Since I haven't write in a while, and since I should be writing a philosophical essay but have no inspiration nor motivation to do it, I thought it could be a good reason to blog. Though I don't have a precise subject to write about in particular, I decided I'll just write down random thoughts for my own entertainment, or maybe yours also, who knows? So here it goes:
- I did meet my dads gf because he wanted to invite her on christmas eve. But because we didnt wanted to meet her in this situation, we had to see her before, and that meant soon. I wasn't confortable with that, even less than before meeting my moms bf, and you know the reasons why, but of course it went ok. I didn't talk to her much though, but at least the ackwardness is gone and my dad is happy with that. I just hope he likes her for the good reasons. But I'm still afraid of what she could do to him if it ever goes bad....
- I realised how crazy people get because of christmas, and by crazy, I really mean insane. Working in a fancy bakery did help to come accross such fact, but I kinda been other things to get to such conclusions, like how fast christmas sales and decorations in stores arrive as soon as Halloween is over :P. Then everything as to be planned during those 2 crazy weeks of holidays, like, you know how you wish you could see some people to encounter and have a good time, but if it's not planned weeks ago, forget it, it seems there is a law or something that forbid people to be available on those days. Ridiculous. In my case, I wish I had free time to see people and do stuff with them, but because I said yes too fast to please my mother, I'll be spending this time away from those I really wanted to be with on holidays. Or working, bleh :P. They really got on my back when I told them I couldn't work for a week, I almost felt ashamed. And from now on, I feel I owe them something. So I gave them all my free time to prove I felt bad about leaving them for a short period of time. And because I hope they'll remember this when I'll be asking to not work on my mid-term week off :).
- Even though I consider myself as a true fan, it took me 3 weeks before seeing finally that movie I craved to see. You are allowed to laugh, I'm talking about New Moon. But I know you'll understand, since you told me you were also a fan, from what I remember.... Ahahaha. This Twilight phenomenon is really interesting in it's own way, because it is so popular and so addicting and also really not well considered if you talk about it. It's like a taboo to be fond of it. Because if you ever talk aloud about being pro team Edward or team Jacob, people will give you those hard looks meaning something like " Get a life" or " Grow up". I don't care. Well I try. Though I told people I read the 4 books ( in English :D ) and I saw the first movie too much times to mention it, I always hide my true enthusiasm about it, or they'll think I'm desperate :P. Really, is it that bad to like something that make you feel somewhat happy and joyful, when the caracters are, and resentful and sad when something bad happen to them, while reading it? I wish not. I wish people could react the same when I say Twilight is in my top 5 favorite books just like when I say I liked the book The Catcher in The Rye. But it seems there are some differences between those 2 books that make people judge you on your interests. Whatever, Edward is a whole lot more fascinating than Holden Caulfield :P.
And yet I'm about to see a show that is doing a full review of this year events, done by a group of comedians, I'll probably have something to write about this. But I'll end this post here because I find it already pretty long and I feel like if I don't post it now, it'll take forever before I do, just like the one about my mother's bf, ahahah. So that's it for now, and I can't wait to read about your recent experiment ;) !
Oh and by the way, did it snow in Halifax yet? I wish you some for the Holidays if it hasn't yet :) ! Take care!
-Robi
Dec 14, 2009
Nov 27, 2009
Shouldn't have post it, but still did :P
I recently had an illumination, or actually, it was more like a something I realized in chock. I am materialistic. It might sound pretty absurd, or stunning, but I really am, and as I realized it, I'm starting to be depressed by it. By materialistic, I mean that I give too much importance to objects, most of the time the ones I own. Well, it's good on the perspective that I take care of my belongings, but it's bad in a way that I shouldn't care as much as I do naturally. Firts example, last year, while traveling, I got my iPod stolen. It drove me crazy mad on the moment. Not because it was expensive or usueful, even if those elements are important to consider, but mostly because it was MINE. I do know if you get what I'm trying to explain... Or, recently, I bought an new iPod, the big one, the one with Wi-Fi, large touch screen, with games and a bunchful of cool applications. Not 3 weeks after I bought it, it broke: water got in it (mmh reminds me something.. ;). I was pissed! Not because I didn't even have it for that much time, but because even with all the care I took with it, it still broke. Not convince yet? Here is my last example, among so many others I couldn't mention because there's too much, or maybe not as "major" as those ones. So this week, I happen to be on my computer on my day of to check my emails, listen to music, watever stuff I do everytime I turn it on. But that day, for any reason, it didn't start. I'll skip the big details, it was totally broken. I surely panicked, but called this technician pro-computer to pick up my computer and fix it. The same day he brought it, he calls me few hours later, telling it's the hard-drive that's finished, broken, over, no more functionnal. And you know what this mean. To me, it was like the end of the world! All my files, music, pictures, everything, was lost! Now is the time you tell me: "damm, youre really pathetic!! " :P. I know. Now. To react like I did in all those examples, I must have gone pretty low. To care more for my belongings than my folks, almost, it's pretty bad. But since I realized this, I'm thinking of a new way to be towards inanimated objects. And no, I haven't lost anything from my computer, thanks to the wonderful technician :P. So I now have no reason to stick to this behavior. I need to remind myself that objects are not alive, and without them, we could still live, and theres worst things in the world than brake whatever gadget.
What a weird post, you can say. God, I need a life to write about :S. Or at least inspiration :P. Because I'm not in the mood to talk about my father, and you already heard about it anyways, and I haven't met his gf yet, so whatsto say? I guess not that much, beside she has the same name than my sister, ugh, how wrong is that? Anyhoozle, I should just finish this oh so not interesting post before writting about even less interesting stuff, if that could be possible, :P ahahah!
Good night to you! Hope you have a not to stressing end of semester :).
-Robi
What a weird post, you can say. God, I need a life to write about :S. Or at least inspiration :P. Because I'm not in the mood to talk about my father, and you already heard about it anyways, and I haven't met his gf yet, so whatsto say? I guess not that much, beside she has the same name than my sister, ugh, how wrong is that? Anyhoozle, I should just finish this oh so not interesting post before writting about even less interesting stuff, if that could be possible, :P ahahah!
Good night to you! Hope you have a not to stressing end of semester :).
-Robi
Nov 16, 2009
Just Feel Like Writing
Now, I know that this is not in our usual turn taking tradition, but I feel like writing something, so here I am...
Nothing in particualar that was ultimately inspiring this, but you know...there usually isn't haha
Today we had our midterms. The entire first year class, covering EVERYTHING we have learned so far this year. Let's just keep in mind that this is a course incorporating 4 uni courses in one...
that should give you an idea of the 2 foot pile of books we had to study. Ugh. I was feeling a bit depressed about it, to be honest. As most people we. Never have I heard to many people joking about making a "Casual trip to the seventh circle" (aka Dante's seventh circle of hell. Aka, among other things: Suicide." It was overwhelming to a high degree.
And I just kept thinking about how many hours I spent working at all my various jobs in order to save up for university, and now that I'm here...spending more time drinking than studying, and more time just hanging around (but enjoying life) than anything else.
Up until this, it totally felt worth it, but I got a C on my last paper, and I'm just feeling like I should make some subtle lifestyle changes if I know what's good for me. This, and I'm the nerdiest of all my friends here. Haha, they are a good time, but...well, perhaps not the most acedemically inclined, you could say.
No regrets tho, that's not what I'm saying. Just, there is room for improvement, and now that I have recognized that, I know I need to start putting more time and effort into my studies.
So this weekend was literally 100% studying. And absolutely nothing else. Like, besides meals and...well, that's it really, it was all information reabsorption for me!
It was good tho, because all of us were in desperate need of studying, and nobody wanted to fail (altho, well....shit happens haha) so we stayed on topic at least 95% of the time. I have never in my life studied so productively. And, I am sure that I passed! Perhaps not with flying colours, but at least by a significant margin. If I took that exam 3 days ago...well, let's just say the significant margin would be on the other side of the pass/fail line. So I have been in a pretty excellent mood since then :)
And tonight, as celebration, Aidan and I are going out for dinner, which is wonderful on so many levels. We haven't seen each other as much lately (tho we obviously still see each other a lot, living about 50ft away from each other) and, no cafeteria food, horray!
Anyways tho, I shall leave it at that for today.
Love Edna
Nothing in particualar that was ultimately inspiring this, but you know...there usually isn't haha
Today we had our midterms. The entire first year class, covering EVERYTHING we have learned so far this year. Let's just keep in mind that this is a course incorporating 4 uni courses in one...
that should give you an idea of the 2 foot pile of books we had to study. Ugh. I was feeling a bit depressed about it, to be honest. As most people we. Never have I heard to many people joking about making a "Casual trip to the seventh circle" (aka Dante's seventh circle of hell. Aka, among other things: Suicide." It was overwhelming to a high degree.
And I just kept thinking about how many hours I spent working at all my various jobs in order to save up for university, and now that I'm here...spending more time drinking than studying, and more time just hanging around (but enjoying life) than anything else.
Up until this, it totally felt worth it, but I got a C on my last paper, and I'm just feeling like I should make some subtle lifestyle changes if I know what's good for me. This, and I'm the nerdiest of all my friends here. Haha, they are a good time, but...well, perhaps not the most acedemically inclined, you could say.
No regrets tho, that's not what I'm saying. Just, there is room for improvement, and now that I have recognized that, I know I need to start putting more time and effort into my studies.
So this weekend was literally 100% studying. And absolutely nothing else. Like, besides meals and...well, that's it really, it was all information reabsorption for me!
It was good tho, because all of us were in desperate need of studying, and nobody wanted to fail (altho, well....shit happens haha) so we stayed on topic at least 95% of the time. I have never in my life studied so productively. And, I am sure that I passed! Perhaps not with flying colours, but at least by a significant margin. If I took that exam 3 days ago...well, let's just say the significant margin would be on the other side of the pass/fail line. So I have been in a pretty excellent mood since then :)
And tonight, as celebration, Aidan and I are going out for dinner, which is wonderful on so many levels. We haven't seen each other as much lately (tho we obviously still see each other a lot, living about 50ft away from each other) and, no cafeteria food, horray!
Anyways tho, I shall leave it at that for today.
Love Edna
Nov 10, 2009
Hmm, no topic yet in mind for this post...
What to write about today...well, I'll just start typing and some thought or another will come out..
I just wrote a Psych exam. Oh god, not off to a very interesting start with this, but it was really quite infuriating. The questions made absolutely no sense. I think the teacher is illiterate, honestly. Like, I spent half my time in there just trying to figure out what the questions were asking, and even though I knew what I would say as the answer, my answers obviously depended on what the question was, so I feel it didn't so much reflect my knowledge of psychology so much as my ability to guess at the correct interpretation of that muddle of words he had put in place of a question.
Isn't this stuff not supposed to happen at psychology? I mean, trick questions are one things...grammatically incompetent science profs should not be allowed to write their own exams. Ugh!
And this is not a second language jab of any kind, I hope you are not thinking that...you have far superior English language skills to this guy, and he is from Nova Scotia!
Anyways, that really riled me, as I'm sure you can tell.
Thank God tomorrow is a holiday!
Hmm, what else? I dunno, I feel out of sorts lately. I'm getting super restless once again. It was bound to happen. I want to escape! I love it here, but I really just want to travel. Like, I want to have the challenge of getting from one place to another and figuring out what I need to do to survive there. Sounds dramatic...and it is, which is excactly why it is appealling! When I am here, I try at school because it is what I am here to be doing, but at the same time, I know this isn't what I want to do. Like, well it is. I mean, I still love Kings, and the people, and Aidan is awesome, etc. So out of any school, any single place even, this is where I would want to be. But I don't want to stay in one place! I want to drift and learn and experience and meet new people all the time...and I feel I am risking getting attatched to people here. Especially with Aidan. And it's sketching me out for some reason. Like, I don't want to get attatched to the people, because it will attatch me to a place. Does that make sense? At the same time, I don't want to be some heartless cold person who refuses to let anyone in. That is possibly and even more unappealling option. What is more important? I say I'm not making any decisions until I absolutely have to, and anything could happen between now and the end of the year, but that doesn't mean these things don't cross my mind.
Also, I have been frustrated with myself lately because I continue to refer to Courtenay as home, even though I don't consider it as my home. Like, I wouldn't say that I truly, truly think of Halifax as home yet...it hasn't been long enough for that, but it is my home. If that makes any sense. Courtenay, on the other hand, is somewhere I can't imagine I will ever live again, so why do I refer to it that way? I think it might just be because when I say Courtenay, people have no idea what I'm talking about. Maybe. But now people are starting to talk about going home for Christmas, whereas I am staying at Dal for a month. It just seems like a depressing option...altho, perhaps less depressing than going home tends to be, and I know that is how a lot of people feel about going. But all my friends will be gone. Like, lots of them live near Halifax, but they will be with their families, not on campus, and I will be in res at Dal. Ugh. :( So when I came to that realization, I was quite saddened. At the same time tho, it is a great opportunity to save some money, I just really need to find a job.
So basically, I have been in more of a sombre contemplative mood lately...I think a lot of people have been here. Anyways, I'm gonna go...
Peace :)
Edna
I just wrote a Psych exam. Oh god, not off to a very interesting start with this, but it was really quite infuriating. The questions made absolutely no sense. I think the teacher is illiterate, honestly. Like, I spent half my time in there just trying to figure out what the questions were asking, and even though I knew what I would say as the answer, my answers obviously depended on what the question was, so I feel it didn't so much reflect my knowledge of psychology so much as my ability to guess at the correct interpretation of that muddle of words he had put in place of a question.
Isn't this stuff not supposed to happen at psychology? I mean, trick questions are one things...grammatically incompetent science profs should not be allowed to write their own exams. Ugh!
And this is not a second language jab of any kind, I hope you are not thinking that...you have far superior English language skills to this guy, and he is from Nova Scotia!
Anyways, that really riled me, as I'm sure you can tell.
Thank God tomorrow is a holiday!
Hmm, what else? I dunno, I feel out of sorts lately. I'm getting super restless once again. It was bound to happen. I want to escape! I love it here, but I really just want to travel. Like, I want to have the challenge of getting from one place to another and figuring out what I need to do to survive there. Sounds dramatic...and it is, which is excactly why it is appealling! When I am here, I try at school because it is what I am here to be doing, but at the same time, I know this isn't what I want to do. Like, well it is. I mean, I still love Kings, and the people, and Aidan is awesome, etc. So out of any school, any single place even, this is where I would want to be. But I don't want to stay in one place! I want to drift and learn and experience and meet new people all the time...and I feel I am risking getting attatched to people here. Especially with Aidan. And it's sketching me out for some reason. Like, I don't want to get attatched to the people, because it will attatch me to a place. Does that make sense? At the same time, I don't want to be some heartless cold person who refuses to let anyone in. That is possibly and even more unappealling option. What is more important? I say I'm not making any decisions until I absolutely have to, and anything could happen between now and the end of the year, but that doesn't mean these things don't cross my mind.
Also, I have been frustrated with myself lately because I continue to refer to Courtenay as home, even though I don't consider it as my home. Like, I wouldn't say that I truly, truly think of Halifax as home yet...it hasn't been long enough for that, but it is my home. If that makes any sense. Courtenay, on the other hand, is somewhere I can't imagine I will ever live again, so why do I refer to it that way? I think it might just be because when I say Courtenay, people have no idea what I'm talking about. Maybe. But now people are starting to talk about going home for Christmas, whereas I am staying at Dal for a month. It just seems like a depressing option...altho, perhaps less depressing than going home tends to be, and I know that is how a lot of people feel about going. But all my friends will be gone. Like, lots of them live near Halifax, but they will be with their families, not on campus, and I will be in res at Dal. Ugh. :( So when I came to that realization, I was quite saddened. At the same time tho, it is a great opportunity to save some money, I just really need to find a job.
So basically, I have been in more of a sombre contemplative mood lately...I think a lot of people have been here. Anyways, I'm gonna go...
Peace :)
Edna
Nov 4, 2009
Train de Vie
As a student, I get to travel by bus and metro everyday of school, lucky me.... nawt :P. Well of course it isn't so bad, since it's cheaper than a car and can pretty much go everywhere you need to go and it's better for the environment, but don't you hate it when it's crowded, loudy and stressing? And what about when you miss the bus you wanted to catch and have to wait for the next one..........in 30 minutes! Than have 45 minutes riding it before getting home! Oh God, you can say! But I'll be optimistic and say that there is one thing I particularly like about common transportation and is quite entertaining sometimes, is watching people. I'm not a stalker or anything, don't take me wrong, but I really like to secretly observe people around. I pay attention to details, like what that man is wearing, is facial expression, where is looking at, and then, I like to make up a story about him, or whoever I'm watching, trying to guess his job, is temper, even his destination. And I always find it fascinating when you see one of those, I'll say weirdos, but the meanless way, acting funny or something, and then realize you're not the only one looking at him and watch others reaction, it can be so much fun sometimes! Like this other day I was coming back from my drum lesson, I was waiting to catch the metro, and a man was walking without going straight and was mumbling those things I couldn't understand, than he would sometimes stop at people and talk louder to them but what he'll be saying was nonsense, so people will just look at him and not know what to answer back. As I was bitting my lip trying not to laugh, I saw this other guy a bit further looking at the same scenario going on, then we looked at eachother, and kinda a smile in a way saying like "huhuh what a funny thing!". Ahaha, anyways, it's sound ridiculous saying it like this, but it can make my day sometimes, like, I'm realizing that's when people are the more human, if I can say, when they smile. I mean, when you are surrounded by hundreds, or even just dozens of people, you don't really pay attention to each one of them, and they're just people to you, but when you take the time to look at some of them, and see them smile, it makes them unique, human, among the whole crowd. Ugh I'm so not good to explain it, mostly if I need to translate it :S, but I just hope you get the picture somehow. Anyways, metro and bus can be annoying, but fascinating and entertaining, when you take the time to pay attention to details ^^. And actually, I was just talking to my dear sister about it, and I really wish someday someone would make a movie about it, like following some persons and go throught their day or thoughts, then switch to another, just to show how unique is every person, even though he seems to be just one among many others. Anyways, I just wanted to blog about this so it might encourage maybe to write one day the scenario of that movie to come, who knows? Ahahah, we'll see, though I always wanted to write a book, I never got to start one yet, I just get an idea, than think about something else later on.
So I think that's it for now, I'll write about it if I ever get to start something !
Good nite!
So I think that's it for now, I'll write about it if I ever get to start something !
Good nite!
Oct 29, 2009
A wonderful and unexpected development :)
Remember my last post, about the first date scenrio? Well, it has turned into...
A BOYFRIEND SCENARIO!!!
Omg I am so happy. I cannot believe it. And I just think about it and I'm like...this doesn't happen to me! I'm the 1-or-2-week-meaningless-"thing"-girl. I'm not the relationship girl! But, seems things have changed because I feel like this is the real deal. For once in my life, I really have fallen for somebody. I don't even want to say it because I am so scared that I will jinx it and this will turn out like all the others...but this just is not like all the others.
For one thing, it started with a date.
This is a first.
We weren't even drunk! How very strange. :P
So that is the first huge difference. I feel totally different about him. Like, I feel totally comfortable with him and we talk about the most interesting and the most personal things, and it is good. I feel like I can say things without having to worry for any reason. Haha, also he is an American so whenever he says something I don't like I start talking about "those Goddamn Americans" :P
That usually does the trick.
In a very joking, affectionate way of course.
And we have so much physical contact, like he never drops my hand when we might be seen, and we give each other kisses all the time just because we want to...like, all these things that mean that it is right. We joke around a lot too...like, we enjoy ourselves. I dunno, I could go on forever, but yah, like we just go together really well. We are always going for walks and stuff like that too, which lots of people dont like doing so its special to me that he also loves to wander. Omg just everything. And he says the cutest things and is just the sweetest guy. It's weird...the guy who just got out of rehab is like the sweetest guy here. People are always so surprising. Like, there is so much to every person. Especially him, I think.
Anyways, so things are going very well in that department. Yesterday he told me that I should be proud because he had a 2 weeks rule coming to university, and as of tomorrow, I will have caused him to break it. Hopefully I break it by a highly significant amount. Also, I am tired of being subject to, or subjecting other people to, endless variations of the 2 week rule. Perhaps I can tell him of my many experiences so he knows he isn't missing out on anything. :P
Hmm. So what else...well I won't talk about school because I am currently working on essay aversion tactics (not that they need any work- I am already excellent at avoiding schoolwork).
Oh yah, we went camping this weekend! A bunch of us, mostly the same people who went swimming that day, went to Cape Breton and it was wonderful! Absolutely goes down in history, that one. But perhaps I will save that for another time...and I think a bunch of us, a different group, are going again this weekend! I love Kings! :)
I think my roommate is getting a little down lately tho: Goal for next week is to hopefully do something to cheer that girl up! It's because of so much school work, and the glamour of residence life is rubbing off etc. I want her to go back to exciting Gwen tho (not that she is unexciting now, but you know what I mean), so hopefully things turn around for her.
Ohhh yah! And we have found the house we want to live in next year! There are 7 of us who want to live together next year, and 2 of them were walking this morning and found this great 10 bedroom house getting renovated, and it will be available for next year! Most excellent. It is good to know I have a place to go next year. Still not 100% sure whether I will be travelling, but I love the people here and I think it would be good to spend 4 years with them. So maybe 4 months off in between each year will suffice.
Peace!
Love Edna :)
A BOYFRIEND SCENARIO!!!
Omg I am so happy. I cannot believe it. And I just think about it and I'm like...this doesn't happen to me! I'm the 1-or-2-week-meaningless-"thing"-girl. I'm not the relationship girl! But, seems things have changed because I feel like this is the real deal. For once in my life, I really have fallen for somebody. I don't even want to say it because I am so scared that I will jinx it and this will turn out like all the others...but this just is not like all the others.
For one thing, it started with a date.
This is a first.
We weren't even drunk! How very strange. :P
So that is the first huge difference. I feel totally different about him. Like, I feel totally comfortable with him and we talk about the most interesting and the most personal things, and it is good. I feel like I can say things without having to worry for any reason. Haha, also he is an American so whenever he says something I don't like I start talking about "those Goddamn Americans" :P
That usually does the trick.
In a very joking, affectionate way of course.
And we have so much physical contact, like he never drops my hand when we might be seen, and we give each other kisses all the time just because we want to...like, all these things that mean that it is right. We joke around a lot too...like, we enjoy ourselves. I dunno, I could go on forever, but yah, like we just go together really well. We are always going for walks and stuff like that too, which lots of people dont like doing so its special to me that he also loves to wander. Omg just everything. And he says the cutest things and is just the sweetest guy. It's weird...the guy who just got out of rehab is like the sweetest guy here. People are always so surprising. Like, there is so much to every person. Especially him, I think.
Anyways, so things are going very well in that department. Yesterday he told me that I should be proud because he had a 2 weeks rule coming to university, and as of tomorrow, I will have caused him to break it. Hopefully I break it by a highly significant amount. Also, I am tired of being subject to, or subjecting other people to, endless variations of the 2 week rule. Perhaps I can tell him of my many experiences so he knows he isn't missing out on anything. :P
Hmm. So what else...well I won't talk about school because I am currently working on essay aversion tactics (not that they need any work- I am already excellent at avoiding schoolwork).
Oh yah, we went camping this weekend! A bunch of us, mostly the same people who went swimming that day, went to Cape Breton and it was wonderful! Absolutely goes down in history, that one. But perhaps I will save that for another time...and I think a bunch of us, a different group, are going again this weekend! I love Kings! :)
I think my roommate is getting a little down lately tho: Goal for next week is to hopefully do something to cheer that girl up! It's because of so much school work, and the glamour of residence life is rubbing off etc. I want her to go back to exciting Gwen tho (not that she is unexciting now, but you know what I mean), so hopefully things turn around for her.
Ohhh yah! And we have found the house we want to live in next year! There are 7 of us who want to live together next year, and 2 of them were walking this morning and found this great 10 bedroom house getting renovated, and it will be available for next year! Most excellent. It is good to know I have a place to go next year. Still not 100% sure whether I will be travelling, but I love the people here and I think it would be good to spend 4 years with them. So maybe 4 months off in between each year will suffice.
Peace!
Love Edna :)
Oct 23, 2009
When I'll finally manage to publish something... :P
It seems I can't be original for titles, whenever I try :P ahahah. So as I was walking back from work tonight, I thought about all those things I should write about, because my problem is not finding a subject, but more choosing in all the things I want to write about! I could write them all, but sometimes I forget one or two and they just never get written. So tonight's post won't be about me meeting my moms bf, I know I owe you that one, it's started actually, but since things didn't go as planned, the post will be changed too. Whatever, tonight's post will be more about my plans for next year. Since I realized 2009, even if its not over yet, was probably the most unexciting year ever, I wanted to make sure 2010 won't be as boring as this year. And for this I need to plan in advance what I'll be doing. The thing is I have two main options, which are going to university or traveling. I say main options, because then they both each have other options, which are what studying at university, and where to travel at. Decisions decisions..... bleh :S. The worst thing is that I've been dreaming about traveling for months between college and university, but now that time has come of planning, I'm not sure anymore, first because of the destination still unknown then the lack of money :P. I hate it!
On the other hand, if I start university next year, I kinda know what to study in, but since I'm not sure more than, I'll say 75% :P, it's not enough for me to want absolutely to do this next year. I actually found out what I may study in few weeks ago, while my friend was trying to convince me to study at the same place she is, which is 5h from Montreal, and could have been nice, but no programs there really interested me, enough at leats to be worth it to study "that far". And then I was thinking about this possibility I thought once, to go work in English canadians schools and teach French, which could be great because I really like my culture and my language, and teaching it to kids would be really motivating and it's better for them than being teach by some Irish man who barely knows French, don't you think ? (*wink wink ;). So then I look up for a program that could lead me to do that and I found it, exaclty what I was looking for, I was so thrilled ! The only thing is that this program is only available in 2 universities, the 2 closest to my town, bleh :P. Well, it's not that bad of a thing, but I sure wished I could find something exclusive to a far school, for change... but I guess it could be practical to stick at my parents house while studying. The same friend who brought me to look for this also sent me a link about that special organism that sends students all over the planet to help teachers to teach French and their culture, which seems TOTALLY what I need to do!! I can't wait for the registration period, maybe that will help me make my decision for next year..... I really hope so. Because about that thing I register for, to go to Peru, well guess who didn't make the first draw :P. Yep, I was pretty disappointed too, but it's alright, I'll find something better :).
Wow, that post took me forever to write, I actually wrote it in 3 parts, what a bad blogger I am :S. But I'm kinda proud about the end, it actually helped me to sort things out in a way. So those were my updates for the moments, plus the no-meeting up with that guy from Portland, bleh. Anyways, sorry for the nosense sometimes, I know it can be confusing loll. Damm, I need to find something to write about to not make this end with a "sorry".... Oh here: My mom, brother and I are going to Florida for New Year eve, how exciting! Well depends on the point of view, I may have realized I said yes too quickly. Whatever, we'll see what will happen. I know it's alot further in time, but do you yourself have plans for holidays? "Ah tell me about it! C'mon !" ^^
So thats it for now, good night,
oh and Happy Halloween :), which can't be as funny as the one last year.... you know..." carrot carrot" ;)
On the other hand, if I start university next year, I kinda know what to study in, but since I'm not sure more than, I'll say 75% :P, it's not enough for me to want absolutely to do this next year. I actually found out what I may study in few weeks ago, while my friend was trying to convince me to study at the same place she is, which is 5h from Montreal, and could have been nice, but no programs there really interested me, enough at leats to be worth it to study "that far". And then I was thinking about this possibility I thought once, to go work in English canadians schools and teach French, which could be great because I really like my culture and my language, and teaching it to kids would be really motivating and it's better for them than being teach by some Irish man who barely knows French, don't you think ? (*wink wink ;). So then I look up for a program that could lead me to do that and I found it, exaclty what I was looking for, I was so thrilled ! The only thing is that this program is only available in 2 universities, the 2 closest to my town, bleh :P. Well, it's not that bad of a thing, but I sure wished I could find something exclusive to a far school, for change... but I guess it could be practical to stick at my parents house while studying. The same friend who brought me to look for this also sent me a link about that special organism that sends students all over the planet to help teachers to teach French and their culture, which seems TOTALLY what I need to do!! I can't wait for the registration period, maybe that will help me make my decision for next year..... I really hope so. Because about that thing I register for, to go to Peru, well guess who didn't make the first draw :P. Yep, I was pretty disappointed too, but it's alright, I'll find something better :).
Wow, that post took me forever to write, I actually wrote it in 3 parts, what a bad blogger I am :S. But I'm kinda proud about the end, it actually helped me to sort things out in a way. So those were my updates for the moments, plus the no-meeting up with that guy from Portland, bleh. Anyways, sorry for the nosense sometimes, I know it can be confusing loll. Damm, I need to find something to write about to not make this end with a "sorry".... Oh here: My mom, brother and I are going to Florida for New Year eve, how exciting! Well depends on the point of view, I may have realized I said yes too quickly. Whatever, we'll see what will happen. I know it's alot further in time, but do you yourself have plans for holidays? "Ah tell me about it! C'mon !" ^^
So thats it for now, good night,
oh and Happy Halloween :), which can't be as funny as the one last year.... you know..." carrot carrot" ;)
Oct 17, 2009
Edna Goes on Her First Real Date Ever!
Is it sad that I made it this long without ever being asked out? Well, let me tell you, this more than made up for it.
So the other day, Thursday if we want to be particular...or wait let's back it up a bit, to Wednesday. On Wed, I was just sitting in my room, and there was this knocking on the door. I said come in, but they didn't come in so I was like hmm, who is this? Because my friends would just come in, mostly without knocking. So yah, I opened the door and there were three boys: one is a friend, but the others were just aquaintences who I liked. They were wearing bathing suits, and wanted to know if I wanted to come swimming in the ocean. I was like, yah! This is great, I'll go! And them and me and another girl who lives on our floor went swimming in the ocean (aka jumped in, shocked ourselves awake, ran out) and it was SO much fun. Really.
So then, the next day, one of the aquaintance boys, Aiden, was sitting on the steps when I walked by, and he said hi and I stopped to talk to him, and we talked for a few minutes and then I was like, Ok I'm gonna go, see you. And I went back to my room...
Then a little while later, there was a knock on the door. I said Come in! But they didn't come in and I was like again? Why don't people just open it!? So I went over....And it was Aiden!
This was very surprising, as, as I mentioned before, we are just aquaintances.
Then he was like, I know this is forward, but you seem like one of the more intriguing people here, and I was wondering if you wanted to out to dinner sometime? And I was like yes I do!
It was great.
Then I got all excited, and also it was just so unexpected and I told the Sisterhood (my best girl friends) and they were SO excited. Let me just say that Aiden is like, the heartthrob on campus. The classic example when people are naming cute guys at Kings. So this was very exciting news, let me tell you! Omg.
So, we went out to the hammock for a bit, and Aiden sent me absolutely the cutest texts. They were like, I don't know where I got the courage to come ask you, and like that he hadn't smiled for such a long time in a long time. He totally made my day and I told him that. It was just so cute.
He is such an upfront person- like I feel like he is so open about everything and it makes for such good conversations. But yah, we went on a date last night, and we walked to a vegetarian restaurant and we were talking about yah, we were both nervous because he hasn't actually asked a girl out since like gr 8 or something, and I have actually never been asked out so far as I can recall (oh wait, besides one creeper at work once, but I never went on it), and yah. Then we had a really good conversation...like, we talked about so many things. He was going to go to school for pottery and sculpting, but figured it wasn't excactly a moneymaker so now hes in FYP, and yah just lots of interesting things.
Then we went for a walk...an adventure...and we walked down the train tracks in the rain all the way to the station, and saw some trains go by and talked to a conductor and it was just awesome. Then we came back to Kings, and my God it was a gong show. Everybody was far too drunk. It was funny, but honestly, too much. So we each did our own thing for a bit, then saw each other again at the parties, and it was funny...we were like, laughing at all the madness around us because we both had had a few drinks, but werent really drunk, just observing really.
It was so sweet. Then we decided to go swimming in the ocean again this morning, so we met up at 8, and walked down...then we went to breakfast with everyone and heard all the tales of the wild night...and there were many, I tell you.
Then we went to the Farmers Market, and he bought us these waffles and we looked at different things and it was such a nice atmosphere and then we went and sat at the dock, and we were takling about how we both loved the ocean. Aiden has a pet hermit crab, and I decided yesterday that it needs some shells to keep it company, so we walked back along the tracks and back to a little beach, and found some shells. We were joking and talking and just having a good time, and it is just wonderful. Like, this morning was amazing. We talked about things I haven't talked to other people at Kings before, and it was really nice.
After that, we went back to his room and put the shells in the hermit crab box and watched him. We kissed too, in like the best way and he never tried to grope me or anything like that, which was nice. Then I had to go because I wanted to work on my essay (Yah I should really get on that....) but yah, he is so cute. So cute. Like, personality and physically. And he actually talks to me, which is so rare in guys to be so open. So yah, I am very happy. I feel like people think I am weird because I am smiling too much but hey, that's allowed. Erica's first date. Brilliant. What an excellent night and day.
So yup, that's my story and I'm sticking to it. :P
Love Edna
So the other day, Thursday if we want to be particular...or wait let's back it up a bit, to Wednesday. On Wed, I was just sitting in my room, and there was this knocking on the door. I said come in, but they didn't come in so I was like hmm, who is this? Because my friends would just come in, mostly without knocking. So yah, I opened the door and there were three boys: one is a friend, but the others were just aquaintences who I liked. They were wearing bathing suits, and wanted to know if I wanted to come swimming in the ocean. I was like, yah! This is great, I'll go! And them and me and another girl who lives on our floor went swimming in the ocean (aka jumped in, shocked ourselves awake, ran out) and it was SO much fun. Really.
So then, the next day, one of the aquaintance boys, Aiden, was sitting on the steps when I walked by, and he said hi and I stopped to talk to him, and we talked for a few minutes and then I was like, Ok I'm gonna go, see you. And I went back to my room...
Then a little while later, there was a knock on the door. I said Come in! But they didn't come in and I was like again? Why don't people just open it!? So I went over....And it was Aiden!
This was very surprising, as, as I mentioned before, we are just aquaintances.
Then he was like, I know this is forward, but you seem like one of the more intriguing people here, and I was wondering if you wanted to out to dinner sometime? And I was like yes I do!
It was great.
Then I got all excited, and also it was just so unexpected and I told the Sisterhood (my best girl friends) and they were SO excited. Let me just say that Aiden is like, the heartthrob on campus. The classic example when people are naming cute guys at Kings. So this was very exciting news, let me tell you! Omg.
So, we went out to the hammock for a bit, and Aiden sent me absolutely the cutest texts. They were like, I don't know where I got the courage to come ask you, and like that he hadn't smiled for such a long time in a long time. He totally made my day and I told him that. It was just so cute.
He is such an upfront person- like I feel like he is so open about everything and it makes for such good conversations. But yah, we went on a date last night, and we walked to a vegetarian restaurant and we were talking about yah, we were both nervous because he hasn't actually asked a girl out since like gr 8 or something, and I have actually never been asked out so far as I can recall (oh wait, besides one creeper at work once, but I never went on it), and yah. Then we had a really good conversation...like, we talked about so many things. He was going to go to school for pottery and sculpting, but figured it wasn't excactly a moneymaker so now hes in FYP, and yah just lots of interesting things.
Then we went for a walk...an adventure...and we walked down the train tracks in the rain all the way to the station, and saw some trains go by and talked to a conductor and it was just awesome. Then we came back to Kings, and my God it was a gong show. Everybody was far too drunk. It was funny, but honestly, too much. So we each did our own thing for a bit, then saw each other again at the parties, and it was funny...we were like, laughing at all the madness around us because we both had had a few drinks, but werent really drunk, just observing really.
It was so sweet. Then we decided to go swimming in the ocean again this morning, so we met up at 8, and walked down...then we went to breakfast with everyone and heard all the tales of the wild night...and there were many, I tell you.
Then we went to the Farmers Market, and he bought us these waffles and we looked at different things and it was such a nice atmosphere and then we went and sat at the dock, and we were takling about how we both loved the ocean. Aiden has a pet hermit crab, and I decided yesterday that it needs some shells to keep it company, so we walked back along the tracks and back to a little beach, and found some shells. We were joking and talking and just having a good time, and it is just wonderful. Like, this morning was amazing. We talked about things I haven't talked to other people at Kings before, and it was really nice.
After that, we went back to his room and put the shells in the hermit crab box and watched him. We kissed too, in like the best way and he never tried to grope me or anything like that, which was nice. Then I had to go because I wanted to work on my essay (Yah I should really get on that....) but yah, he is so cute. So cute. Like, personality and physically. And he actually talks to me, which is so rare in guys to be so open. So yah, I am very happy. I feel like people think I am weird because I am smiling too much but hey, that's allowed. Erica's first date. Brilliant. What an excellent night and day.
So yup, that's my story and I'm sticking to it. :P
Love Edna
Oct 16, 2009
mothers bf take 5 :P
So here I am sitting on my bed wondering about what Edna must be doing, for being too busy to post something! Ahahah, I'm kidding, I don't mind if she doesn't write anything, I'm just so happy when she does :). Anyways, my post tonight as I promise, will be about that famous night I met my moms boyfriend. Bid deal! Well not that much but still, it's quite an event! So first, the circumstances were kinda ackward, because I was back from work, so all messy looking, and biking, so exhausted, AND it was pouring icy rain, so all wet, oh great..... NOT. Anyways, I got in, and knew he was there sitting at the table with mother, but at first I couldn't look at him for any reasons, and then he started talking to me, amused by my state, I guess, and as he stood up and walk towards me with mother in front, I manage to give a look, and then I was relieved. Relieved because he didn't look like someone you don't get along with, you know those people, you just have to look at them and you know at this very moment you won't like them.... So here, he wasn't one of those, good thing in a way. Then we shook hands, I surely wasn't going to kiss him on the cheeks, that would be too much for the first seconds in his presence! But I felt kinda ridiculous, not only because I looked horrible with my humid raincoat and my muddy pants, also because I knew he knew I didn't want to meet him for so long, and he might have thought I would be really picky on watever he'll do or say, but seriously, at this point, I didn't really care. The first step was over, I didn't have to worry about what he'll be looking like or what I'll need to be in front of him. But then I had to shower and get ready because I had a night out, so for the first time, it was pretty quick view with barely talk. But the next day, I got to eat dinner alone with him and my mom, well my brother was suppose to be there too, but had better plans, sigh. It wasn't that bad though, in the meaning that we got to talk enough and we even exchange a complicity at one moment, when we started speaking about computers, which my mother lost track of the conversation, since she isn't into computers at all, except for work :P. So no ackward moments, but I didn't really like the way he was sometime mocking my mom, he barely knows her, in a way, and, I dont know I just didn't like it. So that was the only moment of "complicity" between us. I say the only, because I never got to see him after that night. And I know it will sound illogical, but I kinda take it personal that he left my mother not even 2 weeks after that week-end.... I mean, of course it's not because of me or whatever, and its not my mothers fault, of course, he said, but still, maybe I did say something I shouldn't have, or something.....
So I've been busy lately trying to confort poor heartbroken mother. Its good to realize sometimes you can be useful and helpful for somebody, which doesn't happen often in my case. So that was (finally!) the little story about this man who got with my mom, and then realized he needed more time with himself. I wont judge his choice, but still, it is a weird conclusion. Its my sister who will be the most relieved about this, since she still didn't want to meet him, and not even to hear about him. I was like this too for the first weeks, and I couldn't tell the exact reason that change my mind, but I just wanted to spend time my mom without making her to choose between wether of her kids or her bf she will spend the week-end with. So thats it for now, I'm starting to see my screen very blurry now that I've taken cold medicine and they starting to be effective. Yep, I too got a freakin cold, dammit! Hope I'll get better for Halloween tho :P Oh and it actually took me 5 days to write this entire post, and I'm way to lazy and drowsy to read it all over before publishing it, so sorry for the lack of sense.. :P
Anyways, take care,
and enjoy every moments, as usual :)
Robi. ;)
So I've been busy lately trying to confort poor heartbroken mother. Its good to realize sometimes you can be useful and helpful for somebody, which doesn't happen often in my case. So that was (finally!) the little story about this man who got with my mom, and then realized he needed more time with himself. I wont judge his choice, but still, it is a weird conclusion. Its my sister who will be the most relieved about this, since she still didn't want to meet him, and not even to hear about him. I was like this too for the first weeks, and I couldn't tell the exact reason that change my mind, but I just wanted to spend time my mom without making her to choose between wether of her kids or her bf she will spend the week-end with. So thats it for now, I'm starting to see my screen very blurry now that I've taken cold medicine and they starting to be effective. Yep, I too got a freakin cold, dammit! Hope I'll get better for Halloween tho :P Oh and it actually took me 5 days to write this entire post, and I'm way to lazy and drowsy to read it all over before publishing it, so sorry for the lack of sense.. :P
Anyways, take care,
and enjoy every moments, as usual :)
Robi. ;)
Oct 6, 2009
What goes around....and around...
Oh dear, what a poor title I just made up. Starts well. Actually, I didn't write this post for any good reasons, beside saying that I'm still alive and that I haven't forget about the blog, never would I! It's just that these days, life has been so......boring. Nothing is happening, but when I say nothing, I mean, that I'm mostly spending my days working and going to school. Period. How bad is that? Bad enough to make me think about things I wouldn't usually think about, like running away suddenly. But of course I wont ever do such thing, first because my sister is reading this and wont let me, then because I'm way too coward to leave school, family, and even work behind without any advice. That's a sad thing though I'm realizing through this reflection, that I have responsabilities, already, that keep me from going on my own. I wont say that family is a responsability, no, more like an attachment, but still, it makes you think twice about wanting to leave and for how long.... Well, I know those are superficial responsabilities, not like kids or an actual job, but still.....meh, nothing I guess. I'm conscious I'm complaining for nothing, and that this post is guetting quite long without saying anything, so I guess I should stop writing for the moment, sorry for that, by the way, you might have just waist a couple of minutes to read this nonsense, hope you'll find a way to get those back. Ok, I'm done, I swear.
Good nite !
Sorry :P
Good nite !
Sorry :P
Sep 28, 2009
Edna Finally makes a reappearance!
Sorry it has taken about a billion years for me to post! It isn't that I forgot about our wonderful blog...how could I?...I have just been so busy that I haven't had a chance!
University is wonderful, but it is a lot of work.
Hmm. So what should I write about? There is so much! I finished reading Plato's Republic today...Good Lord that was a dense book, but very interesting. Wish we had gone deeper into discussing it tho- I feel very unsatisfied about it and have about a hundred thousand or so questions I would love to ask somebody, but maybe by the end of this year (or maybe my life) I will be so philisophical and wise that I can answer them for myself! Never have I been so bombarded with philosophy, and it is wonderful. My eyes kinda hurt tho...I am perpetually behind on reading, yet I spend about 4 hours a day glued to one ancient text to another.
Whoa a fire truck just went by so furiously! It had on all its lights, its siren, AND was leaning on the horn! Holy Shiza! I almost want to go check out the fire that provoked that!
Hmm right so probably I should say something of substance eventually...
I went camping this weekend! My friend and I...well ok so we were kind of more than friends but not really if you get my drift...were being the operative word here as, like all my encounters with people on this earth this turned out to be very weird. So anyways, we hitched out to this place called uhm....Cape Spliff? Meh I dunno...about an hour and a half from Halifax anyways. The hike was supposed to be about 2 hours out to a spit in the Bay of Fundi, which is awesome. Of course, we took a wrong turn literally 5 minutes in and had to bushwack 4 miles before getting back on the trail. At first that was kinda fun, but after 4 hours we were pretty fricken frustrated.
Right so we literally were walking thru blackberry bushes etc. and both look like we have been attacked. Eventually, tho, we did get there.
And it was really beautiful and very windy, and the cliffs were awesome and it was truly great, that I will say.
And I will wrap this up pretty quick but want to hear the wierdest part of this experience? He was being quite standoffish etc and then in the morning when we were packing up and getting ready to leave, he was just like "With my friendships, after a few weeks, they usually just...fade out. And this is done. There is no next time." And I was like ok. Haha, I didn't even really care in a way because I could tell he wasn't excactly interested in being my friend anymore...even tho we hung out a lot for the first few weeks here and got along really well and all. Just he is a very strange person in some ways. Actually, we have very similar personalities...very similar. Just aside from this. I don't ANNOUNCE to people that we are no longer friends when we still have to hike back from some godforsaken rock together! Jeez Louise. But I was like yah, I'm cool with that. Whatever, I wasn't gonna fight him about it. I was like, thanks for telling me, anyways. He said that he is very determined and has his goals and life and doesn't do anything he can't justify as taking him towards that goal. Which I guess is fine if that's what he wants to do. Of course, his goal is to change the world to an agricultural society, and has no in between then and now. Actually, our view of the world is, once again, very similar and he talks pretty much the same way I did before I went to India and I was trying to explain to him that the world is much more complicated than he seems to think it is...not that I am an expert by any means, just jeez louise, and I thought I should at least try if he is going to restrict his life so much because of it.
ANYWAYS!
So, then he got like, super chatty the whole way back, which is something he has never been before, and I thought it was because he was like, feeling guilty and I was like, you know you don't have to feel bad, like I don't feel bad, I understand.
Which is true. I find it kind of funny tho, like I'm pretty sure that was the bluntest flat out rejection of my entire life...who does that!? How do I find these people???
So yup, that was my very strange hiking trip...it was still fun tho and I loved it because I got to go out to the Bay of Fundy and be in the forest and all those things I love and got rid of my cabin fever for the time being :D So that is excellent. And since I don't get attatched to people, I have already moved on with my life etc etc. Haha, really tho, I definitely see the humour in this situation. Esp since it is parallel to my roommates huge rejection this weekend...I won't go into it, but it was actually just as harsh! Hahaha,
well anyways I have to go edit a strange play and drink a lot of wine :P It's a girl on our floors birthday today, so should be fun...O Jeez uni is a gongshow :P
Anyways, love you lots! (directed to Robi, and I suppose anyone else who reads this, why not?)
Outdoor Edna
University is wonderful, but it is a lot of work.
Hmm. So what should I write about? There is so much! I finished reading Plato's Republic today...Good Lord that was a dense book, but very interesting. Wish we had gone deeper into discussing it tho- I feel very unsatisfied about it and have about a hundred thousand or so questions I would love to ask somebody, but maybe by the end of this year (or maybe my life) I will be so philisophical and wise that I can answer them for myself! Never have I been so bombarded with philosophy, and it is wonderful. My eyes kinda hurt tho...I am perpetually behind on reading, yet I spend about 4 hours a day glued to one ancient text to another.
Whoa a fire truck just went by so furiously! It had on all its lights, its siren, AND was leaning on the horn! Holy Shiza! I almost want to go check out the fire that provoked that!
Hmm right so probably I should say something of substance eventually...
I went camping this weekend! My friend and I...well ok so we were kind of more than friends but not really if you get my drift...were being the operative word here as, like all my encounters with people on this earth this turned out to be very weird. So anyways, we hitched out to this place called uhm....Cape Spliff? Meh I dunno...about an hour and a half from Halifax anyways. The hike was supposed to be about 2 hours out to a spit in the Bay of Fundi, which is awesome. Of course, we took a wrong turn literally 5 minutes in and had to bushwack 4 miles before getting back on the trail. At first that was kinda fun, but after 4 hours we were pretty fricken frustrated.
Right so we literally were walking thru blackberry bushes etc. and both look like we have been attacked. Eventually, tho, we did get there.
And it was really beautiful and very windy, and the cliffs were awesome and it was truly great, that I will say.
And I will wrap this up pretty quick but want to hear the wierdest part of this experience? He was being quite standoffish etc and then in the morning when we were packing up and getting ready to leave, he was just like "With my friendships, after a few weeks, they usually just...fade out. And this is done. There is no next time." And I was like ok. Haha, I didn't even really care in a way because I could tell he wasn't excactly interested in being my friend anymore...even tho we hung out a lot for the first few weeks here and got along really well and all. Just he is a very strange person in some ways. Actually, we have very similar personalities...very similar. Just aside from this. I don't ANNOUNCE to people that we are no longer friends when we still have to hike back from some godforsaken rock together! Jeez Louise. But I was like yah, I'm cool with that. Whatever, I wasn't gonna fight him about it. I was like, thanks for telling me, anyways. He said that he is very determined and has his goals and life and doesn't do anything he can't justify as taking him towards that goal. Which I guess is fine if that's what he wants to do. Of course, his goal is to change the world to an agricultural society, and has no in between then and now. Actually, our view of the world is, once again, very similar and he talks pretty much the same way I did before I went to India and I was trying to explain to him that the world is much more complicated than he seems to think it is...not that I am an expert by any means, just jeez louise, and I thought I should at least try if he is going to restrict his life so much because of it.
ANYWAYS!
So, then he got like, super chatty the whole way back, which is something he has never been before, and I thought it was because he was like, feeling guilty and I was like, you know you don't have to feel bad, like I don't feel bad, I understand.
Which is true. I find it kind of funny tho, like I'm pretty sure that was the bluntest flat out rejection of my entire life...who does that!? How do I find these people???
So yup, that was my very strange hiking trip...it was still fun tho and I loved it because I got to go out to the Bay of Fundy and be in the forest and all those things I love and got rid of my cabin fever for the time being :D So that is excellent. And since I don't get attatched to people, I have already moved on with my life etc etc. Haha, really tho, I definitely see the humour in this situation. Esp since it is parallel to my roommates huge rejection this weekend...I won't go into it, but it was actually just as harsh! Hahaha,
well anyways I have to go edit a strange play and drink a lot of wine :P It's a girl on our floors birthday today, so should be fun...O Jeez uni is a gongshow :P
Anyways, love you lots! (directed to Robi, and I suppose anyone else who reads this, why not?)
Outdoor Edna
Sep 27, 2009
Passion Quest ?
I'm not the kind of person who has a passion in particular. I mean, a passion I always had. Not that I'm not a enthusiastic person, I just tried a lot a of things but none of it stood out from the others, enough to say that I was passionate about it. In passion I mean more like activity, hobbie or something. Because I could say that travels and music are my passions, in a way. So is food. But like sports, I don't have a favorite one. I've tried a lot I can say, but never could say one was the ONE, you know..... Anyways, all this to say that few years ago, I tried african percussions lessons, and follow them for almost a whole year. What brought me to stop was first the summer, where the session stopped, than cegep had started, which brought me to allow more time to school, and work. But I loved it the time I took the lessons. What an interesting music instrument, in it's own way. It is so amazing how people are when they it their drum, we all get in this state of mind where we don't think about anything beside our hands and the leaders. You actually get to travel while playing, with all the legends and stories around each rythms, and the songs we learn. It really is a collective instrument, where differents people plays different beats with different kind of drums and everything mixes and harmonize. During the lesson, we were about 30 in the group and the room was full of this energized and well-being mood, it was great ! From every age, we were all happy to be there and to play together. Enough for me to not want to practise back home, on my own, in my too quiet house :P. For this Christmas, my parents even got me my own drum, and were stoked about me practising with it, but they never got to hear it, since I was too shy to let them hear me, or not into playing on my own, since is a lot less interesting than with my group. So that was 3 years ago, already, and I remember making myself the promess to start the lessons again, while I was in the West. I didn't get to start the lessons until this fall though, since I didn't have the money before, because it might not seems like it, but those lessons, even with all the fun and benefits they bring, they're quite expensive ! But with this super ordinary summer I spent working, I finally got to afford it, and started my first lesson this last week. Well, can't say I didn't loose the touch, but I surely had the same enthusiasm and fun! Though the group was a lot smaller, we were only 7 with the teacher, than 2 other percussionists joined to add to the beat. And surprinsingly, I was the only student of the group, the others all seemed to be in their 40s or more. Which I found really interesting, because you'll never think, if you see them anywhere else, that they actually take drum lessons, and during the course, they all seem so enthusiastic and cool ! Like, I wish I'll be able to let myself go like they do when I'll be the same age they do, they're so fun to watch. It's like they looked for the unusual but most passionating hobbie they could find, instead of the ordinary kinda hobbies other adults their age do. I just find it fascinating. Oh wait, did I just write "passionating" to describe this activity? Maybe I did find one I'll still do throughout the years, like until I reach the age of 40, or even more... who knows?
Sep 14, 2009
Hali oh Hali !
It's been now a week that I'm back from Halifax and since I haven't write about it yet, it's about time I do! Well, I'll just sumarize what happen that first night we got there, because that was quite a night, and I made myself the promise to write it down so I'll remember, and never do it EVER again :P. Like mention in my previous post, we arrived late at the airport so we missed the plane we were suppose to take, then once in Halifax, we knew we had nowhere to go because the hostel was full on that day and no one on couchsurfing answered us. So there we were, wandering in the airport, with nowhere to go or anyone to contact. The thing is, I was so tired of my week and so upside down because of the stress before the flight, I didn't manage to panic at any moment in that situation, how weird.... Oh well, I guess I just didn't want to make it look worst, or that it would have been useless anyways :P. So as we were thinking about maybe crashing in the airport for the night, or get to town and find a covered slide to sleep in, we got to the fact that maybe we did want to pay a little extra to at least sleep in a bed. We got to this counter where we can call hotels around the airport and found the cheapest with a free shuttle to get us there and breakfest included, how great! After missing the shuttle once because I misread the sign on it, we got to the hotel and Robi put out the Visa card: 150$ plus tax for this wrong-planned-first-night in holy Hali...!!! I wish I could say it was worth it, because the bed was awesomely confortable and the room as great, but we didn't stay for 12 hours and like I said, it was unplanned. Oh well, at least we made it to Kings in time, clean and rested, kinda.... and dear Edna got to meet her new collegues looking decent :). On my side, I got to walk around the city where I used to go, 3 years ago with other exchange students, oh old memories were brought back there, it got sensitive....not! Well a bit for sure, but I was mostly glad to be back, even though it wasn't the same without them. It still got to send a picture to one of them, so at least she could know I was there at the moment. So there I spent the day walking around, I even went to the place I used to live, but nobody was there, and of course I was too shy to knock or something, so instead I wrote them a quick letter saying I passed by and let my email adress, which I still find surprising, because I wouldn't usually have done it, but dunno, something pushed me doing it.....Anyways, I got tired of wandering and made my way back to Kings, because I didn't have a room at the hostel for that night either, so Edna let me crash there, I will still be thankful for that, since she wasn't allowed to have any visitors over yet, and that it was also her first night there, with new roommate Gwen. Do I need to mention that first year university students are freakin cool and funny? I spent that whole night in Edna's room, reading, relaxing, resting, whatever didn't need that much energy from me, and they kept walking in, loud, excited, funny, and drunk as the night went on....! I really got entertained, without even doing anything, they just needed to ask me those random questions like "to you think this shirt makes me look pregnant?" or random thoughts I can't quote because they were so much (and I obviously don't remember them :P ), it made me laugh a lot! And this went on for hours, hilarious! Anyways, the next day I also got to wander around the city, but went on an other part of the city, where it's quieter, well I thought so. I used to go there with my exchange friends to eat candies by the water and watch sunset, but during the day, alone, it's quite boring. So I decided to rest there a bit, read the brochures and random phamplets I was carrying for any reason in my purse, but all those families kept coming around, walking and talking loudly. They all seemed foreigners too, like Italian or Holland, and they was always one man louder, like a guide or something, walking with them. Weird. Whatever, I left not long after, done with the reading, and made my way to a Sobeys to buy lunch. I'll skip all the unimportant details to bring up the most important, when I went back to the campus to get my stuff and move it the hostel (yep, finally could book a night :P). From the campus, I got to walk with Edna, bored I guess of all the Frosch stuff going on, and was glad we could talk a bit. Even though she seemed really tired and upset, I was glad of that little chat we had on the stairs of that building we sat on. Well, obviously I'm glad of every chat we have. We surely talked a lot too while together, and still, I'm sure we would have had a lot more to talk about. That's probably the main reason of that blog, I guess, talking about whatever we would have tell each other, if we had been together. I sure hope the both of us will keep writing, or else that would mean we don't have anything to say anymore. But I'm not worried for the moment, since Ednas at uni, she surely will have a lot to tell, and I'll be quick to read it and answer it! :D
I still have one more day in Halifax to talk about, but since that day was mostly me walking around to pass the time, then encounter with Edna to walk a bit, saying goodbye, run to the hostel than catch the shuttle to the airport, it's not worth a story, I'll just end it here. How bad is this post ending, I know I could do better but eh, I've been writing this for hours! Gotta life, you know!
Ahhaha, kidding, but yeah, I don't know how to end this, so I'll just say: good nite! :)
I still have one more day in Halifax to talk about, but since that day was mostly me walking around to pass the time, then encounter with Edna to walk a bit, saying goodbye, run to the hostel than catch the shuttle to the airport, it's not worth a story, I'll just end it here. How bad is this post ending, I know I could do better but eh, I've been writing this for hours! Gotta life, you know!
Ahhaha, kidding, but yeah, I don't know how to end this, so I'll just say: good nite! :)
Sep 12, 2009
I LOVE UNIVERSITY!!!
Yup, that about sums it up.
Kings is the best place ever, I absolutely love it. The people here are marvelous and we learn about the most interesting things and every night is a party and every day is so chill and life is good. There is a lot of reading to be done, but we are all in the same boat and the lectures are so insightful that I want to read everything, just so I can understand it better.
My roommate, Gwen, is awesome. She is absolutely hilarious and the nicest girl and also messy like me and we are always laughing and saying and doing stupid things and then laughing some more...at the same time tho, we also talk about real things and have deep conversations. There is absolutely no one here who I would rather be roommates with. :D
We have already been written up a couple times because our room is a party room and we have done some things such as jumping out the window and burning insense...but nobody minds...the patrol are just other students and are super slack. They encourage us to drink and party and have a good time, just they make sure its inside instead of in the quad, or else the police show up.
So yes, this is a most excellent place. And so inclusive! Like, you can literally just walk up to anybody you want and introduce yourself, and that is more than fine...people love it! I have never met so many amazing people so fast! And everyone...ok well most people anyways...are so intelligent. I swear to God some are certified geniuses. In the afternoons, we all sit under the trees and read our books, then party at night. We know how to live here at Kings.
Then we go to lecture and tutorial and discuss the deepest topics, and its so crazy to hear what all these seeminly regular (ok well all joke that you have to be at least a little bit weird to go to Kings, but still) teenagers have the most insightful things to say. Its very reassuring to know that other people do enjoy discussing these things. All kinds of people too, there isnt any particular type here...altho, there are a LOT of students from private schools. Meh, I guess that means this school is a good one! Its so "prestigious"! Like, to be matriculated into the school, we had a very Harry Potter-esque ceremony where we all wore black robes and went in thru the chapel, where we signed our names in this huge book and then went to drink sherry in the Presidents suite. Like, how cool is that!? It's like living in the Victorian age or something I love it! So yes, this place is absolutely wonderful. Already I feel at home and I love the people and the things we are learning and the location and the fact that we can sit in our window and watch the world go by (and make friends with random strangers hahaha) and yah, I feel like this year is going to be a good one. Anyways, I have to go.
Bye! :)
PS I will answer your email soon. I promise! :D
Kings is the best place ever, I absolutely love it. The people here are marvelous and we learn about the most interesting things and every night is a party and every day is so chill and life is good. There is a lot of reading to be done, but we are all in the same boat and the lectures are so insightful that I want to read everything, just so I can understand it better.
My roommate, Gwen, is awesome. She is absolutely hilarious and the nicest girl and also messy like me and we are always laughing and saying and doing stupid things and then laughing some more...at the same time tho, we also talk about real things and have deep conversations. There is absolutely no one here who I would rather be roommates with. :D
We have already been written up a couple times because our room is a party room and we have done some things such as jumping out the window and burning insense...but nobody minds...the patrol are just other students and are super slack. They encourage us to drink and party and have a good time, just they make sure its inside instead of in the quad, or else the police show up.
So yes, this is a most excellent place. And so inclusive! Like, you can literally just walk up to anybody you want and introduce yourself, and that is more than fine...people love it! I have never met so many amazing people so fast! And everyone...ok well most people anyways...are so intelligent. I swear to God some are certified geniuses. In the afternoons, we all sit under the trees and read our books, then party at night. We know how to live here at Kings.
Then we go to lecture and tutorial and discuss the deepest topics, and its so crazy to hear what all these seeminly regular (ok well all joke that you have to be at least a little bit weird to go to Kings, but still) teenagers have the most insightful things to say. Its very reassuring to know that other people do enjoy discussing these things. All kinds of people too, there isnt any particular type here...altho, there are a LOT of students from private schools. Meh, I guess that means this school is a good one! Its so "prestigious"! Like, to be matriculated into the school, we had a very Harry Potter-esque ceremony where we all wore black robes and went in thru the chapel, where we signed our names in this huge book and then went to drink sherry in the Presidents suite. Like, how cool is that!? It's like living in the Victorian age or something I love it! So yes, this place is absolutely wonderful. Already I feel at home and I love the people and the things we are learning and the location and the fact that we can sit in our window and watch the world go by (and make friends with random strangers hahaha) and yah, I feel like this year is going to be a good one. Anyways, I have to go.
Bye! :)
PS I will answer your email soon. I promise! :D
Sep 6, 2009
Updates of that Get Together, according to Rob
So as the week went by, I was feeling that lots of things should have been written on this blog, but since we were too busy to stay in front of a computer, nothing had been written, as "you" see. So first, last friday was quite a day, starting from this horrible 8 hours shift at work after a 4h night of sleep, terrible. I felt so bad about letting dear friend Edna on her own at the bus station because I had to work until couple of hours later. But then she text me that she got a drive to a bus partner's appartment. How relieving! Then I hurried after my shift done in the city to get to this appartment after this quick and confusing conversation on the phone. Oh was I happy to see how great she looked, because I was worried in a way that she might have looked weak after the kind of trip she had, you know. And after a couple of words, I was glad to see that we could still laugh for the same random things. Though I could tell about this afternoon we talk with that bus partner, I'll skip through it and leave it to Edna if she has any desire to write about her first impression of Montreal.. Anyways, even if I had to work for the week-end, we manage to chat quite a lot about anything, or everything! And as a first activity here, we got to, thanks to sister, play mini-POT, what an experience! I did made a fool of myself, but it was worth it. Not that good of an impression though with the pool bar, I guess I just wanted to actually do something, anything, for a sunday night, and that was the only thing I came up with. Then monday, my only full day off, we went kayaking around the Boucherville's Islands, so we could combined sport and nature. Tuesday was great too, we got to walk around the Plateau and the Quartier Latin to shop and wander. Then, as a typical tuesday, we went to the Foufs, so she could enjoy being 18 and legal! I must say my favorite part of that night must be when we got back to the car and she started speaking french, it was hilarious! Not that I'm making fun of her, not at all, but something in this was funny, maybe the alcohol, maybe her accent, who knows.... Then the next day, I showed her our "mountain" quite small I guess for her, it took us 30 minutes maybe to reach the top. Oh well at least she was impressed with the view. Thursday wasn't bad either, we met up again and shop a bit in town, then came back home for my sisters birthday dinner. Maybe I should have warn her more about the chances my family would be too lazy to speak english for her, I just hope she didn't take it personal.... :S. Then friday we got to fly to Halifax, but as we were about to leave for the airport, I checked my emails to see if our reservation at the hostel was confirmed, but instead they answered me to say there was no room available for tonight! What a great way to start a trip....NAWT! But I didn't have time to worry about that on the way, because we actually managed to miss our flight, well the traffic did. How bad didn't they want us to come! Well we still got to fly, but for 85$ more and arrived an hour later.
And here begins the "Halifax" part of the Get Together. And if you don't mind, I prefer to write it an other time, because first I'm still there, and second, I've been on the hostels computer for too long, I get dirty looks because of that. So I'll just write this oh so annoying expression: stay tuned..... :P
And here begins the "Halifax" part of the Get Together. And if you don't mind, I prefer to write it an other time, because first I'm still there, and second, I've been on the hostels computer for too long, I get dirty looks because of that. So I'll just write this oh so annoying expression: stay tuned..... :P
Aug 23, 2009
Where are you, Robitussen?
Have you forgotten our wonderful blog already? I want to hear some more stories! :D
I am in Lake Louise now...I hitchhiked here from Penticton yesterday, and I have finally discovered what I want to do with my life...it has been a most wonderful week. Plus, I have successfully peirced my lip...this time in a Starbucks bathroom hahaha, and it is even better than last time! Who needs a professional? :P Anyways, that is my mini update. See you in a few days! Or maybe 5 or something like that...I leave in 2 days anyways :D
Peace,
Outdoor Edna
I am in Lake Louise now...I hitchhiked here from Penticton yesterday, and I have finally discovered what I want to do with my life...it has been a most wonderful week. Plus, I have successfully peirced my lip...this time in a Starbucks bathroom hahaha, and it is even better than last time! Who needs a professional? :P Anyways, that is my mini update. See you in a few days! Or maybe 5 or something like that...I leave in 2 days anyways :D
Peace,
Outdoor Edna
Aug 22, 2009
Shcool not that much...
As I realized like some other students, I'm back to school really soon. OMG summer, where have you gone?? Well I can't say I had a boring summer, neither was it that much fantastic though. But I certainly had fun more than once! Like this last week, which was my only escape of the summer *sigh* but still fun. With my visiting german sister, her friend and my mother, we spend 4 days in New York city, the closest but hottest place to go when you're out of vacation or money, and even... :P. NYC is quite expensive because of all the cool souvenirs and shop crying for youre money. The shops even got a great marketing help from the temperature for free, only because it was so warm outside, the only way to survive the day was to enter a shop sometimes to cool down with their A/C fully on. Thats how we got to shop a bit, and even, though I didnt buy anything :P. Anyways, it was great, I got to walk the whole Brooklyn bridge, take a free ferry to see the Statue of Liberty closer, see the Mamma Mia musical (!!), eat a 50$ italian dinner (:P), visit the Metropolitan museum of Art, visit the Madam Tussault museum and take picture with celebs (Brad Pitt, Gandhi, Spice Girls, Jimi Hendrix, James Brown.... :D). All this in 4 days! Great times in the Big Apple, but I'm starting to realize cities doesnt suits me that much, and how much I miss the Mountains from the West!! Oh damm, and that week before, I went for a hike with dad and Simone my german sister, and boy was I out of shape, pathetic too :P. I better use that gym card my mother lend me until fall :S bhahaha! The job I do doesn't help neither with all those broken pastries and dropped croissants I refuse to waste. Well you know how I am about this :P. So anyway, I can't wait for Robitussen and Edna to get together for real, so they can actually discuss and laugh together, oh memories are making smiling :). Next post I hope will be a collective one ! :D
Aug 14, 2009
Hobo Style Take 2
Oops, did I say blanket? I meant to write backpack....I have two backpacks, and are they ever heavy! So, we walked, oh say about 8km to the campsite and honestly, it nearly did me in. I had a backpack on the back, on the front, and a purse...plus, we bought groceries, but my friend carried those :D
So we got there, finally, and guess what...no water! Did I mention how hot it was? Right, so we had to boil the water...wait for it to cool...then drink it. What a gong show. It was so good to be there though. And the host was hilarious! She was the lady who came around to collect the money, and the first day she was nice enough...the second, she was SO drunk! And she brought this crazy vineyard worker with her who could barely speak, he was so inialated, and they were telling us the weirdest things! Like, while the guy told Ludovik about a million times that in one month, we coud pick anything we want, she was telling me about this hippie commune near here where there are lots of parties and drugs, where she lived for four years...but telling us to avoid it. Alrighty then lol. It was very strange. Then, suddenly, they decided to leave halfway through their "conversations" with us, and walked away. The vineyard guy kinda stumbled and put his arms around her waist, and she giggled, then turned around, looked right at me, and yelled, "You! Don't be afraid of the sun!"
Wtf?
What does that even mean!?
It was rediculous. Then she partied all night with the guy in the hippie van next door to us.
The next day, when she came to get our money, she seemed very embarassed and wouldn't even look at us, then took off after minimal polite conversation. Hahaha.
After a few days there, we found a job...what a lameass job tho. Works out to about 6 bucks an hour, so really with groceries, we have lost money here. Here is where the hobo part of this comes in. For example, yesterday, we worked our lame job, then walked into town to buy groceries. First, we stopped to use the bathroom, as of course, there are none where we are working. Then, we sat outside the (closed) tourist information office, because there are some outlets back there so we could jack their power :D I tell you though, sittin out there in the pouring rain, eating Mr. Noodles we bought and filled with hot water at 7-11 because our stove ran out of fuel, and shivering in the cold while we stole electricity...well, that was a low. Haha, pretty funny though!
Oh right, before there we washed our hair in the river because we have no access to showers...
And then we walked back, pitched our tent at the side of the river, and made ourselves at home.
Of course, since it was freezing, and I have no blanket or matress to keep me warm, I had to improvize! So I wore: 1 pair of normal socks, 2 pairs of wool socks, 1 pair of jeans, 1 pair of pyjama pants, 1 tank top, 1 cotton sweater, 1 wool sweater, and my winter jacket...and I was STILL COLD!!! Oh my God, I was FREEZING! It was nice to be sleeping on grass though, instead of gravel like at the campsite :)
Then today, it was still raining so we couldn't work, so our boss gave us a ride into town. We played cards at the coffee shop until the library opened at noon and...here we are!
It's pretty fun though, this hobo adventure. I'm glad it's only for a couple weeks, but it really makes you think in an excellent problem solving type way..think about it...no bathroom, so power, no fridge, no stove, no bed, a tent for shelter, no bike, no shower...the list goes on and on. What an adventure! Stoked to have a dorm room tho :P
Haha, did I write about my lip piercing adventure? I re-pierced my lip in the library bathroom, but since I had this stupid plastic stud that just bent, I couldn't get it through! So now I have a really sore lip and feel very stupid, and have to wait for it to heal so a can get it done proffessionally. Jeez Louise. For those of you wondering about my sanity, don't worry...my posts should become relatively normal in about 3 weeks :P...when I become...a student.
What will I do then? It is so unadventurous after the gong show year I have had...anyways I ran out of time again.
Peace! :D
So we got there, finally, and guess what...no water! Did I mention how hot it was? Right, so we had to boil the water...wait for it to cool...then drink it. What a gong show. It was so good to be there though. And the host was hilarious! She was the lady who came around to collect the money, and the first day she was nice enough...the second, she was SO drunk! And she brought this crazy vineyard worker with her who could barely speak, he was so inialated, and they were telling us the weirdest things! Like, while the guy told Ludovik about a million times that in one month, we coud pick anything we want, she was telling me about this hippie commune near here where there are lots of parties and drugs, where she lived for four years...but telling us to avoid it. Alrighty then lol. It was very strange. Then, suddenly, they decided to leave halfway through their "conversations" with us, and walked away. The vineyard guy kinda stumbled and put his arms around her waist, and she giggled, then turned around, looked right at me, and yelled, "You! Don't be afraid of the sun!"
Wtf?
What does that even mean!?
It was rediculous. Then she partied all night with the guy in the hippie van next door to us.
The next day, when she came to get our money, she seemed very embarassed and wouldn't even look at us, then took off after minimal polite conversation. Hahaha.
After a few days there, we found a job...what a lameass job tho. Works out to about 6 bucks an hour, so really with groceries, we have lost money here. Here is where the hobo part of this comes in. For example, yesterday, we worked our lame job, then walked into town to buy groceries. First, we stopped to use the bathroom, as of course, there are none where we are working. Then, we sat outside the (closed) tourist information office, because there are some outlets back there so we could jack their power :D I tell you though, sittin out there in the pouring rain, eating Mr. Noodles we bought and filled with hot water at 7-11 because our stove ran out of fuel, and shivering in the cold while we stole electricity...well, that was a low. Haha, pretty funny though!
Oh right, before there we washed our hair in the river because we have no access to showers...
And then we walked back, pitched our tent at the side of the river, and made ourselves at home.
Of course, since it was freezing, and I have no blanket or matress to keep me warm, I had to improvize! So I wore: 1 pair of normal socks, 2 pairs of wool socks, 1 pair of jeans, 1 pair of pyjama pants, 1 tank top, 1 cotton sweater, 1 wool sweater, and my winter jacket...and I was STILL COLD!!! Oh my God, I was FREEZING! It was nice to be sleeping on grass though, instead of gravel like at the campsite :)
Then today, it was still raining so we couldn't work, so our boss gave us a ride into town. We played cards at the coffee shop until the library opened at noon and...here we are!
It's pretty fun though, this hobo adventure. I'm glad it's only for a couple weeks, but it really makes you think in an excellent problem solving type way..think about it...no bathroom, so power, no fridge, no stove, no bed, a tent for shelter, no bike, no shower...the list goes on and on. What an adventure! Stoked to have a dorm room tho :P
Haha, did I write about my lip piercing adventure? I re-pierced my lip in the library bathroom, but since I had this stupid plastic stud that just bent, I couldn't get it through! So now I have a really sore lip and feel very stupid, and have to wait for it to heal so a can get it done proffessionally. Jeez Louise. For those of you wondering about my sanity, don't worry...my posts should become relatively normal in about 3 weeks :P...when I become...a student.
What will I do then? It is so unadventurous after the gong show year I have had...anyways I ran out of time again.
Peace! :D
Livin it up- Hobo Style
I think I have drifted down to the dregs of society. Yup, thats right, I am living the life of a hobo. How did this happen? You may ask...well, here it is. I hope my mother isn't reading this.
(Actually I hope she is- but after I tell her so I get her initial response :D )
So, after leaving the wonderful place that is Creston, I got on the bus and came her, Oliver BC, population...well, looks to be about the same as Creston on the population front. Quite different on the people front though- there are so many Indian people here! And if you interpreted that as East Indian, you are right. If you interpreted that as First Nations, you are also right! Good job, everybody! :D
Yup, so it seems it is more of a multicultural place, somewhat less plentiful of rednecks, horray!
Right, so here is what happened here-
I met my friend from Courtenay, who fortunately has a tent, and brought my little hiking stove from home, so we had that. Unfortunately, I don't have a mattress, pillow or sleeping bag (although I do have a shawl, which I pretend is a blanket lol). Somehow, without all this, I still have on very big and one regular sized blanket....uh oh looks like I'm gonna have to split this post into two because the library internet turns off every half hour...so I'll post this now and continue in a couple minutes.
(Actually I hope she is- but after I tell her so I get her initial response :D )
So, after leaving the wonderful place that is Creston, I got on the bus and came her, Oliver BC, population...well, looks to be about the same as Creston on the population front. Quite different on the people front though- there are so many Indian people here! And if you interpreted that as East Indian, you are right. If you interpreted that as First Nations, you are also right! Good job, everybody! :D
Yup, so it seems it is more of a multicultural place, somewhat less plentiful of rednecks, horray!
Right, so here is what happened here-
I met my friend from Courtenay, who fortunately has a tent, and brought my little hiking stove from home, so we had that. Unfortunately, I don't have a mattress, pillow or sleeping bag (although I do have a shawl, which I pretend is a blanket lol). Somehow, without all this, I still have on very big and one regular sized blanket....uh oh looks like I'm gonna have to split this post into two because the library internet turns off every half hour...so I'll post this now and continue in a couple minutes.
Aug 9, 2009
Througt the bushes
So as promessed, heres my post about that FABULOUS day at paintball. It was for sure fabulous, though tremendously painful, and expensive, but full of awesomeness and fun! Let me explain first: at the paintball, you get to dress as a soldier with gun and mask, in a scenery just like those war video games, but you get to shoot paintballs instead of bullets, which is quite better, because when you die, you don't actually die, you're just out :P. But I think everyone knows that, I'm just streching my post for my own fun. So today, we first had to wakeup at 5am to get to the center at 7am, which was 1h20 minutes long drive. Painful. And of course we got lost, so we arrived 45 minutes late. Once there, it took about 30 minutes to get all set, with the gear and instructions. And on the very first game, a second after the game had started, as I ran down the hill to get to a wall to hide myself, I felt down and kinda badly hurt my right leg. what a good way to start a full day of running in the woods :P. And as I was ready to test my gun, it was blocked. I tried to unlock the security guard, but then a piece of the gun fell down. Oh damm, that could just happen to me. Ahaha, anyways, I got it fixed and skipped the first game, but the rest of the day, it was absolutely great. Even if I was to coward to get to the front lines and face the enemy, keeping the defensive position, hidding in a place and not moving from there until death, I really enjoy it! Its quite manly though, for an activity, the guys get so pumped up about it, its hilarious. But for me, theyre just like kids in a playland :D. Some are really well equiped too, its amazing to see how much they could spend on this for gear and time spend here. They get really serious on the field, its almost like theyre not here to have fun, but as a duty :P, still ridiculous. Anyways, for a first time it was awesome, but I certainly wouldn't do it every month, even every year, so it's hard physically and expensive. At least I got lucky and haven't been shot in the neck like my sister, oh good she got one of those ugly bruise, I felt pain for her! Only one on my little finger, the first I got, that hurt still, and my right leg, that for who knows why, still hurt so bad :S. I even have a huge lump all over it. Thats gonna be great for work tomorrow. Oh crap, work will suck so much tomorrow, I can't hardly think about it. Oh well, that's it for now, can't think anymore since I'm awake for too long, I can't even look at the screen straight. I'll just end this post by saying that my german sister is finally arrived, and I'm so sad to work so much this week to not enjoy more time with her. But I can't wait for the week after where we are going to NYC for few days!! :D It'll be my second time there, but you can't see to much of New York. Ok now it's the very end of this post. I write about a word per minutes, it's pathetic :P. Good nite y'all !
Aug 6, 2009
Titles are for People with Categorizable Thoughts
Mine are not. Who knows, maybe this will be a short post with a sudden ending (am am preparing to partake in a boy stalking expedition with the girl I am staying with), and maybe it won't...guess you'll just have to read it and find out! :D
Anyways, boy stalking is none of your business...so I'm not gonna write about that. Expect the unexpected! Lol, what on earth am I talking about?
So I am still in Creston, living among the rednecks, and I really like them a lot. The big trucks and racist jokes are not altogether appreciated, but the people are good and I'm enjoying myself. Today, and yesterday, I have been super tired so kinda have been working less, but that is ok because I have been working all day every day since I got here, so they are ok with me taking a break. Like I said, they are very nice people. I don't know how they do this every year tho! It is non stop hard work!
Yesterday, I actually got to pick some cherries for once, and I am a natural born picker! I think it is because I have a love of trees...and because I have turned out to be quite an efficient person. How this has happened is beyond me, as I tend to spend about 90% of my time staring into space, but I can just focus and go into my zone where I'm not hurrying, but go super fast. I think it is because I have had so many menial jobs by now that I just do whatever it is without thinking. I have come a long way since my frustratingly slow days at Quiznos...those lineups would be so much shorter now! :P
As usual, I have no idea why I am writing about this, but I have to write about something right?
Mostly I am working at the cherry pitting station, where I am first on the conveyor belt and put the most disgusting rotten cherries on nice little leaves and send them down the belt as "gifts". The woman who pushes the cherries onto the belt and I sit there and laugh, as the girl I am staying with responds quite ungratefully and throws them at us. Good times!
I gotta tell you tho, some of those cherries are pretty bad. Like, if they didn't come off a cherry tree, I for sure wouldn't be able to identify them. Still, I love those things and eat about a billion cherries a day :D
However, they do make prime ammunition for cherry wars...looks like we have come out of a violent battle at the end of the night.
I think I am anemic again tho...haven't been eating anything of substance since I got here, which explain the tiredness. Oops. Maybe tomorrow I will walk into town and buy a whole bunch of spinach...that would cure me. Spinach is the best.
Oh wow, I am tired...now I'm rambling on about spinach!
Anyways, I think that this post is really going nowhere, so I think I'm gonna end it right now...
Peace! :)
Outdoor Edna
Anyways, boy stalking is none of your business...so I'm not gonna write about that. Expect the unexpected! Lol, what on earth am I talking about?
So I am still in Creston, living among the rednecks, and I really like them a lot. The big trucks and racist jokes are not altogether appreciated, but the people are good and I'm enjoying myself. Today, and yesterday, I have been super tired so kinda have been working less, but that is ok because I have been working all day every day since I got here, so they are ok with me taking a break. Like I said, they are very nice people. I don't know how they do this every year tho! It is non stop hard work!
Yesterday, I actually got to pick some cherries for once, and I am a natural born picker! I think it is because I have a love of trees...and because I have turned out to be quite an efficient person. How this has happened is beyond me, as I tend to spend about 90% of my time staring into space, but I can just focus and go into my zone where I'm not hurrying, but go super fast. I think it is because I have had so many menial jobs by now that I just do whatever it is without thinking. I have come a long way since my frustratingly slow days at Quiznos...those lineups would be so much shorter now! :P
As usual, I have no idea why I am writing about this, but I have to write about something right?
Mostly I am working at the cherry pitting station, where I am first on the conveyor belt and put the most disgusting rotten cherries on nice little leaves and send them down the belt as "gifts". The woman who pushes the cherries onto the belt and I sit there and laugh, as the girl I am staying with responds quite ungratefully and throws them at us. Good times!
I gotta tell you tho, some of those cherries are pretty bad. Like, if they didn't come off a cherry tree, I for sure wouldn't be able to identify them. Still, I love those things and eat about a billion cherries a day :D
However, they do make prime ammunition for cherry wars...looks like we have come out of a violent battle at the end of the night.
I think I am anemic again tho...haven't been eating anything of substance since I got here, which explain the tiredness. Oops. Maybe tomorrow I will walk into town and buy a whole bunch of spinach...that would cure me. Spinach is the best.
Oh wow, I am tired...now I'm rambling on about spinach!
Anyways, I think that this post is really going nowhere, so I think I'm gonna end it right now...
Peace! :)
Outdoor Edna
Aug 4, 2009
Bread people
After all this time searching for a topic to write about, I finally came to write also about my job. Meh, why not? It's also kinda fascinating sometimes, though I don't work with rednecks and stuff, ehehe. Nope, I work in a fancy kinda bakery, really good actually, with homemade organic bread, but also faretrade coffee, homemade pastries, and local cheese. So as it's all really good and conscentious, you might expect as well the customers to be conscientious (if the word do exists....Do I need to precise at this point that english is my second language..? :S). Yes, most of them are really nice and fun to serve. Yes, most of them do have a lot of money to shop there. And yes, some of them are snob :P, but eh, it's kinda better than those madmen and women from the store I used to work at, but I'll talk about it in another post maybe.. So anyways, it happens sometimes to encounter really nice customers, the regular, those who come EVERYDAY. It's quite stunning to realize, since we sell 3$ coffee and 2$ croissants, and they do come in EVERYDAY. But I like to already know what they'll get, they look so happy then, to be considered as a regular! What I also like are those who come for the first time, the new ones, but the open-minded ones, not those who just look around and complain about the high prices :P. I love to help and answer questions about the bread, and moslty the pastries. My boss is also impressed to see how fast I learned what was in each of them, I'll just say it's a passion for me, really :). I even sometimes wonder if I should study in this... Anyways, that other day, while I was serving a nice man Hindy looking, oh well, from an Asian country, there was this freaking dumb woman staring at him until he left, and even out of the place, she followed him to the door, to "look for what he'll do", like he will past by her car and punch a window !! She even looked discussed when I handed him is order and wish a good day ! How retarded is she, to even think like this!! I was so shocked and mad about it, like, today, it's really wrong and old thinking. It's almost a taboo to be racist ! On the other hand, can't blame all those ignorants to be like they are, but I just hope they don't have a large entourage that share their opinion :P. There is this old lady also, always coming for a soup close to the closing of the store. Usually she call first to know what are the soups of the day, because we also serve breakfast and lunch, but since we close a 7pm, we don't really have that much to serve for dinner. So this lady call and come not long after. She is quite funny in a way, but annoying too, because she always come when we are cleaning the place at the end of the day, and ask all the employees to make her order, so we're all busy for her, and end up doing like 3 alike ordes for the same person! I Think she is just in need of attention, which is sad, but the bakery is not really the right place to get it, mostly if we are ready to close the store, it's just irritating. Or some customers come at lunch time, while the tables are full, and expect to be served right about their sitting at the last table avaible. HELLO, I saw you, I'm busy RIGHT NOW, let me just a second or TWO and I'll get to you, you don't need to bother other employees busy with the bakery. They think they are the center of the place, how dare you to think you're better than anyone here! It's just disrepectful, really, and egoist. Ahaha, and here I am now writing about all those bad customers. But don't worry, there are lots of nice ones who tell you you made their day, or you have a nice smile :). Which I like the most at my job, and makes me want to work there for a long time, or at least until I'm done with school and finally away :).
Jul 30, 2009
Outdoor Edna Gets a Taste of the Redneck Life
Our first day of blogging...how exciting :D I'm super stoked, as this will surely be quite a hilarious experience. Or at least, Robitussen and are will find it hilarious. I'm laughing already!
So. I am in a place that I never expected today...Creston BC! For those of you who don't know where that is, you are not alone. I for one didn't know until I bought the ticket here. Two things that I am aware of put Creston on the map: Polygamist Mormans, and the Kokanee brewery (which I can see out my window! Yeye!). Yup, it's a happening place alright.
More specifically, I am in an RV. These I am sworn against, but since it isn't moving and I get to stay in it for free, I am making an exception. It is about a billion degrees in here, so I don't really know why those gorpies are so in love with them. To each their own, I suppose.
I have some redneck tales to tell already in my 3 days here. But I am too tired to tell them :D
This morning, I had to start work at...shudder...3am! Gahh! Is it even possible to be concious enough to work at that time??? I think I have demonstrated today that the answer is no.
I stumbled out of bed when the son of the people I am working for came banging on the side of my RV, yelling, I let you sleep in an extra hour! Whoopie...no but really, that was nice. Every bit counts. So I put on my winter jacket, he shined a heavy duty flashlight in my eyes for some reason I don't know, and we were off.
There were these stupid things we were using to tie the trailer down, and I could not for the life of me figure out how to use them properly. They were to hook on and tighten the straps, and it's hard to describe, but you had to kinda crank them to tighten in. After putting the strap into one backwards about 5 times (and I am still marveling that this was possible), I finally managed to start cranking it...and closed it right on my thumb. It latched itself right on there and when I unlatched it, it took a nice chunk of my thumb with it. Beside that is a blood blister about half a cm in diameter...pretty attractive, that. Jeez Louise. Mechanical crap that men come up with...so frustrating!
Did I mention we were working in a fridge? That's right, a fridge. He put the bins of cherries on the trailer with the tractor, we drove them off to some place with a fridge with the hillbilly banjo tunes blaring, and we spent the next 9 hours transporting and stacking 17, 000 pounds of cherries. I am exhausted. The fridge, which seems to be a one storey house that someone cleverly knocked all the inner walls out of and refridgerated, no longer seems cold when you are carrying in and stacking thousands of pounds of cherries for hours on end. I think I would have died if I had to do that out in the heat. Peter, the guy I was working with (yes, just the two of us did this job- trust me, there was tons for everyone else to do too) had absolutely no sleep the night before and by noon, many things were being destroyed due to his frustrated, overtired actions. I don't blame him. Boy were we ever releived when that was done!
I wish this was a more positive post...I need some humour in here! I have to do this again tomorrow...night? Morning? Whatever 3am is anyways...then, these should get much more upbeat :D Until then, I'll be sleepin!
Maybe after that I'll get another ride up the mountain with a bunch of drunk rednecks...that was a laugh and a half, I tell you!
Peace
Outdoor Edna
So. I am in a place that I never expected today...Creston BC! For those of you who don't know where that is, you are not alone. I for one didn't know until I bought the ticket here. Two things that I am aware of put Creston on the map: Polygamist Mormans, and the Kokanee brewery (which I can see out my window! Yeye!). Yup, it's a happening place alright.
More specifically, I am in an RV. These I am sworn against, but since it isn't moving and I get to stay in it for free, I am making an exception. It is about a billion degrees in here, so I don't really know why those gorpies are so in love with them. To each their own, I suppose.
I have some redneck tales to tell already in my 3 days here. But I am too tired to tell them :D
This morning, I had to start work at...shudder...3am! Gahh! Is it even possible to be concious enough to work at that time??? I think I have demonstrated today that the answer is no.
I stumbled out of bed when the son of the people I am working for came banging on the side of my RV, yelling, I let you sleep in an extra hour! Whoopie...no but really, that was nice. Every bit counts. So I put on my winter jacket, he shined a heavy duty flashlight in my eyes for some reason I don't know, and we were off.
There were these stupid things we were using to tie the trailer down, and I could not for the life of me figure out how to use them properly. They were to hook on and tighten the straps, and it's hard to describe, but you had to kinda crank them to tighten in. After putting the strap into one backwards about 5 times (and I am still marveling that this was possible), I finally managed to start cranking it...and closed it right on my thumb. It latched itself right on there and when I unlatched it, it took a nice chunk of my thumb with it. Beside that is a blood blister about half a cm in diameter...pretty attractive, that. Jeez Louise. Mechanical crap that men come up with...so frustrating!
Did I mention we were working in a fridge? That's right, a fridge. He put the bins of cherries on the trailer with the tractor, we drove them off to some place with a fridge with the hillbilly banjo tunes blaring, and we spent the next 9 hours transporting and stacking 17, 000 pounds of cherries. I am exhausted. The fridge, which seems to be a one storey house that someone cleverly knocked all the inner walls out of and refridgerated, no longer seems cold when you are carrying in and stacking thousands of pounds of cherries for hours on end. I think I would have died if I had to do that out in the heat. Peter, the guy I was working with (yes, just the two of us did this job- trust me, there was tons for everyone else to do too) had absolutely no sleep the night before and by noon, many things were being destroyed due to his frustrated, overtired actions. I don't blame him. Boy were we ever releived when that was done!
I wish this was a more positive post...I need some humour in here! I have to do this again tomorrow...night? Morning? Whatever 3am is anyways...then, these should get much more upbeat :D Until then, I'll be sleepin!
Maybe after that I'll get another ride up the mountain with a bunch of drunk rednecks...that was a laugh and a half, I tell you!
Peace
Outdoor Edna
Jul 29, 2009
First Post !
So here we are, now exposing to whoever might get to this blog, our random discussions, but oh so interesting and fun! It's quite amazing actually to see how many people now like to blog, for random purpose. I know some people write about their feelings, like a blog-therapy or something, others about their opinion on whatever they find irritating or amusing. And even some write about their trip ;). Well, our purpose is still undefinite I think, but we surely will have fun doing it, which can be an actual purpose for a blog! And we might as well explain for the nicknames, let just say we are not ashamed of what we write or expose here, only childish enough to find it cool to write under a codename :D. But since I'm not inspired enough now, I'll just quite here and say: Let the Blog begin !!
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