"I've learned one thing and that's to quit worrying about stupid things. You have four years to be irresponsible here. Relax. Work is for people with jobs. You'll never remember class time, but you'll remember the time you wasted hanging out with your friends. So, stay out late. Go out with your friends on a Tuesday when you have a paper due on Wednesday. Drink till sunrise. Spend money you don't have. The work never ends, but college does..."
~ Tom Petty

I can't even begin to tell you how excited this makes me.


Last Saturday night I went to a party and I took my camera... After I got there, I realised that there was only one picture left. I took it, the film rewound, and I put my camera into my roommates bag.

So imagine my surprise when I get my camera back and there is no film inside.

It has just disappeared. I can't find it anywhere in my room and it isn't in my roommate's bag.

What makes it worse is I have no idea what the pictures are. The last time I remember taking pictures is Boxing Day... And I've had those back for a while.

I'm at a loss.


Possible real-job opportunity in Ontario when I graduate.

Keep your fingers crossed please!


And another Happy Birthday shout-out.... This time to PixieShine

I hope you have a wonderfully fabulous 22nd year.

And I plan on being around to celebrate LOTS, so be prepared.

Oasis tonight?

The Merc tomorrow night?

Perhaps some Palace action too?


Earlier today, my ex and I were chatting online about our respective relationships giving advice and opinions on each other's love lives. My roommate came in, and she said that it was weird that we talk about our relationships with other people with each other. When I told him, he said "Well, your roommate doesn't understand our set of rules, that's all..." And it's so true. This is what works for us, and I like it. It's nice to have someone (who knows you well in a certain context) who can tell you when you're being stupid. He's surprisingly good at getting my head back on straight.

The past few weeks, I've been having a weird relationship with food. I get really hungry and make a great meal or order something delicious, but when it's in front of me I can't eat it. The sight of it makes me feel sick and I end up eating nothing but a bowl of soup or some toast.

Luckily, I think that ended yesterday. I actually ate real food and it didn't kill me.


Do you know what I just decided?

That everyone who doesn't live here should come visit. No, really. It's fun! I promise! Good times to be had by all.

We just went to The Oasis for the first time in months... I can't believe how much fun I have at that place. It looks like a legion in small town Newfoundland, but we have the best time... Lots of beer and wings -- and karoke, if you're into that type of thing.

Book your tickets people!!!

PS: Can you tell that I've had a few so far this evening? I think my typing is better then usual.
Must continue w/the drunken posts.
Must refrain from saying anything incriminating.

[just so you know... i'm not going to make out with you...... Well, maybe if I was single... ]


Happy Birthday Jordan!!!

I hope you have an absolutely wonderful day... And the best year yet.

And even though Megan said it first on her blog, I was planning on blogging about you too. So there.

Lets go drink lots of beers and have lots of fun, okay? okay.


"He's never enough, but still he's more then I can take"


A few nights ago, I had an epiphany. I was in bed, about to fall asleep, when my life plan suddenly made itself clear.

Okay, that's a bit dramatic. I still don't know what I'll be doing in a year, but I've figured out my short-term plan. I graduate in August, and the original plan was 'move somewhere and find job'. The new plan is to stay in Halifax. Not forever, but for the foreseeable future. I can keep working at the job I have now but full time when I graduate. That way, I can be more particular about my job search and only apply for what truly interests me. So now I won't have to worry about moving and finding a job as soon as I graduate. I'll be looking for work in St. John's, Halifax, and Ontario (Kitchener or Windsor preferably)...

The only real possible drawback to this plan is becoming complacent where I am and giving up the job search. But I don't think that will happen.

It feels good to (kinda) know what I'm doing.


To further my last post:

I hate my hair.

One of my fish is missing. I bought six, three fruit loops and three blue tails. Now I have three fruit loops and two blue tails. I have no idea where that other blue tail is. There is no little fish body floating around in the aquarium, there are no little fish bones on the bottom to suggest that the fruit loops had a snack. This is kinda freaking me out.

Have decided against going to class today. I'll do laundry and read instead.


Today I:

Cut off all my hair on a whim.

Realised how much I love French manicures.

Thoroughly enjoyed Havana Nights: Dirty Dancing 2 (especially with Johnny's cameo).

Put my hurricane photos in to be developed.

Bought fruit loop and blue tailed (I think) tetras for my aquarium. [Did you know that they inject fruit loop tetras with dye to make them more attractive to buyers?]

Laughed a lot.

Had an awesome day off.


I just tried to explain Bill Luffman, the singing cobbler, to my roommates.

There are some things that you really need to experience to understand.

Bill Luffman singing "Light and Power Boys" while banging away on the ugly stick is one of those things.

And I realise that the majority of people reading this won't get it either, but it's funny to me.


Do you know what I hate, hate, hate?

Women who stare at your chest. When men do it, it's annoying, but I just assume that they don't realise how obvious it is.

But ladies! Come on! You know what it's like when someone is looking six inches too low, so why do it? It's just boobs. You have them too. STOP STARING!

And I'm not even wearing anything revealing. A hoodie. Yeeish.


I can't believe I've had this thing for a year... And that I've managed to update it somewhat regularly for this long. It doesn't seem like a year ago that I was in Ontario. So much has changed since then, but in other ways, everything is the same (how's that for vagueness)...

Reading some of my archives though, I'm glad I have it. There are things here that I would never have remembered if I hadn't blogged it. The unfortunate part of all this is that I have given up my real journal. I haven't written since September but I wish that I had been.... because things that would normally make it into the written journal would never, ever make it here. And now some of the things that have happened in the past six months are somewhat lost.

Quote of the day:

Shanna: Were you here the night Megan said the noise in my wall was a pig in a pimp costume tapping on the wall with his pimp cane?