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April 15th, 2009
All the young dudes;
Omg... so akward. A "tête à tête" with my cross-country coach. Mum kept saying it wasn't so bad since he's "so good-looking", but that isn't the point. The point is, I was the only one who showed up, and so we ended up going to the Tandoori Bellevue, and I chewed a bone and hurt my tooth, and we looked like some sugar daddy kinda couple, it was embarrassing. Michael's nice, for sure, but come on. The director of the sports department drove by us as we were walking to the restaurant and he yelled out "behave now!". Ugh. Die.
That aside, the Awards Show was somewhat fun. They put up this picture slide, and I was glad I was only there twice for, like, a second. I looked decidedly horrible (already, I'm not photogenic, but then... no one really is when they're sweating and breathing their hearts out). Me and Svenja watched the fashion show rehearsals during the intermission, and we walked in right when the boys were in drag. It was wonderful, and I totally complimented a dude in a green dress and (!) matching green socks.
I'm not getting enough sleep lately. And I'm eating too many sweets (namely, chocolate).
I got a couple of pictures from the Kingston race, the last one. 5 km.( Just wow.Collapse )
April 14th, 2009
i ate too much chocolate
...so my Easter cookies turned out bleh, I think.
First: I cut them too thick. The recipe is supposed to yield 3 dozen cookies, I only made 2 dozen.
Second: I didn't put enough sugar. Yeah, the taste was a little bland.
Third: I didn't cook them long enough. They were too thick... so yeah.
I inally got the letter! I'm for sure gonna write back. (:( Easter Cookies: year oneCollapse )
April 13th, 2009
cookie's a cookin'
well, actually, dough's a chillin', but whatever.
Today I learned that I'm getting 600$ back in income tax returns... I nearly wept of joy. I mean... it just clears up my debts to Mum. The ones that were hanging over my head since Florida.
Okay, it doesn't clear the ones coming up for the car insurance and licenses, but that's a whole other basket of eggs (still in Easter mode)!
Technically, I owed Mum 300$ for the Elton John-Billy Joel ticket, and 195$ US for the things I bought in Florida. Now, if I convert correctly, this amount translates to 239 (let's round it out to 240). So 300 + 240 = 540. CLEARED. Amazing. The though of it is sweeter than chocolate (is obsessed).
255 + 250 (spread over 12 months) = 505$. And technically, since the insurance is spread over 12 months, I should be able to keep those payments of 22$ a month. So that means my debt should quickly be cleared as soon as I get a job! Plus, I'll get pay for that afternoon of working, which will help somewhat. Plus the extra 60$ I'll be getting from the returns. YES!
This is a positive shift. Only 5 minutes and I'm playing with the dough. Pictures up soon.
April 12th, 2009
Easter Loves Me.
And I love Easter.
I love Easter. The holiness. The tradition. The malted chocolate eggs. D: <3 :
I officially suck at badminton, and am also pissed we can't see Mamie and Papi today, as we always do, mostly because of my dumb uncle. Still, we went to the Pharmaprix, and all the creamy/malted/chocolate eggs made me happy. And the colours. And the plain old chocolaaate.
Mum actually bought me the huge chocolate hen. Amazing, I can now die. I mean, not that it beats a real one (well...) but it's so frickin' amazing! Prepare to see me with a pregnant woman's belly after this.
I just had to take pictures: ( Love <3Collapse )
April 4th, 2009
Erch. I'm watching Twilight. With Mum. Who was falling asleep.
March 28th, 2009
I might or might not have made a mistake
But then again, it's not like I haven't done it a zillion times in the past. What's once more?
I mean, losing friends should be something one gets used to easily, right?
I was wrong. I probably won't do it again, because people have feelings, and I know I'm a simple alien when it comes to human feelings and emotions. At the risk of sounding ridiculous: I think that's why I like Dr. Manhattan (from Watchmen) so much. I sure am not a reassembled mass of atoms - I don't shine blue - but I somehow relate. We share the same... detachment. A detachment sprinkled with needs all the same.
I ate so much yesterday. I ate so much today. I'll probably gain weight because of all this food. I keep thinking I will, yet every scale I go to keeps saying I'm steady; a couple even tell me I've lost weight. I don't know if I should worry or rejoice. Something is wrong. I shouldn't be at the same weight the way I'm eating. I feel like the extra pounds will pounce, unannounced, one morning and I'll just get the shock of my life.
I can't wait to go to school; who would've thought? But it's come now that I can't stand weekends all alone. It's still too cold to take walks at night. And school is getting better and better. And I'm getting to know the people there and they sometimes leave me gaping; he kinda amazes me.
I've discovered my 'song'. You know, like in Seinfeld. Where Elaine's boyfriend goes stiff on "Desperado". Where the paramedic goes stiff on "Witchy Woman". I think I've found a song that has that effect on me. I don't go stiff, but I can't think or function. Sometimes I drift. I daydream. The song... it's like a collision: the lyrics are about something hard and sad. But the music is like a sunrise, it's bright and full of hope, with a bit of nostalgia.
I hope I haven't made a mistake. I care so much it bothers me.
ps. Mum says it isn't normal to spoon with your friend. She says something's off. She says it's being a tease. He was drunk, and I was lonely. I guess I was wrong. I hope I haven't made a mistake. I've never had a touch like that before. I hope things won't turn out like they have with Shawn. (because I won't be able to handle it) Or worse: I could just pass as another dumb girl. I am not dumb. I know why I did what I did: I didn't sleep with him, I slept next
to him. And I vow not to do it again, because I'm apparently amoral and cannot be trusted to use my own judgment.
Current Music: Animal Instinct - The Cranberries
March 25th, 2009
Okay... so today totally rocked. :
That's all I can say. :3
March 18th, 2009
I'm pretty sure I posted this, but...
...Shinobu is a unisex name. :P
...so is Izzy. And Mel. Woohoo.
Current Mood: Hehhapheh
Current Music: Animal Instinct - The Cranberries
I most probably will be spending the weekend at Gab's. On the menu: Friday night, special birthday supper and club. Maybe just the two of us? It might actually end up that way. Saturday is recovery morning, I guess. Not that I plan to drink that much. But Saturday evening and night is the Irish party. God, I have to admit, I'm really curious about this one. Apparently it's very lively. Gab didn't want to go without me. It's her boyfriend's family's party. :
Sunday morning is more recovery, I guess? And Sunday evening, it's the cabane
. The sugar shack, haha.
I've got this newfound love for The Cranberries. It's just so lovely. It kind of translates how I feel... deep and down, melancolic and calm but not without a small fleck of hope. Most of all it has a girl's voice, and somehow this is important.
Today felt good. I was busy. I finished my Osheaga poster, and even if I didn't have enough time to properly tweak the Quebec logo into it, and forgot to put the web address, it still looks pretty good, I think. Ok, I admit I was really proud when I saw it all printed out on a big glossy poster, right between my fingers. Kinda like my first kid.
I gave in the homework I had ditched! Haha. Yeah, we got a whole week extension.
Aside from all that, maybe I've found someone whom I can do more than talk with?
At least, I don't think I'm asexual.
Current Music: Zombie - The Cranberries