For some reason some kind of NHL blog group wants to add my blog to their blog group thing. Ummmm, I don't even like hockey? So... yeah. Are other people getting this email? I was kind of flabbergasted.
I taught my first two classes today. It was extremely stressful. I heard along the way that you lose your nervousness about halfway into your first class, and then after that it's only slightly nervewracking. It was kind of like that, but I still felt naucious when I started teaching my second class. We did a lab, it was pretty fun. It was weird because the kids in the more poorly behaved class of the two sections responded to me a lot better than the kids in the well behaved class. Tomorrow should be ok. We're finishing a chapter on disease and then we're going to watch Osmosis Jones. Yeah for me, planning fun lessons.
So today is my birthday. The big 2-4. I'm almost a quarter of a century. Gina, Katie and Lyndsey took me out for lunch/supper. It was delicious but I really should not have had dessert, never had desser - it just makes you ill.
Student teaching starts tomorrow. I'm nervous. I'm not teaching until Tuesday, but I'm already in a state between panic attack and nervous breakdown.
3 exams to go and then I'm doing my practicum. Throw in my birthday this weekend, and it should make for some good times. Stress, presents, and throw yourself in front of a bus stress. I like being me!
Other than that, I am lamenting in the sorrow that Lost is gone until February. Sad times these are. Oh well, I don't really have time for TV anymore anyway. So it's one of those "blessings in disguise" kind of things.
This is a short post. Perhaps I will post again before another 2 weeks have gone by. We shall see.
Ok guys, happy Halloween. We had 17 kids come for candy tonight. It's not like when I was a kid and there were at least 100 kids at your house. I don't know what's going on with that. It's a significant decrease, obviously. Anyway. I need to go to sleep now. So have a good Halloween, and don't eat 78lbs of chocolate OK?
So on Saturday I had to take Coco to the groomers and had 3 hours to kill in the city with absolutely nothing to do. I drove myself over to the theater and saw the only movie starting when I got there. Marie Antoinette. Now despite all the really cute shoes that appear in this movie, it was quite boring. And I really didn't like the modern music in the older setting. I thought it just didn't work. Jason Schwartzman was good, but my dislike for Kirsten Dunst pretty much overruled anything good about this movie. It's one of those movies where they forgot about the important little thing called a plot. I would not recommend it to anyone, and also I wish I had just sat in my car and done nothing instead of seeing this movie. The End.
Yes I do realize that it has been a very long time since my last update, and to those of you who actually take 15 seconds to read this blog sometimes I do apologize. I have been student teaching, and it was an experience to say the least.
My mentor teacher is kind of crazy, he basically swears at all the students the whole time and makes completely rude and derogatory remarks. I'm not even sure he knows my name. The students sure don't, because my mentor teacher didn't bother to introduce me to the class. Although, I do think it has to do with the fact that my last name is rather hard to pronounce. And he keeps calling me something different every time he talks to me.
Let's not even get into the fact that my mentor teacher said, and I quote: "this is my powerpoint presentation, I'm going to the office for a while, go for it" (exit mentor teacher). Now this wouldn't have been so bad if I had actually had 30 seconds to look at the slides, but no, he did this in front of the Science 10 class. So pretty much I taught Intro to physics. *please refer to post on Oct. 1 about my feelings towards physics* In anycase, the science 10 class asked me if I knew anything about science, and when I said yes, they excitedly asked me to be their teacher from now on, because they seem to hate my mentor teacher with a burning passion.
Unfortunately, I will be teaching Science 24 (and maybe a bit of science 10, I'm not actually sure what is going on at this point because mentor teacher seems to have no expectations and also no guidelines whatsoever).
For example: the first thing he said to me, no introductions or anything, "I'm going to get you to teach science 24, they're a nightmare for classroom management, so good luck!" Oh, OK, thanks so much. Can I have the class that wants me to teach please? Yeah, I can see this is going to be a fun student teaching session. It's like Dangerous Minds, remember that movie? Yeah, 5 students suspended currently, and 1 up on a rape charge. I'm not trying to be judgmental, because if that kid who is up on the rape charge wants to learn science, I will teach him everything that I know, but he's a little monster. Yelling, throwing things, everything you can imagine, and they were writing a test. Oy vey.
Needless to say, I am having a bit of a panic attack, and even though I hate this University with such a passionate rage, I am kind of glad that I'm back for 4 weeks before I have to teach these kids. I have no guidance. I have no management style. Basically, I have no idea what is going on and they know that and they will walk all over me. Except maybe I can be one of those kickass teachers who whips them into shape and then they like science maybe. I am rambling.
I didn't even talk about the pornography incident. Maybe later. Computer labs are bad.
Tonight was the season premiere of Lost, and let me tell you people, I was not dissappointed in the least.
The opening scene was a book club featuring some of our favorite "Others" and I almost had a heart attack when I saw a whole bunch of "Others" running from their houses when there was a earthquake that turned out to be the plane crash of the Survivors.
So basically I started yelling when they panned out to show that The Others live in houses on the island and they have plumbing and electricity and everything.
Ok, so then they're keeping Jack, Kate and Sawyer in different cages, and they're at a zoo. But then we find out that it's a Dharma station called The Hydra. There are animal cages and there's also an aquarium, but there are no animals. Then we find out that Henry Gale's real name is Ben. Great way to start the new season. Best show on TV by a long shot.
Today I wrote my letter of introduction to my mentor teacher. It was a weird experience, and I actually had a lot of trouble doing it. It's hard to come up with a good reason as to why I think I will be a valuable asset in their classroom and why they should not immediately regret taking me on as their student teacher.
All the reasons I came up with somehow seemed shallow and stupid, so it took a long time to actually say what I meant.
I have 2 midterms on wednesday, i have 4 chapters to read by then. Gag. There isn't time for all of this. So what did I do? Well I of course watched Heroes. Because who knows why. Well, it's a pretty decent show, but with so much to do, I think I'm out of my mind.
Lost in 2 days!
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I am supposed to be writing a paper right now. Which as always, leads me to play around on my computer all day and then at 9pm i start freaking out because I've written one sentance in 11 hours. The paper is about classroom management. Boring. Useless. Read 3 articles and reflect. Blah. Waste of time, waste of my life. I firmly believe that they should just give me this degree. I have no problem with me actually student teaching, I definately should get some practice time in, but these classes are a complete and utter waste of time.
On the upside, I have found out where my placement is. I'm going to teach Science and Film Studies. So, if anyone knows what film studies actually is, can you let me know? With any luck, I'll be able to teach the physics section of science 10 and 20. haha that is SARCASM. Physics is horrific. So I will probably end up teaching it.
It seems that everything has fallen apart at work. My boss is no longer there - I shouldn't discuss what happened, but it's not pretty. And now there is a mutiny and people are outraged that he's gone. So pretty much this company is just completely screwed. I can't really say that I'm surprised, it was just a matter of time, that place is like a bomb.
Someone called one of the TV channels and they came out and were interviewing people, including all of the head honchos up in the tower of the airport. It's a good thing I got out of there when I did. So much drama.
I gave a presentation to one of my classes last week, complete and utter disaster let me tell you. I get my proff's comments back this tuesday and I'm not looking forward to it at all. Although he might notice that my partner did an extremely extremely small amount of the presentation and that I pretty much did the whole thing. This is why I hate group work. If I'm going to end up doing all the work, I might as well be doing it all by myself so that I don't have anyone to fight when I present my ideas.
Some of the comments I recieved were that they were impressed with how enthusiastic I was. HAHA, that's not enthusiasm people - it's sheer PANIC. I have no idea what I was saying, words were flowing out of my mouth, expaining the particle theory of matter, and it's all a fog. Like some lucid dream.
It's late and I have yet another presentation in the morning. Oh I love Education, all the group work, all the presentations. In 2 weeks I will be in a school. I don't have any "teaching clothing". All I own are jeans and sweatshirts. Extremely professional. Good times.
Let's start with The Mars Volta. All I can really say about them is that they were loud. Really really really loud. I made a phone call during their performance, I was not impressed.
But the Chili's. They were amazing. The light show was worth every penny I paid to get into the building. I don't even care that some drunk guy hit me in the face with the brim of his hat because he couldn't find his seat, or that some other guy almost lit my hair on fire when he was lighting a joint, because this concert was just THAT good.
I can't remember what the opened with. It's left my brain. I have no clue. My brother wants to kill me. He had a ticket, but had to go away to play soccer, damn U of A soccer team - he's the starting goalie by the way.
Before tonight I had no idea at all why I went into the faculty of Education. I didn't know if I wanted to be a teacher, or what I wanted to pursue with this degree. But tonight I went to Staples, and I bought transparencies, they only came in packs of 100. I only needed one.
I spent $15 on a package of transparencies because I could see myself writing on them and using them in the future. As a teacher. I could picture it in my head. Me, teaching.
I almost bought pens to write on them with. I was a woman posessed. I"m full of meaning, and a desire to actually do good at this. Which is weird, because 12 hours ago I wasn't exceptionally passionate about anything except season 2 of Lost.
Don't get me wrong, Lost is definately something to be passionate about, but, I think that I might be good at this. I can see me being really good at this. Weird.
I'm less stressed with school right now than I have been for the past week and a half, and it feels nice. I think it has to do with the fact that I did absolutely no work yesterday and instead spent my day watching The Office and season 2 of Lost.
I'm way behind in all my reading and assignments, and I currently just don't care at all. Although I keep waking up in a state of panic about this presentation I have next week, but I think it will all work out.
I am currently located at a computer in the Law Library at U of A. Now from what I stereotypically know about lawyers, I assumed that this building would be be pretty nifty, but actually it's one of the ugliest ones at the university. Carpet from the 60's, lime green with stains and chair that resemble puke. I thought it would look a lot more prestigous than this.
My blog looks nice on this computer, a lot different than on my computer at home.
So I quit my job and when I went to pick up my paystub yesterday everyone still seems to think that I work there, so they might be surprised when no one shows up on Sunday, unless someone knows I'm not comming and they are planning for this. Who knows.
Red Hot Chili Peppers concert tomorrow night - yeah!
Song - The Only Living Boy in New York - Simon & Garfunkel
The only thing I can really say about it is that I am now extremely overwhelmed by this whole thing. I'm having mini panic attacks by the hour. I'm way behind in my readings and haven't even started thinking about all the group projects and assignments I have to do for next week. I have to work tomorrow - a 12 hour shift. So no time for homework. I'm quitting my job. It seems like the most logical thing to do.
One of my professors is taking us to a high school so we can teach a lesson we prepare to a group of students so that we can practice for our student teaching. Translation: more stress. Sure I know he's doing it to benefit us, but I'm still going crazy.
Four months ago I wondered how I was going to get through the entire summer break without Lost. September 5th seemed like years away. But today finally came, and I now am the proud owner of season 2. It's shiny and new and full of episode excitement, it's like I haven't seen any of them, that's how excited I am.
School starts tomorrow. I'm vaguely excited. Mostly I just want to be done and have a job and have some money so I can move out on my own. Living with your parents is just not that much fun anymore. Well, it hasn't been for quite some time. But it gets harder and harder as the end gets closer.
I haven't really felt like posting lately. I'm in a weird state right now. I'm kind of in denial that school starts again next week. Mostly it's because I'm completely terrified of this whole student teaching thing. I don't know what I was thinking, becoming a chemistry teacher, I don't know anything about chemistry.
The way I see it, there are two outcomes to this situation. It's either going to be a complete and utter disaster, or it will be completely awesome. No gray area here. It's good or bad; I'm good or bad. I guess time will tell.
I went for lunch with Gina today, it was delicious. We went to Milestones and enjoyed their Thai Tacos, so good. We started a walking group so my feet are hurting like crazy. Blisters are not fun. But really I guess I'm "training" for this stupid new job that I'm going to be doing. I don't really want to do it, but I need a shift, and this is pretty much the only one available. I have to walk around for 11 hours and enter liscence plates into a little machiene. Good times. Should be extremely fun.
Work tomorrow. Get up at 4:45am. 36 hours of work left until I am done. 4 months past by incredibly fast. Lots of regrets about this summer.
Time for another amazing movie review by me yours truely. Tonight I saw, Little Miss Sunshine, starring Greg Kinnear, Steve Carell and Toni Collette. Ummm how about awesome!
This movie was great. It was touching, charming, cute, and extremely extremely funny. I highly recommend it. I was sad when it ended, it's one of those movies you want to keep going when it ends. Some movies you're like 'when is this going to end?' But not this one my friends, oh no, not this one.
So I've just finished watching "She's the Man". Oh yes, I did in fact rent this movie. It's not my fault really. I highly enjoy watching horrifyingly bad teenie movies. I can't help it. I like them. Their badness is a delight to watch.
Anyway, it was as bad as I thought it would be. Except it was kind of delightful at the same time. There were some laughs, and although she totally looked like a chick, it was still alright.
I also watched RV, because my Dad insisted that I watch it with him, as he was somehow excited for this event. Yeah. A couple laughs, but I left during a portion of it because, well, there was singing. So, I didn't witness that portion. But it was also alright I suppose.
Someone bought the car off the kidney foundation and drove it down to Calgary, where they abandoned it and it was impounded. Since the person who bought it didn't register it, they sent me the letter, the last registered owner.
The kidney foundation has a bill of sale which they are sending to Calgary officials, and I owe no money at all. Woot!
Back when I got my Civic, I had o deal with getting rid of my other car. I felt guilty selling it to someone when I knew it was just a piece of junk, so I donated it to the Kidney Foundation, because they get more money for it than I ever could.
So the Kidney Foundation towed the car away and everything was fine. Then today I recieved a letter from the Calgary impound lot stating that my car had been impounded a few weeks ago and I owe them over $200 in lot fees and that they are going to destroy my car unless I call them and ask them not to.
Maybe it's just me, but the past four months have just flown by. I feel like I haven't had any kind of vacation from school and it's starting up again in 2 weeks. I'm stressed just thinking about this student teaching. I'm nervous about it. I don't even really know anything about chemistry, so teaching it should be a good time.
I have to get up in 5 hours. I'm not sleepy at all. I'm completely wide awake. Like some kind of anticipation rush for no reason. Adrenaline is a burden sometimes.
It pisses me off that I can't get Coldplay's X & Y onto my iPod. Seriously, dumb. Oh, I finally got the soundtrack to Lost and have been playing it nonstop because it is a wicked good score. And I can picture what's happening on the show in my mind as the music plays. Parts of it is extremely beautiful and other parts make your heart race because you can feel the fear the music is expressing.
Today I tried power animal meditation and my animal was a red panda. I can't really say I'm surprised as they are just so amazingly cute and very graceful.
It was kind of odd, but relaxing and very interesting. It's like a little friend inside your head, except not in the you're totally crazy way.
So summer is almost at an end, and it has finally happened, my arch nemesis at work has been transfered! aha! Finally, the miracle I have been waiting for. Plus, I finally got a new chair at work, one that doesn't have a back that falls off when you touch it with your pinkie finger. Brilliant!
So I can finally post about the zoo because Flickr has not been uploading my photos for the past couple of days just to make me mad I'm sure. Actually, it's been a real pain in the bum and it made me super mad. But that is a whole other story.
So I finally made it to Calgary without getting sick (note: I've been sick every single time we've gone to Calgary in the past).
The zoo was fun. Although the dinosaur part was pretty lame. They didn't even look remotely real. But is it fair to expect dinosaurs to look real? How the fuck do we know what they are supposed to look like, I mean, bone structure is one thing, but bones don't say anything about colour do they?
Gina left us at a mall for a while, so I bought some shoes, and then she looked surprised when she saw that i had purchased some shoes, clearly she knows nothing about me. I don't know where I will wear then, they're strappy heels, but cute let me tell you. So I couldn't resist. It's unfair really, the shoe companies make shoes that i must purchase, not my fault at all.
My phone is here! woot. It arrived yesterday. It's fun, except I can't figure out how to get music on it, but I think I"ll eventually figure it out except I seem to have lost the manuel and now only have the french edition. Should be interesting.
Yesterday at work my boss yelled at me and I started crying while I was putting through customers. They seemed stressed by the yelling and the crying and so they gave me a couple tips. Which was nice of them.
So yesterday I took my shoes out to Jubilations Dinner Theater with a few co-workers to celebrate one the their birthdays. They're all older than me, like, the closest one is 25 years older than me. But it's all ok because they're just as crazy as me. And they kept me out until 3:30am, those old chicks know how to party let me tell you.
I work capri pants with my beloved heels and they were all suprised that I owned heels, and I laughed at them. Clearly, they know nothing about me. It's true that I only own 2 pairs of heels, but I still love them, my prized shoes basically. I think they thought I would show up in runners, like a tomboy kinda chick. Well, I guess that image of me is over.
So anyway, we went to a dinner theater, and one of the actors was supremely cute, so it was a good night all in all. Although today I am quite tired and I do have to get up at 4:30am to go to work with all these crazy ladies.
P.S. I am getting this phone for free If you are a Rogers customer and also a blogger, then email me and I will hook you up with the email addy to get the phone
#1 - how many of you have recieved the "i'm giving away cell phones to bloggers" email? what is that about?
#2 - when i came home from BC there was a letter in my mailbox addressed to my exboyfriend's family - well, their names followed by my address. it was a sympathy card (we could see through the envelope). my mom delievered it to them today and found out that the card came from their old neighbours when they used to live in another town. people i have never heard of and probably have never heard of me, sending a card to my address. weird.
OK wait. there's a third thing
#3 - I came home to find Matt Good has a new demo = If I Was a Tidal Wave. *le sigh* What a great thing to come home too.
Ok so I'm back from BC. It was a pretty good trip. Relaxing. I spent most of my time either shopping in the 3 stores available or at the pool soaking up the rays and swimming a zillion laps. Seriously, swimming is fun.
We played board games and watched Young and the Restless all together, because that show is awesome.
I've discovered the formula for absolute hair control. It's weird herbal shampoo + a large ammount of chlorine from a pool + sleeping on it wet = excellent hair (meaning hair that feels like cement and will stay in any way that you mush it on your head because it's just that strange)
I'm sleepy, so here are some pictures of the mini golf course that I love, there are more on my flickr site, enjoy
I'm going on vacation tomorrow morning, well, today morning I suppose. I picked like 10 books to take on my 4 day vacation and now they won't fit in my suitcase because who the fuck takes 10 books for 4 days, it's retarded. How many times can you read Harry Potter anyway?
So anyway, I'll be gone for 4 days or so, going to BC is the plan. Maybe do some hiking, maybe some swimming, maybe even some tennis, I don't know if there will be enough time. What I do know is that there will be a large amount of minigolf being played.
So my brother bought me a present, and he got one for himself as well, but it was nice of him to do. In anycase, it's awesome, so I thought I would make a video of it and put it on here because that is just the kind of girl I am.
Here is is, the Dwight Schrute Bobble-head:
We always watch the Office together, so now we have matching bobbleheads. hehe, cute.
It's a friggen miracle, and what a game. They won in shoot out. Talk about suspense.
We got Baba new flooring and new furniture, which is red and it's awesome. I don't like red but I'm in love with the living room now because it looks so good. And I think I want to buy the house when she moves out.
Do you ever wish that you could be completely honest?
with yourself, or even with other people?
I try to be honest, but there are some things that I can't help but hold on to. I'm scared of being judged, no matter how much I say what other people think doesn't matter, to me it kind of does, just a little bit. Not enough to change me, but enough to admit that I don't admit everything to everyone.
I got my stereo back.
That needs explanation.
When I was 16 I got the most amazing stereo for my birthday, I picked it out. In the store my dad and I had Beautiful Midnight at full volume, to see what it would sound like.
Anyway, the stereo broke after 6 years of constant use, and the CD's wouldn't read.
Today, it is back from the repair shop, I've given up the new stereo that I got so that I could have this old one, the sound is just so amazing I can't believe it. I'm in an oblivion of joy with this thing. I'm playing Beautiful Midnight as a tribute to the first CD ever played on it.
My dad was on the deck and he could hear it outside, and he said that he wished I was playing Apparitions. He knows it's not on the album, but it's his favorite Matt Good song I believe.
We are getting new flooring
I can't stop looking at this stereo and thinking that I used to talk on the phone with Heather's like Sunday playing in the background and i remember a certain ex-boyfriend who would point out that it was playing
I wouldn't care, because I was focused on him, I guess he wasn't focused on me.
I was never beautiful, I was cute. Never, in my life have I been beautiful.
Today at work I was told a story about this dog that had to be shot because it was attacked by a porcupine and it had like 300 needles in him, in his eyes and everything.
Then when I got home I learned that the girl who was in that big accident on Ellerslie road and 50th street is the sister of my ex-boyfriend that I dated for 4 years. She graduated high school with my brother, so that's how I found out about it. And I must say, I'm in complete shock.
You never think that these things happen to people that you know. I'm a lot more upset by this than I ever thought that I would be, not that I expected this situation, but in general I suppose.
I'm sad for him, and for his family. I can't even imagine how they must feel. He was an amazing brother to her, the kind of brother that people wish for.
In me it opens up a lot of regret, about how things have turned out, and how I imagined they would turn out. I know that things don't always turn out as planned, but I've just strayed so far off the course I imagined that it's like some other alternate reality or something.
Damn introspection caused by major tragedy.
I'm taking my dog for a haircut tomorrow. Should be a good time.
And the tradition continues. Every 12 years team Italy makes it to the World Cup finals, and this year is no different.
Oh what a game what a game. Back and forth until the second overtime period. Where a beautiful, and I mean gorgeous shot is taken by Fabio Grosso. And finally, a score. Fuck, that was a nice shot. It should be called "Bend it like Grosso, not like Beckham". But maybe that's just me.
Then, for icing on the cake, Alessandro del Piero scores another goal.
Today a miracle happened, my order from Amazon came and in it was my new copy of my most favorite childhook movie, The Chipmunk Adventure.
I of course ripped it open and popped it in the dvd post haste. And let me tell you, it was exactly like I remember and I haven't seen it in a good 15 years or so. But I had seen it approximately a zillion times before then, as I would make my mom rent it every other day. Why they didn't purchase it, I just don't know.
Anyway, I sang along to the songs and shed some tears in the mushy part that I always loved (there are penguins awwww) and I totally felt the need to blog about this movie because I just love it so much.
It's only an hour and 16 minutes long, which surprised me because it always seemed much longer as a kid. But I guess every perception changes from when you're a kid to an "adult".
Yesterday I did my hair and makeup before work, today I did not. Les said "yesterday you looked beautiful, what happened today?"
Sharon said "What happened to your hair?"
Susanne said "she only dresses up for her boyfriend that goes through her booth" (which is false by the way)
Dee said "she dresses up for the hot armored car guy" (which does have a hint of truth to it - but also I slept in this morning)
Guess I better not look horrifying on Friday or everyone will freak out.
Because the brother of the girl who hosted this party I went to on Saturday is an optometrist and he is fucking gorgeous. He served shot and drinks and was funny and basically is was a droolfest by me. We took random photo's of ourselves, but does anyone think to take a pic of the hot doctor? NO. Ugh. Dumb. I've never been to a party on the North Side before, let me tell you, gorgeous house. Like beyond beautiful. All this crown molding and arches all over the place.
Today I had cucumber maki and it was yummy. Yummy squared really.
I also watched a bunch of bad movies, like Catwoman and Without a Paddle. Soo bad. But I prefer to waste days off rather than do anything with them.. uhh I have to work 60hours this week and that is not fun at all.
I should sleep, but I slept in so now I'm not tired even though I have to get up at 4am to wash my hair and maybe make an attempt at makeup.
Song - Symbolistic White Walls with Villian of the Year Lyrics - Matthew Good
today the hottest guy in the world tried to teach my mom how to use chop sticks when we went for lunch. and he was just beautiful then mom couldn't get it so he tried to teach me his method (because i have my own method which is very successful) so anyway he was moving my hand around and i was like *swoon* and when he left my mom said "you need a fella" and then i said "baba says i need a boyfriend so that i'll clean my room" and we both laughed about that one
anyway, he was gorgeous and it reminded me of the sex & the city episode where samantha waits around for smith because he's a waiter at that raw food restaurant.
then we went and bought shoes, and i told mom she's a bad influence on me because she insisted that i buy shoes even though i have no money
i dreamt i was a butterfly last night. i flew around all over the place and i was the most brilliant shade of blue, and i had black in my wings as well.
and i was flying and there was a wonderful breeze and i could soar high and i didn't have to flap my wings because of the wind current. it was brilliant.
then i had to work today and it wasn't as bad as yesterday, but it was hectic. although we made this balloon caricature of one of the employees and it was funny, we cut apart the mop to glue hair on and i drew the face and we taped pennies on for earring. then we hung it from the ceiling. good times.
i spent the weekend making this kickass coffee fund form in excel and it automatically does everything you could ever want it to do because i made a thousand formulas for it and then i made an awesome memo on how to use it with print screens and everything and it was labelled, the pictures i mean. oh man. best memo ever.
4 Charter buses came to the airport today, and they picked up all of the Carolina Hurricanes' fans. Man was it ever busy, I put through like 600 customers, and that is a hell of a lot of customers. So by the end I was a bitchy crazy person. And pretty much I still am, especially since it's 10:34 pm and the birds are chirping and I can't sleep because of them and I have to get up at 4:30am . so grrrr
i'm getting my hair cut an dyed on tuesday. i'm excited. i don't know exactly what i'm doing to it, but should be fun anyway.
So what ended up happening at Baba's was that her TV was too old for the DVD player and so we ended up watching Legend's of the Fall, on the education network, and uhhh yummy Brad Pitt.
I had never seen it and it was good although I was kind of bored, but then long haired Brad Pitt came in and it was all ok again.
Barbara - no, baba would not like fight club, not even a little bit. She is into movie's that are rated less than PG-13. So we rented Cheaper by the Dozen 2, and watched it at my house, and she ended up loving it like I knew that she would. Actually over Christmas she made us turn of Mystery Alaska, because it was too racy with those 2 teenagers making out in the snow plow. Yeah, we had to turn off a Disney movie.
No matter how hard I try I just can't go to bed before 11pm and I'm actually starting to lose my mind and talk weird, in non-english speak, and I'm a grammar freak so it's crazy.
My Baba is not impressed with my stick driving skills, but she has informed me that it is only because I am a girl and girl's should not be driving sticks to begin with, so it's not personal. Hmmm.
I have agreed to an extra shift at work, helping my boss interview people or something insane like that. I'll probably just end up organizing paperwork for 4 hours before I get fed up and leave. Mainly I'm taking it just to see the look on the girls face who spends all her time brownnosing to him and still he asked me. HAHA
yes here it is, i am finally blogging about my car because as we all know, it is of the utmost importance Today at Zellers I bought this awesome kleenex thing because I've envied Angela's Keleenx thing for a very long time so I called her to find out where she got it
Ok I have to get up at 430am so here are some pix of the car with no explanation so it's obvsious what they are so just figure it out for yourself ok? ok!
It's a 1998 Honda Civic Si, and both my brother and I ended up with the exact same car, same year and everything which is INSANE@
ok sleep now
EDIT - today I was thinking "what's better than a new car? well a new car the smells like coconut, so I bought an air freshener when I filled up with gas, and then i left it at the fucking till and i'm such a dumbass."
oh well fuck the freshener, the car can smell like my perfume and cleaner stuff
I spent the last 2 days learning how to drive a stick.
My hand hurts because I was holding the stick to hard.
New car comes tomorrow.
And yes, I did buy a standard without knowing how to drive one realizing that I may have a severe problem getting to work. Especially since there is a large hill to go up before I get there. And traffic.
This is a story of remaining professional under extreme pressure:
Customer - Can I take highway 16 to the Yellowhead?
Me - I'm not familiar with the North side of Edmonton, and actually I have no idea how to get to the Yellowhead from any starting point, sorry
Customer - Can I take highway 16 to the Yellowhead?
Me - Ummm, sir, I don't know.
Customer - You don't know nothing you stupid bitch
Me - Sir, I know two things for certain. #1 - this is not an information kiosk and #2 - you are a complete asshole. (close window and turn away)
There is a lesson about professionalism here, it is that I am not professional. Sorry, reached my boiling point today. I told my boss about it and he laughed.
Oh yeah, I didn't quit my job. I'm holding out until June 15, there's a promise of a $2.50 raise, and I told my boss that if it's not here by the 15th - I'm gone.
In anycase, today at work I made this: It has been framed and is hanging on the wall of the office because everyone loved it so much. According to L, the maintenence guy (the guy in blue in the pic) - I am a genius. Hehe, I love that guy.
And incase you are wondering why the guy in the santa hat only has half a leg and is holding a leg in his hand, it's to showcase his titanium leg, and he wanted to be holding it in the pic. The guy with the brown cowboy hat & cellphone is my boss.
Any guesses on which one I am?
PS - yes I know I am an excellent employee, and yes, they do pay me to do shit like this
Also, I couldn't go to the bathroom all fucking day because there was a mouse in the bathroom and seriously people, I am not peeing with a mouse running around my feet.
How about no!
SONG - Last of the Ghetto Astronaughts - Matthew Good Band
Now, I am a huge huge fan of the book. It is definitely one of my favorite books, it pulls you in and you can't let go until the end and basically it is breathless.
Somehow, Tom Hanks wasn't the worst part of this adaptation, and I really thought that he would be. Don't get me wrong, I like Tom Hanks, Castaway and Forest Gump were awesome, I just don't think that this role suited him.
In anycase, the worst part of this movie: the atrocity that was the ending. They couldn't have changed it anymore from the book to the movie. And it was pathetic and dumb and lame. Angela and I were both quite enraged. I mean, they changed the beginning and I could live with that. The middle was basically like reading the book except you're watching it (with minor changes), but the end. OMG. What was Ron Howard thinking? I don't know.
I'm beyond pissed off about this. I don't know why, I didn't have any expectations going in, I thought it would be bad because of Tom, but it wasn't him. Somehow, they sunk lower.
Oh, Audrey Tatou was absolutely charming and a delight to watch (I've loved her since Amelie), and when she's driving that Smart Car in reverse it is impressive. She was good. The rest was not.
My question is this: you are adapting a best selling novel - millions upon millions have read this book and have loved it. WHY DID YOU CHANGE IT?! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?
This weekend at work I get to plant plants in the potts and I'm excited because it means that I don't have to deal with bitchy customers.
You know what I don't get about playoffs? It's all this "show your tits" shit. Not that I think it's totally horrible, but I don't see any pieces on the news about guys waving their members around. If it was fair, like tits and penis's all over the place then OK, but why is this all so one-sided. It hardly seems fair.
EDIT: Ok, while tits are prettier than penises, it is the principle of the matter!
Song - 21st Century Living (Live Oct 30th, 2005) - Matthew Good
and I have a row 21 floor seat. Which I think is amazing, since I didn't do presale and just bought my ticket this morning at 10am. Woke up at 9:50am to prepare. Good times.
Tomorrow/today is mother's day and we have to go to the graveyard to honor my dido's (grandpa's) life or something or other. And then we are going to have Chinese food from my favorite Chinese place and man are they ever yummy. Beyond yummy really.
I got a sunburn today and now my arms are itchy, and also the area above cleavage is itchy/ that may be too much information right there, but I don't care.
I'm car shopping. On Tuesday I'm going to red deer to check out a Honda civic. It's awesome. So fucking cute I can't even believe it
I watched "The Family Stone" tonight. I have something to tell you about this movie: The Family Stone = BORING. It looked OK, but it was just mediocre, the only really good part is how amazingly cute luke wilson is;
FUCK MY ARMS ARE ITCHY WITH SUNBURN
anyway, it was an OK movie, I would not recommend it. Not in the way that I recommend Lost anyway, and holy fuck what an episode we got last week. A new hatch, holy crap. I cannot wait for this week. I'm dying to own the DVD of season 2, it's time to rewatch everything.
The moment we were all waiting for occurred, Red Hot Chili Peppers' new album, Stadium Arcadium came out. I'm not going to lie to you, this album is brilliant. I don't even know how many times I've listened to it, a lot is really all I can say. Like I work 12 hour shifts and I listened to it all day at work over and over for all the days I worked, which was 2 so 24 hours at work and then a couple times at home, plus car travel and that's how good it is.
The guitar work on Snow((Hey Oh)) is just delightful.
Tonight was awesome because there was beer and I had a freak out rock out to Matthew Good (that's where you rock out so hard it's just insane) and I moved furniture around my room and it was fun and now my room looks kind of weird but in an awesome weird kind of way.
I hate work. I haven't started working on any EDIT assignments yet and I think I might be behind, but I've signed up for my blog group/
I'll let you know about the address because then you can visit and leave super awesome comments and it will be a laugh riot.
Today I read some of my old biochem notes and I was sad because I"m not taking anymore biochem and I miss metabolism. Fuck I'm lame .
Friends, I have been the victim of identity theft.
This is not a joke.
Someone in Ontario is running around buying sheet music from some music store and they are using my credit card.
Back in November a charge on my statement came that I didn't recognize, I figured I forgot I bought something or some such thing and paid it. But today I got my statement and I recognized the store name, and I thought, what is that store? So I called the credit card company for some information and they told me that the store sells pianos, guitars and sheet music. Did that sound familiar?
Uhhh I probably would have remembered buying a piano or sheet music or a guitar thanks, I'm not an idiot.
The got a fraud expert on the line and he told me to fax a dispute to the company and we'll see what happens. He needs to check that I didn't sign the receipts to buy the music and all that.
Guy -thank you for your continued service
Me -yeah uhh cancel the card please before this gets out of hand.
Guy - Oh are you sure you want to cancel the card?
Me - Yes, I'd prefer to cancel with $100 worth of fraud before this guy goes and buys a piano thanks.
Guy - Well...
Me - Cancel the damn card
Guy - Well OK
And then something awesome happened, I pretended i was Dwight Schrute and shredded my credit card in the paper shredder just like he does in the opening of The Office.
I'm going shopping tomorrow/today because I guess it's technically Monday right now. Although last time it was supposed to be payday it really wasn't because the company wasn't in full gear yet and now our computer system is out so who knows whats going to happen, but i want a new bag so it better be payday or i'm going to freak out.
I worked 36 hours this weekend. And it fucking sucked beyond belief. Terrible. I yelled at customers, it's not my fault they won't turn off their diesel vehicles. Try having a conversation over their engine. Yeah right. Goodluck.
I made $2 in tips today. This is the most pathetic job ever. I'm waiting until the end of May - if there's no raise, I'm gone. Done and done. That's it. I can't take it. They promised a raise.
Holy fuck. This lady with 8 bags parked her car in valet today. Then she went to the taxi que to pick up a driver, because she was a prostitute. Someone called the RCMP. I'm serious, she was a real prostitute, who missed her flight, trying to make cash on the layover. Fuck, she probably made way more than I did and she got arrested.
I thought picture of fish would be fitting because this post has nothing to do with fish
I start EDIT 435 tomorrow. I think I'll try to do the whole course tomorrow and also clean my room but top priority is getting a new bag. so we'll see.
EDIT should be fun.. Distance ED, through the comp.. one of the assignments is create a blog. Yeah. ummm A+ please
So because I was at work. I called in to the Bear to win Stadium Arcadium and I got through twice Friday, twice Saturday, and once Sunday but didn't fucking win so Tomorrow/Today I'm going to win Tickets to the concert on Sonic. Fucking BEAR> arg.
Song - Rebellion(Lies) - Arcade Fire AND Precious - Depeche Mode
Ok so here's a real post and not just crazy question lists of stuff.
I haven't been posting because I've been so exhausted from working and there is just really no time it seems. Get up go to work come home take a shower go to sleep go back to work. Not fun.
Anyway, who watched Lost last night!? Holy fuck! The new episode did not dissapoint! It was going along nicely, Ana Lucia as Jack's Dad's driver/bodyguard was kinda weird, but when she drove him to that house and that lady was there - was that Claire's mom? Because I think it was. SO that means that Jack and Claire are half-siblings. Man I love this show.
Then Micheal - OMG! He fucking shot Ana Lucia! She got shot! I hope she's dead because I just don't like her character, or maybe its Michelle Rodriguez, blah. Anyway, then he shot Libby, poor Hurly, and then himself and now Henry is going to get loose and I think Micheal is working with the others (obviously) and is trying to lour everyone into fighting them and it's all a trap so he can get Walt back. Fuck I love this show.
Anyway, nothing is new. All I do is work and it's long and boring and overly dramatic with office politics that are beyond retarded.
Only tonight and the finale left of Survivor. Oh Survivor, how I love thee. What I hate about tv is that during school it's all new shows and I don't have time to watch anything, but when it's summer it's all reruns of crap and then there's nothing to watch when I have the time.
Ok ok ok I've been up for a long long time because now I work crazy hours, like I start at 6am and then I finish at 6pm and can you even imagine getting up at 4:30am so that you can go to work? No me either, so I wake up at 4:50am because I feel that there is no reason whatsoever for hygiene at that time of the morning. So basically I fall out of bed and brush my teeth and pull my hair back without brushing because that is so beyond unnecessary and then I put my makeup on because that is so essential and then at 5:10am I leave for Tim Horton's coffee (2 cream, 1 sugar) and then I'm off to be so awesome and charming at work and smile all day long so that my face aches more than my back does.
At work they call me Stephy. I thought only the attractive but older Hungarian maintenance guy did this, but lately my boss has started doing it too. Which is weird if you ask me. He's all, "stephy you are slacking because you didn't make coffee" and I'm like "boss (of course I said his name here) I am reading my book and have no time for coffee" and then he starts laughing and says "hahaha stephy's back" like that's some kind of awesome thing instead of torture/punishment.
Haha yesterday boss was all "My doctor's intern got my blood pressure wrong and wrote 180/40; then the doctor told me I should be in cardiac arrest and dead. So I said I was the best looking dead guy ever" then I said "that is a matter of opinion" and it got a lot of laughs because I'm awesome.
Some company bought our company so now we're a new company and they lost all our banking records so if I'm the victim of identity theft there is a lawsuit on the way, because lets face it, who wouldn't want to be me?
Somehow at work people want to tell me everything. It's always been like this, and I've never quite understood it. I'm like badmouthing central and if this was a show like The Office, the cameras would focus on me all the time because it's always people chatting with me about how evil other people are, and then evil people coming and chatting about how evil the other people are. And it goes on and on I think I'm delirious Mostly they chat about how evil the other girl who does my job is (it's a rotation, so 2 people for same job hehe - note: I didn't really think that needed to be explained, but I'm sleepy and typing is therapeutic somehow). She doesn't so any work apparently. I read this note that she wrote to the boss about how evil the girl I replaced was, and it was so out of line and if she writes something like that about me I'm going to get her fired because I'm awesome and I trained her so if she mouths me off I'll slap her and put her back in her place.
Also, I don't like her car. It's says "daddy's little girl" on it and I think that's just retarded beyond repair. One lady who's been working there for like 7 years has gone on medical leave because this girl was put on the rotation and then she didn't do any work, so the lady had to do all the work and got burnt out in like a really short amount of time. This is not heresay, the lady came in today and she told me all this. Everyone tells me everyting - and all I want to do is read my fricken book.
My new superior lady thinks I'm awesome because I do all my work in the first hour I'm there and then I spend the next 11 hours reading my book in between customers, and no one can say anything because I did all my work and usually a bit more. Haha
Probably this post was horribly boring to read, that's why I inserted those lovely and super old awesome photos, to take the pain away - so here's something interesting yesterday our valet service had an accident - a driver smashed a 2005/2006 (I'm not sure which) into the wall of the parkade and there's like $5000-$8000 worth of damage. And everyone tells me these things, even though I have no need in knowing.
Notice: new favicon - and it works in internet explorer as well, the old one did not.
Today was the day I've been waiting 10 business days for, my new bedding arrived. It's a shiny beige/gold with diamonds. I'm too lazy to think of text to wrap around the photos, so here's some pics with no ramble. Except - cute throw pillows. And it looks so cute with the pink sheets I could die of cuteness overload. I have to get up at 4:30am. grrr
It is still Sunday because blogger refused to let me publish stuff last night, and therefore it is Chad's birthday! Happy Birthday Chad!
Ok, since Davey and Screetus are confused, I shall explain. I received my Bachelor of Science 1 year ago, and I am working on my second degree. I simply meant that I cannot believe that I have that first degree, and that I have managed to finish half of this second degree, which is an after degree and is only 2 years long.
I saw V for Vendetta tonight and it was nothing like I thought it was going to be. Although, I didn't really have any idea what it was about, it was awesome. Whatever I expected, this was not it, and I really really liked it so everyone should go and see it immediately.
I did manage to score a new pair of shoes yesterday and they are cute and so beyond comfortable that it's insane. Yes my friends, insane. Like foot heaven. Foot heaven for cuteness and comfort. A combination that is quite rare.
I stole this quote from Barbara, because she always has awesome quotes and today's resonated with me for obvious reasons:
"Is 'fat' really the worst thing a human being can be? Is 'fat' worse than 'vindictive', 'jealous', 'shallow', 'vain', 'boring' or 'cruel'? - JK Rowling
Song - The Sound of Settling - Death Cab for Cutie
I'm obsessed with Tom Petty's Yer So Bad and I've listened to it like 6000 times over the last three days.
It's just so good I could die of joy from listening.
Today was my last exam. It went well I think . The multiple choice was kinda tricky. Tricky little buggers, who knows what FOXP2 gene does? I dont think we talked about that in this class, but whatever. It's over.
I didn't go shoe shopping today, I'm going tomorrow. I'm taking mom with me so that she can pay for shoes. Genius.
It was a 3 hour exam, but it only took me an hour and 40 minutes to write. I don't know if that's good or not. I fell asleep on the floor outside the gym we wrote it in waiting for Angela. It was a good nap.
You're not a student unless you can fall asleep anywhere. Seriously, that's the main thing I've learned over these degrees. (wow that's weird to say - degrees).
My transcipt says I have a degree, I find it hard to believe, it's kind of surreal. So anyway, as per usual, 10 minutes after finals are over I'm bored out of my mind. I don't work until Wednesday, I want time off, but I can feel the boredom seeping in. Time for cleaning and craftiness.
I've updated the blogroll in case anyone wants to take a look, a few new links that I should have added a while ago.
The fish babies are getting big fast. It's weird because I didn't believe my mom when she told me they were bigger, but they sure are. And cute. I like fish babies. So cute. And so much easier than human childbirth, I mean, sure the mom can't eat because she carries the babies in her mouth, but imagine being able to just open your mouth and 30 babies swim out. Yeah, no pushing, just swimming, sounds good to me.
I am tired of studying now I think my new blog thing will be no more titles on posts, unless I'm super ambitious I'm just not up to naming them anymore
Cogpsych exam today went exactly as normal, sat there and kind of didn't really recognize what he was trying to test, but the midterms were like that too and they turned out alright. so i hope this did too who knows all i know is that i just don't care
i just want exams to be over now one more to go race and racism in the modern world here's how it will go Question 1 - do you think multiculturalism is good? Question 2 - how do you feel about eugenics? lol
and because i said that this exam is going to screw me over royally
OK it's been a while since I've done HNT and I'm in the middle of final exams right now so there won't be a new pic until next week. But this week I decided to use my favorite HNT pic that I've done so far. I don't know what it is about this one, I just really like it.
I'm sick of feeling bad for things I didn't do in the first place
I don't need to explain myself to anyone other than me, and the people who really know me know that I'm honnest and loyal and really kind of wonderful
So if you don't know this, or claim to not know it, then I guess you don't really know me
And maybe I lied about being mad, but I was just "coexisting"
This quote is the only remotely interesting thing in my psych textbook that I have been reading nonstop for the last zillion hours and my bum hurts from so much sitting and reading and studying.
"The only reality you can possibly know is the world as you perceive and experience it ... And the only certainty is that those perceived realities are different. There are as many 'real worlds' as there are people" - Carl Rogers
So life is this dramady that really couldn't be stupider. People fighting about nothing, things being spread all over. It's really kind of nuts and it's like living in junior high.
This kind of stuff only happens around finals, without fail, I need to study - bam something happens.
Gina's the bad guy, that's the tale they're spinning on the radio these days. Maybe it's just me, but childish antics are getting old. Somehow, they just seem more and more pathetic the older I get.
Friends should be friends and they should stay out of business that isn't theirs, and if all you're trying to do is stay out of something that has nothing to do with you, you shouldn't get major shit for it.
I'm tired of drama, can't things be quiet and "normal" and everyone be happy for like 5 minutes of they year?
Jeebus I need to study
EDIT- my fish had babies today and they're cute. I think there's around 15 or so. Can't really tell because they're so small and you can't see them all and they swim and all that stuff
Thursday was kind of a gong show. We went drinking, predrinking at John's and then to the Druid. Corinne and Ashley were trying to set me up with J, Gina is trying to set me up with N, and I ended up sitting right between them. Fish geeks to the left of me, ummm "regular" people to the right of me?
N left early, J hooked up with Lyndsey.
We went back to John's after and there was a bit of a situation that I probably shouldn't elaborate on. I ended up getting only an hour of sleep because his floor is made of cement and that's just uncomfortable to sleep on - even with a foamy (which has nothing to do with the situation).
I can't believe it's finals, I don't feel like it is. I haven't really studied all that much yet and I have an exam in 3 days. Well, 3 exams in 3 days really. One after the other after the other. Then it's over. Back to work.
EDIT: last week my stupid fish jumped out of the tank during the night and he died on my bedroom floor. He was a big fish and I just can't get my mind around how he got out of the tank, as it is covered and there's only a small area like 1/4 inch wide that's uncovered. He knocked off the lid to the filter on his journey. And he was hard as a rock when I found him in the morning.
So apparently the company I work for has been sold to some other company so now I work for a different company doing the same job.
We're getting raises because what we get paid isn't even close to being competitive these days and that's why we have no employees.
Also, apparently every single employee knows that I'm comming back to take over that other girls job, yeah, everyone except that girl of course. Which seems mean that everyone but her knows, but hmmm. Oh well.
I'm kind of sad everyone knows, I wanted it to be a surprise.
EDIT: I'm not sure how I feel about the black background, but I'm giving it a go for right now. I don't like white on black, so this light blue/purple seems to be ok for text right now.
Tonight is going to be exciting because I'm planning on revamping the blog.
Yes, it's time for a new layout.
I'm bored with the guy giving the finger for the background.
I want something simpler maybe.
I saw Thank You for Smoking tonight. It was good. Quite humerous. The best part was the MOD club. Ice Age The Meltdown was better though. Talk about cuteness, a mammoth that thinks she's a possum, hahahaha , that's right up my alley.
I'm going to give up drinking pop
So I'm planning/expecting to be a totally cranky/evil/uptight bitch for the next couple of days.
So I just got home from my first ACE meeting (aquarium club of edmonton). Yeah I know.
It was ok I just signed up as a member and they were like "say something to the crowd" to all the new members so when it was my turn i said "hi i'm stephanie and i don't want to say anything" polite smile here
I need to buy new bedding but I'm having a problem, because all the bedding I'm attracted to is really girly and Gina says that no guy is going to want to have sex in a girly bed so what I need to get is a sex bed.
Then I thought, do I really want a sex bed? It's not going to match anything that I have. Because everything else of mine is girly and pink and has ruffles and stuff.
So then I saw this blue one, and that's kind of a comprimise, because it's blue, not pink, and there are no flowers and it looks really comfy. Then I found this gray one, which I think I like even more than the blue one, because it seems sleek and clean, and is one step closer to a sex bed. and man, baby blue trim is just cute. plus my pink sheets in the gray bed would be darling and like a cute little secret
Song- Someday You Will Be Loved - Death Cab for Cutie