Here's 6 little not-so-well known (I think?) quirks about myself: Enjoy!
1) I have a thing with owning black and white (specifically, tuxedo) cats.
All four cats that I have had the pleasure of owning at different points in my life have had tuxedo markings, and I don't think I will own a cat with a different marking pattern. When I was searching for Elvis, I specifically looked for black-and-white kittens. I don't know why - I just find B&W cats to be the most aesthetically pleasing, personally.
2) I describe myself as 'chronically single' and deep down believe I will stay that way for the majority of my life.
I'm 20 (nearly 21) years old and have not had a relationship last me past 7 months. Granted, I've had alot of stuff happen to me so far that isn't really conductive to keeping a relationship going longterm, but if I'm being quite honest, I'm beginning to think there's something, if not wrong, at least a little off, about this lack of ability.
3) I did 3 years as a Girl Guide & 1 year as a Pathfinder.
Yep, I was a good ol' Girl Guide! Wasn't really into the badges aspect, but I REALLY adored the camping and hiking parts of it (and I arguably lived in the best part of the country for those things:P). Except for when we went Winter Camping and we had to set up our canvas tents (with no floors!) in the pouring rain, or the time I woke up to find a really big and nasty looking bug inches from my face! EW! Oh, and I detested selling the cookies - I would just give my box of cookies to my Dad and he would take them to work and sell them for me. Thanks Daddy!
4) I often get new music to listen to from TV commercials.
It takes a little work to find the right song, but if I really like it, I search for it on goo*gle and then download it. Two memorable songs have been the iPod commercial where they're salsa dancing (song is "Mi Swing Es Tropical" by Nickodemus & Quantic featuring Tempo) and the Chevrolet Equinox commercial (song is "The Way I Am" by Ingrid Michaelson). Telus also has some pretty cute and catchy tunes to their advertisements. I also cannot spell the word commercial to save my life - thank goodness for spellcheck!
4.5) I also secretly love songs from Disney movies (shhh!)
Mulan, Pocahontas, Beauty & The Beast, Little Mermaid, Hercules, (and the list goes on)....all great movies, amazing soundtracks. Don't know why I like them so much, they're cheesy and meant for 8 year olds. Which, on second thought, is probably the reasons why. ;-)
5) If I don't know something, I either goo*gle or wiki it right away.
This is a really annoying habit I've developed over the last year. When I'm discussing something with Skittles and I don't know if a particular point is correct, or am wondering about something and don't know the answer, I immediately jump on the computer to research it, even if it isn't really important. It just bothers me until I know for sure what the answer is.I can do this upwards of five times a night. I'm anal that way.
6) I hated studying History in school but now that I'm older I really enjoy learning about it.
Quite possibly my hatred of History as a school subject stemmed from the fact that we were taught it in French by a teacher who - no word of a lie - looked like the missing link. And we were only taught Canadian history, which is all fine and dandy, but I find other parts of the world's (such as Europe) history to be MUCH more fascinating. I hope this interest will keep developing as I grow older!
Hope you enjoyed that :) It's now 3:30am and I'm getting a bit sleepy, as well as I'm scared of how hot this laptop is getting (the main fan is broken, so it's only running on the backup ones) so I better turn it off and get to bed.
Byes!
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Friday, November 23, 2007
Did someone call a taxi?
Today was weird.
Less said the better about it, I think.
Although one antedote I'd thought I'd share with you all;
Skittles and I called for a cab and then were waiting outside (it was disgusting outside - cold and windy and snowing all day) for it; a cab pulled up after 10-15 minutes and it wasn't the one we ordered, but he said that he could take us anyway. So we get into the cab, and he asks us to do a favour - basically call dispatch and order another cab for the original address that he was assigned to. Which I thought was an incredibly nice thing to do - cab drivers around here are usually really rude, pushy and cutthroat, always looking for the better fare or not really caring who they screw over. They fight alot amongst themselves, even if they work for the same company. And they're 95% immigrants, so their English isn't great. But anyway, back to my story.
So he asks us to do that for him - and of course we say yes, so Skittles calls dispatch and asks for a cab to such and such address. Then the dispatch asked for the phone number from which we were calling from - and Skittles just said "It's a payphone" (which is what the cab driver said to say). Guess what the dispatcher said back?
"How can you be calling from a payphone inside your house?"- and Skittles politely stated that "No, I'm calling from a payphone and I want to be picked up at this address, which is inside."
She. Hung. Up. On. Him.
WTF?? Um, hello, rude much? Not to mention it's absolutely NONE of her business where the hell he's calling from or anything! AND it's totally unprofessional as well, don't you think? That little incident just blew my mind today. That someone could be that....just so unprofessional and really just plain rude while dealing with a customer about something so trivial!!
Normally I don't bitch about people in the service industry (okay, so it's a bit of a stretch to include taxi dispatchers, but for the purpose of this entry, I'm including her) but WOW. I'm still shaking my head over it hours later. I actually considered switching cab companies for awhile afterwards (I'm very brand-loyal, for most things; I use this company exclusively for my cabbing around, but this really gave me pause!).
Am I justified in feeling this way? What do you guys think about it?
Less said the better about it, I think.
Although one antedote I'd thought I'd share with you all;
Skittles and I called for a cab and then were waiting outside (it was disgusting outside - cold and windy and snowing all day) for it; a cab pulled up after 10-15 minutes and it wasn't the one we ordered, but he said that he could take us anyway. So we get into the cab, and he asks us to do a favour - basically call dispatch and order another cab for the original address that he was assigned to. Which I thought was an incredibly nice thing to do - cab drivers around here are usually really rude, pushy and cutthroat, always looking for the better fare or not really caring who they screw over. They fight alot amongst themselves, even if they work for the same company. And they're 95% immigrants, so their English isn't great. But anyway, back to my story.
So he asks us to do that for him - and of course we say yes, so Skittles calls dispatch and asks for a cab to such and such address. Then the dispatch asked for the phone number from which we were calling from - and Skittles just said "It's a payphone" (which is what the cab driver said to say). Guess what the dispatcher said back?
"How can you be calling from a payphone inside your house?"- and Skittles politely stated that "No, I'm calling from a payphone and I want to be picked up at this address, which is inside."
She. Hung. Up. On. Him.
WTF?? Um, hello, rude much? Not to mention it's absolutely NONE of her business where the hell he's calling from or anything! AND it's totally unprofessional as well, don't you think? That little incident just blew my mind today. That someone could be that....just so unprofessional and really just plain rude while dealing with a customer about something so trivial!!
Normally I don't bitch about people in the service industry (okay, so it's a bit of a stretch to include taxi dispatchers, but for the purpose of this entry, I'm including her) but WOW. I'm still shaking my head over it hours later. I actually considered switching cab companies for awhile afterwards (I'm very brand-loyal, for most things; I use this company exclusively for my cabbing around, but this really gave me pause!).
Am I justified in feeling this way? What do you guys think about it?
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Christmas Wish List
this song always makes me want to dance around. I'm lovin her new stuff:
I want to see this movie in theatres:
I, too, believe in music like some people belong in fairytales. And Jonathan Rhys-Meyers is FREAKING hawt. *drool*
This one looks super super cute. SO want to see this!
Not too sure that I want to see this anymore, based on this review. But I'm think yes, just because it's beowulf.
I want to see this movie in theatres:
I, too, believe in music like some people belong in fairytales. And Jonathan Rhys-Meyers is FREAKING hawt. *drool*
This one looks super super cute. SO want to see this!
Not too sure that I want to see this anymore, based on this review. But I'm think yes, just because it's beowulf.
I want this coat for Christmas.
Or this one.
This is what is required to fix my computer. I also want it for Christmas.And another thing I want but am too lazy to go searching for all four of them, is my posters!! They shipped on the 6th of November, they should be here already! Grr!
EDIT: Just after finishing this post, I went downstairs to check the mail. Guess what was waiting for me in the slot?? MY POSTERS!! FINALLY!!
Today - Updated
I'm sitting in bed with the laptop in front of me. My kitty is on his own special pillow (okay, so he's a bit spoiled, sue me) next to me, just like he is every night. Some nights we snuggle right close to each other; sometimes he gets fed up with my shifting around and goes to lay on the pillow (and some mornings he even settles in to groom my face something fierce - the trick is not to open your eyes, I swear). It's really sweet. And, in case you're wondering, which I'm sure you aren't, but I'm going to tell you anyway - the pillow in question is a pink fuzzy-covered Dora pillow. Why a nearly 21 year old has a pink fuzzy Dora pillow is something we're not going to get into - besides, I'm more of a SpongeBob Squarepants kind of girl in any case ;) Kitty is also getting to the point where I can point to it and say "PILL-ow" in a semi-stern voice and he obediently settles down onto it, as long as I'm on the bed next to it. Also très cute.
Because my bed is right underneath an (open) window, my whole right arm is pretty close to being frozen solid. It's -2 (that's Celsius people) right now....freaking cold to be sleeping underneath an open window in a tank top, but hey, I'm tough. And my duvet, once I snuggle properly underneath it, more than makes up for the fact that its below freezing outside. Also, the breeze feels good against my face, especially when I'm facing away from it ;-)
In a second I'm gonna hafta crawl out of bed to turn down my radio, which is currently playing the local country music station...it's pretty much the only commercial radio station we have that I can stand to listen to without wanting to claw my ears out 90% of the time. I just wish it would sense when I need it to be turned down automatically without me having to to get out of bed and do it manually, because I'm just super-lazy like that. I hope they play that song I've had in my head all day but don't know the name of, and also "How Bout Them Cowgirls?" by George Strait - my two favourite songs at the moment (despite the absolutely horrendous use of grammar in the title).
I realize I'm rambling, but surely you all realize that the health of my right arm is at stake here? If I stop typing, I'm sure it's going to seize up completely and be able to snap right off at the rotator cuff. And since I have this blog and this one to catch up on, I type a bit, then tab over and read a bit. Type, tab, read. Excuse me a moment....
I told you that my sleeping into 2pm would come back to bite me in the ass, didn't I? Hencewhy I'm typing this entry at 2am while lying in bed. Okay, the time has come to finally get out of bed and cross the room to turn down my music to sleeping level. Mostly because I just want to listen to this:
Over and over again. It's not the actual video for the song, but that's not really important for the purpose of this exercise. To me it's such an incredibly romantic song. I don't know why - it just speaks to me.
Side note: it is currently freezing raining outside...and I really need to stop before my arm falls off, typing or not.
Oh, one last thing - as of tonight, I think I've made the choice to be single for now. Of course, due the past history and my fickle nature, this could change within a day or so....I'm really confused right now about a bunch of things, and while its not want I want to do, its something that's the right thing to do. Pffft. Sometimes I hate being a grown-up.
PS: of course it has to turn out that the moment I post this entry, the song I've been waiting to hear the entire time I've been writing it comes on the radio. Whats a girl to do but get out of bed again and crank the radio? And then scramble to access the radio's website "listen live" feature to find out the name of the song - which *drum roll please....* "Fell Right Into You" by Jessie Farrell. Necessary youtube video posting right here:
And you know how I said it was freezing raining? Forget the raining part, it's full-on snowing out there. It's just melting as it hits the ground. Whew! I'm not quite ready (okay, lets face it, I'm never ready) for full-on full-blown snow at this moment.
PPS: Crap. I just looked again and the snow is actually sticking now. *cue long wail of utter despair* Nooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!
Because my bed is right underneath an (open) window, my whole right arm is pretty close to being frozen solid. It's -2 (that's Celsius people) right now....freaking cold to be sleeping underneath an open window in a tank top, but hey, I'm tough. And my duvet, once I snuggle properly underneath it, more than makes up for the fact that its below freezing outside. Also, the breeze feels good against my face, especially when I'm facing away from it ;-)
In a second I'm gonna hafta crawl out of bed to turn down my radio, which is currently playing the local country music station...it's pretty much the only commercial radio station we have that I can stand to listen to without wanting to claw my ears out 90% of the time. I just wish it would sense when I need it to be turned down automatically without me having to to get out of bed and do it manually, because I'm just super-lazy like that. I hope they play that song I've had in my head all day but don't know the name of, and also "How Bout Them Cowgirls?" by George Strait - my two favourite songs at the moment (despite the absolutely horrendous use of grammar in the title).
I realize I'm rambling, but surely you all realize that the health of my right arm is at stake here? If I stop typing, I'm sure it's going to seize up completely and be able to snap right off at the rotator cuff. And since I have this blog and this one to catch up on, I type a bit, then tab over and read a bit. Type, tab, read. Excuse me a moment....
I told you that my sleeping into 2pm would come back to bite me in the ass, didn't I? Hencewhy I'm typing this entry at 2am while lying in bed. Okay, the time has come to finally get out of bed and cross the room to turn down my music to sleeping level. Mostly because I just want to listen to this:
Over and over again. It's not the actual video for the song, but that's not really important for the purpose of this exercise. To me it's such an incredibly romantic song. I don't know why - it just speaks to me.
Side note: it is currently freezing raining outside...and I really need to stop before my arm falls off, typing or not.
Oh, one last thing - as of tonight, I think I've made the choice to be single for now. Of course, due the past history and my fickle nature, this could change within a day or so....I'm really confused right now about a bunch of things, and while its not want I want to do, its something that's the right thing to do. Pffft. Sometimes I hate being a grown-up.
PS: of course it has to turn out that the moment I post this entry, the song I've been waiting to hear the entire time I've been writing it comes on the radio. Whats a girl to do but get out of bed again and crank the radio? And then scramble to access the radio's website "listen live" feature to find out the name of the song - which *drum roll please....* "Fell Right Into You" by Jessie Farrell. Necessary youtube video posting right here:
And you know how I said it was freezing raining? Forget the raining part, it's full-on snowing out there. It's just melting as it hits the ground. Whew! I'm not quite ready (okay, lets face it, I'm never ready) for full-on full-blown snow at this moment.
PPS: Crap. I just looked again and the snow is actually sticking now. *cue long wail of utter despair* Nooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
General Mish-Mash
I have an assessment meeting next Thursday for the housing I'm trying to get into. Yay!
in other news, I'm going slightly mad. Roommie is staying at her moms place for right now, meaning I have the entire apartment to myself....with no forms of communication whatsoever. Last night I found myself eating entirely too much & talking out loud to myself. Can we say, bored (and a little lonely)?!! I also watch incredible amounts of TV....Everyday I watch 2 hours of Friends (from 5:00-5:30 then again from 6:00-7:30) a half hour of Will & Grace (from 5:30-6:00) and then Jeopardy! plus the following:
Monday - 9pm: Heroes, 10pm: Project Runway Canada
Tuesday - 8pm: Pushing Daisies, 9pm: House, 10pm: A Shot At Love With Tila Tequila
Wednesday - 8pm: America's Next Top Model, 9pm: Criminal Minds, 10pm: CSI: NY
Thursday - 8pm: Ugly Betty, 9pm: Grey's Anatomy, 10pm: ER
Friday - The usual Friends & Jeopardy marathon & then it gets turned off.
Saturday - I try to keep it off the entire day, but usually get sucked into watching random stuff.
Sunday - 7pm: Cold Case, 8pm: The Amazing Race, 9pm: Desperate Housewives
See? Entirely too much boob tube! But what else is one to do when she's read all her books on her shelf a zillion and thirteen times and doesn't have a computer?
Today was the first day I woke up past 10am in about a month - granted, I only woke up a half hour later, but my god! what a difference a half hour of extra sleep makes! Of course, then I had to go ruin it and go back to bed until 2pm, so I'm thinking it'll be time to dip into the dwindling supply of sleeping agents I have in my possession tonight. Although this was the longest stretch in about 2 years of me managing my insomnia successfully without drugs, so I'm very pleased about that - now if I could only do that again, I'll take the ever-growing feeling of sleep deprivation gladly! :P
Weekend was good, in case you're wondering, although a little squished - 24 people are so not meant to be dining in my uncle's dining room! It's still very much fall in Toronto - whereas here it was snowing (thankfully, not sticking!) when I left on Friday. There was a magician (really, one of my uncle's first-year med students from the ER) for the younger kids, and he was actually pretty decent! The young ones (lets see....I think there were about 6 kids under the age of 6) were really amazed at him - one of them told their mom afterwards: "I'm a magician now Mom! I'm a magician now!" Too cute!
One of my cousin's children, who's about 2, came up to me while I was talking to my Mom and held out his sweater to me and when I asked him if he wanted to put it on, replied with an affirmative "yus!" and I - well, put his sweater on? Except I've never dressed a kid before, lol. I put it over his head and then asked my mom "how the heck do you dress a little kid?!" Turns out toddlers arms are incredibly bendy! :S lol. Made me feel slightly clucky, but that's probably cuz he's such an adorable little guy - the whole ruddy big chubby cheeks, blonde curls and blue eyes bit. awwww. *heart melts*
Anyway, my roommate has just informed me that there is a laptop for my convenience waiting for me at the apartment (right now I'm in the school's computer lab) and my tush is incredibly numb, so I think I shall head to the comfort of my home!
Byes!
in other news, I'm going slightly mad. Roommie is staying at her moms place for right now, meaning I have the entire apartment to myself....with no forms of communication whatsoever. Last night I found myself eating entirely too much & talking out loud to myself. Can we say, bored (and a little lonely)?!! I also watch incredible amounts of TV....Everyday I watch 2 hours of Friends (from 5:00-5:30 then again from 6:00-7:30) a half hour of Will & Grace (from 5:30-6:00) and then Jeopardy! plus the following:
Monday - 9pm: Heroes, 10pm: Project Runway Canada
Tuesday - 8pm: Pushing Daisies, 9pm: House, 10pm: A Shot At Love With Tila Tequila
Wednesday - 8pm: America's Next Top Model, 9pm: Criminal Minds, 10pm: CSI: NY
Thursday - 8pm: Ugly Betty, 9pm: Grey's Anatomy, 10pm: ER
Friday - The usual Friends & Jeopardy marathon & then it gets turned off.
Saturday - I try to keep it off the entire day, but usually get sucked into watching random stuff.
Sunday - 7pm: Cold Case, 8pm: The Amazing Race, 9pm: Desperate Housewives
See? Entirely too much boob tube! But what else is one to do when she's read all her books on her shelf a zillion and thirteen times and doesn't have a computer?
Today was the first day I woke up past 10am in about a month - granted, I only woke up a half hour later, but my god! what a difference a half hour of extra sleep makes! Of course, then I had to go ruin it and go back to bed until 2pm, so I'm thinking it'll be time to dip into the dwindling supply of sleeping agents I have in my possession tonight. Although this was the longest stretch in about 2 years of me managing my insomnia successfully without drugs, so I'm very pleased about that - now if I could only do that again, I'll take the ever-growing feeling of sleep deprivation gladly! :P
Weekend was good, in case you're wondering, although a little squished - 24 people are so not meant to be dining in my uncle's dining room! It's still very much fall in Toronto - whereas here it was snowing (thankfully, not sticking!) when I left on Friday. There was a magician (really, one of my uncle's first-year med students from the ER) for the younger kids, and he was actually pretty decent! The young ones (lets see....I think there were about 6 kids under the age of 6) were really amazed at him - one of them told their mom afterwards: "I'm a magician now Mom! I'm a magician now!" Too cute!
One of my cousin's children, who's about 2, came up to me while I was talking to my Mom and held out his sweater to me and when I asked him if he wanted to put it on, replied with an affirmative "yus!" and I - well, put his sweater on? Except I've never dressed a kid before, lol. I put it over his head and then asked my mom "how the heck do you dress a little kid?!" Turns out toddlers arms are incredibly bendy! :S lol. Made me feel slightly clucky, but that's probably cuz he's such an adorable little guy - the whole ruddy big chubby cheeks, blonde curls and blue eyes bit. awwww. *heart melts*
Anyway, my roommate has just informed me that there is a laptop for my convenience waiting for me at the apartment (right now I'm in the school's computer lab) and my tush is incredibly numb, so I think I shall head to the comfort of my home!
Byes!
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Things are a'changin .... again ....
Today I received some news from my roommate which was fairly significant and kind of threw me for a loop - she got a job in another city come March, so that's when she's moving out.
I can't afford the rent on this place by myself, and I'm really not up to the challenge of finding another roommate; so I guess that means I'm moving. Again.
Woop.ee. (Excuse my enthusiam).
I'm going to try to see if I can get into what Skittles (my bff) is living in right now. Fingers crossed for me, please?
The enormity of this is just sinking in right now - its the first time I've ever actually lived truly alone, first time responsible for bills, first time for owning any furniture outside of things that belongs in the bedroom. Not to mention just the plain old yuckiness of moving. again.
Going up to T.O. this weekend to celebrate what would have been my Grandma's 90th birthday. This is the first birthday she's not here to celebrate it with us; it's going to be very bittersweet but nice - 26 people are coming and I can't wait to see everybody. I made the snap decision to go yesterday and now I'm really looking forward to it. It'll be a nice mini-break! :)
I can't afford the rent on this place by myself, and I'm really not up to the challenge of finding another roommate; so I guess that means I'm moving. Again.
Woop.ee. (Excuse my enthusiam).
I'm going to try to see if I can get into what Skittles (my bff) is living in right now. Fingers crossed for me, please?
The enormity of this is just sinking in right now - its the first time I've ever actually lived truly alone, first time responsible for bills, first time for owning any furniture outside of things that belongs in the bedroom. Not to mention just the plain old yuckiness of moving. again.
Going up to T.O. this weekend to celebrate what would have been my Grandma's 90th birthday. This is the first birthday she's not here to celebrate it with us; it's going to be very bittersweet but nice - 26 people are coming and I can't wait to see everybody. I made the snap decision to go yesterday and now I'm really looking forward to it. It'll be a nice mini-break! :)
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Never Forget....
In Flanders Fields
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
- John McCrae (1915)
- John McCrae (1915)
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
Rant
I'm absolutely sick of stressing out over money that I need and don't have.
Computer = broken, and it looks like its gonna stay that way.
Food = the cupboards are bare.
Christmas presents = Nada.
Outlook = bleak.
Stress Level = high.
*sigh*....
Computer = broken, and it looks like its gonna stay that way.
Food = the cupboards are bare.
Christmas presents = Nada.
Outlook = bleak.
Stress Level = high.
*sigh*....
Thursday, November 1, 2007
Welcome to Sickville
I'm sick. Uber, full-fledged, yucky hurting sick.
Plugged nose (I'm at the point where I would chop it off if it mean I could sleep!!), chesty hacking cough, earache and sore throat.
I feel like I've been run over by a truck, literally. Ugh!
So tired - its really hard to sleep if you can't breathe; I found that out last night. Tried for ages, finally dozed off only to wake up at the ungodly hour of 630am....five hours of sleep when you feel like I do isn't enough, not even close. :(
I'm going to go make myself a cup of sugary hot tea, wrap myself in my duvet and watch mindless TV all day. Hopefully I can take a nap later?
PS: remind me to tell you about my roommate when I can actually think past how I feel.
Plugged nose (I'm at the point where I would chop it off if it mean I could sleep!!), chesty hacking cough, earache and sore throat.
I feel like I've been run over by a truck, literally. Ugh!
So tired - its really hard to sleep if you can't breathe; I found that out last night. Tried for ages, finally dozed off only to wake up at the ungodly hour of 630am....five hours of sleep when you feel like I do isn't enough, not even close. :(
I'm going to go make myself a cup of sugary hot tea, wrap myself in my duvet and watch mindless TV all day. Hopefully I can take a nap later?
PS: remind me to tell you about my roommate when I can actually think past how I feel.
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