I was absolutely shocked to have discovered about the massive destruction and rioting happening for the last few days in London and the surrounding cities. And like many people who do not watch the news or keep up with current affairs everyday, I was taken for a loop when a few friends and celebs began tweeting and posting on facebook about the riots. So for some reason (maybe it's the fact that researching and commenting on current affairs is something I enjoy immensely) I feel as though it is important for me to write about what is happening. My hope is that more people will learn about what is happening, so that when the riots finally stop and the cities and citizens begin to pull their lives together, we as human beings will be able to pull together and help them in their time of need. Because a whole lot of cleaning, construction, medical care, and economic help will be needed when this is all over.
I've been doing some research (Okay, so I've been flipping through news reports I found on Google) and from what I've read, the riots started as an innocent protest against the fatal police shooting of a 29 year old father of four. According to what I've read, sub-machine gun toting officers from Scotland Yard's Operation Trident (apparently these guys are a special unit who deal mostly with the drug related gun crimes among the black communities) on last Thursday evening stopped a minicab carrying Mark Duggan. The exact events that happened leading up to the death of Duggan are a bit hazy, but the results are undeniable. Duggan was shot and killed by a single sub machine bullet to the chest and the unmarked gun (believed to be Duggan's) did not appear to have been fired.
So why was this man shot down without significant facts? Were there actual facts that are not being announced to the public? Or is this another terrible police shooting that will eventually be covered up so as to make the police look less responsible? No idea. But the response from the citizens of London and the surrounding areas is simply atrocious.
The fact that a simple protest, which should have been innocent and non violent, turned into a huge scale, multiple city, ultra violent affair. It started in Tottenham (where Duggan died) and has since spread to other areas of London (Croydon, Brixton, Enfield, Notting Hill, etc) as well as numerous other U.K. cities (Nottingham, Liverpool, Birmingham, Bristol, etc). Now unless you've been to London and are actually aware of these cities and areas, you will not realize that these are not all luxurious areas. In fact, it seems as though the rioters are not being biased about where they attack. They are attacking well to do areas like Notting Hill, as well as the poorer sections.
There is actually a really great article about the riots from a generational viewpoint. You can read it here.
What happens in this kind of riot? Well like any good Montrealer knows, many businesses are going to be broken into, windows will be smashed, fires will be started, fights will be started and then police will be called and hopefully, (at least here in Mtl) some people end up in jail overnight but most go home and return to life as always. While for the most part this is true, but the last bit is unfortunately not. They're actually on their, what, fourth day of rioting and even though police have been able to calm things down a bit, I don't see it ending before the week comes to an end. And that is what is really sad here. Not only are innocent lives being damaged and some lost, businesses are left to rubble with the owners left to pick up the pieces, But the fact that the whole meaning behind the original protest has been officially lost. A father of four was shot and killed by police without being taken in for questioning or proving whether or not he is innocent or not. I read a report about the victim and how his friends and family saw him. And according to the report, Duggan was not involved in any mob activities, nor did he know anyone in a criminal organization. Then again, if Scotland Yard is stating that Duggan was connected via social media to several mob members, who knows what is true.
I just saw the numbers that are connected to the riot, and I am simply shocked! As of August 9th (so today) 5 UK cities had riots break out. 525 arrests happened, (the youngest person arrested was 11yrs old!) 99 people have been charged. 1 man has died (26 year old man was shot) and 14 civilians are reporting being injured (just reported! so that does not even take into account those who are not heading into the hospitals and are actually injured) and 44 police officers are reported to have been injured. The numbers also show the fact that on August 8th (Monday) 6,000 police officers were on duty in the rioting areas, and then on August 9th (Tuesday) that number grew to a total of 16,000 officers on duty. Another staggering increase in numbers over the last few days include the number of calls made to the London Fire Brigade (2,169 on Monday) and to the London Metropolitan Police Service (20,800 on Monday). [Check out the article I got these numbers from here]
Now when I was taking a psychology class in CEGEP, I learned about Mob Mentality, and I have to believe that it is one of the core reasons behind what is happening in London right now. If a group of people are doing something, whether it is good or bad, more people will join in to feel that sense of community. So, much like the riots in Montreal during the NHL playoff season, people are going to join in on the action if they see several people doing something. So let's say people start throwing trash cans into store windows and then looting that store. Well chances are good that other people are going to see this happen and then either join in on the looting of that store, or they will start in on another store. Now it may be true that you will find a few people who are able to maintain their full faculties and realize the fact that what is happening is wrong and will not join in, but the majority of people will join in regardless of their morals or ideals. Obviously the whole Monkey see Monkey do concept applies here as well.
I feel terribly sorry for everyone in London right now that are being effected, and hope that the police are able to get everything under control fast before the violence escalated any further.
What can we do? Honestly, I do not believe that there is much that we can do right at this moment in time. Unless you happen to live in the London area and are willing to help at a call center to help with the overflow of emergency calls that are being received, or work as a police officer or military officer and can help in that way. Or maybe you're a doctor or nurse and wish to help with the injured officers and civilians. However, when the rioting does end, I believe that any support the rest of us can send to London will be greatly appreciated. What do I mean? Well the civilians and business owners are going to need help cleaning up not only their streets but also their homes and businesses of all the trash and destruction that happened. This will mean that cleaning crews will be needed, as well as construction crews as well. The London hospitals might need help as well after all is over. And then again money might also be helpful because of all the repairs and cleaning that must be done afterwards. I do not believe, however I could be wrong, that the British government will pay for the damage done to the homes and businesses. And I do not believe that many insurance companies offer coverage for damages caused by riots. With the economy the way it is, the fact that these businesses are going to need cleanup, repairs and restocking, might just end up closing a lot of those businesses.
Until the time we are needed to help our neighbours from across the pond, the only thing we can do is show our support and pray that they come out of this dark time without further causalities and damage. We can also educate ourselves and our children so that the same thing does not happen in our towns and cities.
My thoughts and prayers are with the citizens of London in this their time of need.
Peace, Love and Happiness to all ♥
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Monday, August 8, 2011
Now for Something a Little Different
It's Monday!
Okay, honestly, I am not as excited about the fact that today was Monday as an exclamation mark usually implies. Just think of that exclamation mark as if it is only a half exclamation mark. I'm happy that it's Monday because that means a new week has started and Dad's back at work and out of my hair. But I'm not happy that it is Monday because that means that it is the start of another week where I am jobless and still waiting to hear back from the companies that I applied to. Oh and I actually applied to a few more companies and positions, so fingers crossed that something actually pans out for me!
As promised, I've been considering trying a little something different from what I usually write about. Meaning that I'm actually going to stop moaning and groaning about the goings on in my life and focus on something else. And that, at least for me, means deciding on a Hunk of the Week. :)
For me, and for this week especially, that Hunk could be no one other than the incredibly hott Model, Actor, Producer, Philanthropist, and the 2011 Choice TV Actor in a Fantasy/Sci-Fi show at last night's Teen Choice Awards. Yup yup! I'm talking about none other than Louisiana native,
Ian Somerhalder!!!!
This man is simply amazing! I mean not only is he incredibly gorgeous to look at (well honestly, who merely looks at the man. It's more like he is incredibly gorgeous to stare and attempt not to drool at), but he is also a great actor, who has an almost magical way of drawing an audience in and making them care about a character even though said character might be incredibly devious and full of ulterior motives. He even makes being a brooding, dark, dangerous and emotional undead vampire seem even more compelling than they normally are. :) All in all, I have to say that this man, just with his acting abilities alone is an exceptional choice for my first choice of Hunk of the Week.
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| But it gets even better when he takes his shirt off :-P |
Not only is he a fantastic actor, but as a person he is even better! He is actually using his fame and celebrity status as a way to get people involved in helping those around them and the world around them. Not only was he one of the first actors to go down and help with the oil spill cleanup back in 2010. He also posted and filmed PSA's and was constantly tweeting and asking his fans and fellow human beings to get involved in any way, shape or form that they could.
This summer, some are deeming Ian Somerhalder as one of the busiest men in Hollywood. In addition to filming his role on the CW's hit tv show The Vampire Diaries (season 3 set to air onSeptember 15th at 8pm ET, followed by another L.J. Smith book series turned Drama The Secret Circle.) But he has also started the Ian Somerhalder Foundation, (which is a conservation foundation whose mission is to empower, educate and collaborate with people and projects in order to positively impact the planet and the creatures who inhabit it.), filmed a series for Planet Green's Blue August (A week-long series the explores the wonders of the ocean and aquatic life. Hosted on air and online by Ian Somerhalder, and premiering August 21st). He also spoke in front of Congress urging them to fund wildlife conservation, and he later urged his twitter followers to contact congress and express their own desires for wildlife conservation funding.
All this and he still somehow managed to lose to Justin Bieber as Choice Male Hottie, and R.Patz as Choice Vampire.....
Geez What is the world coming to if the current generation of Teens do not recognize Ian Somerhalder as the simply amazing and influential hottie that he is! :-D
Sneak Peak: I'm currently working on posting something tomorrow about the terrible riots currently happening in London and the surrounding areas. I was greatly troubled to hear about the riots, currently on their third day, especially since there are a lot of innocent bystanders being effected by these riots. My prayers and love goes out to them all!
Peace, Love and Happiness to all! ♥
Thursday, August 4, 2011
I should really stop watching reality television shows.
Everyone knows how squeamish I get around people who over react and are uber emotional for no good reason. Well apparently every single over emotional person on the planet has decided to sign up as competitors on reality tv shows this summer. Every reality tv show I seem to watch this summer (Food's Next Food Network Star, Fox's Hell's Kitchen, CBS's Big Brother, and Bravo's Top Chef - Just Desserts) seems to have a crier in the cast. And guess what? Surprise Surprise! Even after weeks of being on tv, the criers are still on the cast, even though they drive me INSANE!!!!!!
I guess it's true. The world doesn't revolve around me. Well at least the world of reality tv doesn't revolve around me.
Every single time someone on tv ends up crying I always remember the classic line from "A League of Their Own". The one Tom Hanks character says when, ummm Madonna's character I think, ends up crying every time he yells at her. "There's no crying in Baseball."
I've been changing that line, to fit my needs, and saying "There's no crying in Reality Tv". But now that I think about it, the original quote works so much better. Because I discover how come "There's no crying in baseball". It is because all the crying has been used up for Reality TV!!!
Oh. My. God.
I'm really tired. And honestly I think that I should just stop watching Reality Tv all together. I'd at least have less to complain about, that's for sure.
That's it for tonight I think. I'm watching Rookie Blue. Which I have to say is A-MAZ-ING!!!! And I am so happy that Andy finally realized how much of a major Ass-hat Luke is. I'm hoping that she opens her eyes even further and jumps (literally) onto Swarek.
Also, I'm thinking of starting something that a whole bunch of blog writers are doing. I know it's cliche, but I'm thinking of writing each Monday on a different hunk. I'm going to aim for one each Monday, but to be honest. I'll be totally happy if I end up with a different one for each month. :)
Peace, Love and Happiness to all :)
I guess it's true. The world doesn't revolve around me. Well at least the world of reality tv doesn't revolve around me.
Every single time someone on tv ends up crying I always remember the classic line from "A League of Their Own". The one Tom Hanks character says when, ummm Madonna's character I think, ends up crying every time he yells at her. "There's no crying in Baseball."
I've been changing that line, to fit my needs, and saying "There's no crying in Reality Tv". But now that I think about it, the original quote works so much better. Because I discover how come "There's no crying in baseball". It is because all the crying has been used up for Reality TV!!!
Oh. My. God.
I'm really tired. And honestly I think that I should just stop watching Reality Tv all together. I'd at least have less to complain about, that's for sure.
That's it for tonight I think. I'm watching Rookie Blue. Which I have to say is A-MAZ-ING!!!! And I am so happy that Andy finally realized how much of a major Ass-hat Luke is. I'm hoping that she opens her eyes even further and jumps (literally) onto Swarek.
Also, I'm thinking of starting something that a whole bunch of blog writers are doing. I know it's cliche, but I'm thinking of writing each Monday on a different hunk. I'm going to aim for one each Monday, but to be honest. I'll be totally happy if I end up with a different one for each month. :)
Peace, Love and Happiness to all :)
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Just a quick update
Salut fellow Bloggers and Blog enthusiasts
I don't have much time to write tonight, but I just want to update everyone on the job hunt and degree front. So that is exactly what I'm going to do, and I promise that within the next few days I will definitely post some in-depth stuff on what's been going on within my head and some topics that have been bugging me. Let's say that you can look forward to some major discussions on current affairs as well some discussions on current reality tv going ons. Because we all know how much of a sucker I am for some good reality tv, and lately it's difficult to actually find some on.
Okay, so I've received a call back from one of the jobs I applied for, but I wasn't home so the human resource woman left a message with my father to have me call her back as soon as to discuss matters. This happened last Wednesday, July 27th. I called back within an hour (Dad had Manda call me right away and gave me the deets) and got the answering machine. Made sense because it was close to 5pm, so I left a message giving a phone number where she could reach me and awaited a call back. Next morning, Mom suggested I call again around 10:30, so I did and same stick. Answering machine, left a message, and wait. Friday I called back, but this time I forgo leaving a message, figuring that two is more than enough. Spent the weekend fretting over the whole ordeal, but tried to get it out of my mind and looked hopeful to the beginning of the week. Such a bad idea, because Monday equaled no word either, and no answer on her phone. That brings us to today. Same thing. But I left a message again, giving my number and stating the fact that I am looking forward to hearing back from her and detailing how and when she can reach me. I am really excited about this company and am really hoping she calls me back because this is exactly the kind of job I'm looking for. I don't want to go into details because I don't really want to chance jinxing anything but it's right up my alley. :)
Now as for my degree, I received an email from the school, stating that I could apply (late) for the November Graduation, that I have all the required credits. Only problem is I either have to drop my minor OR take another Classics course in the Fall semester. So I'm going downtown sometime in the next month or so, (need to make sure the Classics office is open) and request my minor to be dropped. I'm really sad about this, but am not feeling too down because of it. I loved having Classics courses and would adore to have it listed as my minor BUT I really can't afford to take another course and would much rather just drop my minor. Having it listed on my diploma does not really benefit me in the long run anyway especially since I just want to write for a living. I could always just bring up the fact in an interview that I have a strong background in Classics and am one credit away from having it as my minor. I'll have to ask if I can eventually take the course and have it added at a later time.
That's it for today. Night guys!
Peace, Love and Happiness to all!
I don't have much time to write tonight, but I just want to update everyone on the job hunt and degree front. So that is exactly what I'm going to do, and I promise that within the next few days I will definitely post some in-depth stuff on what's been going on within my head and some topics that have been bugging me. Let's say that you can look forward to some major discussions on current affairs as well some discussions on current reality tv going ons. Because we all know how much of a sucker I am for some good reality tv, and lately it's difficult to actually find some on.
Okay, so I've received a call back from one of the jobs I applied for, but I wasn't home so the human resource woman left a message with my father to have me call her back as soon as to discuss matters. This happened last Wednesday, July 27th. I called back within an hour (Dad had Manda call me right away and gave me the deets) and got the answering machine. Made sense because it was close to 5pm, so I left a message giving a phone number where she could reach me and awaited a call back. Next morning, Mom suggested I call again around 10:30, so I did and same stick. Answering machine, left a message, and wait. Friday I called back, but this time I forgo leaving a message, figuring that two is more than enough. Spent the weekend fretting over the whole ordeal, but tried to get it out of my mind and looked hopeful to the beginning of the week. Such a bad idea, because Monday equaled no word either, and no answer on her phone. That brings us to today. Same thing. But I left a message again, giving my number and stating the fact that I am looking forward to hearing back from her and detailing how and when she can reach me. I am really excited about this company and am really hoping she calls me back because this is exactly the kind of job I'm looking for. I don't want to go into details because I don't really want to chance jinxing anything but it's right up my alley. :)
Now as for my degree, I received an email from the school, stating that I could apply (late) for the November Graduation, that I have all the required credits. Only problem is I either have to drop my minor OR take another Classics course in the Fall semester. So I'm going downtown sometime in the next month or so, (need to make sure the Classics office is open) and request my minor to be dropped. I'm really sad about this, but am not feeling too down because of it. I loved having Classics courses and would adore to have it listed as my minor BUT I really can't afford to take another course and would much rather just drop my minor. Having it listed on my diploma does not really benefit me in the long run anyway especially since I just want to write for a living. I could always just bring up the fact in an interview that I have a strong background in Classics and am one credit away from having it as my minor. I'll have to ask if I can eventually take the course and have it added at a later time.
That's it for today. Night guys!
Peace, Love and Happiness to all!
Thursday, July 21, 2011
A Torturous Reality - Applying for Jobs
There comes a time in every person's life where they have to grab life by the horns and take charge of the way their life is headed. For many, especially for University Grads like myself, this means actually applying for jobs in their field of study. Then again for some, okay so maybe for most, there are no openings in their field and they are therefore forced to apply for basically anything. I am currently faced with having to go through this torturous activity and it is not only causing me to re-assess my life and career goals, it is also incredibly discouraging!
As you may or may not know, I have recently received all of my credits in order to receive my B.A in English Literature and Classical Civilizations from Concordia University, and am currently a few payments and reviewing processes away from receiving said degree. And for the past couple of weeks, okay so for the past couple of months, I have been in major denial over the whole thing and have been continuously postponing the whole job application process. This evening, however, I reached my boiling point and decided, with the help of my best friend, to write up my CV and start searching/applying for jobs online.
The process of creating a CV (a resume) is incredibly daunting. Especially for someone with literally no paying job experience! Instead I had to write about all of my volunteer work that I did on summer and Holiday breaks during College and University, and the work I did in the clubs during College. So basically my CV is incredibly short and consists of the fact that I am a hard worker, fast learner, semi-bilingual, and have volunteered as a Kindergarten Teacher's Assistant, Elementary School English Exam invigilator and correcter, helped Special Needs students with Video/Audio projects, and was a club secretary in charge of meeting minutes, membership, and event planning and organization. Oh and of course, as a Summer tutor in multiple subject.
So all in all, my CV basically screams the fact that I have been accomplishing nothing in terms of my career in writing and editing, and have in fact been helping my immediate world learn the read and write better English. Hopefully this fact is something that will interest my future employers because it is all the experience I have! I am so incredibly discouraged by how I've been living my life until now. I mean, I have no job experience that actually counts, and the list of references that I will supply upon demand should theoretically consist of the principal and teachers of the elementary school I volunteered at and the people I tutored during the summer. Well I have no idea how to get into contact with said teachers and principal anymore, since I strongly believe that they have either retired or changed schools. So no go there. And the people I tutored, were my cousins, and I was actually a stay at home Nanny and tutor. So that volunteer work was for my Aunt. Who I know would be willing to be a reference for me, but I mean she's my aunt, and does that really count?
The next process on this tumultuous ride was actually searching for an English Writing job in the Montreal Area. Anyone who knows Montreal, knows that, despite being a multicultural city, it is predominantly a French province with tons of job opportunities for those who are exceptionally fluent in French. I am, despite growing up in the Montreal area, am predominantly English with a moderate level of French knowledge. Basically what I mean is that I can read and understand written French with little problems, I can fumble my way through a French conversation, and with the help of a French dictionary or Translator I can write in French with little problems. But my abilities in French is NO WHERE near the kind of experience one needs to survive in the job world of Montreal.
Over the last couple of weeks, I've been periodically scanning the job postings on several websites (Craigslist, Monster, Careerjet, Jobs Montreal etc) and have noticed that most of the jobs in my area are requiring their potential employees to be fluently bilingual and have prior experience. I have neither.
Luckily, this evening I found some great postings for experienced and semi experienced English writers in the Montreal area. And all I needed to do was to email in my CV along with some sample writing pieces for them to look at. Of course, being an avid writer and English Lit Major I had a tremendous difficulty finding suitable pieces to send in. (Mostly because I am probably my own worst critic, as well as the fact that the piece I am the most proud of is a work in progress that I hope to get published one day and don't really want others to see and potentially steal). But I was able to chose three or four pieces that I've written and am happy about and submitted 3 applications this evening.
YAY ME! lol
I am incredibly worried now. I have no idea if I will be getting a call back from any of these companies, and if they do call back what I'll do, what'll happen etc. And if they don't call back? What then?
O.M.G. I'm so nervous!!!!
Nope, scratch that whole thing. I am an incredibly positive person, and as such I strongly believe that they will all want to hire me because I am ultra fab and perfect for their companies. ;)
That, however, is not going to stop me from applying at more positions tomorrow and the days following until I have applied everywhere I possibly can and have officially accepted the job of my dreams! or at least the job that'll best help me pursue those dreams.
I think that's it for tonight. I basically just wanted to express how torturous the whole application and searching process is and how troubled I've become because of it. If you have any tips on how to make this process any easier on myself, or if you have any tips, advice or information about the Montreal job Market. I will really appreciate all the help I can get!
Peace, Love and Happiness to all!
As you may or may not know, I have recently received all of my credits in order to receive my B.A in English Literature and Classical Civilizations from Concordia University, and am currently a few payments and reviewing processes away from receiving said degree. And for the past couple of weeks, okay so for the past couple of months, I have been in major denial over the whole thing and have been continuously postponing the whole job application process. This evening, however, I reached my boiling point and decided, with the help of my best friend, to write up my CV and start searching/applying for jobs online.
The process of creating a CV (a resume) is incredibly daunting. Especially for someone with literally no paying job experience! Instead I had to write about all of my volunteer work that I did on summer and Holiday breaks during College and University, and the work I did in the clubs during College. So basically my CV is incredibly short and consists of the fact that I am a hard worker, fast learner, semi-bilingual, and have volunteered as a Kindergarten Teacher's Assistant, Elementary School English Exam invigilator and correcter, helped Special Needs students with Video/Audio projects, and was a club secretary in charge of meeting minutes, membership, and event planning and organization. Oh and of course, as a Summer tutor in multiple subject.
So all in all, my CV basically screams the fact that I have been accomplishing nothing in terms of my career in writing and editing, and have in fact been helping my immediate world learn the read and write better English. Hopefully this fact is something that will interest my future employers because it is all the experience I have! I am so incredibly discouraged by how I've been living my life until now. I mean, I have no job experience that actually counts, and the list of references that I will supply upon demand should theoretically consist of the principal and teachers of the elementary school I volunteered at and the people I tutored during the summer. Well I have no idea how to get into contact with said teachers and principal anymore, since I strongly believe that they have either retired or changed schools. So no go there. And the people I tutored, were my cousins, and I was actually a stay at home Nanny and tutor. So that volunteer work was for my Aunt. Who I know would be willing to be a reference for me, but I mean she's my aunt, and does that really count?
The next process on this tumultuous ride was actually searching for an English Writing job in the Montreal Area. Anyone who knows Montreal, knows that, despite being a multicultural city, it is predominantly a French province with tons of job opportunities for those who are exceptionally fluent in French. I am, despite growing up in the Montreal area, am predominantly English with a moderate level of French knowledge. Basically what I mean is that I can read and understand written French with little problems, I can fumble my way through a French conversation, and with the help of a French dictionary or Translator I can write in French with little problems. But my abilities in French is NO WHERE near the kind of experience one needs to survive in the job world of Montreal.
Over the last couple of weeks, I've been periodically scanning the job postings on several websites (Craigslist, Monster, Careerjet, Jobs Montreal etc) and have noticed that most of the jobs in my area are requiring their potential employees to be fluently bilingual and have prior experience. I have neither.
Luckily, this evening I found some great postings for experienced and semi experienced English writers in the Montreal area. And all I needed to do was to email in my CV along with some sample writing pieces for them to look at. Of course, being an avid writer and English Lit Major I had a tremendous difficulty finding suitable pieces to send in. (Mostly because I am probably my own worst critic, as well as the fact that the piece I am the most proud of is a work in progress that I hope to get published one day and don't really want others to see and potentially steal). But I was able to chose three or four pieces that I've written and am happy about and submitted 3 applications this evening.
YAY ME! lol
I am incredibly worried now. I have no idea if I will be getting a call back from any of these companies, and if they do call back what I'll do, what'll happen etc. And if they don't call back? What then?
O.M.G. I'm so nervous!!!!
Nope, scratch that whole thing. I am an incredibly positive person, and as such I strongly believe that they will all want to hire me because I am ultra fab and perfect for their companies. ;)
That, however, is not going to stop me from applying at more positions tomorrow and the days following until I have applied everywhere I possibly can and have officially accepted the job of my dreams! or at least the job that'll best help me pursue those dreams.
I think that's it for tonight. I basically just wanted to express how torturous the whole application and searching process is and how troubled I've become because of it. If you have any tips on how to make this process any easier on myself, or if you have any tips, advice or information about the Montreal job Market. I will really appreciate all the help I can get!
Peace, Love and Happiness to all!
Saturday, July 9, 2011
The Important Things In Life
With so much negative energies floating around in the world today it is incredibly important to set aside those times when you just get it all out and forget about it all. Spend a few hours or even days, if you can spare the time, and just get out of your head and embrace the positive side of the world and, not to sound corny or too much like a Disney Movie, but ♫ Forget about your troubles and your strife ♫ lol
Tonight was one of those nights for me. I've been, obviously, so caught up on the negative side of things that tonight I welcomed the time out. My best Girlie called me up around 8pm tonight and asked if I wanted to chill with her and I thought, What a fantastic idea. I always have a great time with her. We usually spend the time discussing our favourite Romance novels, movies, television shows, or simply chat about life or how insane we both are. All in all Good times are had by all when we're together. Although a lot of our guy friends end up needing copious amounts of alcohol to deal with us together, because things tend to get really crazy!
So we decide to hit up the local DQ because we both are hot and dying for some ice cream. Okay, so I'm dying for some ice cream, and she (being lactose intolerant) is dying for some Rae time lol. Right so since my cell is on the fritz, we agree to meet up halfway between our houses and then walk to the DQ, which is right across the street from her place. Well an hour later, after showers and getting ready, she phones my place and tells me that her bf will be joining us and he's decided to drive and pick me up instead of walking. Cool with me because it's kinda dark out already and the Father is already starting to drive me nutzoid about me being a girl and walking outside alone after dark. As if we live in a bad neighbourhood or something. geez! lol anyway. So five minutes later I'm in the back of her car and on the way to DQ :)
During the ten minute drive I catch her up on all my drama, to which she delivers a huge "Told you so", which I gracefully accept. And then it's on to our normal discussions of books, tv, daily life etc. Get to DQ and I order a Large Xtreme Chocolate Blizzard with Reese Chunks added, two spoons and her bf gets a soft vanilla cone dipped in chocolate. We grab a booth and begin out two plus hours of just chillaxing, eating ice cream and talking about everything and anything.
I honestly cannot remember the last time when I have ever laughed so much or so hard in such a short time frame! I had a blast! and totally forgot about everything negative. Only positive vibes were getting through to us and it was incredibly fun! I really enjoy those times when you just kick back and bust a gut laughing about anything and everything. And one of the most important things to laugh about is......Yourself.
Tonight was one of those nights for me. I've been, obviously, so caught up on the negative side of things that tonight I welcomed the time out. My best Girlie called me up around 8pm tonight and asked if I wanted to chill with her and I thought, What a fantastic idea. I always have a great time with her. We usually spend the time discussing our favourite Romance novels, movies, television shows, or simply chat about life or how insane we both are. All in all Good times are had by all when we're together. Although a lot of our guy friends end up needing copious amounts of alcohol to deal with us together, because things tend to get really crazy!
So we decide to hit up the local DQ because we both are hot and dying for some ice cream. Okay, so I'm dying for some ice cream, and she (being lactose intolerant) is dying for some Rae time lol. Right so since my cell is on the fritz, we agree to meet up halfway between our houses and then walk to the DQ, which is right across the street from her place. Well an hour later, after showers and getting ready, she phones my place and tells me that her bf will be joining us and he's decided to drive and pick me up instead of walking. Cool with me because it's kinda dark out already and the Father is already starting to drive me nutzoid about me being a girl and walking outside alone after dark. As if we live in a bad neighbourhood or something. geez! lol anyway. So five minutes later I'm in the back of her car and on the way to DQ :)
During the ten minute drive I catch her up on all my drama, to which she delivers a huge "Told you so", which I gracefully accept. And then it's on to our normal discussions of books, tv, daily life etc. Get to DQ and I order a Large Xtreme Chocolate Blizzard with Reese Chunks added, two spoons and her bf gets a soft vanilla cone dipped in chocolate. We grab a booth and begin out two plus hours of just chillaxing, eating ice cream and talking about everything and anything.
I honestly cannot remember the last time when I have ever laughed so much or so hard in such a short time frame! I had a blast! and totally forgot about everything negative. Only positive vibes were getting through to us and it was incredibly fun! I really enjoy those times when you just kick back and bust a gut laughing about anything and everything. And one of the most important things to laugh about is......Yourself.
All three of us laughed so much about ourselves. Okay so maybe it was just laughing about me and her. (her bf is really kinda shy and quiet.... kinda weirds me out when people are quiet actually) But I realized another truth about myself that people don't really know unless they are close to me........
I cannot seem to breathe and think at the same time.......
HAHA.....
Incredibly funny right! But it is Sooooo True!!!!
When I'm really concentrating on something, I just stop breathing. I have no idea why but it really happens. And there are times when my brain completely just shuts off and I go completely blank, truly thinking of nothing at all except Inhale. Exhale. ...... Or Breathe In. Breathe Out. .............So embarrassing but I laughed so much because of this!
I truly believe that it is important to laugh about yourself and the stupid things you do or say because then it doesn't hurt so much when someone else does it to spite you. It won't hurt if you make a joke out of it. And that is totally what I did:
A blonde walks into the hairdresser with headphones on. She asks the woman working there for a haircut. The blonde sits down in the chair. The woman takes the blonde's headphones off and cuts her hair. At the end, the woman asks how she likes her hair but, to her surprise the blonde is dead! The woman picks up the headphones and listens. She hears: " Breathe in...breathe out...breathe in...breathe out. "
lol The general consensus was that I am totally like that blonde! Well that and that I have a guy brain. I can either think of absolutely nothing at all. OR I can think of like fifty different things at the same time. And if someone were to ask me what I was thinking about Or What was on my mind, my response would have to be "Nothing " because it is just easier that way instead of explaining everything. Also if I were to respond with "a whole bunch of things " that would open up specific questions about what kind of things and that would just be too annoying to go through the list and answer it all... SO Nothing is a much better answer lol
Yeah so all in all a Tres fab night, Good times were had by all. And we're going to hang out again possibly on Sunday and most definitely next week! More than likely to laugh out loud tons about anything and everything!
Peace, Love and Happiness to All! And remember to smile and Laugh!
Friday, July 8, 2011
10 Things No One Knows About Me
When I originally started out this blog, I wanted to use it as a means of clearing my head like one would clean out their closet or bedroom, in order to make room for new and interesting things, like the rest of my novel to come to me in some way so that I could finally complete it. So far, this hasn't really happened. However I have been able to add another ten or so pages so I guess it isn't all bad. :-)
A few days ago I posted something incredibly personal, because it was on my mind and bothering me, and hoped that the fact I was addressing and attempting to come to terms with a problem I have, it would stop playing such an important part of my everyday life. Unfortunately, it has just come to haunt me over the last few days and emphasize the truth in my declaration. Now I know that this and the last few post make me seem all negative, down, depressed or whatever, but really I'm not. I'm just a tad upset as of late and am hoping for the positive to come back into my life. Things ARE starting to turn around for me, but I've realized some betrayals as of the last two or three days and they have been really bothering me, especially today. So before I go on with the top ten list that I have planned, I just want to catch ya'll up on the drama, so please just bear with me
Remember the guy I was texting back in April? Well I haven't spoken to him in over two weeks, and haven't texted with him since my birthday weekend, so umm June 18th or so. I was totally crushing on him, and not just "Wow he's hott!" Nah I mean the whole kit and kabootle. I'd have steamy dreams about him and the future and all that jazz. Even though I knew I wouldn't do anything about those feelings, it was just nice to have them and have someone to flirt with...... Such a bad idea...... Not only do I find out from my best friend a week later (when she went camping with my sister and a whole bunch of their friends) that he's been texting SEVERAL seventeen and younger girls, I find out that one of them was MY underage sister. I knew, because I'm not a complete idiot, that the two of them had been texting, talking and hanging out, but I trusted my sister because she knew, actually better than I did, how I felt. I also figured that she'd tell me. Nope, she finally admitted to it this afternoon, over a private facebook message, the whole thing, believing that I had no idea what was happening. The only reason she told me about it, was because she found out he's apparently back with his ex and she's kinda falling for his charm.....
Am I hurt? Kinda, yeah. Not devastated or anything like that. I've realized that I'm not even mad at my sister, just hurt that she didn't trust me or respect me enough to tell me right away and to my face. I'm also angry at myself that I would fall so easily for a douche hat like that who obviously enjoys playing with girls minds as a means of stroking his own ego and making himself feel better. Thank the gods above that it never went any farther than texting between me and him, and I pray to those same gods that my sister had enough brains inside her head to keep it platonic too.
Okay, so rant over. I'm over it all now and more importantly I'm over him. (My bestie will be so happy when I tell her lol. She's been trying to get me to focus on someone else since April. Mission accomplished. Finally lol)
Now onto the main topic of the day. Getting to know me better. :)
As a future award winning author ;) and someone who values open and honest relationships. I feel it is important that my life is like an open book. I admit, that some things should be kept private and behind closed doors. But I believe that if you're open and honest, no one can hurt you and throw things back into your face. For instance if I were currently an award winning author and pseudo-celebrity (because obviously my novels and series will have to be made into movies and television series) : P I would not want the tabloids or press to try and kibosh me with anything that happened in my past or something that happened in my life. If my life is an open book, that wouldn't happen without me first admitting to it. Thus avoiding the cause for any kind of scandals and losing the faith of my fans, family and friends.
So without further ado, 10 Things No One Knows About Me
2. I am a complete and total sci fi, fantasy and superhero geek. I have read as many DC and Marvel comics (The ones about the X-Men are my faves) as I can lay my hands on (most of them, if not all of them, bought by my father when he was growing up). I have read tons of DragonLance books as a teenager, as well as tons of other fantasy novels. And I grew up on Star Trek (complete TGN fanatic!), Star Wars (Love me the original trio), and Doctor Who :) (David Tennant ftw!)
3. I love to bake, and have loved it since I started baking when I was ten. I can successfully make tons of different kinds of cookies, cakes, breads, muffins, cupcakes, cobblers, pies etc. You name it and I can more than likely bake it. I actually wanted to be a pastry chef when I was in high school and cegep. But found out when I graduated from high school that I needed to be eighteen to get into the chef school in Montreal (I was only sixteen when I was applying to graduate) and that the only pastry schools in the area were either French or in Ontario. So due to the fact that I was apprehensive about leaving the Fam., and the fact that I am so not confident in my French to undertake such a commitment as going to school and learning in French, I decided not to. Even though I no longer want to be a professional pastry chef, does not mean that I would not like to at least attend a pastry school and learn the trade. Who knows, if the publishing world ever falls apart, at least then I'd be able to fall back on my love of all things ooey gooey and delicious : D
4. I cannot live without books. I have to have a book on me at all times, and if a purse is not big enough to hold a book, I do not buy it. Books are my life and I'd go completely psycho witch crazy without them. As of late. Okay fine, as of the last four years, I have been on a strict diet of Romance novels with a heavy dose of Paranormal added ; ) With authors like J.R. Ward, Anya Bast, Rhyannon Byrd and Sherrilyn Kenyon gracing my bookshelves as well as tons of others. I just LOVE them! There is just something about a strong cast of characters and a good story that puts me in a good mood and makes me unable to tear myself away from a book. The added sex scenes are definitely a plus but not the only reason to read a Romance novel. They are not all mushy and trashy. Yes, there are dirty and unrealistic scenarios in a lot of the books, with the whole caveman attitude seem hot and desirable, but the heroines of a lot of these novels are also, in most cases, head strong and determined types of the every day career woman. I started off reading Historical Romance novels set in the Highlands of Scotland, and while I will never turn down the chance of reading about a brawny Scotsman with warbraids and a Kilt, there is just something about the Paranormal world of vampires, weres, shapeshifters and Fae that really takes a girl out of her reality and puts her somewhere incredible :)
5. I have a huge thing for guys with Blue eyes. I used to go for the whole tall blonde and handsome thing, but I've realized that it really doesn't matter if the guy is tall or short, blonde or brown, muscular or skinny, etc. Just as long as he has blue eyes, I am one happy woman. I don't really understand it myself, but blues eyes just have this power over me that make my brain stop working and my knees get weak. It's really embarrassing actually. And while I adore Green eyes, there is just something about guys with blue eyes that makes me just sit up and purr. Not literally but you get it.
6. I am a true Gemini, in like every sense of the world. I have at least two personalities and more than likely more. But I am not two faced. I will tell it like it is to anyone and everyone whether they like it or not. I am both brutally honest and outgoing, and shy and recluse at the same time. Or, more technically, at different times. I don't like having these two different personalities, and cannot control either of them very well. One minute I can be this carefree and vibrant person and then in the next moment I become all closed off, shy and defenseless person who cowers at every possible moment. It is ridiculous. Pure and Simple. But C'est la Vie. and I've learned to semi-deal with it.
7. I love Broadway Musicals. I think this stems from my love and admiration of The Wizard of Oz. But ever since high school I've loved musicals. I have seen Cats preformed live two or three times, and have watched the television performance on PBS, my VHS and DVD tons of times. (I love Victoria, the pure White Cat) I have also watched Rent, Chicago, Jesus Christ Superstar, and The Rocky Horror Picture Show on TV and DVD. I have listened to Ragtime, Phantom of the Opera, Les Miserables, Evita, The Producers and almost everything that Andrew Lloyd Weber had a hand in creating. And I love television shows like Glee that emphasis the importance of Music and musicals in everyday life. I have yet, unfortunately, gotten to actually go to Broadway and watch a Musical be performed there, opting instead to watch Cats be performed at Place des arts here in Mtl. But I dream of going to NYC and watching Wicked and many other musicals one day in the not so far off future :)
8. My favourite actor is Adam Sandler. I know it sounds crazy, but I really enjoy watching him in movies. I have actually seen something like 80% of all the movies he has acted in. With 50 First Dates (co-starring Drew Barrymore and Sean Astin) being my all time fave. But I also just watched his movie with Jennifer Aniston, Just Go With It, and that was simply amazing. And it was actually through that movie that I realized that I actually seek out and enjoy anything to do with Adam Sandler. He not only makes me laugh a whole bunch, but I also love the happy endings, and romance that he brings to his comedy films. I also love how he is able to work with just about anyone and make the relationship believable and chemistry shine. I am totally looking forward to watching Zookeeper that is coming out soon, if it isn't already, in which Sandler voices the character of a Monkey. And his up coming movie (out June 15th 2012) called "I Hate You, Dad " in which he stars alongside Leighton Meester, and Susan Surandon, with Milo Ventimiglia, Andy Samberg, Ian Ziering and Vanilla Ice also included in the cast.
9. I still, to this day, sleep with a teddy bear. Actually, I have to sleep with two Doodle bears. One I got when I was twelve from my God-father, who I named DJ. And the other I stole from my sister, who was throwing it out anyway, which my cousins named Mr. Bear. If I do not have them to cuddle with, I go stir crazy and cannot sleep. Which I realize may seem childish and a bit obsessive, but I can't help it. I also understand that when I get to the point in my life where I have to start sharing my bed with a significant other, my whole obsession with the bears may cause problems, but my answer to that is, I'll hit that bridge when I come to it and not before lol
And Finally
10. Blood, guts, gore etc. makes me hungry. While most people turn away from the television or movie screen whenever something bloody or gory comes to the foreground, and I will admit I am a tad bit squeamish myself at times, I usually just get a craving for food. Usually a hamburger or even just chips. I usually try to deny these cravings but every once and awhile I give in. This fact baffles my family, because I am able to sit through shows like CSI, True Blood, Criminal Minds and Bones, as well as doctor shows like Grey's Anatomy, where blood is a everyday occurrence, and the standing rule is more guts more blood, more brutality equals higher ratings. I am able to sit through all of that, where any normal person will want to lose their lunch, and here I am hungry or even eating. I also, this past winter semester, sat through a two hour lecture on cannibalism and ritual blood sacrificing in the Greek Bronze Age, eating an apple during the lecture, and had to go over to McDo's after the class to grab a Cheese burger after the lecture. Dad says that I'm a sick individual, I just say that I've been desensitized to all things blood guts and gore and just associate it all with food.
A few days ago I posted something incredibly personal, because it was on my mind and bothering me, and hoped that the fact I was addressing and attempting to come to terms with a problem I have, it would stop playing such an important part of my everyday life. Unfortunately, it has just come to haunt me over the last few days and emphasize the truth in my declaration. Now I know that this and the last few post make me seem all negative, down, depressed or whatever, but really I'm not. I'm just a tad upset as of late and am hoping for the positive to come back into my life. Things ARE starting to turn around for me, but I've realized some betrayals as of the last two or three days and they have been really bothering me, especially today. So before I go on with the top ten list that I have planned, I just want to catch ya'll up on the drama, so please just bear with me
Remember the guy I was texting back in April? Well I haven't spoken to him in over two weeks, and haven't texted with him since my birthday weekend, so umm June 18th or so. I was totally crushing on him, and not just "Wow he's hott!" Nah I mean the whole kit and kabootle. I'd have steamy dreams about him and the future and all that jazz. Even though I knew I wouldn't do anything about those feelings, it was just nice to have them and have someone to flirt with...... Such a bad idea...... Not only do I find out from my best friend a week later (when she went camping with my sister and a whole bunch of their friends) that he's been texting SEVERAL seventeen and younger girls, I find out that one of them was MY underage sister. I knew, because I'm not a complete idiot, that the two of them had been texting, talking and hanging out, but I trusted my sister because she knew, actually better than I did, how I felt. I also figured that she'd tell me. Nope, she finally admitted to it this afternoon, over a private facebook message, the whole thing, believing that I had no idea what was happening. The only reason she told me about it, was because she found out he's apparently back with his ex and she's kinda falling for his charm.....
Am I hurt? Kinda, yeah. Not devastated or anything like that. I've realized that I'm not even mad at my sister, just hurt that she didn't trust me or respect me enough to tell me right away and to my face. I'm also angry at myself that I would fall so easily for a douche hat like that who obviously enjoys playing with girls minds as a means of stroking his own ego and making himself feel better. Thank the gods above that it never went any farther than texting between me and him, and I pray to those same gods that my sister had enough brains inside her head to keep it platonic too.
Okay, so rant over. I'm over it all now and more importantly I'm over him. (My bestie will be so happy when I tell her lol. She's been trying to get me to focus on someone else since April. Mission accomplished. Finally lol)
Now onto the main topic of the day. Getting to know me better. :)
As a future award winning author ;) and someone who values open and honest relationships. I feel it is important that my life is like an open book. I admit, that some things should be kept private and behind closed doors. But I believe that if you're open and honest, no one can hurt you and throw things back into your face. For instance if I were currently an award winning author and pseudo-celebrity (because obviously my novels and series will have to be made into movies and television series) : P I would not want the tabloids or press to try and kibosh me with anything that happened in my past or something that happened in my life. If my life is an open book, that wouldn't happen without me first admitting to it. Thus avoiding the cause for any kind of scandals and losing the faith of my fans, family and friends.
So without further ado, 10 Things No One Knows About Me
1. I simply adore The Wizard of Oz. Both the movie and the book. No, I think adore is not strong enough of a statement. I am enamoured by it. I have enjoyed watching, singing along and reciting all of the lines of the movie since I was a toddler, and actually have watched it so many times that I broke two VHS tapes, and almost melted my DVD. Judy Garland is simply amazing and I totally adore her to pieces because of her role as Dorothy Gale. I also really really want a Cairn Terrier so that I can name it Toto and carry it around in a basket with me where ever I go.
2. I am a complete and total sci fi, fantasy and superhero geek. I have read as many DC and Marvel comics (The ones about the X-Men are my faves) as I can lay my hands on (most of them, if not all of them, bought by my father when he was growing up). I have read tons of DragonLance books as a teenager, as well as tons of other fantasy novels. And I grew up on Star Trek (complete TGN fanatic!), Star Wars (Love me the original trio), and Doctor Who :) (David Tennant ftw!)
3. I love to bake, and have loved it since I started baking when I was ten. I can successfully make tons of different kinds of cookies, cakes, breads, muffins, cupcakes, cobblers, pies etc. You name it and I can more than likely bake it. I actually wanted to be a pastry chef when I was in high school and cegep. But found out when I graduated from high school that I needed to be eighteen to get into the chef school in Montreal (I was only sixteen when I was applying to graduate) and that the only pastry schools in the area were either French or in Ontario. So due to the fact that I was apprehensive about leaving the Fam., and the fact that I am so not confident in my French to undertake such a commitment as going to school and learning in French, I decided not to. Even though I no longer want to be a professional pastry chef, does not mean that I would not like to at least attend a pastry school and learn the trade. Who knows, if the publishing world ever falls apart, at least then I'd be able to fall back on my love of all things ooey gooey and delicious : D
4. I cannot live without books. I have to have a book on me at all times, and if a purse is not big enough to hold a book, I do not buy it. Books are my life and I'd go completely psycho witch crazy without them. As of late. Okay fine, as of the last four years, I have been on a strict diet of Romance novels with a heavy dose of Paranormal added ; ) With authors like J.R. Ward, Anya Bast, Rhyannon Byrd and Sherrilyn Kenyon gracing my bookshelves as well as tons of others. I just LOVE them! There is just something about a strong cast of characters and a good story that puts me in a good mood and makes me unable to tear myself away from a book. The added sex scenes are definitely a plus but not the only reason to read a Romance novel. They are not all mushy and trashy. Yes, there are dirty and unrealistic scenarios in a lot of the books, with the whole caveman attitude seem hot and desirable, but the heroines of a lot of these novels are also, in most cases, head strong and determined types of the every day career woman. I started off reading Historical Romance novels set in the Highlands of Scotland, and while I will never turn down the chance of reading about a brawny Scotsman with warbraids and a Kilt, there is just something about the Paranormal world of vampires, weres, shapeshifters and Fae that really takes a girl out of her reality and puts her somewhere incredible :)
5. I have a huge thing for guys with Blue eyes. I used to go for the whole tall blonde and handsome thing, but I've realized that it really doesn't matter if the guy is tall or short, blonde or brown, muscular or skinny, etc. Just as long as he has blue eyes, I am one happy woman. I don't really understand it myself, but blues eyes just have this power over me that make my brain stop working and my knees get weak. It's really embarrassing actually. And while I adore Green eyes, there is just something about guys with blue eyes that makes me just sit up and purr. Not literally but you get it.
6. I am a true Gemini, in like every sense of the world. I have at least two personalities and more than likely more. But I am not two faced. I will tell it like it is to anyone and everyone whether they like it or not. I am both brutally honest and outgoing, and shy and recluse at the same time. Or, more technically, at different times. I don't like having these two different personalities, and cannot control either of them very well. One minute I can be this carefree and vibrant person and then in the next moment I become all closed off, shy and defenseless person who cowers at every possible moment. It is ridiculous. Pure and Simple. But C'est la Vie. and I've learned to semi-deal with it.
7. I love Broadway Musicals. I think this stems from my love and admiration of The Wizard of Oz. But ever since high school I've loved musicals. I have seen Cats preformed live two or three times, and have watched the television performance on PBS, my VHS and DVD tons of times. (I love Victoria, the pure White Cat) I have also watched Rent, Chicago, Jesus Christ Superstar, and The Rocky Horror Picture Show on TV and DVD. I have listened to Ragtime, Phantom of the Opera, Les Miserables, Evita, The Producers and almost everything that Andrew Lloyd Weber had a hand in creating. And I love television shows like Glee that emphasis the importance of Music and musicals in everyday life. I have yet, unfortunately, gotten to actually go to Broadway and watch a Musical be performed there, opting instead to watch Cats be performed at Place des arts here in Mtl. But I dream of going to NYC and watching Wicked and many other musicals one day in the not so far off future :)
8. My favourite actor is Adam Sandler. I know it sounds crazy, but I really enjoy watching him in movies. I have actually seen something like 80% of all the movies he has acted in. With 50 First Dates (co-starring Drew Barrymore and Sean Astin) being my all time fave. But I also just watched his movie with Jennifer Aniston, Just Go With It, and that was simply amazing. And it was actually through that movie that I realized that I actually seek out and enjoy anything to do with Adam Sandler. He not only makes me laugh a whole bunch, but I also love the happy endings, and romance that he brings to his comedy films. I also love how he is able to work with just about anyone and make the relationship believable and chemistry shine. I am totally looking forward to watching Zookeeper that is coming out soon, if it isn't already, in which Sandler voices the character of a Monkey. And his up coming movie (out June 15th 2012) called "I Hate You, Dad " in which he stars alongside Leighton Meester, and Susan Surandon, with Milo Ventimiglia, Andy Samberg, Ian Ziering and Vanilla Ice also included in the cast.
9. I still, to this day, sleep with a teddy bear. Actually, I have to sleep with two Doodle bears. One I got when I was twelve from my God-father, who I named DJ. And the other I stole from my sister, who was throwing it out anyway, which my cousins named Mr. Bear. If I do not have them to cuddle with, I go stir crazy and cannot sleep. Which I realize may seem childish and a bit obsessive, but I can't help it. I also understand that when I get to the point in my life where I have to start sharing my bed with a significant other, my whole obsession with the bears may cause problems, but my answer to that is, I'll hit that bridge when I come to it and not before lol
And Finally
10. Blood, guts, gore etc. makes me hungry. While most people turn away from the television or movie screen whenever something bloody or gory comes to the foreground, and I will admit I am a tad bit squeamish myself at times, I usually just get a craving for food. Usually a hamburger or even just chips. I usually try to deny these cravings but every once and awhile I give in. This fact baffles my family, because I am able to sit through shows like CSI, True Blood, Criminal Minds and Bones, as well as doctor shows like Grey's Anatomy, where blood is a everyday occurrence, and the standing rule is more guts more blood, more brutality equals higher ratings. I am able to sit through all of that, where any normal person will want to lose their lunch, and here I am hungry or even eating. I also, this past winter semester, sat through a two hour lecture on cannibalism and ritual blood sacrificing in the Greek Bronze Age, eating an apple during the lecture, and had to go over to McDo's after the class to grab a Cheese burger after the lecture. Dad says that I'm a sick individual, I just say that I've been desensitized to all things blood guts and gore and just associate it all with food.
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So there we have it. 10 Things No One, or well actually not many people, Know About Me. I hope you all enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing. I've learned a lot about myself this past week through these posts and some deep internal thinking and monologue-ing. And I would strongly suggest that anyone, and everyone, try to get to know themselves a bit better. Mostly because if you do not know everything about yourself, how can you be honest with those you care about who do want to know all about you.
Wishing you all tons of Peace, Love and Happiness :)
Monday, July 4, 2011
Vulnerability
Lately I've been in a kind of slump. I haven't been feeling myself and have been tremendously worried about everything and anything. But I've come to the decision that none of it really matters at all and I just really have to focus on other things that actually do matter and things I care about. Such as Writing. ;)
Have I ever mentioned how much I adore writing? and reading? Well basically anything that has to do with the written word? I mean seriously, words are so incredibly powerful and meaningful. It is simply amazing that with one simple sentence you can bring a room of people to tears, or have them experience any kind of emotion. To top it all off, one sentence could entice readers to go through different emotions or remember different experiences.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that Words have Power. and you may say one thing and mean it one way but the person reading or even hearing those words may take it a completely different way. which may or may not be a good thing. But it is incredible.
Right now, I'm feeling inspired. I just came down to my room after catching up on the last three episodes of The Glee Project. (Loving it btw! Damian, Cameron and Matheus are my absolute Faves! and I have a real soft spot for Samuel too :) He actually reminds me a whole bunch of Jacob Underwood of O-Town...and I really can't figure out why.... ) Any who, so I'm feeling really inspired by the whole audition process and the different tasks they have to go through each week. For example today's episode was about recognizing and coming to terms with your own Vulnerability. So each person had to wear a sign during the music video shoot (walking around what looked like an actual mall) with a word or phrase that addresses what they feel most vulnerable about. For example one of the contestants wrote Gay, another had Misunderstood, another Fake etc. They also had an episode of Glee this past season where the characters had to write their own signs, My faves were Brit's "<-- I'm with Stoopid" shirt, Puck's "I'm with Stupid -->" shirt, and Kirk's "I like Boys" shirt.
And I was thinking, if I was in the same situation, what would my sign say??
It's actually a hard question to answer with a single word. Mostly because I feel that it's hard to choose just one thing. I feel as though so many of us have more than one thing that makes them vulnerable. But I guess that's what makes this a challenge...... So I've been able to narrow down what my sign, or shirt, would probably have to say. It would have to either be Forgettable or Unwanted. and actually, I'm leaning more towards the "Unwanted" shirt.... And, like the characters and contestants of the Glee shows, I'm going to explain my choices.
First off, Forgettable. It seems to me that no matter how hard I try, how nice, friendly, and outgoing I am, I am always being asked by people, and hell even my own family, "Who are you again?" It doesn't matter how long I've known them or how close we were as friends or whatever, I'm still get that reaction from like everyone! And it drives me completely Bonkers!!!! I mean I take the time and remember who you are and all these kinds of things even if I only met you once and all I get it "Who are you?" "Do I know you?" Geez! And I find it so weird because I feel as though I have a big personality, I'm super friendly although a bit shy and reserved at times, I enjoy laughing about how dumb some of the things that come out of my mouth are, and I'm a fantastic listener. But still, apparently none of my character and personality actually gets through and comes across to other people and it really bothers me. I want to make a difference in this word and meaningful, to mean something to someone or many someones and yet I'm being constantly overlooked and forgotten. That's why I think Forgettable would be a great word for me.
And then we have Unwanted. This is a very deep and hurtful word, especially for me. and it really conveys a whole heck of a lot about me and who I am inside and out. And I guess it ties into being Forgettable. But really it starts off with my childhood. My mom left my father, sister and I when I was seven, but took my youngest sister. At the time, and technically still now, I didn't understand what I did to make her leave. It was a very personal problem, and I didn't think that her leaving had anything to do with my father or what was going on in her own head and heart. All I knew was that I did something wrong, she didn't love or care about me anymore, and wanted to get away from me and keep me away from my baby sister, like I'd hurt her or corrupt her or something. I have no idea, I just felt completely unloved and Unwanted.
Within a year, and apparently a whole court battle, my mom had visitation rights with my sister and I having to spend every second weekend and certain holidays with her and her new family. In my screwed up little seven year old head, I believed that Mom actually only wanted Amanda back and not me, but that Dad forced the whole not one without the other packaged deal. So still I was feeling Unwanted.
When she actually moved back into the area almost two years later with my new baby brother added to the family, I began living alone with my father. Amanda opted to live with mom, even though my brain and heart were screaming to me that I was still Unwanted by my mom. I've always felt this way about my relationship with my mom, and to this day I still do. Seeing as how at every moment of my life after she moved back, and the courts forced her to take me in as well, she'd yell at me that she'd give me back to my father and never let me see my siblings again. I never dreaded moving back to live with my dad, even though we get along like oil and water, but I hated the idea of never seeing my siblings again, so I'd shut up, mind my P's and Q's until I couldn't take it anymore.
Around the time when my mom moved back and the courts forced her to take me in, even though she was living in a 4 & 1/2 apartment with 6 people living in it, I felt Unwanted by my dad. All because the night she came and got me from my dad's house, I was crying, yelling and fighting the whole time. I wanted so desperately to stay with Dad and then he said the words that will never leave my head "I don't want you here. Go with your mother." Those words tore me apart and I hated him for so long because of them. I went from at least feeling wanted and loved by my father; my idol and role model for my entire life, [hell when I was a baby/toddler I used to walk around with my shirt off and lounge around on the couch watching Star Trek and/or Football all the time saying "I'm Daddy" or that "When I grow up I'm going to be Daddy". ] to realizing that he didn't want me either. Ergo "Unwanted" yet again. (I've actually come to realize, thanks to my Aunt this past summer, that Dad only said those things to make it easier on himself, that actually he fought a whole hell of a lot and for a hell of a long time to get Amanda and I back, to no avail. Apparently non-working women are more suited to raising children opposed to a hardworking man with a huge support system. Stupid governmental system) Any who So I've felt because of these happenings, unwanted by my parents.
Fast forward to the school and dating life of teenager and young adult of yours truly. And again, nothing but feelings of being unwanted. The eternal Outcast with a small number of people who could actually stand to be around me, but still would rather hang out with anyone but. I developed a wicked attitude and was deemed "The Queen Bitch" throughout all of High School,[ except for Sec V when I was at a different school, there I was referred to as "The City Girl". Quite Ironic since people from Cegep think of me as "The Country Girl"] and CEGEP, as a defense mechanism. If people didn't want me around them, then I didn't care and certainly didn't want them around me. I've since mellowed out, cooled off, and have developed this Bubbly "I'm kind of smart but really I'm just dumb and pretending to be intelligent" kind of personality with more of my inner Rocker/Nerd/Goddess vibe kind of thing happening. ( At least I think so lol) Anyway Throughout all this time, I've had only a few friends and NO Boyfriends whatsoever. All this equals major feelings of being Unwanted.
With all that said, I guess I could argue for either word to be plastered across my chest, but I think Unwanted is more apropos, deeper and more meaningful than just being Forgettable. Especially since I actually just teared up a heck of a lot just now when typing this all out.
Oh.My.Damn. I'm such a Dork! :S
So yeah, Vulnerability is a HUGE word, and ties into what I was talking about in the beginning about words having so much power and different meanings. I mean the simple word Vulnerable or Vulnerability could cause people to think inwards onto themselves, or outwards onto someone else. The dictionary gives 3 different meanings to the word Vulnerable and the one that makes the most sense to this context is "capable of being physically or emotionally wounded". and really just hearing or feeling like I'm Unwanted for whatever reason wounds me tremendously. It's my Kryptonite, or Achilles' Heel. Speaking of The man of Steel and the hunky Greek Hero, both of their vulnerabilities are a huge weakness to them but are not their only weaknesses. Humanity in general is also one of Superman's weaknesses, or maybe something more close to his heart like Lois Lane, or even the fact that he is an alien. All of these things make him vulnerable and weak even though in all other respects he is virtually indestructible.
Being Unwanted or even believing that I am Unwanted is a huge weakness of mine, I think, because it causes me to doubt myself in every aspect. As if I'm not good enough, won't be chosen or wanted, so why bother trying at all. I think that's why I'm having such a hard time writing or moving ahead in my life. I feel like I'm not good enough, and won't be wanted. Hell whenever I'm feeling down and depressed the first words shouted out of my mouth is the fact that I'm not supposed to be alive. [I was not supposed to have survived my birth, I've been hospitalized twice in my life since then and was supposed to have died each time, and I had my palm read once and the person said that my life line was so small that she didn't understand how I was still alive]
So yeah I think that's it for now. I also wanted to work out some other things that they showed on the show and on the website, like 10 things no one knows about you, and What inspired you?, and other things like that but I guess, since I'm practically falling asleep on my laptop here, that I'm write about them another time. Soon, I promise! I realize that I'm not exactly consistent in my blogging, even though I set out to attempt to write every day or at least every few days, and well it's been months between posts, but I swear I'm going to try and do better! :-)
It's a powerful word, and is Rae's Ultimate Vulnerability.
What word or phrase would you use to expresses your Vulnerability?
Have I ever mentioned how much I adore writing? and reading? Well basically anything that has to do with the written word? I mean seriously, words are so incredibly powerful and meaningful. It is simply amazing that with one simple sentence you can bring a room of people to tears, or have them experience any kind of emotion. To top it all off, one sentence could entice readers to go through different emotions or remember different experiences.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that Words have Power. and you may say one thing and mean it one way but the person reading or even hearing those words may take it a completely different way. which may or may not be a good thing. But it is incredible.
Right now, I'm feeling inspired. I just came down to my room after catching up on the last three episodes of The Glee Project. (Loving it btw! Damian, Cameron and Matheus are my absolute Faves! and I have a real soft spot for Samuel too :) He actually reminds me a whole bunch of Jacob Underwood of O-Town...and I really can't figure out why.... ) Any who, so I'm feeling really inspired by the whole audition process and the different tasks they have to go through each week. For example today's episode was about recognizing and coming to terms with your own Vulnerability. So each person had to wear a sign during the music video shoot (walking around what looked like an actual mall) with a word or phrase that addresses what they feel most vulnerable about. For example one of the contestants wrote Gay, another had Misunderstood, another Fake etc. They also had an episode of Glee this past season where the characters had to write their own signs, My faves were Brit's "<-- I'm with Stoopid" shirt, Puck's "I'm with Stupid -->" shirt, and Kirk's "I like Boys" shirt.
And I was thinking, if I was in the same situation, what would my sign say??
It's actually a hard question to answer with a single word. Mostly because I feel that it's hard to choose just one thing. I feel as though so many of us have more than one thing that makes them vulnerable. But I guess that's what makes this a challenge...... So I've been able to narrow down what my sign, or shirt, would probably have to say. It would have to either be Forgettable or Unwanted. and actually, I'm leaning more towards the "Unwanted" shirt.... And, like the characters and contestants of the Glee shows, I'm going to explain my choices.
First off, Forgettable. It seems to me that no matter how hard I try, how nice, friendly, and outgoing I am, I am always being asked by people, and hell even my own family, "Who are you again?" It doesn't matter how long I've known them or how close we were as friends or whatever, I'm still get that reaction from like everyone! And it drives me completely Bonkers!!!! I mean I take the time and remember who you are and all these kinds of things even if I only met you once and all I get it "Who are you?" "Do I know you?" Geez! And I find it so weird because I feel as though I have a big personality, I'm super friendly although a bit shy and reserved at times, I enjoy laughing about how dumb some of the things that come out of my mouth are, and I'm a fantastic listener. But still, apparently none of my character and personality actually gets through and comes across to other people and it really bothers me. I want to make a difference in this word and meaningful, to mean something to someone or many someones and yet I'm being constantly overlooked and forgotten. That's why I think Forgettable would be a great word for me.
And then we have Unwanted. This is a very deep and hurtful word, especially for me. and it really conveys a whole heck of a lot about me and who I am inside and out. And I guess it ties into being Forgettable. But really it starts off with my childhood. My mom left my father, sister and I when I was seven, but took my youngest sister. At the time, and technically still now, I didn't understand what I did to make her leave. It was a very personal problem, and I didn't think that her leaving had anything to do with my father or what was going on in her own head and heart. All I knew was that I did something wrong, she didn't love or care about me anymore, and wanted to get away from me and keep me away from my baby sister, like I'd hurt her or corrupt her or something. I have no idea, I just felt completely unloved and Unwanted.
Within a year, and apparently a whole court battle, my mom had visitation rights with my sister and I having to spend every second weekend and certain holidays with her and her new family. In my screwed up little seven year old head, I believed that Mom actually only wanted Amanda back and not me, but that Dad forced the whole not one without the other packaged deal. So still I was feeling Unwanted.
When she actually moved back into the area almost two years later with my new baby brother added to the family, I began living alone with my father. Amanda opted to live with mom, even though my brain and heart were screaming to me that I was still Unwanted by my mom. I've always felt this way about my relationship with my mom, and to this day I still do. Seeing as how at every moment of my life after she moved back, and the courts forced her to take me in as well, she'd yell at me that she'd give me back to my father and never let me see my siblings again. I never dreaded moving back to live with my dad, even though we get along like oil and water, but I hated the idea of never seeing my siblings again, so I'd shut up, mind my P's and Q's until I couldn't take it anymore.
Around the time when my mom moved back and the courts forced her to take me in, even though she was living in a 4 & 1/2 apartment with 6 people living in it, I felt Unwanted by my dad. All because the night she came and got me from my dad's house, I was crying, yelling and fighting the whole time. I wanted so desperately to stay with Dad and then he said the words that will never leave my head "I don't want you here. Go with your mother." Those words tore me apart and I hated him for so long because of them. I went from at least feeling wanted and loved by my father; my idol and role model for my entire life, [hell when I was a baby/toddler I used to walk around with my shirt off and lounge around on the couch watching Star Trek and/or Football all the time saying "I'm Daddy" or that "When I grow up I'm going to be Daddy". ] to realizing that he didn't want me either. Ergo "Unwanted" yet again. (I've actually come to realize, thanks to my Aunt this past summer, that Dad only said those things to make it easier on himself, that actually he fought a whole hell of a lot and for a hell of a long time to get Amanda and I back, to no avail. Apparently non-working women are more suited to raising children opposed to a hardworking man with a huge support system. Stupid governmental system) Any who So I've felt because of these happenings, unwanted by my parents.
Fast forward to the school and dating life of teenager and young adult of yours truly. And again, nothing but feelings of being unwanted. The eternal Outcast with a small number of people who could actually stand to be around me, but still would rather hang out with anyone but. I developed a wicked attitude and was deemed "The Queen Bitch" throughout all of High School,[ except for Sec V when I was at a different school, there I was referred to as "The City Girl". Quite Ironic since people from Cegep think of me as "The Country Girl"] and CEGEP, as a defense mechanism. If people didn't want me around them, then I didn't care and certainly didn't want them around me. I've since mellowed out, cooled off, and have developed this Bubbly "I'm kind of smart but really I'm just dumb and pretending to be intelligent" kind of personality with more of my inner Rocker/Nerd/Goddess vibe kind of thing happening. ( At least I think so lol) Anyway Throughout all this time, I've had only a few friends and NO Boyfriends whatsoever. All this equals major feelings of being Unwanted.
With all that said, I guess I could argue for either word to be plastered across my chest, but I think Unwanted is more apropos, deeper and more meaningful than just being Forgettable. Especially since I actually just teared up a heck of a lot just now when typing this all out.
Oh.My.Damn. I'm such a Dork! :S
So yeah, Vulnerability is a HUGE word, and ties into what I was talking about in the beginning about words having so much power and different meanings. I mean the simple word Vulnerable or Vulnerability could cause people to think inwards onto themselves, or outwards onto someone else. The dictionary gives 3 different meanings to the word Vulnerable and the one that makes the most sense to this context is "capable of being physically or emotionally wounded". and really just hearing or feeling like I'm Unwanted for whatever reason wounds me tremendously. It's my Kryptonite, or Achilles' Heel. Speaking of The man of Steel and the hunky Greek Hero, both of their vulnerabilities are a huge weakness to them but are not their only weaknesses. Humanity in general is also one of Superman's weaknesses, or maybe something more close to his heart like Lois Lane, or even the fact that he is an alien. All of these things make him vulnerable and weak even though in all other respects he is virtually indestructible.
Being Unwanted or even believing that I am Unwanted is a huge weakness of mine, I think, because it causes me to doubt myself in every aspect. As if I'm not good enough, won't be chosen or wanted, so why bother trying at all. I think that's why I'm having such a hard time writing or moving ahead in my life. I feel like I'm not good enough, and won't be wanted. Hell whenever I'm feeling down and depressed the first words shouted out of my mouth is the fact that I'm not supposed to be alive. [I was not supposed to have survived my birth, I've been hospitalized twice in my life since then and was supposed to have died each time, and I had my palm read once and the person said that my life line was so small that she didn't understand how I was still alive]
So yeah I think that's it for now. I also wanted to work out some other things that they showed on the show and on the website, like 10 things no one knows about you, and What inspired you?, and other things like that but I guess, since I'm practically falling asleep on my laptop here, that I'm write about them another time. Soon, I promise! I realize that I'm not exactly consistent in my blogging, even though I set out to attempt to write every day or at least every few days, and well it's been months between posts, but I swear I'm going to try and do better! :-)
UNWANTED
It's a powerful word, and is Rae's Ultimate Vulnerability.
What word or phrase would you use to expresses your Vulnerability?
Monday, May 2, 2011
Been thinking about some Mother's Day ideas
With Mother's Day coming up next weekend, My siblings and I have been planning a bunch of surprises for our mother. We figure that we'll put together a photo album of her kids throughout the years, focusing more on the present years than the younger years because she already has tons of albums of when we were kids lol
Manda and I are going to drive mom to work on Friday so that we can high jack her car and run the roads getting pictures taken, printed, buying albums and ingredients for another awesome idea that Kate and I had.
......
We want to make a whole bunch of cupcakes. Mom's favourite flavours and some crazy different flavours that I just want to try. lol.
Kate and I especially want to make a Black Forest Cupcake. Which would be a basic chocolate cupcake soaked in Kirsch with a Cherry filling (We'll most likely just open a can of cherry pie filling and fill the center of the cupcake) and then a whip cream icing and add chocolate shavings and a glazed cherry or a Maraschino cherry. --> This would be more for Kate than my mom, since Black Forest is Kate's favourite cake flavour ever
We also are going to make a Strawberry Shortcake Cupcake. I'm thinking about a simple shortcake cupcake with some kind of strawberry filling with a whip cream icing and a strawberry slice on top. ---> Mom loves strawberries and, I believe, is quite fond of strawberry shortcakes.
I'm also thinking about a Lemon Meringue Cupcake. For this I'd most likely make a lemon cake, maybe fill it with that lemon pie filling or maybe not. and then roast some Meringue on top. (I'm hoping that blow torches are not too expensive but if they are well I'll just place them under the broiler for a bit I think) --> One of mom's fave pies. She loves it only about as much as she loves Key Lime Pie.
Chocolate and Peanut Butter Cupcakes. This is for me lol. I'm thinking about modifying a chocolate cupcake recipe by adding peanut butter to the mixture and then making a peanut butter icing of some kind. I'm thinking a chocolate and peanut butter marbled icing.
Which leads me to my other ideas for another day, some kind of Key Lime Cupcake, a Rum Raisin Cupcake (for my Dad especially. His fave ice cream and I think a great cupcake idea), Marble Cupcake.... Only I have no idea how to make them, I'm just going to wing it, with the help of a bunch of sources on the internet and cookbooks. I also have tons of other ideas, a whole sheet of loose leaf and 3 notes on my cell phone lol. But I can't think of them all right now. But yeah.
That's what I've been thinking about lately.
Manda and I are going to drive mom to work on Friday so that we can high jack her car and run the roads getting pictures taken, printed, buying albums and ingredients for another awesome idea that Kate and I had.
......
We want to make a whole bunch of cupcakes. Mom's favourite flavours and some crazy different flavours that I just want to try. lol.
Kate and I especially want to make a Black Forest Cupcake. Which would be a basic chocolate cupcake soaked in Kirsch with a Cherry filling (We'll most likely just open a can of cherry pie filling and fill the center of the cupcake) and then a whip cream icing and add chocolate shavings and a glazed cherry or a Maraschino cherry. --> This would be more for Kate than my mom, since Black Forest is Kate's favourite cake flavour ever
We also are going to make a Strawberry Shortcake Cupcake. I'm thinking about a simple shortcake cupcake with some kind of strawberry filling with a whip cream icing and a strawberry slice on top. ---> Mom loves strawberries and, I believe, is quite fond of strawberry shortcakes.
I'm also thinking about a Lemon Meringue Cupcake. For this I'd most likely make a lemon cake, maybe fill it with that lemon pie filling or maybe not. and then roast some Meringue on top. (I'm hoping that blow torches are not too expensive but if they are well I'll just place them under the broiler for a bit I think) --> One of mom's fave pies. She loves it only about as much as she loves Key Lime Pie.
Chocolate and Peanut Butter Cupcakes. This is for me lol. I'm thinking about modifying a chocolate cupcake recipe by adding peanut butter to the mixture and then making a peanut butter icing of some kind. I'm thinking a chocolate and peanut butter marbled icing.
Which leads me to my other ideas for another day, some kind of Key Lime Cupcake, a Rum Raisin Cupcake (for my Dad especially. His fave ice cream and I think a great cupcake idea), Marble Cupcake.... Only I have no idea how to make them, I'm just going to wing it, with the help of a bunch of sources on the internet and cookbooks. I also have tons of other ideas, a whole sheet of loose leaf and 3 notes on my cell phone lol. But I can't think of them all right now. But yeah.
That's what I've been thinking about lately.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Going from Completely Pissed to Confusing Bliss in under 2.4 seconds
Oh boi Blogger-verse, this past weekend has been one hell of a trip!
So first off, I spent the weekend at my Mother's house to help try out different icing and cake recipes for my younger sister's upcoming engagement party. That went all great and hunky dory. But O.M.G. the Hockey Charity game that I mentioned last time, was a complete and utter bust! D:
Don't get me wrong, I really enjoyed myself. The game was pretty good, I especially loved when the little kids came out and played against the old timer's. They are just so adorable! They even received a replica Stanley cup trophy. And all the money/proceeds went to the Montreal Children's Hospital Foundation, so that was incredibly fantastic. But Holy guac! I wish that I would have reconsidered who I brought with me to the game! I mean I adore my sister and her fiance (he actually got to go into the locker room and meet the players because he won a raffle, and got a ton of signatures too, He was so incredibly ecstatic about it! Like a kid in a candy store lol) But yeah, so my friend that I brought with my extra ticket, spent the ENTIRE 2 hours complaining and when he wasn't complaining he was watching the Habs game on his phone or texting some other girl about how utterly bored he was. I mean for Frig sake, you'd figure that if you go out somewhere with someone that you'd at least pay attention regardless of whether or not you're actually enjoying yourself. O.M.G. I was sooooooo mad!!!!!!! and still am apparently lol
So that is my "Completely Pissed" phase of my weekend, but at least a moment of clarity came out of it all. I've realized that even though he is my friend, and he was incredibly supportive and there for me when my great grandmother died at the beginning of the month, he was just toying with my emotions. Treating me like a yo-yo and something that didn't matter. Well I'm frigging tired of it! I'm not a toy that can be played around with! You can't just toss me aside one minute and then turn around like nothing ever happened! I am a human being with emotions and feelings, even though I'm tough as nails and a freaking hellcat when I need to be, I still cry and bleed and all that jazz. And realizing that this guy was not who I thought he was, well that hurt more than words can ever express, try as I might lol. I have painfully decided that I do not need him in my life anymore than just as a friend. If he ever wants to apologize for being a complete and utter ass I might just listen to him, but until that happens I'm sticking to my guns and cutting the ties.
Now onto my "Confusing Bliss" phase of the weekend.
So I've been texting a friend back and forth non-stop (well relatively non-stop) since Thursday afternoon. He is actually my future brother-in-law's best friend. And we've been talking about everything! and I truly mean everything. At first it started just about music and how much we totally don't understand why my sister and her fiance are getting married so fast. But I mean that was only Thursday. By Friday, we were talking about everything under the sun! Holy Cow! During the day Saturday, he had to go into work to do some overtime, so we were texting back and forth and we were talking about what we each had planned to do with the rest of our weekend etc. So I explained to him about the Hockey game which lead to a discussion about who I was going with and how much I was like tots in like with him. He wished me luck, despite the fact that he thinks the guy is totally not worth it, but I mean he was just being a supportive and good friend. So when I woke up on Sunday I had a text, asking about how the night before went, and I explained about how upset I was and all that jazz. And he was really sweet and supportive and saying all the right words. It was tres cute! He messaged me that the guy is an idiot and that I'm an awesome person and deserve so much better than a complete jerk. He also said that I should just forget him. Which I totally am going to do, or have done. Geez I think this is the first time I've thought about him since Sunday. Yay me!
Now the real problem is this other guy. Mostly because he also said something that amounted to the fact that if he wasn't in the situation he is in, that something could happen. Nothing specific and I don't want to break up or cause any problems for him and his gf especially since they are already having a hard time. Even more so because he is kinda acting like a surrogate father to her 4 year old son. I really don't want to cause anything bad to happen because I know what it is like to be in the kid's shoes and I'd hate to cause that kind of turmoil for someone so young. So right now it is merely friendship, regardless of what everyone else thinks. (including my bitch of a sister)
So that was Sunday. I ended up staying at my mom's again because I was working on a paper and really didn't have the energy or time to pack up all my stuff and come back home, so Mom and I decided that I'd just spend the night again, go to school in the morning and then just get my stuff after my class was done. Oh boy did that plan turn out bad! Well before I left for my class on Monday, all hell broke loss between my mom and her live-in/sleep-in ex. (don't worry, I don't understand it either) Anyway she found out that he's been having his cake and eating it too, if you catch my drift. Anyway so Mom went psycho witch crazy and started throwing the biggest tantrum I've ever seen a 45 year old woman EVER pull! It was crazy!!! Her best friend and I calmed her down enough so that I could go to school and when I called her cell about 2 hours later, I didn't get an answer. So I called the house phone, and eventually got my brother on the line. He sounded like he was scared out of his mind, and my brother only gets scared by one thing and that's his parents fighting. So I start to panic and trying to figure out ways to get to my brother faster, and I couldn't think! I totally believed that something bad was going to happen before I got there. So guess what? I'd been texting my friend, of course, and I started to tell him that I was worried about my brother, I didn't know what was happening and all that jazz. I didn't want him to go with me, but just to listen and help calm me down before I walked into the house and ended up killing someone. I was so terrified that my mom or brother was going to get hurt with me unable to protect them. Well. did I ever get him to start panicking for me. Holy geez, I have never met anyone in my life that cares so much about his friends. He was willing to drop everything to go with me to my mom's. I managed to get him to stay put though, but his concern was really really sweet! I explained how I was my sibling's first and last line of defense. how it's always been me against the world protecting them and making sure nothing bad ever came their way. Okay, even I know I'm not perfect, but I'm tough as nails and can take all the shit that is thrown at me and still fight back. I protect them and that's the way it is. He was worried about me. Can you believe that? He was actually concerned about ME! He understands that I'm a strong person but doesn't agree with the fact that I have to stand against the world alone. He constantly reassured me that I wasn't alone and that he would rush over if I needed him, and he even said it again this morning too. I explained that I'm tougher than I look, can hold my own, and that I don't need anyone to save or protect me. To which he replied that, while he completely understands that, he just wants to make sure that I don't have to do it alone. That I have friends like him to help when I need it. :)
UGH! Why am I only meeting him now?!?!?! Like come on! why couldn't we have met a long time before now???? uggg!!!!!! This is what is so confusing! because I actually think that I'm falling for his charm, when I have no right to do so. UGH!!!!!! and GRRRR!!!!
Today he mentioned how he was tired and was craving some chicken wings and a nap. Well, having only received 4 hours of sleep the night before told him that it wasn't fair that he could go for chicken wings and a nap when I wanted the same thing. Well apparently, he has never met a girl who eats chicken wings before. o.O What kind of people does he hang around with? I mean honestly!?!?! he said that the girls he knows think that they're too messy. my reply was, of course, "That's why god invented napkins!" and his answer. well it still baffles me, if I'm being honest. Because what does he go and say? "lol I think I love you don't tell no one"
?????????
What the Truck am I supposed to make of that???? The only thing I could think of to say was, "lol Sure you do. but alright, I won't tell no one"
??????
First of all, What is with my grammar??!!? Thank god it was just a text because "I won't tell no one" isn't even proper English. It's just terrible and I am incredibly embarrassed to actually admit that I wrote that. :s
But yeah, What was that all about? I am like utterly confused but incredibly happy at the same time. Is that wrong? I feel like it should be wrong. We text like all day, from when we wake up to when we go to bed. the last few days he's been concerned about my essay writing and problem with procrastination, as well as being completely ready and willing to "running to the rescue" if the kids or I needed anything. I even had a dream last time, when I actually slept, it was in the future a bit and apparently I had gotten beaten to a pulp by a boyfriend or something. I was living somewhere else. And who do I call? Not my parents or the police. I call him and he drops everything to save me.
Mom thinks that I'm just rebounding my affections for this last guy off onto him. especially since he's unavailable so at least I won't get hurt that way. But I mean it's not like I want anything to happen between the two of us. Right now he's being a really good friend and being really sweet. And yet it's all making me really confused too. :(
Oh well. So yeah, that was the last few days in one very large nutshell lol
I'm off to finally start my archaeology final paper that's due on Thursday. Procrastination ftw lol
Oh and if you can help with anything that I've talked about, besides my paper lol, I would really appreciate some other opinions.!
Night All!
So first off, I spent the weekend at my Mother's house to help try out different icing and cake recipes for my younger sister's upcoming engagement party. That went all great and hunky dory. But O.M.G. the Hockey Charity game that I mentioned last time, was a complete and utter bust! D:
Don't get me wrong, I really enjoyed myself. The game was pretty good, I especially loved when the little kids came out and played against the old timer's. They are just so adorable! They even received a replica Stanley cup trophy. And all the money/proceeds went to the Montreal Children's Hospital Foundation, so that was incredibly fantastic. But Holy guac! I wish that I would have reconsidered who I brought with me to the game! I mean I adore my sister and her fiance (he actually got to go into the locker room and meet the players because he won a raffle, and got a ton of signatures too, He was so incredibly ecstatic about it! Like a kid in a candy store lol) But yeah, so my friend that I brought with my extra ticket, spent the ENTIRE 2 hours complaining and when he wasn't complaining he was watching the Habs game on his phone or texting some other girl about how utterly bored he was. I mean for Frig sake, you'd figure that if you go out somewhere with someone that you'd at least pay attention regardless of whether or not you're actually enjoying yourself. O.M.G. I was sooooooo mad!!!!!!! and still am apparently lol
So that is my "Completely Pissed" phase of my weekend, but at least a moment of clarity came out of it all. I've realized that even though he is my friend, and he was incredibly supportive and there for me when my great grandmother died at the beginning of the month, he was just toying with my emotions. Treating me like a yo-yo and something that didn't matter. Well I'm frigging tired of it! I'm not a toy that can be played around with! You can't just toss me aside one minute and then turn around like nothing ever happened! I am a human being with emotions and feelings, even though I'm tough as nails and a freaking hellcat when I need to be, I still cry and bleed and all that jazz. And realizing that this guy was not who I thought he was, well that hurt more than words can ever express, try as I might lol. I have painfully decided that I do not need him in my life anymore than just as a friend. If he ever wants to apologize for being a complete and utter ass I might just listen to him, but until that happens I'm sticking to my guns and cutting the ties.
Now onto my "Confusing Bliss" phase of the weekend.
So I've been texting a friend back and forth non-stop (well relatively non-stop) since Thursday afternoon. He is actually my future brother-in-law's best friend. And we've been talking about everything! and I truly mean everything. At first it started just about music and how much we totally don't understand why my sister and her fiance are getting married so fast. But I mean that was only Thursday. By Friday, we were talking about everything under the sun! Holy Cow! During the day Saturday, he had to go into work to do some overtime, so we were texting back and forth and we were talking about what we each had planned to do with the rest of our weekend etc. So I explained to him about the Hockey game which lead to a discussion about who I was going with and how much I was like tots in like with him. He wished me luck, despite the fact that he thinks the guy is totally not worth it, but I mean he was just being a supportive and good friend. So when I woke up on Sunday I had a text, asking about how the night before went, and I explained about how upset I was and all that jazz. And he was really sweet and supportive and saying all the right words. It was tres cute! He messaged me that the guy is an idiot and that I'm an awesome person and deserve so much better than a complete jerk. He also said that I should just forget him. Which I totally am going to do, or have done. Geez I think this is the first time I've thought about him since Sunday. Yay me!
Now the real problem is this other guy. Mostly because he also said something that amounted to the fact that if he wasn't in the situation he is in, that something could happen. Nothing specific and I don't want to break up or cause any problems for him and his gf especially since they are already having a hard time. Even more so because he is kinda acting like a surrogate father to her 4 year old son. I really don't want to cause anything bad to happen because I know what it is like to be in the kid's shoes and I'd hate to cause that kind of turmoil for someone so young. So right now it is merely friendship, regardless of what everyone else thinks. (including my bitch of a sister)
So that was Sunday. I ended up staying at my mom's again because I was working on a paper and really didn't have the energy or time to pack up all my stuff and come back home, so Mom and I decided that I'd just spend the night again, go to school in the morning and then just get my stuff after my class was done. Oh boy did that plan turn out bad! Well before I left for my class on Monday, all hell broke loss between my mom and her live-in/sleep-in ex. (don't worry, I don't understand it either) Anyway she found out that he's been having his cake and eating it too, if you catch my drift. Anyway so Mom went psycho witch crazy and started throwing the biggest tantrum I've ever seen a 45 year old woman EVER pull! It was crazy!!! Her best friend and I calmed her down enough so that I could go to school and when I called her cell about 2 hours later, I didn't get an answer. So I called the house phone, and eventually got my brother on the line. He sounded like he was scared out of his mind, and my brother only gets scared by one thing and that's his parents fighting. So I start to panic and trying to figure out ways to get to my brother faster, and I couldn't think! I totally believed that something bad was going to happen before I got there. So guess what? I'd been texting my friend, of course, and I started to tell him that I was worried about my brother, I didn't know what was happening and all that jazz. I didn't want him to go with me, but just to listen and help calm me down before I walked into the house and ended up killing someone. I was so terrified that my mom or brother was going to get hurt with me unable to protect them. Well. did I ever get him to start panicking for me. Holy geez, I have never met anyone in my life that cares so much about his friends. He was willing to drop everything to go with me to my mom's. I managed to get him to stay put though, but his concern was really really sweet! I explained how I was my sibling's first and last line of defense. how it's always been me against the world protecting them and making sure nothing bad ever came their way. Okay, even I know I'm not perfect, but I'm tough as nails and can take all the shit that is thrown at me and still fight back. I protect them and that's the way it is. He was worried about me. Can you believe that? He was actually concerned about ME! He understands that I'm a strong person but doesn't agree with the fact that I have to stand against the world alone. He constantly reassured me that I wasn't alone and that he would rush over if I needed him, and he even said it again this morning too. I explained that I'm tougher than I look, can hold my own, and that I don't need anyone to save or protect me. To which he replied that, while he completely understands that, he just wants to make sure that I don't have to do it alone. That I have friends like him to help when I need it. :)
UGH! Why am I only meeting him now?!?!?! Like come on! why couldn't we have met a long time before now???? uggg!!!!!! This is what is so confusing! because I actually think that I'm falling for his charm, when I have no right to do so. UGH!!!!!! and GRRRR!!!!
Today he mentioned how he was tired and was craving some chicken wings and a nap. Well, having only received 4 hours of sleep the night before told him that it wasn't fair that he could go for chicken wings and a nap when I wanted the same thing. Well apparently, he has never met a girl who eats chicken wings before. o.O What kind of people does he hang around with? I mean honestly!?!?! he said that the girls he knows think that they're too messy. my reply was, of course, "That's why god invented napkins!" and his answer. well it still baffles me, if I'm being honest. Because what does he go and say? "lol I think I love you don't tell no one"
?????????
What the Truck am I supposed to make of that???? The only thing I could think of to say was, "lol Sure you do. but alright, I won't tell no one"
??????
First of all, What is with my grammar??!!? Thank god it was just a text because "I won't tell no one" isn't even proper English. It's just terrible and I am incredibly embarrassed to actually admit that I wrote that. :s
But yeah, What was that all about? I am like utterly confused but incredibly happy at the same time. Is that wrong? I feel like it should be wrong. We text like all day, from when we wake up to when we go to bed. the last few days he's been concerned about my essay writing and problem with procrastination, as well as being completely ready and willing to "running to the rescue" if the kids or I needed anything. I even had a dream last time, when I actually slept, it was in the future a bit and apparently I had gotten beaten to a pulp by a boyfriend or something. I was living somewhere else. And who do I call? Not my parents or the police. I call him and he drops everything to save me.
Mom thinks that I'm just rebounding my affections for this last guy off onto him. especially since he's unavailable so at least I won't get hurt that way. But I mean it's not like I want anything to happen between the two of us. Right now he's being a really good friend and being really sweet. And yet it's all making me really confused too. :(
Oh well. So yeah, that was the last few days in one very large nutshell lol
I'm off to finally start my archaeology final paper that's due on Thursday. Procrastination ftw lol
Oh and if you can help with anything that I've talked about, besides my paper lol, I would really appreciate some other opinions.!
Night All!
Saturday, March 26, 2011
ABC's of Moi
Oh my, I am truly horrible at keeping this blog updated. Sorry about that, but I've been terribly busy and when I wasn't busy I actually didn't have my laptop (lent it to Mom because her computer died) so no internet for me. So to make up for all the time missed blogging, I am going to follow suit with what seems to be a big trend right now and educate you readers on the ABC's of Moi :)
Enjoy!
Age: I'm 23, but will turn 24 later this spring
Bed Size: I'm actually quite proud to admit that I have an awesome Queen size bed, with an awesome headboard that actually doubles as a bookshelf (YAY!)
Chore You dislike: Vacuuming. Ugh, I just hate it so much! not only does it make a tremendous amount of noise for no reason, but you have to move ALL your furniture to make sure you clean every inch of the room, plus you have to attach the different thingies for every different area that you clean. (carpet, wood, drapes, furniture etc)
Dogs: I love small dogs. Don't get me wrong, big dogs are cool too but I've always adored dogs that can get under your feet and drive people insane with their hyper and explosive personalities! I used to have a Long Haired Dachshund and would LOVE to get another one, but ultimately I want to have a Cairn Terrier (to be named Toto of course) and a Yorkshire Terrier (just because)
Essential Start to Your Day: Good, Loud Music. Doesn't matter which song or band, Top 40 is totally cool with me. And about an hour after waking up, I need a good strong Medium or Large Tim Horton's Double Double. (a cup of the Tim's home brew is good too.) I have no idea why, but if I drink coffee before that hour is finished I just end up sick. It just boggles my mind
Favourite Colour: Pink! um Purple and Green also are incredibly awesome. (my room and bathroom are actually a mix of different greens, while my bedding tends mostly be lavender and violet) But Pink is by far my favourite ever since I was a little girl. I don't even remember when I started liking it in the first place, I just know that I adore it! But for clothing, I where mostly blacks and/or purples.
Gold or Silver: I'm not picky really. I adore the bright yellow Gold, but there is just something about Silver that I cannot ignore. It just seems so much more casual and everyday. I actually wear a silver chain with a Starfish pendant on it everyday. Gold is much more special and I tend to reserve it for special occasions only.
Height: Short lol umm No actually the last time I checked I was 5'4 but I might be a bit taller. All I know is that I am the shortest in my household, my Mother is the only one in my immediate family shorter than I am and my 15 year old brother towers over me :(
Instruments you play: I used to play the Violin and could probably still play some tunes on it, but I was never any good and got discouraged fast. I actually haven't picked it up since I graduated high school :s
Job Title: Sadly, unlike my uber awesome friend, Athena, I am not a secret superhero that saves the city of Montreal from evil sea creatures in the wee hours of the morning. :(
I am merely a time traveling alien who is flitting through earth's time line in search of friendship, love, and endless adventure! ;-)
Nope, just kidding. I'm a University student, only months away from completing my BA! Then it's off to be a beneficial part of the work force, hopefully in publishing or editing.
Kids: Are awesome! In a perfect world I would love to have 4 (3 girls and 1 boy) but I'm not picky. I just want to be able to have as many as I can financially support who are all happy, healthy, and well loved! :) But I've already come up with some name ideas hehe Girls: Riley Ann and Brianna (Bree for short) Boy: Bryan James,
Live: in a House :-)
Mum's Name: Momma :-P
Nickname: Rae, and my little cousin calls me George (haha He watches too much Bugs Bunny cartoons. The Abdominal Snowman creature always grabs Bugs and says "Oh my, Just want I always wanted My own little Bunny Rabbit. I'm going to hug him, and squeeze him and call him George" haha So he does the exact same thing to me whenever he sees me)
Overnight Hospital Stay: oh boy! So many! well okay, only two and the first one doesn't count because I was a new born. But yeah, apparently I had to stay in the hospital for 2 weeks after I was born in intensive care because I was so sick due to being 2 weeks late as well as taking too long in the birth canal. (Mom left after 1 week and had to come back to the hospital everyday to feed and learn to take care of me)
The next time I had to stay overnight at the hospital was a few years ago, umm Xmas 2008 I believe. It was for the LONGEST 4 days of my LIFE!!!!! I was completely sick for a whole two weeks before I went in, but the last few days before I finally gave up and went into the hospital were brutal, I moved from my bed to the couch and back again. Didn't eat anything at all, only drank flat 7up or water, and was basically living off of cough drops and extra strength advil. Mom rushed me to the hospital on Dec 22nd because I was barely breathing, and within 20 minutes of getting into the hospital I was placed in intensive care where I laid, hooked up to an IV for 2 nights and on the 24th around lunch time they moved me up to a room with 2 old dying women. (ugggo) I begged and pleaded with the doctor when I finally saw her at lunch time on the 25th to let me go home. And she did :)
Pet Peeves: slow walkers, idiots who think they know everything and always have to be right but in reality they are just plain dumb as a post, and intelligence being wasted
Quote from a Movie: "I'll get you my pretty! And you're little dog too!" Wicked Witch of the West from The Wizard of Oz (My absolute favourite movie of ALL TIME! )
Siblings: 2 younger sisters and a younger brother
Time you Wake Up: when my alarm goes off or when Dad stomps on my ceiling lol. No actually, during the week it's usually around 8:45 but I lolly-gag until 9:30/10. On weekends it usually anywhere between 9 and 11. depending on what I have to do that day
Underwear: Comfy
Vegetables you don't like: Asparagus and Peas. Ohhh or anything boiled until it's mush (bleck!)
What Makes you Run Late: power outages that kill my alarm, or I can't find my keys or clothes to wear
X-Rays you've had: both arms (broke them both when I was little. at different times though 6 months apart.) my ankle/foot area a few years ago because I had a really bad sprain. My Left knee in winter 2003 (torn my meniscus and dislocated my knee). Brain x-rays a whole bunch of times in high school (kept passing out for no apparent reason, turns out I needed more iron in my diet to help the blood circulation) and I think that's all. Oh except my teeth and head Xrays at the dentist and ortho surgeon (I was supposed to get major corrective dental/ortho surgery when I was 18 but I didn't want them to break apart my face in like 8 different places so I didn't go through with it)
Yummy Food You make: .Cakes, Muffins, Cupcakes, Cookies. hehe I mostly Bake. But I also make a killer Meatloaf as well as an awesome Mexican Taco Rice meal :)
Zoo animal favourites: Dolphins! they are my favourite animal BY FAR!!! But I also Love the hippos, polar Bears, Penguins and Orangutans (lol they remind me of my Sister lol. Big Red haired monkeys lol)
This concludes the ABC's of Moi! I hope you have learned a few things about me, I know I have!
OMG before I forget, tomorrow (eekkkk!) I'm going to the Old Timers' Hockey Challenge for Charity Game at the Verdun Auditorium! I usually don't like hockey, but this is for a good cause, all the proceeds go to the Montreal Children's Hospital Foundation. Not only is there a game, but there is also a silent auction. I never bid on anything, seeing as how I am a no income kind of student, but I just love seeing what is there and what people are bidding on etc. I also love the history and company of the games. I've been going since I was a little girl. My dad's been donating to the Hospital and getting these tickets every year since I was born and we used to go every year. It'd be him, my Grampy, Manda and I that would go and we would have a blast! The last couple of years it's only been Manda, her fiancee and me that have been going (we still pay for four tickets though because it's for a great cause!) This year, to repay my friend for taking me to my first actual NHL game (Leafs VS Habs at the Bell Center on Feb. 24th) I'm taking him with us to the game (yes, it's the guy I'm hardcore in like with) I also am completely aware of the fact that the two games to do equate in value, But I mean come on! the guy is a major hockey fanatic and I am a major him fanatic so it's a win win! :-P [except for Manda but I'm just going to ignore the resentment and anger that will be wafting off of her all night and concentrate on the game and my bliss]
I wish overflowing buckets of Peace, Love and Happiness to you all!
Enjoy!
Age: I'm 23, but will turn 24 later this spring
Bed Size: I'm actually quite proud to admit that I have an awesome Queen size bed, with an awesome headboard that actually doubles as a bookshelf (YAY!)
Chore You dislike: Vacuuming. Ugh, I just hate it so much! not only does it make a tremendous amount of noise for no reason, but you have to move ALL your furniture to make sure you clean every inch of the room, plus you have to attach the different thingies for every different area that you clean. (carpet, wood, drapes, furniture etc)
Dogs: I love small dogs. Don't get me wrong, big dogs are cool too but I've always adored dogs that can get under your feet and drive people insane with their hyper and explosive personalities! I used to have a Long Haired Dachshund and would LOVE to get another one, but ultimately I want to have a Cairn Terrier (to be named Toto of course) and a Yorkshire Terrier (just because)
Essential Start to Your Day: Good, Loud Music. Doesn't matter which song or band, Top 40 is totally cool with me. And about an hour after waking up, I need a good strong Medium or Large Tim Horton's Double Double. (a cup of the Tim's home brew is good too.) I have no idea why, but if I drink coffee before that hour is finished I just end up sick. It just boggles my mind
Favourite Colour: Pink! um Purple and Green also are incredibly awesome. (my room and bathroom are actually a mix of different greens, while my bedding tends mostly be lavender and violet) But Pink is by far my favourite ever since I was a little girl. I don't even remember when I started liking it in the first place, I just know that I adore it! But for clothing, I where mostly blacks and/or purples.
Gold or Silver: I'm not picky really. I adore the bright yellow Gold, but there is just something about Silver that I cannot ignore. It just seems so much more casual and everyday. I actually wear a silver chain with a Starfish pendant on it everyday. Gold is much more special and I tend to reserve it for special occasions only.
Height: Short lol umm No actually the last time I checked I was 5'4 but I might be a bit taller. All I know is that I am the shortest in my household, my Mother is the only one in my immediate family shorter than I am and my 15 year old brother towers over me :(
Instruments you play: I used to play the Violin and could probably still play some tunes on it, but I was never any good and got discouraged fast. I actually haven't picked it up since I graduated high school :s
Job Title: Sadly, unlike my uber awesome friend, Athena, I am not a secret superhero that saves the city of Montreal from evil sea creatures in the wee hours of the morning. :(
I am merely a time traveling alien who is flitting through earth's time line in search of friendship, love, and endless adventure! ;-)
Nope, just kidding. I'm a University student, only months away from completing my BA! Then it's off to be a beneficial part of the work force, hopefully in publishing or editing.
Kids: Are awesome! In a perfect world I would love to have 4 (3 girls and 1 boy) but I'm not picky. I just want to be able to have as many as I can financially support who are all happy, healthy, and well loved! :) But I've already come up with some name ideas hehe Girls: Riley Ann and Brianna (Bree for short) Boy: Bryan James,
Live: in a House :-)
Mum's Name: Momma :-P
Nickname: Rae, and my little cousin calls me George (haha He watches too much Bugs Bunny cartoons. The Abdominal Snowman creature always grabs Bugs and says "Oh my, Just want I always wanted My own little Bunny Rabbit. I'm going to hug him, and squeeze him and call him George" haha So he does the exact same thing to me whenever he sees me)
Overnight Hospital Stay: oh boy! So many! well okay, only two and the first one doesn't count because I was a new born. But yeah, apparently I had to stay in the hospital for 2 weeks after I was born in intensive care because I was so sick due to being 2 weeks late as well as taking too long in the birth canal. (Mom left after 1 week and had to come back to the hospital everyday to feed and learn to take care of me)
The next time I had to stay overnight at the hospital was a few years ago, umm Xmas 2008 I believe. It was for the LONGEST 4 days of my LIFE!!!!! I was completely sick for a whole two weeks before I went in, but the last few days before I finally gave up and went into the hospital were brutal, I moved from my bed to the couch and back again. Didn't eat anything at all, only drank flat 7up or water, and was basically living off of cough drops and extra strength advil. Mom rushed me to the hospital on Dec 22nd because I was barely breathing, and within 20 minutes of getting into the hospital I was placed in intensive care where I laid, hooked up to an IV for 2 nights and on the 24th around lunch time they moved me up to a room with 2 old dying women. (ugggo) I begged and pleaded with the doctor when I finally saw her at lunch time on the 25th to let me go home. And she did :)
Pet Peeves: slow walkers, idiots who think they know everything and always have to be right but in reality they are just plain dumb as a post, and intelligence being wasted
Quote from a Movie: "I'll get you my pretty! And you're little dog too!" Wicked Witch of the West from The Wizard of Oz (My absolute favourite movie of ALL TIME! )
Siblings: 2 younger sisters and a younger brother
Time you Wake Up: when my alarm goes off or when Dad stomps on my ceiling lol. No actually, during the week it's usually around 8:45 but I lolly-gag until 9:30/10. On weekends it usually anywhere between 9 and 11. depending on what I have to do that day
Underwear: Comfy
Vegetables you don't like: Asparagus and Peas. Ohhh or anything boiled until it's mush (bleck!)
What Makes you Run Late: power outages that kill my alarm, or I can't find my keys or clothes to wear
X-Rays you've had: both arms (broke them both when I was little. at different times though 6 months apart.) my ankle/foot area a few years ago because I had a really bad sprain. My Left knee in winter 2003 (torn my meniscus and dislocated my knee). Brain x-rays a whole bunch of times in high school (kept passing out for no apparent reason, turns out I needed more iron in my diet to help the blood circulation) and I think that's all. Oh except my teeth and head Xrays at the dentist and ortho surgeon (I was supposed to get major corrective dental/ortho surgery when I was 18 but I didn't want them to break apart my face in like 8 different places so I didn't go through with it)
Yummy Food You make: .Cakes, Muffins, Cupcakes, Cookies. hehe I mostly Bake. But I also make a killer Meatloaf as well as an awesome Mexican Taco Rice meal :)
Zoo animal favourites: Dolphins! they are my favourite animal BY FAR!!! But I also Love the hippos, polar Bears, Penguins and Orangutans (lol they remind me of my Sister lol. Big Red haired monkeys lol)
This concludes the ABC's of Moi! I hope you have learned a few things about me, I know I have!
OMG before I forget, tomorrow (eekkkk!) I'm going to the Old Timers' Hockey Challenge for Charity Game at the Verdun Auditorium! I usually don't like hockey, but this is for a good cause, all the proceeds go to the Montreal Children's Hospital Foundation. Not only is there a game, but there is also a silent auction. I never bid on anything, seeing as how I am a no income kind of student, but I just love seeing what is there and what people are bidding on etc. I also love the history and company of the games. I've been going since I was a little girl. My dad's been donating to the Hospital and getting these tickets every year since I was born and we used to go every year. It'd be him, my Grampy, Manda and I that would go and we would have a blast! The last couple of years it's only been Manda, her fiancee and me that have been going (we still pay for four tickets though because it's for a great cause!) This year, to repay my friend for taking me to my first actual NHL game (Leafs VS Habs at the Bell Center on Feb. 24th) I'm taking him with us to the game (yes, it's the guy I'm hardcore in like with) I also am completely aware of the fact that the two games to do equate in value, But I mean come on! the guy is a major hockey fanatic and I am a major him fanatic so it's a win win! :-P [except for Manda but I'm just going to ignore the resentment and anger that will be wafting off of her all night and concentrate on the game and my bliss]
I wish overflowing buckets of Peace, Love and Happiness to you all!
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Mental Health Day
Hey everyone!
So today was supposed to be my extra long day of classes. I was supposed to start at 1:15 in Archaeology of the Greek Bronze Age, then move over to Modern Canadian Poetry at 2:45 and then end the day with Hellenistic Greek History at 4:15. However, I decided that it would be more important to take a Mental Health Day and head over to my Mother's house to babysit my 2 year old cousin. And since I don't have any classes tomorrow, I'm spending the night and going to watch her again tomorrow too. The reason she is down this weekend is because my Aunt works for RDS as a runner and has to work some weekends at the Centre Bell. So since there are tons of sporting events this weekend, she's working and I get to watch my cousin.
Anyway so I spent my day in complete boredom attempting to study and take care of my cousin. I was supposed to bake this delicious Choco Peanut Butter Cake (Thank you Loads for the Recipe Athena :D It has become a staple for me and the fam! ) and I was also supposed to assemble a Black Forest Cake for my Aunt's bday. Neither happened because taking care of a 2 year old doesn't really allow time to do things like baking. Especially since both would mean that I needed to use the mixer and it's noisy D:
So yeah, no desserts for Rae D: Maybe tomorrow.
What I really want to do is start writing because my Prose is looking very lonely just sitting on my desktop, and it's screaming "FINISH ME!!!!" But I have other priorities apparently. I need to prepare for my midterms that are happening next week ): and I have a Final essay due next Thursday and a small written assignment for Geography due on Wednesday ): So yeah, I'm really busy even though I so don't want to work on homework.
That's it I guess. Oh, I was told by one of my close friends that I should ask out my friend, because we would be awesome together. Which just proves the point that everyone has been making. o.O She just said that I should do it properly and privately. Which is what I was going to do in the first place but the thing is to find the courage and the time to do it at. AND then this morning, on my way out of the house, I was told by Amanda that there is no way on this green earth that she will allow me to date him. And if we ever do start dating, she will kill me and kick his ass. Apparently she is being a protective sister and only wants the best for me but w/e. I just think she's being a major Douche Hat. (yup, I invented a new word yesterday, well I thought I did until I went onto Urban Dictionary. It's a mixture of Douche and Ass Hat only, since they are combined, they are incredibly bad)
Is it right for siblings, younger or older, to be over protective to the extreme and set rules on who their sisters and/or brothers can or can't date?
So today was supposed to be my extra long day of classes. I was supposed to start at 1:15 in Archaeology of the Greek Bronze Age, then move over to Modern Canadian Poetry at 2:45 and then end the day with Hellenistic Greek History at 4:15. However, I decided that it would be more important to take a Mental Health Day and head over to my Mother's house to babysit my 2 year old cousin. And since I don't have any classes tomorrow, I'm spending the night and going to watch her again tomorrow too. The reason she is down this weekend is because my Aunt works for RDS as a runner and has to work some weekends at the Centre Bell. So since there are tons of sporting events this weekend, she's working and I get to watch my cousin.
Anyway so I spent my day in complete boredom attempting to study and take care of my cousin. I was supposed to bake this delicious Choco Peanut Butter Cake (Thank you Loads for the Recipe Athena :D It has become a staple for me and the fam! ) and I was also supposed to assemble a Black Forest Cake for my Aunt's bday. Neither happened because taking care of a 2 year old doesn't really allow time to do things like baking. Especially since both would mean that I needed to use the mixer and it's noisy D:
So yeah, no desserts for Rae D: Maybe tomorrow.
What I really want to do is start writing because my Prose is looking very lonely just sitting on my desktop, and it's screaming "FINISH ME!!!!" But I have other priorities apparently. I need to prepare for my midterms that are happening next week ): and I have a Final essay due next Thursday and a small written assignment for Geography due on Wednesday ): So yeah, I'm really busy even though I so don't want to work on homework.
That's it I guess. Oh, I was told by one of my close friends that I should ask out my friend, because we would be awesome together. Which just proves the point that everyone has been making. o.O She just said that I should do it properly and privately. Which is what I was going to do in the first place but the thing is to find the courage and the time to do it at. AND then this morning, on my way out of the house, I was told by Amanda that there is no way on this green earth that she will allow me to date him. And if we ever do start dating, she will kill me and kick his ass. Apparently she is being a protective sister and only wants the best for me but w/e. I just think she's being a major Douche Hat. (yup, I invented a new word yesterday, well I thought I did until I went onto Urban Dictionary. It's a mixture of Douche and Ass Hat only, since they are combined, they are incredibly bad)
Is it right for siblings, younger or older, to be over protective to the extreme and set rules on who their sisters and/or brothers can or can't date?
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Time to Catch Up
Salut everyone!
So this is the first time I've been on the internet in about a week. That's right, no facebook, no email, no twitter, no blog etc. I have not been on the internet at all in a week! I know, insane right? And you're probably thinking, Why Rae would you avoid the internet for a week? The thing is, I didn't do it on purpose. I've just been too lazy to open up my laptop this week in lieu of some reading, tv and studying. I've had a few quizzes that I've been studying for and some other things that have kept me from going online too. So yeah... It was hard to not go on facebook for an entire week, but not as bad as I thought it would be. :)
During this past week, I have been helping with the plans for my Nana's 100th birthday party. Well okay, I've been helping with the cake plans for the party because two of my mother's cousins that been planning it. They asked all the grandchildren to take control of certain aspects. My Aunt Kim has to find the balloons to decorate the bar with, another cousin buys the flowers, and my mom gets to make the cake. Mom, in turn, asked me for some advice and help in making the cake. So yeah, (I think it was her asking. It might have been her telling me to help her, but whatever Our relationship is rocky on a good day.) So this grand occasion will be taking place two days before her actual 100th bday (so Feb 20th instead of her Feb 22nd bday) and we're having it as a brunch (11-2pm) at a local bar....... 0.o
Crazy right? Why would anyone want to celebrate a 100th birthday at a bar? Apparently Nana will love it, because she loves playing the slots and she loves the bar. BUT My grandfather and all of us on his side of the family tree believe that it is a stupid idea and that it would be much more enjoyable at a restaurant or hall or, heck, even the legion. BUT no. Whatever, we're going. Mostly because my grandmother told us we have to go, and make the most of it for Nana's sake.
Oh umm, my Nana is my mother's father's mother. So yeah, she's my Nana Reid :) and as old as she is, she is still filled with spunk and awesome sauce ;) From what my grandparents have told me, there will be a full page (or at least an article) in the Gazette on Tuesday Feb 22 about my Nana, and Laurie Graham (I think that's her name. either way it's the "hott blonde weather lady" on Pulse News. according to my grandfather) will announce my Nana's bday on Feb 22 during the lunchtime weather report. SO that is is really amazing. Yay Nana!
Creatively, I've been in a slump. STILL! D:
I know right, When will it ever end?!?!?! Well I've been asking myself the same thing for a long time, but I believe that I see the light at end of the tunnel and (this goes against all the Looney Toon cartoon episodes that I've watched BUT) I'm heading towards the light. I think, that if I were to be able to stop my dreams from confusing me and putting me into a fog that I'd be able to write something meaningful.
I have been thinking lately, with Valentine's Day coming up, What would be the best way to spend a romantic evening with your special someone? or, at least, What would be the best way to spend a first date?
For me, it'll be something laid back and chill. All I would need to make an evening romantic would be a Nice meal at a sports bar or restaurant (Like Jack Astor's or Le Cage or something) with a good game on (either NFL or NHL I'm not very picky) and some yummy drinks. (I'm thinking something with Vodka or Tequila) Of course, this would require it to be during football/hockey season. So during the summer time (only time where there isn't a game on) I'd like a Nice dinner and then a movie or a walk down around the river or the old port or something like that. Something awesome like that. Is that being too picky?
Oh and to update you all on the romance side of things. Nope, I haven't asked him own yet. I know, What am I waiting for right? Well the truth is, we're really good friends and I don't want to screw that up because, well who am I kidding here.I screw everything up. So yeah. As soon as I get out of my head and stop feeling like a completely useless p.o.s I'll most likely ask him out. One last time. Because I have done it before. But the other few times, I was totally drunk or an emotional wreck and he turned me down because he knew that I'd regret it later because I wasn't thinking clearly. Which is totally honourable. So I'll ask him out, one last time, completely sober and emotion free and if he turns me down again because our friendship is too important to wreck well then c'est la vie and that'll be the end of that. At least then I'll be able to have some closure and get over it. maybe.
So one last thing before I hit the hay; my song of the week is "Because Of You" by Kelly Clarkson. She is just amazing, I love her voice So powerful and yet so dainty at the same time, Quite honestly she makes me want to cry and belt out the lyrics all at the same time! This particular song is so powerful and really speaks to me esp. about my relationship with my parents. I suggest, if you haven't already heard it, that you go onto youtube and watch the video and actually listen to the lyrics. The song is absolutely amazing and PERFECT for this week!
Have a Great Week everyone!
So this is the first time I've been on the internet in about a week. That's right, no facebook, no email, no twitter, no blog etc. I have not been on the internet at all in a week! I know, insane right? And you're probably thinking, Why Rae would you avoid the internet for a week? The thing is, I didn't do it on purpose. I've just been too lazy to open up my laptop this week in lieu of some reading, tv and studying. I've had a few quizzes that I've been studying for and some other things that have kept me from going online too. So yeah... It was hard to not go on facebook for an entire week, but not as bad as I thought it would be. :)
During this past week, I have been helping with the plans for my Nana's 100th birthday party. Well okay, I've been helping with the cake plans for the party because two of my mother's cousins that been planning it. They asked all the grandchildren to take control of certain aspects. My Aunt Kim has to find the balloons to decorate the bar with, another cousin buys the flowers, and my mom gets to make the cake. Mom, in turn, asked me for some advice and help in making the cake. So yeah, (I think it was her asking. It might have been her telling me to help her, but whatever Our relationship is rocky on a good day.) So this grand occasion will be taking place two days before her actual 100th bday (so Feb 20th instead of her Feb 22nd bday) and we're having it as a brunch (11-2pm) at a local bar....... 0.o
Crazy right? Why would anyone want to celebrate a 100th birthday at a bar? Apparently Nana will love it, because she loves playing the slots and she loves the bar. BUT My grandfather and all of us on his side of the family tree believe that it is a stupid idea and that it would be much more enjoyable at a restaurant or hall or, heck, even the legion. BUT no. Whatever, we're going. Mostly because my grandmother told us we have to go, and make the most of it for Nana's sake.
Oh umm, my Nana is my mother's father's mother. So yeah, she's my Nana Reid :) and as old as she is, she is still filled with spunk and awesome sauce ;) From what my grandparents have told me, there will be a full page (or at least an article) in the Gazette on Tuesday Feb 22 about my Nana, and Laurie Graham (I think that's her name. either way it's the "hott blonde weather lady" on Pulse News. according to my grandfather) will announce my Nana's bday on Feb 22 during the lunchtime weather report. SO that is is really amazing. Yay Nana!
Creatively, I've been in a slump. STILL! D:
I know right, When will it ever end?!?!?! Well I've been asking myself the same thing for a long time, but I believe that I see the light at end of the tunnel and (this goes against all the Looney Toon cartoon episodes that I've watched BUT) I'm heading towards the light. I think, that if I were to be able to stop my dreams from confusing me and putting me into a fog that I'd be able to write something meaningful.
I have been thinking lately, with Valentine's Day coming up, What would be the best way to spend a romantic evening with your special someone? or, at least, What would be the best way to spend a first date?
For me, it'll be something laid back and chill. All I would need to make an evening romantic would be a Nice meal at a sports bar or restaurant (Like Jack Astor's or Le Cage or something) with a good game on (either NFL or NHL I'm not very picky) and some yummy drinks. (I'm thinking something with Vodka or Tequila) Of course, this would require it to be during football/hockey season. So during the summer time (only time where there isn't a game on) I'd like a Nice dinner and then a movie or a walk down around the river or the old port or something like that. Something awesome like that. Is that being too picky?
Oh and to update you all on the romance side of things. Nope, I haven't asked him own yet. I know, What am I waiting for right? Well the truth is, we're really good friends and I don't want to screw that up because, well who am I kidding here.I screw everything up. So yeah. As soon as I get out of my head and stop feeling like a completely useless p.o.s I'll most likely ask him out. One last time. Because I have done it before. But the other few times, I was totally drunk or an emotional wreck and he turned me down because he knew that I'd regret it later because I wasn't thinking clearly. Which is totally honourable. So I'll ask him out, one last time, completely sober and emotion free and if he turns me down again because our friendship is too important to wreck well then c'est la vie and that'll be the end of that. At least then I'll be able to have some closure and get over it. maybe.
So one last thing before I hit the hay; my song of the week is "Because Of You" by Kelly Clarkson. She is just amazing, I love her voice So powerful and yet so dainty at the same time, Quite honestly she makes me want to cry and belt out the lyrics all at the same time! This particular song is so powerful and really speaks to me esp. about my relationship with my parents. I suggest, if you haven't already heard it, that you go onto youtube and watch the video and actually listen to the lyrics. The song is absolutely amazing and PERFECT for this week!
Have a Great Week everyone!
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
So. Much. Snow!!!
So I woke up this morning, like always hitting the snooze on my cell phone alarm from 9am to about 10. All while listening to Virgin Radio Montreal and pretending to sleep. Since it's Wednesday, I know full well that I have to go into class for Environmental Geography. I was even excited when I heard that the Groundhog announced Spring is almost here! =D
So as I was getting ready to head upstairs to go onto Facebook before taking the bus and I get a phone call from my sister who had just left the house. Manda informs me that the snow is crazy high outside and that if I do not have to go to class that I should just stay home and shovel. Of course, any excuse not to go into Geography is an excuse I'll take. So I stay home and veg on the couch, watching some Doctor Who on Space =D and playing DC Universe Online (Such a good game btw!) 12pm I decide that I'm really hungry and so I put the oven onto 400 and grab some burritos from the freezer to have some lunch.
An hour later I am fed and not so eager to get dressed and head outside to shovel. But I figure that I have to at some point so might as well be now. And Oh. My. God. there was just So Much Snow!!! Don't get me wrong, I have lived on the South Shore of Montreal all of my life and have seen more snow that what fell today. But I have an eight car driveway with no car port, or garage or anything PLUS I have to shovel the entire thing. Well not really, only enough for 6 cars but that is a lot of work for one person, believe me.
After 45 minutes of shoveling, cursing, and tearing (I had my contacts on so I tear up a lot) I have about half of the drive way done. Just enough so that if my car was in the driveway, I could walk all around it and still have room behind it.
I also had to be very careful when shoveling on where I threw the snow because I sleep in the basement and my only source of natural light for my bedroom comes in from one window. The past couple of years, when Amanda shovels, my window has been covered with snow from the driveway. I had to move most the the snow from the driveway further from the house, so that it wouldn't pile against my window. Sadly it didn't really work out too well :s
So as I said, after 45 minutes of shoveling, I was completely frozen and looking forward to heading inside and vegging on the couch a bit and warming up. I technically could have stayed out longer and finished the driveway, But I couldn't feel my face. SO I went inside and enjoyed a bottle of water (mixed with Lemon-Lime Crystal Light) and did a few more quests with my Villian on DC Universe (She is awesome! I made her look like a Erinyes from Greek Mythology)
3:30 rolls around and I figure that I might as well head back outside, especially since Dad will be home from work around 5:20. Which gives me plenty of time to finish the driveway. So I headed back outside, and to my dread, there is a layer of snow covering what I already shoveled. D=
So I quickly get ride of all that, and then get to work on the heavy stuff. And of course, I take a few breaks along the way to shake my fist at the plow that barrels down three times each side of the street, and thus pushing more snow into my driveway! D= (Curse you Plow Guy!!!)
But then I get back to work.
I am proud to say that I was able to get down to the cement in several areas of my driveway. Removing huge thick slabs of ice from the drive.
D= THEY WERE SO HEAVY!!!!! D=
(I wish I had a picture of how huge these slabs were! It was crazy!)
I realize now, however, that the time I took scraping the ice off the driveway was a complete waste of my time and energy!
So after another hour and a half, and three passes of the plow. I am done shoveling. But I was concerned that my car (a Mazda 3) would not fit!
It did though! Thank Gawd! =D
At this point, I head back inside to warm up and play some more with my DC Universe, Villian! (Oh her name, because Erinyes was taken 0.o , is Epiphaneia)
Dad walks through the door at 5:20 and I give him the choice of Meatloaf and Onion Rings or Meatballs and Rice for supper. He, of course, chooses Meatloaf and Onion Rings. So I finish my quest (Epiphaneia had to help Trigon break Raven's mind and control her so that he can take over the world! hehe I had to defeat Donna Troy, Starfire, Cyborg, Nightwing and eventually Raven herself. I actually was a bit conflicted because I did the same quest line the other day, with my hero, and I had to free the Titans and get rid of Trigon :s Either way, this game is AWESOME!!!! =D I play on the computer, but you can also play on the PS3 ( I don't own one :s ) And you should try it, or buy it or whatever. IT IS AWESOME!!!! ) and start my meatloaf.
In a large bowl, I mix about a pound of mince meat with 4 extra hot pork sausages (out of the casing, of course) To this fab Meat mixture I had a package of onion soup mix, bread crumbs, Red pepper flakes, BBQ sauce, Worcestershire sauce and sometimes (not this time though) Montreal Steak Spice and Frank's Red Hot. Mix it all together and place it on aluminum foil in a pan and shape it into a loaf.
In another bowl, you'll want to make the sauce for on top of the loaf. I usually just take out my Ketchup, Mustard and Brown Sugar and go crazy mixing them together until I have enough of the mixture to cover my loaf all around. You'll want to have more Ketchup than mustard though, and about a tablespoon of Brown Sugar. Take the mixture and cover the loaf all around.
Place the pan into the oven at 375 for about 25-30 minutes. Have it rest for about 2-3 minutes once you take it out, and then slice and serve =D
Now you might be wondering why I didn't put in any measurements. And that is because I never measure how much stuff I put in. I just go by what looks good and add more if I want. I usually end up adding more breadcrumbs though because I added too much BBQ sauce. Oh and if you'd prefer, instead of BBQ sauce, use HP Sauce. I don't like the taste, but Dad does. And thankfully I keep forgetting to buy more when I go grocery shopping so there is none in the house =) And for the Ketchup sauce for on top, just go with what looks and tastes right. If you don't want it, then by all means don't add it. But trust me, even those who dislike Ketchup (namely me) will adore this sauce when paired with the Meatloaf!
So unfortunately, around 8:30pm I believe that I hear a plow passing. I promptly curse and inform my sister that I AM NOT going outside to shovel again by myself. So she pouts, explains that she was just on her way to grab a shower, gets a glare from my father and then stalks off to her room to retrieve her coat and scarf. Once we get outside, however, we realize that what I thought had been a street plow, was merely the neighbor with his snow blower and the driveway plow that several of the households on our street pay for. Not Dad though. o.O "Why bother paying someone to clear my driveway when I have two daughters living with me" D= Grrrrrr.......... Anyway so we do a fast clear around the car and down the side of the hedge where the snow has piled up bad, and come inside.
Shivering, hungry and thirsty. I decide to grab another Lemon-Lime Crystal Light and some of my favourite store bought cookies! =D And write this post. All in all it was an OK day. Lots of Gaming was done! (Epiphaneia gained 6 levels today! ;) ) I got in
a lot of exercise and I avoided a boring lecture in the blow freezing basement of FG. (How I hate thee FG C-070!)
I'm off to dream of hott men and beaches! Night All! And remember to dress in layers! It's cold outside and layers works better than dressing in a heavy coat.
So as I was getting ready to head upstairs to go onto Facebook before taking the bus and I get a phone call from my sister who had just left the house. Manda informs me that the snow is crazy high outside and that if I do not have to go to class that I should just stay home and shovel. Of course, any excuse not to go into Geography is an excuse I'll take. So I stay home and veg on the couch, watching some Doctor Who on Space =D and playing DC Universe Online (Such a good game btw!) 12pm I decide that I'm really hungry and so I put the oven onto 400 and grab some burritos from the freezer to have some lunch.
An hour later I am fed and not so eager to get dressed and head outside to shovel. But I figure that I have to at some point so might as well be now. And Oh. My. God. there was just So Much Snow!!! Don't get me wrong, I have lived on the South Shore of Montreal all of my life and have seen more snow that what fell today. But I have an eight car driveway with no car port, or garage or anything PLUS I have to shovel the entire thing. Well not really, only enough for 6 cars but that is a lot of work for one person, believe me.
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| Standing on my stairs looking out towards the street. |
After 45 minutes of shoveling, cursing, and tearing (I had my contacts on so I tear up a lot) I have about half of the drive way done. Just enough so that if my car was in the driveway, I could walk all around it and still have room behind it.
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| Standing halfway down my driveway looking back towards the house |
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| My bedroom window & front of my house |
So as I said, after 45 minutes of shoveling, I was completely frozen and looking forward to heading inside and vegging on the couch a bit and warming up. I technically could have stayed out longer and finished the driveway, But I couldn't feel my face. SO I went inside and enjoyed a bottle of water (mixed with Lemon-Lime Crystal Light) and did a few more quests with my Villian on DC Universe (She is awesome! I made her look like a Erinyes from Greek Mythology)
3:30 rolls around and I figure that I might as well head back outside, especially since Dad will be home from work around 5:20. Which gives me plenty of time to finish the driveway. So I headed back outside, and to my dread, there is a layer of snow covering what I already shoveled. D=
But then I get back to work.
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| My tree in the front yard. Covered in snow! |
I am proud to say that I was able to get down to the cement in several areas of my driveway. Removing huge thick slabs of ice from the drive.
D= THEY WERE SO HEAVY!!!!! D=
(I wish I had a picture of how huge these slabs were! It was crazy!)
I realize now, however, that the time I took scraping the ice off the driveway was a complete waste of my time and energy!
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| This pic didn't turn out too well :s I'm standing at the street |
It did though! Thank Gawd! =D
At this point, I head back inside to warm up and play some more with my DC Universe, Villian! (Oh her name, because Erinyes was taken 0.o , is Epiphaneia)
Dad walks through the door at 5:20 and I give him the choice of Meatloaf and Onion Rings or Meatballs and Rice for supper. He, of course, chooses Meatloaf and Onion Rings. So I finish my quest (Epiphaneia had to help Trigon break Raven's mind and control her so that he can take over the world! hehe I had to defeat Donna Troy, Starfire, Cyborg, Nightwing and eventually Raven herself. I actually was a bit conflicted because I did the same quest line the other day, with my hero, and I had to free the Titans and get rid of Trigon :s Either way, this game is AWESOME!!!! =D I play on the computer, but you can also play on the PS3 ( I don't own one :s ) And you should try it, or buy it or whatever. IT IS AWESOME!!!! ) and start my meatloaf.
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What do I put in my Meatloaf, you ask?.... hehe well I'll tell you!In a large bowl, I mix about a pound of mince meat with 4 extra hot pork sausages (out of the casing, of course) To this fab Meat mixture I had a package of onion soup mix, bread crumbs, Red pepper flakes, BBQ sauce, Worcestershire sauce and sometimes (not this time though) Montreal Steak Spice and Frank's Red Hot. Mix it all together and place it on aluminum foil in a pan and shape it into a loaf.
In another bowl, you'll want to make the sauce for on top of the loaf. I usually just take out my Ketchup, Mustard and Brown Sugar and go crazy mixing them together until I have enough of the mixture to cover my loaf all around. You'll want to have more Ketchup than mustard though, and about a tablespoon of Brown Sugar. Take the mixture and cover the loaf all around.
Place the pan into the oven at 375 for about 25-30 minutes. Have it rest for about 2-3 minutes once you take it out, and then slice and serve =D
Now you might be wondering why I didn't put in any measurements. And that is because I never measure how much stuff I put in. I just go by what looks good and add more if I want. I usually end up adding more breadcrumbs though because I added too much BBQ sauce. Oh and if you'd prefer, instead of BBQ sauce, use HP Sauce. I don't like the taste, but Dad does. And thankfully I keep forgetting to buy more when I go grocery shopping so there is none in the house =) And for the Ketchup sauce for on top, just go with what looks and tastes right. If you don't want it, then by all means don't add it. But trust me, even those who dislike Ketchup (namely me) will adore this sauce when paired with the Meatloaf!
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So unfortunately, around 8:30pm I believe that I hear a plow passing. I promptly curse and inform my sister that I AM NOT going outside to shovel again by myself. So she pouts, explains that she was just on her way to grab a shower, gets a glare from my father and then stalks off to her room to retrieve her coat and scarf. Once we get outside, however, we realize that what I thought had been a street plow, was merely the neighbor with his snow blower and the driveway plow that several of the households on our street pay for. Not Dad though. o.O "Why bother paying someone to clear my driveway when I have two daughters living with me" D= Grrrrrr.......... Anyway so we do a fast clear around the car and down the side of the hedge where the snow has piled up bad, and come inside.
a lot of exercise and I avoided a boring lecture in the blow freezing basement of FG. (How I hate thee FG C-070!)
I'm off to dream of hott men and beaches! Night All! And remember to dress in layers! It's cold outside and layers works better than dressing in a heavy coat.
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