I can be really vain and self obsessed! sin sin
Monday, September 27, 2010
The mission!
Hm, this sounds interesting. I will definitely do this if I have time!
Day 01 → Something you hate about yourself.
Day 02 → Something you love about yourself.
Day 03 → Something you have to forgive yourself for.
Day 04 → Something you have to forgive someone for.
Day 05 → Something you hope to do in your life.
Day 06 → Something you hope you never have to do.
Day 07 → Someone who has made your life worth living for.
Day 08 → Someone who made your life hell, or treated you like shit.
Day 09 → Someone you didn’t want to let go, but just drifted.
Day 10 → Someone you need to let go, or wish you didn’t know.
Day 11 → Something people seem to compliment you the most on.
Day 12 → Something you never get compliments on.
Day 13 → A band or artist that has gotten you through some tough ass days. (write a letter.)
Day 14 → A hero that has let you down. (letter)
Day 15 → Something or someone you couldn’t live without, because you’ve tried living without it.
Day 16 → Someone or something you definitely could live without.
Day 17 → A book you’ve read that changed your views on something.
Day 18 → Your views on gay marriage.
Day 19 → What do you think of religion? Or what do you think of politics?
Day 20 → Your views on drugs and alcohol.
Day 21 → (scenario) Your best friend is in a car accident and you two got into a fight an hour before. What do you do?
Day 22 → Something you wish you hadn’t done in your life.
Day 23 → Something you wish you had done in your life.
Day 24 → Make a playlist to someone, and explain why you chose all the songs. (Just post the titles and artists and letter)
Day 25 → The reason you believe you’re still alive today.
Day 26 → Have you ever thought about giving up on life? If so, when and why?
Day 27 → What’s the best thing going for you right now?
Day 28 → What if you were pregnant or got someone pregnant, what would you do?
Day 29 → Something you hope to change about yourself. And why.
Day 30 → A letter to yourself, tell yourself EVERYTHING you love about yourself.
Day 01 → Something you hate about yourself.
Day 02 → Something you love about yourself.
Day 03 → Something you have to forgive yourself for.
Day 04 → Something you have to forgive someone for.
Day 05 → Something you hope to do in your life.
Day 06 → Something you hope you never have to do.
Day 07 → Someone who has made your life worth living for.
Day 08 → Someone who made your life hell, or treated you like shit.
Day 09 → Someone you didn’t want to let go, but just drifted.
Day 10 → Someone you need to let go, or wish you didn’t know.
Day 11 → Something people seem to compliment you the most on.
Day 12 → Something you never get compliments on.
Day 13 → A band or artist that has gotten you through some tough ass days. (write a letter.)
Day 14 → A hero that has let you down. (letter)
Day 15 → Something or someone you couldn’t live without, because you’ve tried living without it.
Day 16 → Someone or something you definitely could live without.
Day 17 → A book you’ve read that changed your views on something.
Day 18 → Your views on gay marriage.
Day 19 → What do you think of religion? Or what do you think of politics?
Day 20 → Your views on drugs and alcohol.
Day 21 → (scenario) Your best friend is in a car accident and you two got into a fight an hour before. What do you do?
Day 22 → Something you wish you hadn’t done in your life.
Day 23 → Something you wish you had done in your life.
Day 24 → Make a playlist to someone, and explain why you chose all the songs. (Just post the titles and artists and letter)
Day 25 → The reason you believe you’re still alive today.
Day 26 → Have you ever thought about giving up on life? If so, when and why?
Day 27 → What’s the best thing going for you right now?
Day 28 → What if you were pregnant or got someone pregnant, what would you do?
Day 29 → Something you hope to change about yourself. And why.
Day 30 → A letter to yourself, tell yourself EVERYTHING you love about yourself.
I love you man & Canada's Wonderland
Matt and I went for job training yesterdya. It was four hours long. It was practically completely useless but has got us both in the mood for scaring.
BTW, I love you man is an awesome movie. Matt and I have always had this joke between us, our potential kids will be picked on because of the stereotypes that both cultures hold.
He is Portuguese so fish would be his stereotype while mine would be TACOS!
So therefore, in our eyes, our kids would be "fish tacos"
Which is why it was hilarious hearing that in the movie. :)
Whatever, fish tacos is a cute saying. Go watch the movie.
BTW, I love you man is an awesome movie. Matt and I have always had this joke between us, our potential kids will be picked on because of the stereotypes that both cultures hold.
He is Portuguese so fish would be his stereotype while mine would be TACOS!
So therefore, in our eyes, our kids would be "fish tacos"
Which is why it was hilarious hearing that in the movie. :)
Whatever, fish tacos is a cute saying. Go watch the movie.
Pisches? Peaches
This is Peaches. Matt's cat. He was put down on September 20. This was a very precious and loving cat who was friendly to just about anyone. Peaches was my age and was named after Matt's nickname. He made everyone feel more welcome and comfortable. He shed all his fur everywhere and drank out of the toilet. He used to throw up a lot and had bad breath. Although he knew better, he always wanted to wander into the bedrooms and sleep in the closets. He meowed nicely and liked to curl up under the table, on a rug, where he would leave a white patch of his fur without fail. He had arthritis and a bad hip. He also followed people around the house and purred loudly when you pet him. He always rubbed up against my leg and left tons of fur on my pants. Matt and I were supposed to give him a bath. I always carried him and pet him and rubbed my face against him. He liked to have fights with raccoons and wonder the downtown areas. There was a time when he was dyed pink by accident, and another when young Matthew tried to flush him down the toilet. He was an awesome and handsome feline.In the span of 3-4 days, Peaches started to drool and vomit a lot more than usual. The family thought he was either sick, or going to die
The cat was unable to move much, but still tried. He was brave and dignified the whole 3 days when he was dying.
The family decided to have him euthanized. The vet told them that the cat had been having severe kidney problems and that he was surprised the cat had lived through this more than a day.
Thinking about him being gone makes me sad. I see a cat hair on the floor and it makes me sad. I put the toilet lid down and realize he won't drink out of it. I look under the table and he is not lying there. Sigh.
He was cremated and the family has yet to receive the ashes.
R.I.P. Peaches (L)
Gawddd Tigger
Phew. finally getting some down time.
It seems like ALL my "extra" time goes to reading books for U of T.
They SLAVE us! With all the walking, heavy lifting, and eye straining! Sigh
Right now, as you can see, my cat is sleeping on my shoulder. His name is Tigger. He used to be a street cat but he kept coming to mi casa for food. One day he got into a scrap with another stray cat and he got a really bad bite on his leg. My mother got him to a vet and set him free again. He was not our cat but a stray cat. Again he kept coming back for food and got into another scrap. This time, the middle padding on his paw was halfway torn off. We took him to the vet yet again and decided to keep him.
He sleeps on my pillow every night :)
Thursday, September 16, 2010
High School Days
Debs Rex and I went to visit our high school yesterday. We saw a whole bunch of teachers. got some teacher-hugs, good wishes, and help.
I love that place. It has always been so friendly. Sigh. I miss it but I love the glamour of U of T.
Let's see how much I love U of T when I get mt first mark back!
I love that place. It has always been so friendly. Sigh. I miss it but I love the glamour of U of T.
Let's see how much I love U of T when I get mt first mark back!
Third day at U of T
I purchased around $400 worth of books.
yay.
My brother kicked me in the stomach.
yay.
My boyfriend and I got into a huge fight and he left me crying in a parking lot, in my pajamas.
yay.
He came back.
yay?
I wanted him to comfort me but he made me cry.
yay.
I ended up comforting him.
yay.
Life is cool.
sigh.
yay.
My brother kicked me in the stomach.
yay.
My boyfriend and I got into a huge fight and he left me crying in a parking lot, in my pajamas.
yay.
He came back.
yay?
I wanted him to comfort me but he made me cry.
yay.
I ended up comforting him.
yay.
Life is cool.
sigh.
Second day at U of T
This was probably the worst day ever.
I get up and find MY clothes in my brothers stuff. He has been wearing them. Prick. I hid them under my mothers pillow for later showcasing.
I leave my house and find a friend so we can go both to class together. Tell me how the professor is 15 minutes late.. He finally gets there and has no idea what course he is teaching...
Him: "This is....uhm....medival something or other....right?"
Wow, come on! We sit in for his lecture and then I go to drop off my OSAP documents. Apparently they had not been signed the day before (when I waited almost two hours) and I had to go get them signed. So there I go to get them signed. And I FINALLY drop them off. From there I ate lunch and went to the library to read the Iliad. With my luck, I obviously went to the wrong floor and couldn't find the room I wanted. I went downstairs again and found it and read.
I was practically sleep reading. After deciding I would fall asleep if I kept reading, I left the library in search of the bookstore. While practically dehydrating.
So here i go walking to the bookstore....la la la la la... I get there and the books I need aren't on the first floor. Okay fine, I go to the second floor. Nope, not there either.
Turns out I was at the wrong bookstore and had to cross campus to get the the Bob Miller Bookroom. This doesn't sound too bad unless you have an idea of what the U of T SG campus looks like. Seriously.... look it up....I'll wait.....
SEEE???? it's MASSIVE!
Point is, I had to go there. So I went to the subway and got off at the wrong stop. Typical. Asked for directions and got off at the right stop. I needed to speed up since I had a two hour lecture soon. So there I go into the bookroom building. Onto the wrong floor (again, typical). Until I finally found the stupid bookstore in the basement of the building. Gr. I was forced to leave my backbag outside and found only SOME of my books. It was getting late so I had to rush to the TTC to get back to the lecture hall on time. Tell me how the bus I get on stops while I need to get to class. Yeah. Well the bus restarts moving and I finally get to the lecture hall and sit there. This prof is ALSO late. She gives us the course outline and tells us to leave. So I rushed around for something I could have gotten off the internet. And I stayed on campus for five extra hours for something I could have gotten off the course website. Yeah. Thanks.
Time for me to go home.... la la la la... the clothes I put under my mom's pillow are gone. He took them back and called me a liar. Sigh.
I know this post feels all jumbled up and rushed but that's how I felt the day before yesterday. It was my second day at U of and I was already frustrated with life there.
I get up and find MY clothes in my brothers stuff. He has been wearing them. Prick. I hid them under my mothers pillow for later showcasing.
I leave my house and find a friend so we can go both to class together. Tell me how the professor is 15 minutes late.. He finally gets there and has no idea what course he is teaching...
Him: "This is....uhm....medival something or other....right?"
Wow, come on! We sit in for his lecture and then I go to drop off my OSAP documents. Apparently they had not been signed the day before (when I waited almost two hours) and I had to go get them signed. So there I go to get them signed. And I FINALLY drop them off. From there I ate lunch and went to the library to read the Iliad. With my luck, I obviously went to the wrong floor and couldn't find the room I wanted. I went downstairs again and found it and read.
I was practically sleep reading. After deciding I would fall asleep if I kept reading, I left the library in search of the bookstore. While practically dehydrating.
So here i go walking to the bookstore....la la la la la... I get there and the books I need aren't on the first floor. Okay fine, I go to the second floor. Nope, not there either.
Turns out I was at the wrong bookstore and had to cross campus to get the the Bob Miller Bookroom. This doesn't sound too bad unless you have an idea of what the U of T SG campus looks like. Seriously.... look it up....I'll wait.....
SEEE???? it's MASSIVE!
Point is, I had to go there. So I went to the subway and got off at the wrong stop. Typical. Asked for directions and got off at the right stop. I needed to speed up since I had a two hour lecture soon. So there I go into the bookroom building. Onto the wrong floor (again, typical). Until I finally found the stupid bookstore in the basement of the building. Gr. I was forced to leave my backbag outside and found only SOME of my books. It was getting late so I had to rush to the TTC to get back to the lecture hall on time. Tell me how the bus I get on stops while I need to get to class. Yeah. Well the bus restarts moving and I finally get to the lecture hall and sit there. This prof is ALSO late. She gives us the course outline and tells us to leave. So I rushed around for something I could have gotten off the internet. And I stayed on campus for five extra hours for something I could have gotten off the course website. Yeah. Thanks.
Time for me to go home.... la la la la... the clothes I put under my mom's pillow are gone. He took them back and called me a liar. Sigh.
I know this post feels all jumbled up and rushed but that's how I felt the day before yesterday. It was my second day at U of and I was already frustrated with life there.
First day at U of T
It was greattt! I have great proffs. So far anyways. My ENG proff was the nicest and friendliest. She's already got us reading Homer's "Iliad"
Have you seen how fat that book is? It wouldn't be so bad if I didn't want to read all of it. But I do. I might be forced to focus on just the chapters she asks for though. Sigh. Money well spent?
My Philosophy proff is so interesting. He is fun and quirky!
Have you seen how fat that book is? It wouldn't be so bad if I didn't want to read all of it. But I do. I might be forced to focus on just the chapters she asks for though. Sigh. Money well spent?
My Philosophy proff is so interesting. He is fun and quirky!
U of T Frosh
Last week, Frosh week, was soooo long.
We had to wake up early to go there, listen to people talk about uni life, dance, cheer, get wet and run in mud, harass people for newspapers as part of a game, beg people for money for charity (we got the most in the hour, around 70 bucks only in bills!), run around in haunted mazes, eat muffins, and go clubbing.
Those are one some of the things we did. It was fun and I met a lot of people. Would totally recommend it to anyone who is thinking about going. The leaders are as relaxed as the froshies.
"Yes, we are from SMC and we don't want your STDS you're dirty! You're dirty!"
We had to wake up early to go there, listen to people talk about uni life, dance, cheer, get wet and run in mud, harass people for newspapers as part of a game, beg people for money for charity (we got the most in the hour, around 70 bucks only in bills!), run around in haunted mazes, eat muffins, and go clubbing.
Those are one some of the things we did. It was fun and I met a lot of people. Would totally recommend it to anyone who is thinking about going. The leaders are as relaxed as the froshies.
"Yes, we are from SMC and we don't want your STDS you're dirty! You're dirty!"
Halloween Haunt
Hi. Wow it's been a long time since I camje here and blogged but here I am!
I am going to talk about Halloween Haunt. It's a special event throughout October weekends at Canada's Wonderland.
I got a call for an interview. I went and I got the job. In fact, the interview was so lax, that we all started laughing and making jokes. Other workers there had to come and tell us to be quiet.
Matt is also going to be working there. A way for him to earn cash/keep an eye on me/make sure I get home safely.
I am excited for it!
I am going to talk about Halloween Haunt. It's a special event throughout October weekends at Canada's Wonderland.
I got a call for an interview. I went and I got the job. In fact, the interview was so lax, that we all started laughing and making jokes. Other workers there had to come and tell us to be quiet.
Matt is also going to be working there. A way for him to earn cash/keep an eye on me/make sure I get home safely.
I am excited for it!
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