I do afterall, have 40 pounds I would like to lose. The only thing that stopped me before was the price. However, because of the new partnership and my being a staff member at Nubody's I receive 50% off whatever program I should wish to use. That all sound sgreat but then I have to think about the groceries I'm going to have to buy myself and I just don't have the finances to support that. I hate how miserable I am with my weight and I hate this feeling like no matter what I do, I won't be able to ever be happy with it. I mean, I've been working pretty steadily at the gym the past 3 weeks or so, and I've put ON like 6 pounds. It's just so frustrating.

Either way, most of what's bothering me lately is a result of money. I realize that I'm in school and I'm not suppose to have lots of it, but what am I suppose to do? Stay miserable until I'm done, which may very well be another 4 or more years? I can't even begin to explain how much fun that sounds like.

On a non-costly note, yesterday Dawn and I had a movie marathon in Bayers Lake. We went to see Babel and A Good Year. I'm pretty sure we both enjoyed both (I know I at least did), the company was good, and the food was good. Dawn was a dear and bought me my movie treats :). Overall it was a low-cost night. I cannot wait to do it again with her (and it also got me out of the house!!).

And now, I thnik I'm done. I'm not long back from the gym and I should probably go clean up.

The Parade of Lights!!

2006-11-19T01:19:00.000-04:00

Tonight was the Chronical Herald Parade of Lights. Like always Empire Theatres and C100 got together to kick off their Toy Drive. Every year they collect unused, unwrapped donations for low-income families around metro who cannot afford presents for their children. Being a staff member at Empire allowed me to participate, and in honor of the new movie Happy Feet we designed our float around it (courtesy of Hatfield Farms) and some of us -including me!-dressed up in tuxedos to resemble penguins! The tuxedos were donated from Model Tuxedo, and I must say we looked sharp! I'm not sure if it was just the overall good feeling of what we were doing but it was a fantastic night. The looks on the childrens faces as they saw our float pass by were reward enough. I loved the "Hi Penguin!" calls that were shouted out to our person dressed as an actual penguin atop the float. My heart melted at a little girl who cried out "Happy Feet! I Looooove you!", and tears were brought to my eyes when I saw the children from the IWK bundled up in blankets in their wheelchairs, IV drips by their side. I was also moved to see the elderly from the hospitals and guest homes brought out to enjoy in the festivities as well.

I cannot wait for next year to arrive so that I can do it all over again!

This is all of us except one posing in our tuxedos. I told you we looked sharp!

The Sackville Crew posing outside our bus awaiting our float (and I got a cute Happy Feet shirt too!)

Andy and Me by our float.

Shari and me with decorations from our float on our faces :)

The Float!

The Penguins on our Float!

More Penguins!

This is how many toys we collected in one night! And it is just the beginning of the Toy Drive! Many thanks to those who helped out and to those who donated toys! For those who are interested in making a donation, you can drop one off at any Empire Theatres location until December 23rd!

Letting you know I'm all still alive.

2006-11-16T23:18:00.000-04:00

This is my third time writing this post. I can't seem to say what I want to with words.

Movie Review?
Last night I went to see Stranger Than Fiction with Shari and Krystyna. Although it looked halarious from the trailers, I found myself bored within the first 15 minutes and it didn't get any better. Maggie Gyllenhaal and Queen Latifah were terribly annoying (but I never can stand Maggie Gyllenhaal), Dustin Hoffman's eating habits were nauseating, and Will Ferrell was BORING. A few times I found myself snickering aloud in the theatre, but for the most part I spent the time shifting in my seat and awaiting the beginning of the credits. It did nothing to explain the concept of the movie, and the idea behind it was weak and unimaginative. It's been awhile since I've been very happy that I don't pay for movies. This was one of them.

Final Verdict?
Don't even rent it. Just avoid it all together.

So, I guess that's all. I'm alive, working lots. That's about it.

Goodbye Sunfire

2006-11-08T01:22:00.000-04:00

Yesterday Mom and I took Jody's car back to the dealership. Woah, what a rollercoaster of emotion that was. I was all set to turn over the car, I had accepted that it was going back. However, once in the office I was proposed the offer to buyout the car, it would be over 3 years for $240.00 a month. I didn't think anything of it, but when Mom seemed interested, I started getting excited. Mistake number one. Then I went on to learn that I could lease a brand new 2007 Pursuit for $270.00. That was only $30 more. I started thinking that this was the opportunity of a lifetime. Visions of the sunfire vanished and I started wondering what this Pursuit looked like. I was introduced to a salesman who had me sit in the Pursuit. Mistake number two. I immediately fell in love with the interior and the comfort of the car, I started envisioning being the envy of all of my friends. Through my mind ran $270.00. Only $30 more a month for a brand new car. I started thinking about what color I wanted it in. Another mistake. On the way home, Mom talked to me about how I should forget the new car and buy the sunfire. Once home I called Jody and discussed it with her and she too agreed that I shouldn't lease, that I should do the buyout. I decided yes, I was going to sacrifice my trip to see Jody and buy the car. That was the first thing that had me crying. After calling around and working out a budget, I realized I could not live on the approximate $85 I'd be left with every month paying for internet, my cell phone, a car payment, and insurance. That wasn't including bus passes, gas, and a little bit of spending money.

So I decided I wouldn't get the car. I cried some more. Whether it was the loss of the car, or the relief of knowing I could still afford to go to England, I'm not sure. Mom said she'd call to see if they could wait until Dad got home tonight to see what he could figure out about the insurance, but I haven't asked. I've dealt with losing the car.

Or so I thought.

Tonight I drove Mom's car to work again (I drove it last night as well). Going from a very nice, new car to a very old, not so nice car is difficult. After driving Jody's car for almost a year, here are the things I'm currently having trouble with:

Every time I start the car, I go to put the clutch down. There is no clutch.
Every time I stop, I reach to put it into first gear. I don't have to.
The car SQUEALS as soon as I start it.
There is no power breaking.
The wiper switch goes in the opposite direction.
The gas tank is on the other side (tonight I checked before I got to the gas station but still pulled up with the wrong side. I got back in and moved the car but it was STILL the wrong side. This resulted in me crying on the way home with frustration).

I realize that these are all little, insignificant problems that will disappear shortly. It's just making the transition hard. I realize how lucky I was to have been able to drive it at all. I also realize how lucky I am to have any car to drive. This is in no way a complaint about Mom's car. Just a statement at how much harder it's going to be to go back to driving that car than I thought it would be. I'm sure in a week's time I'll be back to normal with my driving. For now it's just really, really frustrating.

In other news...
I'm not sure what's wrong with me, or if there is anything wrong with me at all. However yesterday, I discovered slight bleeding in one of my ears. This morning I woke up with the worst headache I have ever experienced in my life, and I still have it now over 12 hours later. Earlier it was so bad that it nearly made me sick to my stomach. Maybe I'm just getting a cold, but the ear thing has me a tiny bit disturbed. I'm probably just paranoid and the two might be totally unrelated. The headache is most likely due to my lack of sleep. I'm so tired and I have two very long days ahead of me.

With that said, I should probably go to bed. Which is where I'm heading now.

Oh, sidenote:
I was talking to a girl tonight at work about how I was debating dying my hair. I've always been told that I have a really nice natural color. That I have the deep, shiny, rich brown that many people try to achieve via hair coloring. Well when I mentioned to this coworker tonight that I finally have my hair all my natural color, she told me she thought I dyed it because it's such a nice color. It's good to know that I'm not a boring brunette :)

It's time for a change

2006-10-29T23:20:00.000-04:00

I used to be the type who hated change. I'd constantly find myself surrounded in a routine, watching everything else around me change. Over the past few years I've gained a lot of insight. Sometimes you can't keep everything the way you like it. Lifestyles change, people change.

I've adopted some really good friends over the past few years, and lost base with others I never thought I would. In this fight to maintain consistency I've discovered that sometimes change happens for a reason, people change. I try to embrace the new, however sometimes it just doesn't fit. I have tried to be friends with those who I use to hold so dear and I'm done trying. I need friends who are willing to give as much as they are willing to receive. I've found that in the friends I've acquired since I left high school. And although I will miss the time spent with those in the past, I look forward to new experiences with those in the future. They say you can't pick your family, but you can pick your friends. In this aspect of my life, I'm chosing to take control.

September isn't the only month for back to school

2006-10-25T13:59:00.000-03:00

Yesterday after a talk with Jody, I decided to get in gear and just look all over the course selection on the school website for anything that I might be able to take. When I checked earlier, the choices were dismal. Most of everything I wanted to take, and everything I needed to take required a course in the fall semester making me out of luck. I decided that if I could find some courses to take in the winter I would. Although I'm still at a loss for what I want to do, I know I cannot stay home for another semester. I'm restless and miserable. I had planned not to go back to school unless I knew what I was doing, and I'm not all that sure I should be staying at the Mount. I do know, however, that since I've made this decision the cloud of dispair that has been hanging over my head has at least slightly diminished. I was very cautious with the courses that I picked, and where none are required courses for any direction I may take, I will be able to use them as credit toward a direction. With the help of Krystyna and Tawny I made the following course selections that I'm now registered in:

Introduction to Information Technology
An overview of microcomputer use. Topics covered may include terminology, computer hardware, computer ethics and the impact of technology on people. Students receive practical experience using an operating system, electronic mail and various packages that may include word processing, spreadsheet, database and presentation software.

Just the thought of that course makes me bored. However, should I decide to take a math major route, it is a required course so I have that base covered. Also I've been told by many people that it is an easy, low-maintence course. Can't beat that!

Social History of European Women from the Reformation to the Modern Day
A historical analysis of attitudes toward women from the Reformation to the modern day. Topics include historical demography of women, family life, different religious viewpoints, family law, birth control, witchcraft, education, women in revolutionary movements and the rise of the feminist movement.

Wow! I thought that this class sounded incredibly interesting, which is what I need. Also Tawny suggested I look into some women's studies courses and this is also listed as such (as well as a history course). I had it narrowed down to this or The History of Childhood: The American Experience. After talking to Krystyna (who was taught by both professors) we decided I would benefit more from the professor teaching this course. I would like her methods of teaching better, and would feel more comfortable approaching her. I should probably gain some experience writing essays, and Krystyna told me this professor will work with me to ensure I write what she's looking for.

Finite Mathematics
This course provides an introduction to the type of mathematics used in business, economics and the social sciences. Topics include: matrices, systems of linear equations, Gauss-Jordan elimination, linear programming, the simplex method, probability, Markov processes and game theory. Emphasis is on application.

I've been told one thing about this course: EASY! Which again, is what I'm aiming for. Also, I can use it for credit should I decide to major in math (it is not, however, a required course) so it's not a waste of time or money. I'm not sure about the professor for this course, I haven't heard anything about him. I went to the bookstore today to check out how much the book would be, $178!!! That's more expensive than the Calculus textbook! It better be a great learning tool!

Behaviour Modification
The study of the application of learning principles to address behavioural issues in a variety of settings. Examples are taken from clinical, institutional, home and community environments.

I had talked to Krystyna and Tawny and we thought that only three classes would be good enough for me, especially where I was taking a history course that will most likely require a lot of reading and essay writing. However, I thought I would just check out the Psych department and see what they were offering in the winter. In my second year I took an intro to psych class and I absolutely loved it. I was captivated by everything I learned and I kicked butt in that class. I was immediately taken with my professor as well from her personality to the way she teaches. In my three years of university she has been by far my favorite teacher. I had given up on getting into one of her classes this year as they always fill up fast. So imagine my shock when I saw she was teaching this class and there were two seats left! I thought that this was too good to be true! She might remember me and I'm used to her teaching methods. I registered, not 100% sure I'll take it, but just in case I decide I want to and am not left with a full class. I've always loved psych and part of me still wants to get into it. I especially love the behaviour aspect of it, so even if I don't go into Psychology, I have this class to take that I'm anticipating enjoying very much.

I have a lot of options open to me. I can go the math route, or the psychology route. I can go the general studies route as well if I want to. Also, the computer course comes in handy with either a psych or math major. My only concern is that I am still going to be part-time (because I only took one semester) so I won't be able to stop my student loan payments like I had hoped. So my dilemma now is should I drop a course or two because I won't be able to work as much and I'm going to have to pay bills? Or should I leave it as is? I don't really want to drop courses. We'll have to see how much money I get.

My next plan of action is to get my student loan application in the mail. It takes 4-6 weeks so I'm expecting word back by mid december at the latest, so I should get in in ASAP. The best part? I don't have classes until 1230 on Monday and Wednesday, 1030 on Tuesday and Thursday, and then I don't have classes at all on Fridays! This is the first year that's ever happened for me before and I'm so excited!

I think that is everything now. I'm very tired (I was too excited last night about registering today so I didn't get to sleep until after 3 and then worked the daycare!), so I'm going to go nap before I have to go to work. Any comments or advice you have on my plan of action, how many courses I'm taking, what courses I'm taking, etc. is well appreciated and you can leave me a comment if you like!

PS: And a BIG thank you to TAWNY for helping to dig me out of my pit of despair *wink*

Update, Update, Update.

2006-10-21T01:44:00.000-03:00

So, today I got my hair cut. Only took like an inch and a half off, but it's still too short. I don't like it.

I didn't go to DAL's open house.

Oh. And Dad told me I have to start paying rent.

The anger swells in my guts, and i won't feel these slices and cuts

2006-10-14T01:10:00.000-03:00

More Snow Patrol lyrics. I'm hooked, what can I say?
So the past few days have been quite tiresome. I find myself seemingly losing control of everything around me and it has me quite disgruntled. It's as though everything is falling apart and try as I may, I cannot piece it back together.
Have you ever had one of those times where you've completely forgotten who you are, what you're doing here, what purpose you serve if any? I feel like I don't know myself, the self that I've become. I find myself mourning the loss of the dedicated, determined, goal-seeking girl I once was. I feel like I've lost my best friend and I have no way to get her back.

I'm still at a loss for school. I still have no clue what I'm doing, where I want to go, what I want to achieve. Therefore I still haven't registered, haven't applied for student loans, and I'm not able to. Throw in the fact that I now have to start paying $132.00 on my student loans every month, I somehow have to pay for my internet, phone, and gas. Then we can't forget the fact that I am no longer covered under Dad's health plan so now everytime something goes wrong health wise, or I need to go to the dentist, I have to pay for it myself. What else you may ask? I have to save up, somehow, to buy a car and save money for school. Why? Because once I apply for student loans if I ever figure things out, they're going to see how much I worked and expect me to have saved a lot of it. Well let's remember this, I SUCK at saving money. A vacation to England, I may as well forget it.

I've really hit an all time low. The sad thing is, I'm starting to stop caring.

Psh. Why be a leader when you can be a follower?

2006-10-12T17:11:00.000-03:00

1. FIRST NAME? Stacy

2. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE? Nope. But Jods named me.

3. WHEN DID YOU LAST CRY? Oh boy...Sunday night at Dooly's I misted up while drunk?

4. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING? Sure do!

5. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE LUNCHMEAT? Turkey Breast

6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU? I honestly don't think so.

7. DO YOU HAVE A JOURNAL? This?

8. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS? Negative!

9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP? Of course!

10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE CEREAL? Lucky Charms or Corn Pops

11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF? If they're a new pair of shoes, I do. Then once the excitement wears off, I don't care enough to.

12. DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG? Sometimes.

13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM FLAVOR? Mint Chocolate Chip

14. SHOE SIZE? 9

15. FAVOURITE COLOUR? Pink

16. WHAT IS THE LEAST FAVOURITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF? Physically? My weight. Personality? My lack of motivation.

17. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST? Jods and Tawn

18. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO POST THIS ON THEIR OWN BLOGS? Yup.

19. WHAT COLOUR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING? Black pants, no shoes.

20. LAST THING YOU ATE? Subway - 6" club and baked ruffles.

21. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? Pink - Who Knew

22. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOUR WOULD YOU BE? Razzle Dazzle Rose

23. FAVORITE SMELLS? Vanilla, Coffee, Follement Chocolat (from Sephora), Pacific Paradise from Escada, the woods in the fall, and wood stoves in the winter.

24. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? Brad.

25. THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE YOU'RE ATTRACTED TO? Height.

26. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU? No one really sent it to me?

27. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE DRINK? WKD, Bellini, Cosmos.

28. FAVOURITE SPORT? Watch - None. Play - Football or Frisbee :)

29. EYE COLOUR? Brown/Aqua Green

30. HAT SIZE? Who knows their hat size. Seriously. Whatever happened to one size fits all?

31. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? Sometimes

32. FAVOURITE FOOD? Indian or Chinese. Or Pizza.

33. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDING? Both. But not cheesey (for either)

34. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING? Red

35. SUMMER OR WINTER? Winter

36. HUGS OR KISSES? Either

37. FAVOURITE DESSERT? Cheesecake with pouring cream!

38. WHAT BOOKS ARE YOU READING? Sole Survivor - Dean Koontz

39. WHAT'S ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? Dolphins!

40. WHAT DID YOU WATCH LAST NIGHT ON TV? Didn't watch TV last night

41. FAVOURITE SOUNDS? Ocean waves, rustling leaves

42. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES? I don't care.

43. WHAT COUNTRIES HAVE YOU VISITED? England (twice), Wales, France, Scotland, US

44. THE FURTHEST YOU'VE BEEN FROM HOME? Uh, Paris or Vegas?

45. WHAT'S YOUR SPECIAL TALENT? I have no clue.

46. WHERE WERE YOU BORN? Halifax.

47. WHO SENT THIS TO YOU? NO ONE! We TALKED about this already!

48. NEWEST THING YOU'VE TRIED? Sour Milk. Mark made me. It was gross. Well. It felt gross.

49. WHAT ONE THING WOULD YOU CHANGE ABOUT YOURSELF? My mole.

50. WHO DID YOU LAST SEND A LETTER OR CARD TO? Oh god...Uh...I don't know!

51. WHERE WOULD YOU MOST LIKE TO VISIT IN THE WORLD IF MONEY WAS NO OBJECT? Alaska or Corsica

52. DO YOU HAVE A PIERCING OR A TATTOO? two holes in each ear, and the anti-tragus of my right ear.

Oh what a night.

2006-10-09T06:37:00.000-03:00

It's 6:29 am. I am waiting for Mark to get home and let me know that he arrived safely. My night consisted of three beers, three shooters called Liquid Cocaine, and a Mike's Hard Cranberry. Then we went to the Apple Barrel. It was fun. I won three or four games of pool-very unusual. I'm still a little buzzed and I hope that Mom doesn't need me to get up in an hour and go to the daycare. That would suck a lot. I am freezing a lot and I should go to bed but I have to wait.

I haven't blogged in a long time, so here it is, my drunken blog.
Happy Canadian Turkey Day everyone!

Blueberry Pie is Best with a Pinch of Crack*

2006-09-19T23:07:00.000-03:00

Passing Time
My first few weeks off school haven't been as enjoyable as I'd hoped. I find myself with less work than anticipated, my friends are all either working or in school, and I lack the motivation to do anything. Lately I feel like I've been walking around with a cloud of depression over my head and I'm grasping at ways to lose it. However, life isn't as dismal as I realize I'm making it sound. This week has been filled with events, from my Saturday night downtown excursion to the film festival. I was very pleased with my film choices last night and anxiously await the last two I have. I could be going to the gym, but even that doesn't interest me lately.

Repeating Subjects
I watched Sharkwater last night at the film festival, hoping it would provide me with the insight I require to get over a hidden, but very real, fear of sharks I have. A while ago I posted a blog about Shark Finning and received some comments comparing it to other forms of slaughter that is more westernized. I encourage everyone to see this documentary about the world's most misrepresented species. As I sat in the dark, full theatre last night listening to the director talk about the importance of sharks for the survival of the human race, I fought back tears of shame, disgust, and sadness as I watched shark upon shark be stripped of it's fins and thrown bitterly back to the ocean to drown or be eaten alive. It is very difficult to view these creatures as the man slaughtering monsters that society has made them while you watch a man on the ocean floor touching, feeding, and swimming with them. The director, Rob Stewart, talks of the existence of sharks going back over 400 million years and how they've set the evolution of their prey. How the ocean supplies 70% of our oxygen due to plankton regulation, vegetation that Sharks feed on. He stresses the importance of these magnificant creatures and how fast they are becoming endangered. I was floored to learn that on average, 100 million sharks are hunted and killed for their fins annually. I struggled with tears when I learned during the 88 minutes of that documentary 15,000 sharks were killed. And most of it is done illeaglly.

I hope that many people see this movie, and many people take action. Like Stewart said, people are so concerned with saving the bears, whales, seals. What about Sharks, the one thing that can potentially save us?

*in reference to a scene from Prison Break, Season Two

Sometimes, living at home isn't all that bad.

2006-09-17T11:18:00.000-03:00

Conversations with Mom and Dad this morning.

While I was in the shower
Mom (curiously): Did you have a good time last night?
Me: Yup, I did.
Mom: Where'd you go until 6 am?
Me: We got some pizza afterwards.

While drying my hair
Dad (teasingly): Are you hungover today?
Me: No, not at all.
Dad: Out until 6 am in the morning.
Me: I know (laughs)
Dad: I heard you. Why is your hair so curly?

Happy 31st Tawny!

2006-09-10T23:29:00.000-03:00

This picture was taken last year at Tawny's 30th birthday party, where I was an honorary guest. Unfortunately I was unable to attend such festivities this year, but I'm there in thought. I'm sure she's having a blast, drunkenly knocking the socks of people if they're playing poker. As she says, no one can tell if we're bluffing because of the alcohol!

She's a wonderful sister and she deserves the very best :) I hope she had a blast today!

Movies Galore!

2006-09-08T00:10:00.000-03:00

...well, not really.

So next week begins the Atlantic Film Festival. I've always been jealous of Tawny's adventures whilst meandering around the Toronto Film Festival, and where I know it's definitely not the same thing I'm still excited. My wonderful co-worker Shari managed to score free passes from C100 and allowed me to make my selection. For free I will be seeing:

Sharkwater (a documentary about sharks)
That Beautiful Somewhere
Opal Dream
Candy

I have to purchase tickets for The King and Half Nelson, but considering the rest are for free, the film festival will only cost me $30. Can't beat that. Let's just hope I can get those 4 nights off.

Hair anyone?

It's been my opinion (and that of numerous hair dressers) that 2-in-1 Shampoo and Conditioners are not good for your hair. I've run out of my regular stuff, and rather than buy some more, I figured I'd just use up what's left in the bathroom. Well. I now believe what hair dressers say. My hair is wirey, frizzy, and just plain unruly. It has to be washed every day. Clearly, what they say is not a total myth.

On to other news, I've been really itching to dye my hair lately. I keep convincing myself not to because it's been over 2 years and my hair is finally all one, natural color. I get many compliments on it, would I really want to do it? I'm over hilites or foils, so it would be a full head color, and I'd want it done professionally because I'd need to buy like 5 boxes what with all the hair I have and I don't want to risk spots. I definitely would not go darker because I'm too fair for that. So I was thinking a lighter brown, or maybe a dark blonde (Don't yell at me! I realize it would be horrible which is why I'm talking myself out of it!).

Anyways. Enough about that.

Rough times

My ezcema is killing me. I'm like one, huge rash. My legs are cracking their so dry, and cream just makes them itchier. My eye lids are drying out on me again, cracking and stinging from the salt when they water. I don't even know if I should bother with the tanning beds because when I was going I wasn't getting any color at all. I just want to not have to scratch my legs to pieces!

Sometimes, old is better.

Tonight was spent down in the good old Mill Cove Plaza, working in the theatre. I remember the days when Dad used to take John and me, or my friends and me to see a movie. I remember the stops at Sobey's and the backpacks filled with our purchases, scared we wouldn't be allowed and thus forced to smuggle them in. I remember having to sit in the seats by the wall because Dad brought his book and needed the lights from the walls to read it while we waited for our movie. Some of the movies I can clearly remember are Beauty and the Beast and Toy Story. The first summer I started working for empire, Tawny was home for my graduation and her, Jods, and I went to Bedford to watch Bruce Almighty. I remember sitting there with my sisters, scared we were going to wet ourselves laughing at Steve Carell as he tried to read the news. Last week Krystyna, Cameron, and I stopped in to visit a coworker who was there that night, and I was reminded of why I loved that theatre. It's lack of vandalizing, screeching teenagers; the curtains that squeak as they are pulled up to reveal the screen; the non-stadium seating which doesn't make a difference because hardly any one goes and people sitting in front of you is not a problem. It's quaint, quiet, old school, and I love it. We're not sure how much longer it's going to last so I won't complain when I have to work there. I might even take the extra ten minutes and drive there instead to enjoy it while I still can.

God, we're adorable!

2006-09-04T00:28:00.000-03:00

Thursday night after Krystyna and me dropped Cameron off, I went to drive her home. As we pulled onto Glendale behind an ambulance I started talking about how my First Aid training a few weeks ago peaked my interest in taking the Paramedic course, my only hesitations are it's something like $10,000 and the HARDEST medic program in the country. As we approached the Cobequid intersection, I assumed the ambulance would go straight in the middle lane to the new emergency centre, so I went into the right lane to get ahead of it. However, it went last minute into the left turning lane. With a whole lane empty between us, Krystyna looks over, and says "Hey...you're a cute paramedic." With windows rolled up, the driver must have read her lips cause he started beaming from ear to ear, which only increased when I looked over, smiled and gave a flirty little wave. We continued this smile conversation as the medic in the passenger seat sank down into his seat, me between looks at the light. How embarassing it would have been had the light turn green and me not notice.

Or, an even scarier thought as Krystyna was fearing--what if I stalled?

But naturally I didn't. Cause I'm a super good standard driver. We honestly are too adorable. This is why we love us :).

New Look for my Blog?

Well, not really. I did however, with the help of Meg, add some excitement to my sidebars. I will try to keep it up to date, so if you ever want to know what I'm reading/watching/listening to, take a look on there.

However, I have developed a slight obsession with Prison Break, specifically with Wentworth Miller, so that won't be changing anytime soon.

Work, work, work!

I've been working like crazy! This week I'm at the theatre EVERY day. All seven days. But, on Thursday night I get to work in Bedford which is very exciting. Derek wants to get me comfortable with that theatre as well because all their relief managers are also in school. Go me!

Admist all this working I am hoping to find time to attend some movies at the Atlantic Film Festival with Dawn and my friend Shari from work who happened to win tickets to whatever movies she wants for her and a guest. She told me to pick out a few and she'd be happy to take me.

School Info

While I was taking Statistics last year I mentioned to my lab instructor that I had interest in being a Teacher Assistant the following year. A position that is paid for by the University, I thought it would be a great way to gain experience, a wonderful asset to my resume, and fun because I'm a big geek who loves Stats. Actually I just think I love anything I'm overly excellent at without really trying, who doesn't??

I digress.

I didn't apply over the summer, and last week my instructor actually emailed me. She remembered my enthusiasm to help out and is looking for a student on Tuesdays from 1-330. I emailed her and told her that I wasn't going back until at least January. However, if I don't have to be a registered student I would love to do it. But if I do, to keep me in mind for any openings in the winter she might have. She responded telling me officially I do have to be a registered student, but where I'm returning in January she might be able to make an exception. In the meantime, she did have to look for a registered student to take the position. She also asked if I really wanted to come in one day a week.

I discussed this with Mom, Jods, and Krystyna, and we've all agreed that this would be good for me. It would keep one foot in the door, keep me at the school and thinking about school. I will tell her this and explain that I understand her need to find another student, but if she cannot and they can't take a nonregistered student, I'd be more than happy to volunteer for the position.

I think it's the wisest thing for me to do in my case :).

Insert clever title of post here

2006-08-28T01:01:00.000-03:00

My fall shows are starting! Here's what I'm looking forward to:

Prison Break - August 21 (started)
Survivor: Cook Islands - September 14
The Amazing Race 10 - September 17
Grey's Anatomy - September 21

In other news, yesterday I suffered a minor allergic reaction. The only thing I had all day that I had never had before was the new Wild Mountain Bacon Cheeseburger from Wendy's. It has Chipolte sauce on it and I reckon it's the peppers that it's made with that initiated the reaction. My nose ran, my throat was itchy, and my right eye was puffy, watery, and itchy. I Guess no more Chipolte for me, eh?

And, of course, a new picture of Daisy; I downloaded Picasa and played around a bit.

Sometimes, the urge to eat an entire box of double stuffed oreos overwhelms me. Followed by the urge to eat an entire box of golden oreos.

2006-08-24T22:44:00.000-03:00

For the past week I've been listening to the Snow Patrol CD that Andy bought while here. I've recently purchased the CD myself because I like to show my support for that which I really like.
As of late, the lyrics on repeat in my mental CD player are

"Cause it could take my whole damn life to make this right."

I'm not returning to school in September. My lack of registration left me with no student loans, and my lack of any inspiration towards anything career related is more than just a bump in the road. I feel like I'm being heckled into a career, that whatever I settle on I'm picking just to pick something. And that scares me half to death. Which in the end leaves me bitterly frustrated. I'm thinking it WILL take my whole damn life to figure this mess out, and then what? It's all over.

On top of THAT, it seems like I can't catch a break. I really want to buy out the sunfire when the lease is up, but the chances of that happening are null. I think the most I could have is $2-3000, and the car will be between $6-7000. Throw on top of that new tires, new registration, new shocks, and now possibly a new muffler. So basically I could save, then get a line of credit, but get slammed with loan payments, insurance, and gas.
Also, Derek asked me tonight if I'd be interested in going to Park Lane a couple days a week, for some extra shifts. My immediate response was "Yes! Yes! Yes!!" Because I'd love the new atmosphere and being able to boss around people who'd really respect me. However, after much deliberation I deduced that with the gas money and the parking (either street or parkade) it wouldn't be worth it. I couldn't even take the bus because they wanted me for the film festival and where some movies don't start until 12, I'd have no bus running to take me home. Now I'm regretting my decision. I really wanted it. But it just wasn't practical.

Maybe you guys can let me know what you think? Thanks!

Never has silence been so quiet, emptiness so lonely.

2006-08-17T23:40:00.000-03:00

Jods, Andy, Alex, and Connor are currently on a plane home. The house is calm, the cat is out of hiding, and their scents still linger in the air. It will take a while to get back to normal; for the basement to no longer smell lived in. Three weeks was not nearly enough, but I know I'll see them again soon and it can't come fast enough.
I'll miss the boys pestering me and getting a rise out of me because it's "dead easy", the giggles, the tickles, the cuddles and the hugs.
Heck, I'll even miss the bickering.
The laughter, the tears.
The walks to the lake, the lazy days on the beach.
The comfort of knowing my sister is just downstairs, instead of an ocean away.
(not to forget her suitcase!)
Come on Spring!

*all my pictures can be found at http://www.x-staceface-x.piczo.com

The Only One Who Hasn't Blogged

2006-08-15T11:42:00.000-03:00

I'm not sure if it's a lack of effort, interest or time, but I haven't been blogging lately. We've been doing lots, and I think I started to blog about Mersey River and Crystal Crescent but I haven't gotten around to finishing it. It's been great having Jody, Andy, Alex, and Connor home. Unfortunately they leave on Thursday, but we're not talking about that.
We've done so many things, it's hard to keep track of them--Mersey River, Beaches, Downtown, Movies; it's all been a lot of fun. Tomorrow night I believe the plan is to head into the Buskers so we can get Henna Tattoos, and maybe catch some acts. I'll find out when the Breakdancers perform as I think the boys would really like that.

Admist all the excitement I've been going into the school for meetings with people to discuss my options. It's pretty clear that I won't be doing a Bio/Math major/minor because I'm struggling with the required courses for Biology. It was suggested that I drop to a General Studies BSc but my only worry with that is that there really isn't an end result except a degree. I think what I need to motivate myself is knowing that there is going to be a job at the end for me. Other options we talked about are Psych (but I'm worried about the length of the program, and the research thesis you have to do in your last year), Business (but I'd want to know what kind of job I could get), Travel and Tourism, or History (but with this option I'd have to still consider teaching). As of right now, however, I have no way to pay for school. In order to apply for a student loan you must be registered in your courses. Because I'm unsure of what I'm doing, I haven't registered yet and therefore haven't applied yet. Tuition is due the end of September, but if you're awaiting a student loan you can have until the end of October. After that you must make an appointment with a Financial Services person and discuss alternate payment, be it cash or credit. You need to pay 60%. Either way, I won't have the money so it basically comes down to me not going to school in September. I might be able to go in January, but that all depends on if I figure out what to do because I've decided I can't keep going without a goal in mind. It's all very discouraging and I'm kicking myself for making such a mess. But, I made my bed.

Ah, the life of a cat.

2006-07-15T11:32:00.000-03:00

We figure her plan is to lay there so that when someone opens the door to come in, she'll just roll on out and it won't be her fault.
Clever. It won't work, but it's clever.

Also, I don't think she realizes it, but Tawny sends Daisy presents. Therefore, she must love her :)

edit: No Dawn, that box doesn't have your name on it, as much as it looks like your name. So no, you cannot have her!

Dooce, eat your heart out.

2006-07-09T00:34:00.000-03:00

For the past few weeks, I've been trying to understand what all the fuss is about crocs. I'm going to say it. I absolutely hate them. I think they're ugly and unfashionable. I learned to accept Uggs. I won't ever accept these monstrosities. I can't see the appeal in wearing rubber with holes. Even still, I can't understand accessorizing said holes. It's one thing for an adult to wear them, but to buy them for your children? Why, why would you do that to them?

Last Sunday at the theatre we were hit with a whole slew of people coming into the lobby. Whole families wearing these ugly clog pass-offs. I see kids coming into the daycare wearing them. Tonight while babysitting I was tortured at the sight of them. It's not enough that they throw me into the throngs of what can only be described as a suburban nightmare, with all the neighbours out with their kids, standing around chatting, sprinklers watering their lawns; the father of the kids I looked after was wearing a pair, and three of the neighbours kids were wearing them. It seemed like I can't escape them.

I'm officially in croc hell.

I don't see the light at the end of the tunnel. Nor to I believe one even exists. And HONESTLY. One pair is enough. And if you're lame enough to buy two pairs, why would you wear ONE OF EACH COLOR?! While at work last week, I declared war in saying I was going to go to a t-shirt making store, and make my own t-shirt that says, "crocs are not cool" or "crocs are not cool (and therefore, neither are you)". Over at www.dooce.com there is a long-going war between her and her husband about his like of these. Quite frankly, I'm on Heather's side. The crocs have got to go.

Happy Birthday Canada!

2006-07-01T23:21:00.000-03:00

Yup. It's Canada Day. How did I spend it? I took advantage of the morning off from the daycare to sleep in until 130. Then I watched Grey's Anatomy until 4 (which made me bawl my eyes out, as usual), got ready, and went babysitting. 4 hours of watching Grey's Anatomy/The Island because the little boy was asleep. $40 later and I'm not complaining. Now I'm trying to decide between going down to the theatre to watch Click with K, Cam, and Nick. My main hesitation is the 13 hour work day I have begining at 1015 tomorrow. Who knows.

Tagged, twice.
5 Things in My/Our Refrigerator:
1) Kool-Aid
2) Celery
3) Red Bull
4) Red/Green Peppers
5) Spaghetti

5 Things in My/Our Closet:
1) Flip Flops. Lots of them
2) Clothes
3) Binders/Notes from school
4) Yearbook
5) Hair products

5 Things in My Handbag:
1) Wallet
2) Book (False Memory by Dean Koontz)
3) Grey's Anatomy Season 2
4) Lip Gloss (like, 4 things of it)
5) Toothbrush and toothpaste

5 Things in My/Our Car:
1) CDs
2) Poker Set
3) Dolphin Air Freshner
4) Sweater
5) Pay Stub

5 People to Tag:
I don't have 5 people to tag. And the ones I tag have already been tagged. So I reserve the right to omit this one.

Popcorn and Babies.

2006-06-25T01:03:00.000-03:00

Well. Where to start. I've been MIA lately for numerous reasons. The first being I am utterly exhausted. The last day I had off from both the theatre and the daycare was Wednesday, June 7th, and my next full day off (from both) will be sometime the week of July 3rd. Between theatre rentals and babysitting jobs (on top of working at the theatre or daycare the same day), extra shifts at the daycare, you might as well have fed me coffee intravenously. However, I will survive.

What am I doing when I'm not pouring my sweat and blood into working? I'm watching Grey's Anatomy. Yes, I know. I'm so far behind, but Dawn said it best, "welcome to the obsession". I was so hung up on the first season that HJ at work offered to bring me in a copy of the second season (which I'm usually not for, but I'm so addicted to this show I need to know what happens! Plus with 27 episodes, I'd never get caught up when it was actually released before third season begins in September). I think I've cried during absolutely every episode. But in particular, the last one I watched, Episode 4 Season 2. The one where Cristina lost her baby and Meredith's mother was admitted. Among my top favorite characters are Cristina, Burke, Alex, and of course, Shepard (which people are amazed to find out but I don't like Meredith all that much, so I'm okay).

Anyways, I'm sure you guys are all bored with my GA talk, so I'll stop it now. I have to go to bed anyways.

I may be a bit behind, but I'm determined to catch up.

2006-06-20T00:47:00.000-03:00

It's like reading a book that you can't put down. But you don't want to keep reading because you never want it to end.
In this case, I never want stop watching it, but I never want it to end.
I finished the first season today. I'm going to watch the second season before the third starts in the fall. I've found a new love.

The Time Traveler's Wife

2006-06-05T00:41:00.000-03:00

Everyone in my family reads. It's no wonder that I do. I remember summer afternoons spent in the library, searching for books to bring home, my weeks spent reading. School nights not being able to deny myself one more chapter. Winter evenings curled in a chair, or on a couch. Late nights buried under my covers. Every so often I come across a book that grabs my attention and I quickly read it, anxious to know the ending.

While I was in England, Jody sent home a book titled The Time Traveler's Wife for John to read. While he's currently reading another book, last week I decided I would pick it up and give it a try. In the begining I was very confused. I couldn't understand the concept of the novel and I was about ready to put the book down and forget about it. However, I kept at it. Never have I read a book that I've been so unwilling to put down. Or so able to forget and ignore all that is going on around me. Chapter after chapter I became immensed in what I can only describe as a web of blissful confusion. The more I tried to understand the concept of what the book was about, the more lost I became. However, the further into it I got, the more in love I fell with the characters. I felt like I knew them, that their lives were actually real. I spent most of the time reading this book feeling sad for the characters. The ending had me sobbing with tears. And yet I couldn't put it down. Although it was hard to understand, it was intensly convincing. Every emotion felt by the characters was felt by me.

I'm incredibly happy that Jody sent this book home. I'm estatic that I've read it. I cannot remember the last time I read a book that I've enjoyed quite this much. I recommend it to everyone. I can't wait to read it again.

Happy Birthday! ermm, wait...Are those the right words??

2006-05-31T15:37:00.000-03:00

Today's Dawn's Birthday! Although she's not my sister by blood, I've grown up with her so she basically is my sister! I was fortunate enough to recently spend nearly 4 weeks with her, and although I've always felt close to her and comfortable around her, I now feel like we have a much stronger relationship. She's terribly funny, caring, and loving. Travelling 8+ hours with her overseas is a breeze, and I will treasure that trip forever! Bruno took care of us, and we certainly enjoyed it!
I'm thinking of Dawn today, in more ways than one. I love her so much!
Happy Birthday Dawn!
P.S. Dawn, don't forget our Alpha Dog date!

Well that's that.

2006-05-24T00:13:00.000-03:00

Tonight at work I changed my watch back to Nova Scotia time.
I'm officially home.
boo.

I feel like everyone is starring at us...and I love it.

2006-05-22T16:12:00.000-03:00

Well, it's Monday afternoon, and I'm home. Although it's nice to be in my own room with my own things, and to see my friends, I'm missing Jody and everyone back in England a lot.

Mom called one day last week and told us that Bruno, who she knows from the gym, was going to be on our flight. Hoping that his comment to "take care of us" meant first class, Dawn and I were excited about the flight. After sitting down Bruno, who was attending to first class, came back and told us that he'd wished put us in first class, but unfortunately it was full. He however left us with champagne, promising to take care of us. Not long later he returned with a basket in which there was wine - red for Dawn, and white for myself - cashews, and olives. Shortly later our meal arrived, and it was actually really really good. We each had more wine, and made jokes about the people around us being jealous, especially the woman across the asle who Dawn said looked over to make sure we were eating the same thing as her. We had another glass of wine, watched Rumor Has It, and Bruno brought us back Bailey's on ice and a delicious raspberry mousse. After reboarding in NFLD, Bruno gave us neat little air travel kits complete with a toothbrush, toothpaste, ear plugs, mints, eye mask, socks, foot hoof thing to help put shoes on, foot spray, face spray, lip balm, hand lotion, and a face cloth. We definitely were taken care of and agreed that anyone who pays for first class definitely get their money worth.

So, I stopped into the theatre last night, and to say people were happy to see me is an understatement. They all wanted hugs and looked at me like they hadn't seen me in years. It was nice to feel so loved :). I went to a staff screening as well, by the time I went to bed at 330 I'd been up for 27 hours. Funnily enough I felt like I could stay up even later! I'm fine today, after waking up at 12. It was nice to go to sleep in my own bed, but I missed Jody's house.

May 10th was the last time I blogged, when we had gotten back from the lake district. After that we had a visit from Tawny and Taylor on Friday. We headed into Lincoln where we underwent a fantastic photo shoot in the castle, and the ride home was halarious with my dancing in the front seat. Taylor got it all on tape and I'm eager to see it. Friday night we went out for Indian with T&T and the english lot, and headed back to Wendy's garden for snacks and treats :). It was a great evening. Saturday morning saw T&T off, and Dawn, Jody, Andy and I headed to Wales. We went to Caernarfon Castle which is where the Coronation of royalty takes place. Then we headed out to Llandudno which might be one of my favorite places in the world. It has a beautiful promenade and I loved walking the coast of the Irish Ocean at dusk, while Dawn screamed from the boardwalk, "Run Fern, RUUUUUUUUN!". We ate at what appeared to be a little pub, but walking in discovered a HUGE bar. My dinner was fantastic, and indian dish again, but we left shortly after due to the amount of smoke. Going to the oringinal pub we were going to eat at, we only stayed in long enough to use the toliets and get a drink because you could see the clouds of smoke. I got called a Tiger, it was very amusing. On Sunday we went to The Great Orme, Jody and I opting to hike up it and Dawn and Andy taking the tram. Once we reached the top we sat and had a warm drink, absorbed the scenery, and got photos taken! Wild West photos! They're absolutely halarious. The walk back down was a lot harder than the walk up (I've said that so much over my vacation!) but we enjoyed amusement from a little westie dog. Back down we drove to another area, I forget what it's called, and had food at a fish and chip place. Then the long journey home through the mist and fog in the peak district which was cool and scary at the same time. I made a comment about it being good we hadn't went to see Silent Hill. Stopping at a place for ice cream, I thought we were going to lose our minds laughing over Sean Connery and Dawn's impression of his saying "Shanks Shacy". Mondy night we went to Beryl's for Chinese and I had two plates as well as two servings of cheesecake and cream. Wednesday was my birthday, we went to the Harvest Moon for lunch, the lot came over for Cake and I got gifts :), then Dawn, Jody and I headed downtown Cleethorpes with Helen, Helen, Linda and Julie. Dinner at the Capri and then some bar hoping until we entered the Bags Ball. Warned about it being a meat market we didn't find it overly bad. Happily drunk, we danced the night away and today is the first day my legs don't hurt. Dawn says they hurt because I dance like a slut. I say she's jealous. On Thursday Jods was hung over, and later we went to the Harvest Moon again for some grease. That night we just relaxed and watched Big Brother. Friday found us off to Halifax to meet Heeae and Johnny, Dawn's friends from living in Korea. They were lovely and Halifax is beautiful. We went to a pub and sat around and chatted. I got slightly drunk off WKD's and Wine. But yet, I wasn't hung over on Saturday!!! Saturday saw us returning home at a decent time to see the boys and Tasha. We went to another Indian resturant where my supper ROCKED, shopped around Tesco a bit. Helen came over to visit one last time, and then we took the boys over to Wendy's. The rest of the night was spent relaxing and finishing packing.

It was a fantastic trip, and I still have to say that I love it over there. I can now understand Jody's view about Grimsby and Cleethorpes, but for me it's something so different from what I'm used to, I know I'd be okay living there. I love the lifestyle, the quiz nights, the local pubs. I love the boys and cannot wait to see them in July. I love how Jody and Andy so graciously open their home to me. I love Molly and her baby-like ways.

I can't wait for next year. I will have to save extra hard, but it will be worth it.

Fern Wimpley, live and stinky from New Waltham!

2006-05-10T19:23:00.000-03:00

That's right. I stink (again!). At the rate I'm going no one is ever going to want to come near me! And what else may you have noticed? I've adopted an alias. What started as a joke actually managed to stick. Here, let me explain.

Yesterday morning, us three crazy's consisting of the secret behind "Les Castors" set off on the motorways of Northern England with one destination in mind-The Lake District. Before arriving at McDonald's for a not-so-quick breakfast (filled with cocaine jokes) Dawn had the ever so smooth suggestion of coming up with plant names for us. After Dawn's idea of deeming herself 'Emma Rose', I thought I'd be clever and wittingly suggest 'Fern' for my name. Well unfortunately for me that name stuck. I would be Fern for the rest of the trip. After much deliberation, when we arrived in the Lake District Dawn, Jody, and I were then to be known as Sage, Poppy, and Fern respectively. We're a bunch of crazies I tells ya.

After a lunch at a delighful inn with a fantastic view of a lake, we took a walk to the water to inquire about Kayaking. Headed towards the end of the lake, we drove down windy roads and never did find our kayaking haven. Deciding to keep going, we headed into another more quiet town to scope out some Bed and Breakfast's to crash in. The first one we came across was stunning (I can't even describe it, I'll leave that to the girls) however, there was no one home. So we continued down the road, passing sheep, baa'ing at them rather obnoxiously. Then we came upon another amazing B&B, again with no one home. It seemed we were unlucky in our wishes to stay in a rather old style B&B for the night. But then, THEN!! We saw a wickedly lovely B&B that, had vacancies, and guess what?! There was someone home! So we went in and talked to Sharon, the lovely woman who opened her home to us. She showed us the room she had available, and I believe all three of us fell in love. It was a two story room with a fushcia bathroom. Fern, Poppy, and Sage were sold. We were calling this place home for the night. A walk around the grounds presented prime photo ops, and despite Sage's persistence, I would not roll down the hill so she could video tape it.

We headed back to the car and headed into the next town in search of kayaking, but unfortunately it was closed. Again we tackled the windy roads, trying not to get creamed into the wall by passing crazy locals driving "way too fast" in Poppy's words. I think she just wanted to enjoy the "beautiful" views (Sage's words). Hahah, no really. The locals are crazy. Back to the B&B where we walked into town to the best local pub (said Sharon--we should have given her a name). Drinks, good food, and a cute bartender. Good conversation and a friendly, local atmosphere welcoming babies and dogs. What wasn't to love? Then we headed to the local Co-op for some Cider and WKD to drink in the courtyard. Easy drinking and an early night.

The next morning was met with a full english breakfast, Kayaking, and a leisurely walk around Ryder's Lake where I became Fern Wimpley, but I'll save that story for the girls. It's ironic that I was the one ridiculed for wearing flip flops when I was the only one out of us three who DIDN'T get blisters, and halfway through our walk I put on Dawn's shoes so she could wear my flip flops. I may not be so stupid afterall ;P Dawn's shoes were fine for me, and I must admit, I've fallen in love with them. Oh, and I lived up to my natural name, fetching us cold spring mountain water from a stream. Watch me get sick. That'd be just my luck. Either way, I was proud of myself!

All in all it was a pleasurable weekend. The scenery doesn't get justice in pictures, and I will never forget it. Nor will I forget the incredible softness of the toilet paper at out B&B. It was nice :)

Other than that we've been kicking around the area. Tried our hand at quiz night and got creamed again (insert boo's here. Les Castors SUCK). Got really drunk and stumbled into Cleethorpes on Saturday night. Never thought I'd stumble home at 5am. But good times.

I've really been enjoying myself and the idea of leaving makes me sick. Which makes my birthday bittersweet. I'm terribly excited for it because Sage and Poppy said they're going to get me a tiara (you only turn 21 once, and 21 means legal everywhere). However, at the same time, my birthday is only 4 days before I leave, and well, we're not talking about that.

Well it's been a good post, but I'm about to pass out. I can't wait to see what Batman has to say about my stench tonight, hahaha.

Is this a post in England?

2006-05-05T18:52:00.000-03:00

I'm sitting here at Jody's computer while the boys lay on the fouton, awaiting sleep. I'm a wee bit buzzed after 2.5 coolers, and they've all gone to bed and left me. Tomorrow I believe we're going to Robin Hood's Bay (weather permitting) which I can say is probably one of my most favorite places on earth. I'll briefly recap what's been done so far.

Saturday
Arrived in London, went to the hotel, freshened up, and set off to meet T&T outside Big Ben. We ate at a little greek cafe, took in some sites (Buckingham palace, Trafalgar Square, London Eye, Westminister Abbey, St. James Park, Picadilly Circus, etc.) Then we had supper at a pub and some drinks, then moved on for some more sightseeing, and pictures. Then to another pub for drinks. In the Underground, we had to get off our train due to a security warning which we believed was a bomb threat. Our driver advised us to "If you can find an alternative way to get to your destination, I strongly suggest you do so." So off we went, into a taxi which was most exciting as I'd never been in one of those London type taxis and have always wanted to do so.

Sunday
Um, we got up and took the train to Paris. Found our hotel, checked in, and then took the Metro to the Louvre. Saw the Mona Lisa and the Venus D'Milo. Back to the hotel, freshened up, and found a place to eat. Then back to the hotel. T&T and J&A and I went to the Exotic Museum. Which is exactly how it sounds. Jody beat up a dude in the red light part of Paris (not really, but I'm sure she would have), then we missed our train and walked back most of the way. Tawny and I constantly exclaiming, "S'vous plait! Arret le voiture! Il y a une castor sur la rue!" And dying laughing. Tawny running to catch the bus to what is now the Paris theme song. Then we took pictures of a Merry-Go-Round, Jody caught her camera most wickedly, and I danced on the edge of a fountain. I swear, I could be France's Next Top Model. Then bed.

Monday
Found us at breakfast. I had nutella and banana crepes. YUM. Then we went to Notre Dame, and then the Eiffle. All the way to the top for T&T and J and me. Elevator was scary. I sent Hayden a text message. It was fun. But cold. Jody's socks were halarious. After that we separated, T&T and me to Sacre Coeur (where I got called a sexy lady), J&A and D somewhere else. We stopped at McDonald's where I ordered a Royal with Cheese (a la Pulp Fiction). It was my first quarter pounder and I never intend on eating another one because it was special for me because I loved that movie so much, especially that part. From SC we went back to the hotel to again, freshen up and then off to dinner we went. It was good. Then J,A,&D went back to crash at the hotel where T&T and me went to see the Eiffle at night. There I was told by another french man that I was beautiful. French men love me. Thus, I love Paris. We took pics, ran to get a train we thought we missed (my flip flops sounding like gunfire through the tunnels), and stopped at an internet place for T&T to book Amsterdam stuff. Then a lazy walk along the Sienne and past Notre Dame got us home around 3.

Tuesday
Up early so T&T and D& me could go to the Museum d'Orsay. A long line up. T&T had to leave to get earlier tickets to Amsterdam, and after over an hour of waiting, D and me gave up too. We walked back to the hotel to meet J&A, then from there we did the Arc d'Triomphe, Sephora (where I spend about 20 Euros) and then back to the hotel to grab our bags and head to Sacre Coeur. Then to the train and home. I had wine on the train, it was nice. Home to sleep, I love New Waltham.

Wednesday
Dawn and I were here while J&A went to work. Went out for lunch, I fell on the sidewalk and scrapped my knees. But don't worry, my ego bruised more than my body did. Then down St. Peter's Ave for some window shopping. Off to pick up the boys. Then home and a walk to Wheelsby Woods. Great weather. Molly is cute. Then stopped at Tesco where I loved the clothes and did a dancy jig in the middle of the store that Dawn video taped and it's halarious. Home for supper, then just hanging out.

Thursday
Got up, got ready. J&D and me took Molly to Hubbards Hills. Had Gregg's and Wine. I fell again when hitting Molly's ball with the tennis racket so hard I knocked myself over. They laughed, naturally. Walked though the park, it was wonderful. Home and relaxed. Then went to pub night with Wendy and Linda. We got like 4th place and won chocolate bars. Yay Les Castors!

Friday
Got up, got ready. Lunch at the Pear Tree with Wendy and Beryl. Good food, good desert, good company. Came home and relaxed in the sun. Took Molly for a walk. Relaxed again. Boys came over. Had dinner, took Molly out again, and then just hung out drinking coolers.

Having much fun, missed lots of stuff but tired now. This should contain you all even though most who read this are here with me!
Don't miss anyone!
Cheers!

On route to London in less than 4 hours!

2006-04-28T17:53:00.000-03:00

Despite her best efforts to pack herself, Daisy is not coming with me. See you kids in about a month!

hahahaha dies

2006-04-25T15:56:00.000-03:00

Hahaha.

2006-04-23T10:30:00.000-03:00

Yesterday afternoon, mom came home from Shoppers with some purchases. The conversation, as I remember it, is as follows:
Mom: John, I got you a tooth brush."
John: Wicked. Thanks!
Mom: They were buy one get one so I got two. Stacy, do you need a new toothbrush?
Me: Do I ever...CAN I HAVE THE PINK ONE!?!
I realized after I said it who I was asking.

I find it funny, because really. I was asking my BROTHER if I could have the PINK toothbrush. I don't think I had to ask.

It's finally over...

2006-04-20T01:13:00.000-03:00

Although I've been growing quite attached to the library, exams are finally, officially, blissfully over for me. What is the result of my long days spent at school besides a sore back and aching shoulders? I'm not sure. However, I bet I won't have a choice about changing my major.

I'm just so glad to be done.

Yesterday I got up at 6am and was at school by 810. Last night, or should I say this morning, I went to bed at 330am, after putting in 12 hours at school, only to wake up at 6am again today. That's 2.5 hours of sleep. An 8 hour day at school, 6 hour shift at work, on 2.5 hours of sleep. I'm exhausted. I'm excited to be able to eat again. I used to scoff at people who joked about getting an IV with coffee set up. I now understand.

Tomorrow, I'm sleeping all day. The ENTIRE day. I'll get up when I have to get ready for work, and that's it.

If you'll excuse me, I have a bed to bury myself in.

Going to the bathroom is becoming a real social function.

2006-04-15T22:17:00.000-03:00

2006-04-12T14:55:00.000-03:00

going

CRAZY!!!

i HATE biology, i HATE chemistry!!

Two exams in two days and only 5 days to prepare for them. I work all day Friday (11-11) and Sunday night. My exams are Tuesday and Wednesday, respectively. And I can't take the time off because I NEED MONEY TO GO AWAY.

I just want to cry.

And I certainly don't want to come home in May.

I'm so tired. I feel like I live at school. I just want to eat and sleep like a normal person.

ha, and I thought I was made for university.

Is it the 28th yet?

2006-04-11T00:46:00.000-03:00

First, this is just adorable. I wish I could just lay around in the sun.

Second.
8 hours at the library today.
Probably 5-7 hours + a meeting with my chem professor tomorrow.
And probably 12 hours on Wednesday.
Can you say I'm exhausted?
My back is KILLING me.
I can't wait for exams to be over.

I love Stats. But this is CRAZY

2006-04-08T00:36:00.000-03:00

Whoever thought allowing 3 legal sized sheets of cheat notes was a good idea obviously never tried writing them out!

Even if I hated knitting, this would be worth it.

2006-04-06T23:10:00.000-03:00

I'm still alive, no worries.

2006-03-31T08:40:00.000-04:00

I haven't updated in nearly three weeks so I decided to take this extra 10 minutes before I leave for school to let you all into the little world of me.

I've been working like a madwoman lately, between school and work. I wanted to pick up some extra shifts to fund my trip at the end of April and we're currently being audited so we need the theatre to look extra nice. My consistent shift taking would worry me if it wasn't the end of the semester. But then again, why shouldn't I go to work? Lately its the only place I feel I excel at, and even that will change shortly (long story, and something I probably shouldn't blog about, but feel free to ask).

I haven't been knitting. I did while I was house sitting, but when I added a new color the stitches went all weird. I think I'll take it on the bus today and try to sort it out. I'm intimidating, I can give off the "don't even think about sitting with me vibe" so I have more space for my knitting. That's right, I can knit AND be intimidating. The bus won't be busy this morning anyways.

I've been dressing summer-ery lately as spring has definitely been welcomed by NS. The past week has been sunny and low teens. I'm loving it. Yesterday when trying to decide between my jean capris or my orange capris, I found that both were loose on me. Considering the orange ones JUST fit me when I conned them off Tawny last semester, that pleases me. And my jean capris could have been a bigger size when I bought them, and now I have oodles of room in them and they bunch at my hips and the tops of my thighs. So at least that's a good sign.
I'm in need of three references. I don't know if they have to be character references or academic references because if they're the latter, I'm screwed. I want to be a Stats Lab Teacher Assistant/Marker next year (because I'm kicking Stats's butt). It's a paid position and the experience will look good for when (if) I apply to the BEd program.

*Side note: Congrats to Krystyna for getting into the Mount Education program (although I knew she would!).

And this brings an end to my post, time to go to Chemistry. Cheers!

Well, whatever.

2006-03-20T17:10:00.001-04:00

So...
School sucks.
I haven't updated in forever because I really think I might be going insane. And well, we all know how great that always is.

I'm house sitting. And the computer has a virus or spyware or something. Which is really just wonderful. Forget the fact that it's not my computer, but I had two huge projects to work on over the weekend. And now here I am, at school. When I should be at the house enjoying myself. That's okay though, I know someone who is going to come over tomorrow and look at it.

I'm just so exasperated. It's unreal. With everything. I can't wait until this year is over.

The mother of all bad days.

2006-03-09T22:20:00.000-04:00

Actually, not days. In less than 24 hours I've been somewhat miserable.

Last night at work
While putting the kettle up into the arms, the back end slipped down, pinning my hands between the handle of the kettle and the metal of the arm. Because a huge chunk of skin on my knuckle on my index finger was ripped off, I promptly bandaged it up. Trying to put a bandaid on your knuckle isn't exactly easy so I used three, that way the bandaid wouldn't come off if my finger bent. Not that it mattered, because my finger couldn't bend at all anyways. Then, leaving a stockroom, I pulled the door shut behind me, turning the handle as I did. Because my index finger wouldn't wrap around the handle, the tip of my finger was between the door and the door frame when I pulled it shut. Now I have a busted knuckle and a bruise under my fingernail on the same finger. Great.

On my way to school today.
Already running late for my bus, I got about as far as Majestic when I realize, oops. I am wearing my black vest and my bus pass is in my green vest. With not enough change to pay for two trips on the bus, and not willing to drive all the way to school, I turn around. I knew if I didn't make it back in time, I could always catch the bus at Cobequid. Which I did.

At my locker.
I go to empty my bookbag and realize that when I was changing my bags this morning I somehow left my Math binder on my bed. My binder which contained all my notes (I had a formula sheet to make for a quiz today, and a lab which I need my notes for) and my assignment that was due today. Not that skipping was even an option, I couldn't miss any of my classes as I knew we were getting an assignment in Physiology, we had a quiz in Math, and an essay due in English. My only option would be to talk to my Prof and see if I could pass my assignment in late (as I would go home for the 1.5 hr between English class and my math lab). Luckily, the girl who sits beside me had copied my notes for the quiz topic on Tuesday and I was able to use her notes to copy out my formula sheet. But I still had a missing assignment. However, John lets us have until 4 to pass in our assignment, so I explained that I had left mine at home and asked if he had an extra copy of the assignment (I remembered all my answers, so I figured I'd just redo it, it wasn't hard). Anyways, he was fine with that. But oh wait, that's not all.

On my way to English class.
You remember that essay I said was due? I remembered my disk, and I remembered to print it off. But on my way to class I realized that Dr. Orser wanted the rough draft passed in as well. And do you think I had it? No. I forgot THAT as well. Even though my prof said I could just hand that part of the essay in on Tuesday, I was feeling pretty defeated. Sitting in class I think I may have had a mild anxiety attack.

So that was my day.
After school I went to Wal Mart and bought some cream I used of Tawny's when I was up there. I've just used it once so far on my hands and already I see a world of difference. I have a feeling I'm going to become very good friends with this cream. When I got home I wrapped Mom's present and gave it to her. Then her, Dad, and me went to May Garden's for supper. It was really really good.

What's on the go for the weekend?
I work tomorrow, Saturday and Sunday 530-11. And I'm at the daycare 9-12 on Saturday morning. And Saturday afternoon I have to go right to the library and do mad research. Sunday I have to study until work. So tomorrow after my chem class Krystyna and me are going to see The Libertine at Park Lane, because you know. I'll be working like a mad woman the rest of the weekend.

Knitting?
Sadly, I haven't been able to knit lately as I don't really have a lot of time, unless I do it on the bus, and don't want to attempt a scarf with only one color. I want to do it just like the book tells me with the same size needles and I haven't been able to afford my supplies. But in Wal Mart today I did go by the knitting section and I now covet a pair of fushcia needles (I think 15"?) and there were a few smaller pairs that I love (mainly for the color, I know...I'm a geek). Tawny, look what you've created. But, I bet you're proud.

Oh, PS
Although I am incredibly exciting to be crossing the Atlantic once again this Spring, I'm a bit disappointed that I won't be here on May 12th. Why? Because Our Lady Peace is coming to Halifax on that day, and I've always vowed that the next time they came here, I'd go. Oh well, you can't have the best of both worlds :)

Not Perfect, but definitely a square. We'll call it Ralph.

2006-03-05T02:30:00.000-04:00

I shall name it Garth and keep it forever.

2006-03-04T00:29:00.000-04:00

(click to view larger image :))

I think I've been bitten by the blogging bug.

2006-02-28T21:49:00.000-04:00

It is really unusual for me to blog so much, as I normally don't have a lot to talk about. But here I am, at 'er again.

School *rolls eyes*
School started yesterday. It was an easy day with a quiz that I think I did decently on, and a 2 hour lab of presentations. Today I got back a physiology quiz and where I didn't do great, I exceeded my expectations. I got my stats final back, an A. I knew I owned that test. And I got back my English paper, which I got a B on. I was estactic about that too. The feedback was wonderful.
"This assignment is amazing, Stacy. When I read your pre-test, I never imagined you could write like this. There are a few weaknesses in presentation, but I am confident you can take care of these. This essay shows great potential, and I look forward to reading your next assignment."

Hrmm...Yoga?
Tonight I went to yoga at the Sackville gym. And to say I enjoyed it would be an understatement. Although there was more people than last week in Toronto (there was only 3 of us!) I still felt comfortable and chatted for a bit with the lady beside me. I can definitely say I will be back there on Thursday night. I'm also considering the noon Body Bar Challenge tomorrow at the Bedford club. Maybe it's my time to start getting healthy!

TAR
Tonight, is the season premier of The Amazing Race. And I'm terribly excited. Time to watch with Krystyna, Cameron, and John!

The early bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.

2006-02-27T00:32:00.000-04:00

I'm neither in this case. I don't like these meme things. There is no one left to tag, but I'll do it anyways :)

4 Job's I've Had: Daycare worker, Babysitter, House/Dog sitter, Dog walker

4 Movies I Could Watch Over and Over: Notting Hill, Pulp Fiction, The Wedding Date, When Harry Met Sally

4 Places I Have Lived: Beaver Bank, Beaver Bank, Beaver Bank, and Beaver Bank.

4 Albums I Can't Hear Too Often: In Between Dreams - Jack Johnson, Hang on Little Tomato - Pink Martini :), Wikked Lil Grrls - Esthero, Music By Cavelight - Blockhead

4 Places I Have Vacationed: Toronto :), Las Vegas, England, Scotland,

4 TV Shows I Love: Survivor, The Amazing Race, Law & Order SVU, Close to Home

4 Of My Favorite Foods: Butter Chicken :), Pizza, Ceasar Salad, Popcorn

4 Websites I Visit Daily: My blog list, hotmail.com, weathernetwork.ca, google.ca

4 Places I'd Rather Be Right Now: in bed, at Tawny's, at Jody's, at Blue Mountain :)

4 People I am tagging: everyone has already been tagged...except Taylor and Geo but they won't reveal their blog addresses :(

Jetsetter? Maybe. Love it? Definitely.
I've been home from Toronto for two days, and already I miss it. Talking to Tawny I mentioned how cool it would be if I went up over the summer and then again for New Year's and she said I was going to have to work 24/7 to support my jetsetting livestyle. Perhaps that is correct, but it's true. Although I know that it's Tawny and Taylor's life I experience when up there - their friends and their house, I'm always welcomed and involved in everything. It seems as though people go out of their way to include me, and I have to say it makes me feel pretty special. Someone mentioned while I was there that a week is a long time for me to be there. I think back to my first summer when I was there for 2 weeks, my second summer when I was there for 3. Then I think about shorter trips like Labour Day weekend, consiting of 5 days. Maybe it was because I was there longer than I have been on my more recent trips, but I was a little upset when saying my goodbyes on friday. I'm already anticipating another trip up there.

I had more to write about, but I'm exhausted, I can't remember, and I have my stupid physiology lecture at 9 am which means I have to wake up at 630. Can you say disgusting??