New Year's Evil

Doesnt this look like the stupidest movie ever? Although, admittedly, I have not seen this movie. I imagine, since it was made in 1981, its not going to be the BEST movie...but hey, these people have made more movies than I have, so I cant really make fun....the tag line made me laugh....This New Year's you're invited to a Killer party....LOL!!!

I still dont have New Year's plans. NYE is tomorrow. I have loads of options but I cant figure out what to do with myself to be prefectly honest. I'd love to go somewhere in my jammies, and watch movies and eat junk food all night, but no one seems to be offering that. And I dont want to spend the night by myself....SO I really dont know what i'm going to do. Miss Ash's sister suggested going to her place tomorrow, but when I spoke to her today, and I asked her what was going on tomorrow, she said "I dont know, you wanna come over???" I laughed, and told her to call me later on today when she concreted some plans.

I'd like to get next semester started to tell you the truth. I'd like to just skip the next 10 days, and be back in school. I'm done holidaying...i want to get back to life. I'm done with my family, i've had enough of them to last a LONG time...and I dont plan on coming back until reading week, which is another 2 months from now....i've had more to drink in the past 8 days than i've had in the past 4 months. Ugh...i'm done with drinking for a while too....I think i'm ready to go back to school and get back to my regular life...As much as it sucks there, Windsor sounds great right about now.....

So I met a new guy two weeks ago. He lives in Windsor, and I was talking to him today....and he's already talking about how he wants to marry me, and have children. It's very flattering that he could see himself spending the rest of his life with me, but come ON!!! We arent even seeing eachother. We met, got along, and exchanged numbers...saw eachother once more, and then I came home for the holidays...so we've relied on MSN to communicate. Except when I called him today, he started talking about marriage, and "oh when we're together blah blah blah"..."Oh you're going to love my friends, they cant wait to meet you"...."my mom wants us to come for dinner when you get back"

Where do I FIND these people??? And not only is he super clingy and insane...he's racist. THAT I just found out today....and it pissed me off enough that I let him go and have zero intentions of ever speaking to him again. If you cant blame me. He hates gay people, and thinks that interracial dating is wrong. WHATEVER!!! Stupid asshole. So that's the end of that.

I've still got "the millionaire" kicking around, and he's called me almost everyday since i've been gone, and misses me....so we'll see what happens when I get back....

Ugh...men. When is this going to get easier?

So much for originality...

Yrautca keeps stealing my blog titles.

Boozemas 2005

I'm home for the holidays. MY exams rocked, and I totally kicked ass this semester. I am almost CERTAIN I got straight A's....Even the one grade that was really shitty, I worked super hard in the class, aced the final, and got a B+ on an assignment. So, i'm thinking that ive done realatively well this semester.

I came home two and a half ago, and when I tell you that my family is driving me crazy already....believe me.

Me and my grandparents took my neices to see these lights in Niagara falls, they're rediculously stupid, but if you're 3 and 4 years old, they're pretty exciting. Then we went out to eat, where my grandfather proceeds to pour maple syrup on my neices french fries...and no, he's not losing it. Although somtimes I wonder....But the junk food is likely the reason that my 4 year old neice needed a root canal. Ugh. Too much junk. So I put my foot down, and said no dessert.

I drank ALL day yesterday. I was so hammered by 10pm, I went to bed. I couldnt drive anywhere...I drank for 12 hours, and baked christmas cookies. Today, when I woke up at 9am, to ice them a million and 4 people came over, and I started drinking again at 10:30am. LOL!!!!

I havent drank since my birthday really, so I figure i have a lot of making up to do still.

Happy holidays to all of you out there who might stumble across this blog...and to my loving regulars....you know I adore you.

Sliced to ribbons and a Shot to boot!

I wrote my exam yesterday, and think I did really well on it.

On to todays exam. I spent the entire day yesterday after my exam, studying for the exam that I have today. I went to bed at 2, and my alarm went off at 8, but I couldnt get out of bed until 10. I was SO exhausted....all this studying and not eating is finally catching up with me.

I jump in the shower to wake myself up, and it works. I get ready, and as i'm hanging my towel up to dry, my arm catches the corner of the thermostat in the bathroom *yes there's a thermostat in the bathroom*, and the disgusting dirty corner of this thing rips so many layers of my skin off, that the skin that was on my arm, is now in a bunch on the corner of the thermostat. My body's reaction time to real injury takes about 30 seconds to kick in to realize that it's supposed to be bleeding somewhere. That's when the blood starts gushing out of my arm.

I HATE my own blood, and immediately am aware that I have NO bandaids, and nothing to clean this thing with. So I call health services, and tell them what happened, and ask them if I can come over there to just get some antiseptic something or other and a bandaid.

I get over there, and the nurse looks at it, and wipes the blood away, and laughs and says, Ohh...Ya. You got yourself good. And becuase the cut is so deep, decides to have the doctor come look at it. They decide on one of those bandaids that sinch the area together, and becuase I couldnt tell them when my last tetnus shot was, one of those too....just for good measure.

So that's been my day so far. I have an exam, I bumped into my prof on my way out of the student center, and she was asking me if i'm ready for her exam today....then asked why I was looking so pale. I explained the story, and she offered to march me back up to health services and get a note to get out of her exam...as i'm feeling a little "woozy", and my stomach is not feeling great. I assured her it was totally psychosomatic, but if I pass out during her exam...she'd know why.

Wish me luck guys....after todays exam, I still have one to go!

3:23 PM. Exam set to start in 7 mintes, except that your Lovely Princess is not there. What happened you ask? Well. As I continue to feel more worse than I ever could have possibly imagined, and feelings of unsettled stomach still persisting, I go to the library to read over my notes. Except when I get there, I sit down, I start gagging, and barely made it to the bathroom, where I proceeded to puke, what felt like my entire digestinal tract, out. Migraine has taken over, and I had tears streaming down my face, I went back to the doctor's office, and got a note....a perscription for Advil 600, and a pack of graval.

Rewrite's in January....Ugh.

69 Dude!!!

Excuse the Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure joke, but this is post #69...and I thought it ought to be commemorated. So for all of you out there who need to fantasize *hm hmmm LINNY*, there you go. I digress

I have SO many exams still to go. 3 to be precise. Monday Tuesday and Wednesday. I have so much work to do...I feel as though i've been neglecting you all *I think every post says that these days* but hopefully, once things settle, i'll be a little more attentive to you all.

In keeping with the theme of the title, a joke. "Just a little binger to brighten up your day". If ANYONE can tell me what movie that quote is from, i'll be VERY impressed...and the prestige will be all yours.

POSSIBLY THE VERY BEST CHICKEN JOKE EVER

A chicken and an egg are lying in bed. The chicken is leaning against the headboard smoking a cigarette, with a satisfied smile on it's face. The egg, looking a bit pissed off, grabs the sheet, rolls over, and says, Well, I guess we finally answered THAT question!"

LOL!!! Time to get back to work.

UPDATE: YRAUTCA has guess the movie quote. Isnt he brilliant??? Find him HERE

Big Money No Whammy!

In keeping with my favorite 80's things....This was by far my favorite 80's game show! And of course when they started airing it on the Game Show Network a few years ago, I watched. It was just as exciting the second time around! Ok...so i'm a nerd. But I dont care. I LOVED this show!!! Apparently there was some guy who memorized the light patterns of the board, went on and won over 100.000 dollars. But I never looked into it.

So i'm in Compton today, procrastinating. I dont bring my laptop to campus so I can avoid using the internet, and checking my email, or writing new blog posts, so I stop at the computer center on my way to study so it's all out of my system, and I can get down to work.

I'm sitting here, and there may be a total of 12 people in total down here, and there's about 200 computers. So this guy sitting very close to me gets up to go somewhere and he says "can you make sure no one uses my computer?" I say "Uhhh....okay", as my eyes scan the empty room He makes note of the fact that there are hundreds of other computers available, but he just wants to make sure. Then he says "Sooo. Studying hard?" *at which point i'm thinking Uhhhhhh. Shut up shut up shut up.* I avoid saying that, and say "Yup" instead

He asks me when my next exam is, I say Monday. Then he starts up this huge conversation with me....To which i'm doing my very best to make it as short and seem as uninterested as possible.

He finally gets to the end of his barrage of questioning, and says "Well. It sounds like you're going to need someone to take you out after all those exams." While he's smiling and looking hopeful. I say "No. I'm taking off for three weeks, and i'll be going out enough with my friends when I go home"

He leaves. And then comes back. And after about 5 minutes he stands up to leave and he says "I think you're very attractive. Merry Christmas and Jesus loves you". I didnt know what to say to that, and the blank look on my face must have been priceless.

I'm all for supporting you in whatever you believe, but I really get pissy when people come around me spouting religious propoganda....REGARDLESS of what they say. What if I was Jewish and didnt celebrate christmas? What if I was Muslim? Athiest? Scientologist? *That one's my favorite!!! OHH I love sceintology....but that's another post*

And then he proceeded to pace back and forth behind me for a few minutes, and it made me nervous....but I was talking to PX when it happened, and we got a good laugh out of it. He says "The god squad freaks him out".

Big Money No Whammy Indeed. Ugh.

No Shirt, No Shoes, No Dice.

I dont care what anyone has to say about 80's movies, I love Fast Times at Ridgemont High. And it's probably my most favorite 80's movie of all time.

This is one of those movies, I can watch everyday...and instead of studying last night, I watched this movie instead while I was writing out notes and stuff. This is really one of those movies that I could totally watch everyday, and never get bored of it. I used to know this guy, and no matter when you called him, he was watching Goonies...and he'd let you go. I never knew how someone could watch a movie everyday like that....until I saw this one....not to mention that it has one of the best soundtracks i've ever heard.



What's your favorite 80's movie?

And today in Detroit news....

...A man, 59 years old, had a heart attack from shoveling snow, and he DIED!!!...from shoveling snow and straining.....And, the worst thing? He wasnt the only person to be admitted to hospitals today from snow shoveling related injury. Although I dont think the other person died.

I wish I had the article to post, but it wont be in papers until tomorrow....but it was all over the 5PM news today.

Is this a reason for people to be MORE lazy.."I'm sorry hunnie, we'll have to pay someone to shovel our snow this year, I could have a heart attack."

Apparently, the broadcast said that if you get sweaty, and lose your breath while shoveling, it's time to stop, or take a long break. Isnt that what happens when you go outside to shovel snow??? It's like a workout. Not to mention the difference in termerature, and it's harder to breathe in the cold.

....I could post a million inuendos about things that leave you sweaty and breathless...but i'll leave it alone.

Straight outta Compton.

Actually, on campus, I call the computer center Compton....always have. Computer Center was affectionaltely referred to as "computer town" when I got my undergrad, and shortened "Compton"...I digress.

Of course, I'm scrambling to get my assignments done, and sitting in Compton....someone smells SO foul sitting somewhere around me, that it's making my nose hurt, and my eyes water. I dont know who it is, as there are 9 people sitting in my direct vacinity, but let me tell you....it HURTS me. And NO, it isnt me...I checked.

WHY dont people feel that hygiene is a necessity??

UPDATE UPDATE: I am sitting in the computer center again, and the man sitting across from me just picked his nose and ate it....and as I stared with jaw on the floor, he noticed me watching and pulled his snot finger out of his mouth. GROSS

Dont feel much like blogging.....

Its exam time. And it feels like yesterday that I posted about midterms....Ugh. This semester went too fast.

I dont really have all that much to say. I'm working hard studying, and trying to get caught up on all the things I neglected to do during the weeks between midterms and today. But i'm making a lot of progress, and will hopefully have all my readings done by this friday. First exam saturday....YIKES. First exam saturday!!! Oh my god, this semester is over already!!!

I'm feeling a little blah lately. I got into a severe screaming match RE: my last post. Needless to say, someone wasnt very happy that I posted secrets on my blog....And of course, felt the need to remind me that "Yes, it's my blog, and I have the right to post whatever I want, BUT I have to sit in the consequences of my actions."

Isnt that odd? Sit in the consequences of telling the truth. Well....one of those guys is PISSED. And The only question I have is, Since when am I not allowed to discuss my own life and feelings? Well. Said person got Rediculously angry, and screamed at me for 45 minutes about it last night. OF course, leaving me feeling horribly guilty, and like the worst person alive.

So....I have one thing to say to Said person, because I know you'll be back. I DONT CARE what you think. This is MY blog, I can post WHATEVER I want on it. If you dont like it, DONT READ IT. If it pisses you off, THEN MAYBE YOU SHOULD STOP LYING!!!!! And then, you'd have nothing to feel bad about.....because you'd know how to treat someone in an honest and respectful way.

If this makes you MORE angry....then so be it. I dont fucking care anymore. OHH good lord....here I come New Years Resolution....Look out, because "Fuck it" is going to be my Mantra for 2006!!!

Are All Men Liars????

I've recently become single of all guys in my life for the first time in 10 years. *as you may already be well aware*, and as i've had a month *I cant believe it's already been a month* to look over my past 10 years of being involved, I've come to a general conclusion about the men in my life. Every single one of them have been horrendous liars.

I dont know if it's me, and I attract these guys, or what? I may be a mean mean bitch sometimes, but at least i'll have the guts to tell you the truth. Yes, even once, I thought I was separated from someone, and had sex with another....When I found out that we were indeed still together, I told him the truth, I didnt want to hide that from him. But he accepted it, and we moved on.

In ONE relationship, this guy lied so many times, that I started to think that I was crazy. Examples you say??? I thought you'd never ask.

This one guy, who shall remain nameless, but still reads this blog, will recognize his lies, so when the story STARTS to sound like something you did to me, stop reading now, it's only going to get worse....I digress.

This one guy, tells me one night that his father has been in a horrendous car accident, and has been rushed to emerg, and admitted. I know that he doesnt get along especially well with his father, as he has wished for his death many times, so this sudden surge of heart felt emotion was suspicious, but i didnt question it. 2 days later, I called, and his father happened to be at this guys house, and my b-friend wasnt home. So I started a conversation with his father, and said "I heard you were in a car accident and injured. How are you feeling? Are you okay???"

His Fathers response..."I was in a car accident???" I said "Uhh...that's what "boyfriend" told me, and he also said that you were in the hospital". Boyfriend's father says "LOL. No, thank you for your concern, but i'm clearly fine. And let me tell you that you are involved with someone who doesnt always know what it means to tell the truth."

Same guy...another time....says that he is deathly ill, and that his mother is picking him up to take him to her place to get him some medication and driving him back home. I ask "Why wouldnt she just drop it off to you???" He proceeds to scream at me, and tell me that I'm screwing his words up. I let it go. 2 days later, he tells me not to call for the remainder of the week as his mother has just gotten home from Las Vegas, and since he hasnt seen her in a while, wants to spend some time with her. I say..."When did she get home?" He says "I dont know, but she just called me and told me that she was home". I say "If she just got home from Las Vegas, how did she pick you up the other night to get medication?". Again, he proceeds to scream at me, and tell me that I pay too close attention...tells me to shut up and not ask about it again. All the while, being flustered, and tripping over his own words.

This same guy ALSO gave me his email password to prove that he wasnt cheating on me, and told me to check it anytime if I ever had doubts. At which I proceeded to find extremely intimate emails from him to another girl, and responses from this girl, all signed "Love...Your and their name". And of course, i've caught him in SO many lies....that ive actually lost count. I could sit here and tell you hours of lies that he's told me. But I wont, he's probably really pissed that I said this much....Bue he SWORE he wasnt cheating on me....LOL!

Another example you ask??? Okay. One more....New Guy.

This guy was cheating on me SO bad...but I had no clue. I always picked him up, and we'd go out, we only dated for a short time, so I wasnt that devastated. When we broke up, I called him that day and a girl answered his cell phone and said "Stop calling my boyfriend please". Finally after 2 calls of her hanging up on me, I got her to talk to me. At which point we both found out that we were BOTH his girlfriend for the same period of time. And She was staying with him, AND pregnant with his child. And not only was there us two, but he was ALSO cheating on me and this other girl with yet ANOTHER girl.

Then there was the guy who I caught IN BED with his ex-girlfriend..etcetera...etcetera...etcetra.

I like to give my boyfriends a lot of freedom. Go out with your friends, I dont care. I wont ask who you were out with, or what you did, because what you do in your spare time is your business. HOWEVER.....either tell me the truth about things that you DO tell me, or learn to lie better....because no matter how many times i've caught guys in a lie, it makes me think about all the times I didnt, and they got away with it.

Resolutions we can all live by.

Every year, around this time, I start to get flustered with my life. Overwhelmed, in need of change. As I am sure that everyone does at one point in the year. I'm feeling a bit.....not stale, but comfortable I suppose.

Its when I feel like this, that I throw caution to the wind, and buy a new car, or pick up and move to another country.....or some other reckless, nonsensical thing I can think of that makes my life a bit more exciting, until I start to get bored again.

Someone told me that I most likely had ADD. And maybe I do. I do get bored easily, and like to change my life around every once in a while. But I dont get distracted easliy, and can concentrate for long periods of time on one thing. So maybe not. I can diagnose it in other people, but not in myself. Besides, I never even heard of ADD until the invention of Ritalin. So that in itself sparks a bit of controversy. But I digress.

The end of the year is coming, and its funny. I was at Miss Ash's last night, and do you know what we talked about??? New Years Eve Plans. Ugh. I HATE trying to make plans for NYE. And frankly, I feel like i've lived a million of them.....they dont seem so special anymore. I was going to go to Winnipeg, but that sort of fell through. I'm really disappointed about it, I was looking forward to going....and I was even willing to brave the cold.....but it sort of isnt going to happen anymore. So I need to make new plans.

What's everyone thinking of doing this year, I need some suggestions.

And then of course, the ever dreaded New Years Resolution. EVERY YEAR, I have one resolution, that I stick by, until I forget about it...but when I remember it, it empowers me, and makes me feel good. What is this infamous yearly resolution you ask? Well, it's simple really. Ever year my resolution is "Fuck it". And NOT in a dirty whorish porn sense, but in an emotional, and psychological debilitating way. If I cant do anything about it, fuck it. Move on. And for those of you who think that's a stupid resolution, try it for one week. If it's out of your control, if you cant change it, if you want it but cant have it, if you give up because someone doesnt care enough and you're at the end of your rope, if someone pisses you off.....for whatever reason....it works. Trust me. It gives you some small control of your life. *It's funny, becuase every year, my highest occurrences of dates, and meeting new men, comes in the first 3-4 months of the year.....when this resolution is in full effect. And NO...i dont tell them my resolution, because it might come across the wrong way.

So for this up and coming year, I resolve to do the following:

1. "Fuck it"....and oldie but a goodie.
2. But a new speed bag *HEY...i can put that on my x-mas list*
3. Drink more/party more (this immediatly makes me think of tequila for some reason...Ahhh Jose....where have you been all my life)
4. Work harder to get the fuck out of school and find something to do with my life
5. Become an expert in driving standard.
6. Spoil myself
7. Take no shit from anyone

If everyone made resolution lists of things they actually wanted....they'd be much happier. NO ONE who resolves to go to the gym everyday is ever going to follow it. Forcing yourself to the gym, or to quit smoking, is the fastest way to increase weight and cigarettes smoked.

Resolutions??? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller? Bueller?

Its Sunday Already

I dont know what it is about pre-exam weeks, but they fly by, and before you know it, its already been a week since you said "I cant believe it's already sunday".

I ALSO realized that I hadnt posted in a while, but I have a reason for this. When I was sitting in my class friday morning, thinking about my upcoming weekend plans, I decided that what I had to do, seemed pointless and stupid. So, on a whim, I decided to come home and get some work done.

This weekend:

I cancelled BOTH of my dates, and said that I was sorry, but I just didnt want to date anyone now. I know that sounds lame, but it's true. I called them both on my way out the door, and said that I was going to go home for the weekend, I needed a break from Windsor. I just dont want to date anyone now...and it's going to stay like that for a while....

A nice boy told me he loved me, and the feeling I got from those 3 words sent shivers up my spine and made me feel amazing. I forgot how good they sounded from the right person. And so, since they gave me that feeling, I knew that going on a date, or out with any guy other than him, was the wrong decision. End of story. I cancelled my dates, and havent looked back. *even if one of those guys IS a multimillionaire....LOL!!!*

I decided to come home, went to the casino with a friend of mine and watched him turn 25$ into 2000$....in two hours....Where as I blew the money I brought with me. So much for wanting to Win something this year.

I went to see harry potter today. Good movie. I recommend it even if you arent following the series. It's a good story. However, having read the books, and the 4th being my favorite so far, I noticed that it jumps rather quickly from one thing to the next. They had a LOT to cram into that movie, and what they did, they did well. But they covered a lot in a shirt time, and left quite a bit out. But, other than that, it was fantastic, and what they did cover, they covered well. But the third movie is still my favorite.

I saw a picture today of someone that I really care about, who I havent seen in a long time. I forgot how gorgeous he is....and it brought tears to my eyes, because I miss him terribly. Fighting does that to people. Makes them forget how much they care.....I cant believe how much you dont know you miss someone until you see them.

Fuck, this was a shitty post. Sorry about that. I'm extremely distracted today.

A change for the better

I've been having a good week. Like REALLY good week *of course meaning week beginning monday, as someone once taught me, it is best to start things on mondays*

So far this week, I:

- Did a lot of readings to catch up for my exams
- Convinced myself that I will not learn through osmosis *although i'm sure the theory still has some merit*
- finished a paper that I was avoiding becuase I thought it was going to be a lot harder than it was, and it only ended up taking me about 5 hours to completely finish and type.
- Confronted my noisy neighbors who keep me up until 5am daily playing poker all night long. After I talked to them last night, I didnt hear one noise out of their apartment, and I think i've made some headway *but that remains to be seen*
- met TWO new guys, and managed to get myself TWO dates. *one of the guys I just met yesterday in class, but as we left class, he said he didnt want to leave becuase I was so interesting to listen to, that he walked me all the way home.*
- Asked my mom for a pair of mittens for Christmas that MATCH my scarf, instead of getting a new one.
- I think I made a decision about giong back to the States. It's tempting, but I left to come back to school, and upgrade myself. That was something I wanted. I think i'm staying here, and turning the job down *I can still go back and work for the summer months, I just wont have the promotion.*
- Watched the most AMAZING movie Crash. It just came out recently, and is about racism. It's fantastic if you havent seen it....
- Also watched Million Dollar Baby, and regardless of what everyone said, Yes....it was a Good movie....but NO. I did NOT cry. LOL

It's snowing today. I LOVE the first real snowfall of the year. The earth is changing, and you can smell it in the air. *by FAR, my most favorite smell...the changing of the seasons.*

And snow reminds me of Crhistmas break...where my most favorite place to be in the entire world is beside a toasty REAL fire *not a gas fireplace* with a good book and a huge mug of hot chocolate and baileys....mmmmmm.

Dear Santa...

I never had a Christmas wishlist. Ever. I never asked for anything, and my mom was always mad because she never knew what to buy for me. But I suppose I always had everything I wanted......I never asked for gifts...I always just said, money, even as a child. *which I would end up putting in the bank and sitting on it.*

Although, before I could write, my mom wrote a letter to Santa for me, as I dictated. She still has it, and it still makes me laugh....It said something along the lines of "Dear Santa, I dont want any presents this year, except maybe a new barbie. I dont know if I have been a good girl this year, but I at least have done good enough to deserve a barbie. I'm not saying thank you."

With letters like that, I cant believe I managed to get ANYTHING at all. LOL@ I'm not saying thank you. I was SUCH a fucker when I was little.

You know, that was the only letter I wrote to Santa....well...that an an exceptionally mean one where I questioned his existance years later that I wrote with Miss Ash. She can vouch for this. She was a big proponent of writing to Santa every year, and I remember seeing the response letters she would get....I always wanted letterhead from the "North Pole" but never wanted anything that would require a letter.....Ash, how old were we when we wrote to Santa that year??? She was horrified that I even sent that letter....LOL.

This year, i'd like a few things....

Unhinged Princess proudly presents her FIRST offical christmas list.

Dear Santa,

This year i'd like:

1. A new job *although my old employer pulled through with a job offer, its still up in the air, and i'm still undecided*
2. A New car
3. A nice boyfriend, who's cute and motivated, who likes Smarties and horror movies BUT isnt a geek OR a "TYB"....Phil is apparently working on this one...LOL.
4. I'd like to win something, anything...i've never won anything Except for those concert tickets to "the Cure"...that was AMAZING, but it was in 1997. I think i'm due to win again.
5. A new cashmere scarf from Coach *I bought one last year, but out of the goodness of my heart, my sister loved it so much I gave it to her...although I do have that other scarf from Coach, So this I want the least amount*

Well....I dont really want to win anything, winning things is just fun, but I dont care either way.

I dont NEED another cashmere scarf....the one I have is fine, its just not a solid color like the one I gave my sister, but i'm happy with mine, so scratch that one too.

I dont really want a new boyfriend right away...I've only been REALLY completely 100% single of all men, including people to just "whatever" with for 2 weeks. And it's the first time, i've been free of ALL guys for 10 years....*this still shocks me when I say it out loud...the first time i've been 100% free of all guys in TEN YEARS!!! I dont know where the time went*....Maybe i'm enjoying being single.....I met a new guy...who happens to be a very welathy man.....but he's a great deal older than me....its the only thing holding me back. So...maybe scratch that one too. *sorry Phil. LOL*

What does that leave me with?

A car, and a job. Well.....jobs are out there, I just really want a new one...new experiences. PLUS I can always go back to MA. So I dont really need a job, I just need to make a decision on an offer....I already have the job if I want it. So....that one's gone too.

A car. That's whats left......I like my car. I dont really want a new one just yet. Maybe next year.

This is the reason i've never had a Christmas list.

I'm not saying Thank you.
xoxo...Unhinged Princess

A dilemma.

Okay....Mostly all of you know that I worked, not too long ago, at a mental health facility in the States. It was outside of Boston, more towards the west, and I recently left the job to come back to school to upgrade and get my MSW.

I left that job for a variety of reasons, but not because I didnt like it. I LOVED that job, and was really good at it. I think about the place often, and miss the kids a great deal, and wonder how "my ten boys" are doing.

I came back to school with the mindset that i'd get my MSW, and in turn get a better higher paying job, as it so usually happens with an MSW. However something has happened today that has turned my thinking more towards my future, and thrown a wrench into my plans.

I am in the prcess of trying to get a job, somewhere in the field, becuase no matter what i'm at school for, or upgrading for, or what my MOM wants me to do with my life, I LOVE social services, and cant imagine myself doing anything other than that for the rest of my life. I love corrections and I love mental health. And the love for these jobs is what drove me back to school, to be able to get a better job, and keep working in this field more closely, and of course, making more money.

And since I am in the process of trying to get a new job, I resolved that I would call my old place of employment, and let them know that i'm using them as a reference, so they better tell who ever calls, how much they loved me when I was there. So I called them today to get a letter of reference, and let them know that people might call, and so i'm talking to THE boss, and she tells me that the supervisor one day left work, and then never showed up again....and right there, on the phone, she offered me THAT job. Supervisors position. And of course for more money.

Now...I know that HR has the ultimate say of who gets hired, but they told me when I left that a summer position would always be available for me inbetween school years. And why was I quitting, and moving back to Canada, when they would pay for my edcucation??? I told them that I had to come back to my university to upgrade beacuse I was below the acceptance for grad school, and once I upgraded, i'd get in no problem.

So...this is what i'm thinking. I've resolved to come back to school, upgrade, get my MSW, to get a better more high up position that pays more money.......However, my old palce of employment has talked to me today, and OFFERED me that position.........not to mention reminding me that If I still wanted to go to grad school, that if I get A's they pay my tuition, if I dont get A's, they only pay 70%......

WOW right? They'd put my in charge of the house that I worked at. In Charge.....but of course, only one half of the week, as shifts run sunday to wednesday and then wednesday to saturday.
I'd be in charge of an entire house......the second half of the week.

And the funny thing is that, as soon as my old boss said the words, "would you like to come back and take this position"..she thought it was the GREATEST idea she's ever had....She's calling the HR guy to talk to him to see if I could skip training, and just jump right into it......and she's working out all the details with him, and calling me back tonight.

And the thing about it is...i'm kind of excited......I could get the position, without being in school for the next couple of years working for it.

I dunno...what do you guys think????? I LOVED the job....dont think that I left because I hated it, or the people. I didnt....it was about school, and making more money.

I need opinions on this people...

Is it my life? Or a whimsical British novel?

So I decided to clean my bathroom. Like REALLY clean it..and i'm not one for getting on my knees and scubbing the floor, but this time, I felt motivated.

So I clean the bathroom and it's sparkling....and i'm pretty impressed that I did such a good job. And after my bathroom is pristine, I figure the last thing to do is the floor. I get my srcubby brush and start scrubbing the floor. I have mopped the floor before, but never cleaned the grout inbetween the tiles. And they're GROSS. Like yucky dirty. It gets to the point where i'm just pushing dirty water back and forth. So I get out my trusty mop and wipe up the dirty water. And since the tub is the only place big enough to rinse out the mop....there goes my clean tub. But I figure that I can just quickly rinse it out since its clean already.

I finish the floor, and run outside to grab something out of my car, and when I come bakc, I hear that there's water running. I figured that i'd left the tub running from cleaning out the mop, but when I walk into my bathroom, i'm horrified.

For those of you who read my post a bit back, my landlord had knocked a hole in the ceiling becuse of the plumbing in the apartment above mine. At least the ceiling had prevented the water coming from above in constant streams, but now that there's a huge hole there, I come back into my bathroom after having cleaned it from corner to corner to find a stream of dirty rusty pipe water splashing down all over my clean bathroom.

And I just stood there, and put my hands on my hips and thought that this doesnt happen in real life. This is the stuff that sitcoms are made of.....either that, or the words you'd find written in Bridget Jones' diary. My landlord promised to fix the ceiling "tomorrow morning, i swear, i'll fix it tomorrow morning." That was 2 days ago.

After that, I cleaned up the new mess and resolved to myself not to clean my bathroom again in such detail until the ceiling was fixed.

Cut to today. My mom calls me, she's faxing something to someone for me, and she doenst have the fax number, I forgot to send it to her. So i have to get the paper, but fail to realize that the phone cord has wrapped itself around my foot, and when I go to walk away, my foot snags the cord, pulls the phone out of my hand and crashing to the floor AND rips the jack out of the wall.

I didnt bring my cordless with me, so this is a telecommunications disaster!!!

Do things like this happen to no one else??? Am I the only one who lives with these sorts of things? If someone experiences daily occurrences like this. Please write about them, it might make me feel better to know that i'm not the only one who's this unlucky.

Update: 12:18am. Turned around to crack my back while sitting on the floor, and smashed into a glass that was ALSO on the floor, breaking the glass, and slicing my hand to ribbons in the process. *here's to hoping I got all the glass out of my cuts*

Have a Yucky Day...

Ive been a bit of an Oscar lately......Infact, i've been so grumpy that I havent wanted to leave my apartment in days.

For the past week, i've been an absolute nightmare. And Since it was my birthday, and I was rediculously sick, I decided the only way to get over my bit of "gouch week" was to go shopping. And in doing so, I went to the mall on Tuesday, and Wednesday *after class of course* and got all of my Christmas shopping done and out of the way. I REFUSE to go to the mall any time past December 1st. If you cant blame me.

Now, I know I know, I loathe Christmas, it's full of jolly well wishers and do gooders. UGH. I'm a do gooder all year long, and to see people pretend for a couple of weeks to get along and make nice with everyone they hate the rest of the year, just doesnt cut it for me. A bunch of people doing nice things to feel good about themselves just for 2 weeksa year is about as sentimental as running naked through a patch of drywall insulation.

But I digress.....my dad was always one of those big Churchy types. He's straight off the boat from Italy, so the majority of my Sunday's involved me getting up at the crack of dawn to go sit in a stuffy room with a bunch of stuffy people sitting there listening to a guy blab on about not having sex before marriage. NO THANKS.

So when I hit 18, I firmly put my foot down and said, No more church. I decided to "Do good" in other ways. So after university, I got a job at a crisis shelter, and volunteered at a soup kitchen. But I still managed to make it to church every Christmas and Easter, and I collectively became what is now known as a "Chreaster" church goer. HOWEVER, one fateful year, Christmas eve happened to fall on a Monday. And since my family was going to church at 5pm, I decided that since it conflicted with my obligations at the soup kitchen, I was going to go to my volunteer position instead. I think God would have been happier that I was feeding the homeless rather than sit in some stuffy building, with stuffy people, listen to a guy blab on about no sex before marriage. LOL

My dad proceeded to be mad at me until Easter, when I had a chance to redeem myself and go to church....but I didnt go then either...and havent gone since. I am of the mindset that says "who says I have to go sit in a building one hour a week to prove that I believe something"....If sitting in a building proves that you believe in something, then I wonder what going to the movies proves you believe in.....or the theater....or school....or your job. Dont those places count for something? ANYTHING??? What if someone has a picture of Jesus up at your desk? Is it as good as going to church?

But I digress again....the entire point of this post was to share with the world, that i'm no longer grouchy, as shopping cured me, and I got all my x-mas shopping done and out of the way with. Yay me!

Christmas....With FLARE!!!

Yes....That's a Stocking.....THE ULTIMATE christmas stocking....And my HNT.

If I loathe Christmas, but have to celebrate, i'm going to do it my way....head to chimney in patent leather.

A Birthday Cold and Christmas Carols

Well, its offical. 28. My birthday was this past weekend, and I decided to skip class on Friday and take an extended vacation. When your birthday is the weekend, and you have a close friend who's birthday is the day before yours, its mandatory to take an extra day. It's called "Being a good friend, and a lazy student". I digress.

I drive home thursday night, and I was tormented about whether or not to skip my thursday class as well, but decided it against it, and wound up getting home just in time to eat dinner and watch survivor. I dont know if it was the 2 solid weeks of studying that I did, and then having nothing to do, but within that hour that I was relaxing, the worst cold set in, and I lost my voice....I went to bed at 10pm. I woke up friday, and I felt like shit.....I was SO sick, and although it was my friends b-day spent the day in bed, and was a total trooper and went out drinking that night. I only lasted until 1am, but it's better than nothing.

Saturday, my birthday I had plans to go shopping, dinner out and drinks. Well, since I could barely make it up the stairs without passing out, I ditched the shopping, and visited instead. We went for dinner, but let me tell you that i was home by 11:30, and in bed by 12:30. Special thanks goes out to the lovely girl for driving, and to the rest of them for not making me wear a SARS mask the entire time I was with them. *if any of you are sick today, my regrets*

Sunday was family birthday day, and it was a good time. Even 2 old friends from highschool showed up which was a complete surprise, as I havent seen them in months!!! Drove back to school, and of course, since its monday....i feel GREAT!!! No more sickypants! Ugh. Colds are so inconvenient!

However, I do have to say, horror beyond horrors last night, driving home started a chain of bad events that left me feeling bitter and spiteful!

Driving home last night, pitch black, no cars on the road, flipping through radio stations, until I find a station....I've got "scan" going, and as it flips from one station to the next, I hear a familiar twang of a song as it skips to the next station. My attention is focused onto the radio, as I stare in disbelief...."It CANT be" I think to myself..."it's only November 6th".....but as I press the scan button back once, it flips to the previous station.....and what do I hear??? Thats right people...CHRISTMAS CAROLS!!! An entire station devoted to Christmas carols....I've even got a mouth full of hot chocolate which I just about choke on. Christmas carols in November.....What is the world coming to??? Do you know, the nearest pharmacy has had christmas decorations up since the end of SEPTEMBER??? This isnt the north pole you know *DESPITE what every american thinks of canadians living in igloos*.....Sigh....Christmas.....48 shopping days left.

I come home......to no messages. I shouldnt be surprised as I just spent a glorious weekend with everyone I could have ever wanted to see in a 3 day time frame...but there's one person who didnt call.....someone who i've come to care about deeply, as we've been quasi involved for the past 2 years. But, he blew it off, and didnt bother. Fucker.....*this is what i meant when I said that people dont do romantic things for me, remembering to call me on my birthday would be good enough*

My land lord pounds on my door at 10am, becuse something is wrong with the plumbing in the shower in the apartment above mine, so they have to come into my bathroom and try to look from underneath. At which point, he takes a sledehammer, and pounds it into the ceiling.....6 times. Leaving a gigantic gaping hole in the ceiling, and Plaster all over the shelf, the floor, inside the tub and the counter, and whatever was on the counter, and the shelf.....and then he left, and said he'd be back tomorrow....leaving me to clean it up. Mother fucker.

I'm go back to bed, as I am still mildly sick, and have class until 10pm, I want to rest up.....but my fucking asshole 18 year old neighbors have their TV set to "decimate" and its all i can hear since their tv is touching the wall where the top of my bed is. Not that it would matter, its so loud. I'm SO pissed off about things at this point, that I fling the covers off of me, go out into the sitting area, unhook my stereo, bring the entire thing into my bedroom, find the most annoying station I can find on the radio, turn the speakers against the wall, and turn it up as loud as it can go, and left it on for over an hour.....When i finally turned it off....it was dead silent on the other side. I'm a spiteful bitch...and i'll be the FIRST one to admit it.

I wonder what ELSE can go wrong today.....

This has GOT to be a fucking joke....

HAS THE ENTIRE WORLD GONE MAD????

Heteracil - This is HORRENDOUS!!!

Who comes UP with this shit....its so shocking, I cant even think of anything to say about it!

Rosa Parks

Okay, so In my last post, I mentioned that I had the TV on. And in doing so, flipped through the 7 channels that I have, and tuned into a live rememberance service for Mrs. Rosa Parks.

If you do NOT know who this is, please go to your nearest library/bookstore/internet site, and look up civil rights movements. IF you are NOT aware that she died, or thought she died a long time ago, please pick up a newspaper once in a while. I feel no obligation to telling you who she is. If you do not know....please, dont embarass yourself by asking........go look it up on your own.

How many blogs did you find that said RIP Peter Jennings? Loads right? Me too.

How many blogs did you find that said RIP Rosa Parks? None right? Me neither.

At the memorial service that went on today in Detroit, that was broadcast live, there were so many people, to pay respect to this woman....the Mother of the Civil Rights movement they called her.....I dont disagree.

Speakers like John Kerry, BOTH Clintons, and a bunch of other senatorial and congress members were in attendance and spoke on her behalf. I LAUGHED out loud, when Hillary Cinton says something along the lines of "she voted in a day when she wasnt allowed to vote. Let this be a lesson to us, in a day and age where it is our duty to vote. Make sure you're voice is heard, and make your vote counts.....and lets make sure all of the votes are counted"

Kerry said something along the same lines when he said "in a day where every vote counts, and is counted, and the color of your skin is not"

In recognizing that B. Clinton was there, one democratic representative for the state of Michigan was there and looked over at Clinton, and said, I thanked you last, and most importantly, becuse we miss the days of democracy in Washington"

Talk about being diplomatic in a very biting way! And I wondered.....as I watched face after face get up and commend the life of this woman, and couldnt help but wonder where all the Republican representatives were......

Do they not feel that her message, and example is as important as the Democrats do? Everyone was wonderfully spoken, and eloquently political and democratic in biting undertones.....I am lucky to have seen it.

RIP Rosa Parks - 1913-2005....Mother of the Civil Rights Movement.

Its a Beautiful day in the Neighborhood

Okay. I'll admit it, I watched TV today....although, since I dont watch tv more than 2 hours a week, I dont have cable...and since I dont have cable, you can imagine what is on at noon. Nothing.....Except, Mr. Rogers......So I flipped the tv on with about 10 minutes left in the half hour, and decided to watch Mr. Rogers. What a crappy show...It was SO horrible that I shut my tv off at the credits, and suffered through 6 whole minutes of this show, and realized that it was the reason I only watch the Amazing Race.

Fortunately, my tastes have changed since I was 5, and I am no longer entertained by this show...

As for my midterms, I'm all done. And I did remarkably well. I studied my ass off for those 5 tests and managed to get A's in all courses except 1 B+, and a lower grade in another course. I'm SO happy they're all done....and there's only 5 weeks of class left...i cant believe that it's almost over already....

Its my birthday this weekend. Ugh....28 happens on Saturday! 28. Christ, it feels like I turned 20 last year....and I remember that I had a nasty bugger of a boyfriend who was talking to me the day before my birthday, and he said "this is your last day as a teenager for the rest of your life"...which upset me, as I was already sensitive about turning 20 to begin with....That was 8 years ago....and when I think of myself at 8 years ago, I was at the same place I am now....in Windsor...going to school. LOL.

We've got lots of plans for the upcoming weekend. I'm going to go back to Niagara to spend the weekend with my friends....a day of shopping on bloor and queen, and dinner in little italy.

This weekend also happens to be one of my good friends birthday as well, and we have celebrated together for years....i havent seen him in a while, so it will be good to get drunk with him

This is my horrendous excuse of a post for today....sad...i know. Forgive me. I'm just out of study mode, and my brain is still a little numb.

In your twentys......

BEING TWENTY - SOMETHING

They call it the "Quarter-life Crisis." It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are many things about yourself that you didn't know and may not like. You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now.

You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met, and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones. What you don't recognize is that they are realizing that too, and aren't really cold, catty, mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.

You look at your job... and it is not even close to what you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are looking for a job and realizing that you are going to have
to start at the bottom and that scares you. Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life and are constantly adding things to your list of what is acceptable and what isn't. One minute, you are insecure and then the next, secure. You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward.

You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed and wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough that you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out why you're doing this because you know that you aren't a bad person. One night stands and random hook ups start to look cheap. Getting wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic.

You go through the same emotions and questions over and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision. You worry about loans, money, the future and making a life for yourself... and while winning the race would be great, right now you'd just like to be a contender!

I dont know about you guys...but this totally sums up my life for the past 7 years. I'd love to say thanks to my favorite LD for saving this for me, and to my other Weewot. I Love you dearly...cheer up...you're amazing!

Oh good LORD!

Okay....the last post caused a GREAT deal of controversy and argument.

I ASK and EXPECT that anyone who wants to comment on this blog keep in mind that other people may find things that you say insulting and offensive. PLEASE try to keep this in consideration before you comment.

IF your comment causes insult to anyone, it will be removed. And if it doesnt stop, comments will be turned of completely.

Why the drama people? Obviously we arent all going to agree on everything, but recognize that your opinion, or someone else's opinion, and that includes mine, isnt necessarily RIGHT, but it's your own, and you're entitled to it....and have the right to express it. Just please do it diplomatically.....

Lets please try to get along people.......

Now, with that said...Abortion: Right to choose or right to life?

KIDDING...dont discuss that...its the last thing this blog needs...more drama.

A HNT Disaster!!! *A day early*

I feel as though i've been neglecting you, which I HAVE been, but midterms have gotten me SO mental, that I cant do anything besides fight with one person in particular, and study....and let me tell you...studying and fighting do NOT mix well together.....But I digress.....

For HNT, since I didnt do one last week, and I injured my webcam from dropping it on the floor, I decided to show you a piece of my soul....a passion for causing calamity wherever I go.....So for HNT, I decided to show you a part of myself that very few know exist.....my stupidity.

For those of who dont know what that is, It's Monet's Spring In Giverny, 1890. And my absolute most favorite Monet picture of all time. I dont know what it is about impressionism....but it reminds me of sitting in a car, when its raining, no wipers, looking out at the world through wet windows....But I love it. Anyway.....on with the story.

Go back, 10 or so months. I'm working in MA, at a facility where the kids havent really been all that exposed to "culture" of this sort, so in an attempt to get them interested, we take them to a wonderful art museum, in the middle of nowhere, with loads of originals. Id never been before, and had no clue what I was in store for.....but when I walked into one of the display rooms, my heart skipped a beat, when I saw this painting....An original of my absolute favorite...this is the luckiest day of my life....

I'm transfixed. The kids are talking to me and asking why I love it so much...i'm speechless. But I manage to say, "its amazing to me, that when Monet put a paintbrush on canvas, this is what came out"....I'm really in awe, and I cant believe how beautiful it is in person. The rest of the group is elsewhere in the room, and i'm all alone with this masterpiece.....and it's So beautiful....that I want to just reach out and touch it...I just want to put my finger on this amazing piece of work, becuase i cant believe it's really there, in front of me.....

And so I touched it....And it shook a little........

And then, the alarms went off.....

And then, the lights went off.....

And then, the springloaded doors slammed shut.......

And then the security guards all came running, and opened the doors, and saw the kids standing too close to a picture, and went right over to them, and said that they had set off the alarms becuase they were standing too close, as they were sensored for heat, wind, and movement.

And I just stood there.....staring, at these kids getting in shit for something I had stupidly done.....and I never said a word......

Happy HNT everyone.....LOL!!!!

Another blogger survey....

Name someone with the same birthday as you:
Dunno....November 5th anyone?

Where was your first kiss?
Joshua Fairweather....Grade 1...along the fence at the back of the playground.

Have you ever seriously vandalized someone elses property?
No...but believe me, I have SERIOUSLY thought about it many times....but i'd never do it, i'm not like that.

Have you ever hit someone of the opposite sex?
Not even when he hit me....

Have you ever sung in front of a large crowd?
LOL....god no....HOWEVER, this summer, we were all hanging around and Colin pulls out his guitar, and I asked him to play the blues. The real louisiana twangy blues that when the music stops, then you sing. And I proceeded to make up songs about the people that were there, and we were all laughing so hard....

Whats the first thing you notice about the preferred sex?
I like this question...because it says "preferred sex".....not opposite sex. Uhhh...first thing? Back, broad shoulders, and teeth. It all depends on what direction he's facing.

What do you order at the Coffee Bean?
Tea, and we have Tim Hortons here....

What is your biggest mistake?
His name was James, and it took me 8 years to walk away.

Have you ever hurt yourself on purpose?
Physically, no, i'm a suck when it comes to pain...but emotionally is a different story. I have hurt myself knowing that I was making a mistake....I went back after everytime that he hit me, and even the one time he had his hands wrapped around my throat. I know it was a mistake, but i've left now...and i'm adult enough to learn from them.

Say something totally random about yourself:
If it's warm outside, and it pours rain, like buckets...i'll go outside and jump in the puddles.

Has anyone ever said you look like a celbrity?
Nope

Do you still watch kiddy movies or tv shows?
I hate movies with singing....so i try to steer clear....the only exception I have for this, is the muppets...but usually i skip past the singing parts.

Did you have braces?
Nope....these pearly whites are all natural

Are you comfortable with your height?
Well, at 5'9...its hard to be because I'm taller than everyone girl I know, but its not like I can will myself shorter, so i've had to get used to it.

What is the most romantic thing someone of the opposite sex has done for you?
Nothing....people dont do romantic things for me.

When do you know its love?
When you find someone that makes you feel better about things, and you never want anyone else to make you feel better ever again....

Do you speak any other languages?
Parlo Italiano

Have you ever been to a tanning salon?
YES...its so relaxing, but I havent been in a long time

What magazines do you read?
I read the newspaper instead

Have you ever ridden in a limo?
Yup...many times

Has anyone you were really close to passed away?
I find it funny that this question is below the limo question, as usually the two are associated. But yes, I've lost many people that I was close to...grandparents, friends, clients, aunts uncles....I've been to about 20 funerals of people that I Was close to, and loads to people that I knew and were close to someone else that I Care about.

Do you watch MTV?
I dont watch tv...well...not true. I Watch the Amazing race....thats it

Whats something that really annoys you?
When the phone cord gets all tangled and twisted.....

Do you like Micheal Jackson?
Nope, I only liked Thriller, becuase the video was scary when I Was 4....

Whats the latest you've stayed up?
I think a better question is "Whats the longest you've dtayed up?" And the answer to that, is 40 hours.

Have you ever been rushed by ambulance to an emergency room?
Nah, my parents were always good about getting us to the emerg in time themselves. Even when my sister found out that she was deathly allergic to clams, and her throat closed up, they could get her there faster than waiting for an ambulance, and then going....

Do you actually read these when people fill them out?
Truth? Sometimes....not all the time.

Of Midterms, Weewots and Lame pick up lines

This is going to be the most RANDOM blog...but it will give you lots of things to comment on until I after my midterm friday.

Midterms - First, I'd like to say, that I wrote one midterm today. I took LOADS of practise tests online, and study guides, blah blah blah....and scored close to perfect on all of them....HOWEVER, when I got into my exam today, the questions were substantially harder, and I'm not feeling as confident as I did when I Was sitting in the comfort of my own home drinking a glass of wine and taking practise tests. I THINK i passed, I hope I passed.....now I only have my Sex midterm friday, and Anthropology monday, then I at least have a week break until my LAST midterm!!! HORRAY!!! Then November is assignment month, and then december its all over again for Exams. Fuck, I cant believe theres only 6 weeks left in the semester!!!

Weewots - After reading Phil's crazy blog about mimes, I realized that I cant wait to have children, because I am SO excited to shape someone's reality, it's not even funny. I remember my friend Chad and I used to talk about this in great length when his wife was pregnant with their first child. He was intent on telling his child that there he was very famous, and that there were many books written about him and I quote "Maybe you've heard of it, Its called "The Bible". I mean, how would his kid know? Connor *as he was named* would only know what Chad told him, and he'd have to go on that....After these conversations, I realized what an impact we have on little kids' reality. Now that I have 2 neices I torment them about things like this.....until someone comes along and ruins my fun. Of course, with a just turned 3 year old and a 4 year old, who know how to read, shaping their reality isnt easy anymore....Yes yes, they can read....the older one could read last year, my sister workds VERY closely with them and they're in private education classes. Anyway, I digress.....I will at ONE point in my life, convince a child that something is called a Weewot. I dont know what it is about that word, its not a word, but it's fun. It sounds British. LOL....anyway...fork, table, car, whatever....it's going to be a Weewot. I'll let you know.


Lame Pick Up Lines - After I narrowly escaped being accosted by someone wearing acid wash and a turtleneck *shudder*, I started to think about what would have happen if he had REALLY sat down....He didnt, I pulled out my cell phone, and was immediately engrossed in conversation, but what would have happened if he did? Would he have been all Sly, and said, "so...whatcha studying for?" Or something lame like that....and I was forced to recall the all of the pick up lines that I have endured. HOWEVER, I decided to share the BEST pickup line that I have EVER heard. A few years ago, I was in Montreal at a MMA (mixed martial arts) event, and this guy literally comes up to me and says "Hey, you're hot...wanna go halves on a baby?"At which point, after I said "What" to make sure I heard him correctly, and when I was sure I had, I just about died laughing.....and his name was Ritchie, and he was a PHENOMENAL BJJ fighter! Sometimes, those lines...they work.

Whats the BEST pick up line you've ever heard?

The Rules....oh Ya, there are Rules!!!

I'm shallow. Let me be the FIRST to admit it, out loud. From roof tops. I am VERY sorry, but I think apperances matter, and anyone who says they dont, is a bloody liar. You are not FIRSTLY attraced to someone by their witty sarcasm...The first thing you notice about someone is their looks, not sparkling charm....Unless you're Jo Jo's Psychic alliance, there's NO way you're going to know what someone is like until you talk to them....and the first reason you would GO talk to them, is because you're attracted to them physically.

So, i'm sitting on campus today *Miss Ash, you'll apprecaite this one*, and there's this guy, who I notice staring at me...No, I wasnt staring at him Miss Ash.....Anyway, he catches my eye, and smiles, and i'm like UGH....I just want to study, leave me alone. So At first glance, he appears to be mildly good looking. He's not horrendous, but he's not gorgeous. So he stands up, and starts to make his way over, and you'll never guess what he's wearing. A Turtleneck....UGH! Not one of those fasionable turtleneck sweaters either, he's wearing a skin tight, navy blue turtleneck, with a windbreaker overtop of it, and ACID WASH JEANS!!!

I'm horrified. HORRIFIED...and i'm sorry, he might be the NICEST guy in the world, but i'm NOT attracted to someone who wears these types of clothes.

I'll admit, all of my ex's except one, who I dated YEARS ago, have dressed relatively well. I mean, Gap, Banana Republic, J Crew, RW.....you know, Nice. And because of this, my views on what I find attractive have taken on shallow meanings in terms of clothes...so over the years, I have compiled a short list of what I find unacceptable when it comes to my boyfriends wardrobe.

Allow me to introduce: The Rules

1. NO TURTLENECKS!!!
I'm sorry, but I dont think they're at all attractive, and are ONLY Acceptable if you're going skiing, and they are under 2 sweaters, and your ski jacket, AND I dont have to see the turtleneck itself.

2. NO OVERALLS!!!
I cant, I cant do it...boys in overalls are NOT attractive. To me, overalls SCREAM Osh Kosh B'Gosh, and 3 year olds with pigtails....grown men, do NOT look good in overalls.

3. NO COWBOY BOOTS (or subsequent cowboy attire)!!!
I REFUSE to date anyone who calls their shoes "shit kickers"....and I dont think that men should wear pointy shoes, unless they are lifetime employees of "Santa's Workshop"

4. NO SPANDEX!!!
If you are a cyclist, then MAYBE, but that is the ONLY case where this is an exeption. I am not attracted to men whose clothes are SO tight, that you can tell if they are circumsized or not!

5. NO TRENCHCOATS!!!
Although this rule can be bent if you're wearing something.....No, you know what? No...No trenchcoats.

I'm sorry, some of you MAY not agree with me on these, and you dont have to. These are MY preferences, and i'm entitled to them. As of recent, my list is starting to acknowledge OTHER varieties that may make the list soon, including: No Tyedie, it's not 1992 anymore people....although remember Hypercolor??? I had one of those. But I wouldnt wear it today.
And NO windbreakers.....I dont even THINK that I need to explain this.

For those of you who shop at thrift stores...that's all fine and good, an item or two from a thrift store can bring much needed flair to your outfit, but when your ENTIRE wardrobe costs less than 100 dollars....its starting to become a problem. I LIKE men who wear nice clothes, sue me.

Oh god...someone SHOOT Me.

I cant study anymore....i'm going crazy.

I was up yesterday at 6am, getting ready for my 8:30 class.....when I got home, I took a short lunch break and then hit the books....stopped to make dinner, and took a little break around 8 to listen to some music....then I got back to it. My phone rang at 2:00am. I was still studying, but had NO clue what time it was, and when he told me what time it was, I just about died. I laughed and said that I had been up almost 24 hours, which atleast 12 of those were spent doing some sort of work.

And then exhaustion hit....I was SO tired, that I could barely crawl to my bed.

Today I work....LOL....NOT WORK...WOKE...fuck i'm studying too hard. I WOKE up at 9:30, and hit the books at 12. I was SO antsy by 5, that I had to go out for a long walk. I took a three hour break, and its now 48 minutes after I started studying again, and i'm about to go insane.....I dont mind doing the readings and all, but it's just the sitting there, reading it over part, that kills me. I cant learn like that, but the one midterm that i'm studying for, I have 60 pages of notes. LIKE i'm going to write them all over again....

I decide to get my study guides and check what i've learned so far by doing the practise questions. Of the first chapter for my sociology practise, I got 3 right, out of 15. LOL...I ALMOST cried. Almost.....how is it that you spend SO much time doing something, and then not know ANY of it??? But I did the remaining 3 chapters, and did subsequently better...but still...i'm only about 40% ready, and it's on wednesday....plus my one on friday that i'm only 30% ready for.....

I WANT to get my masters, and in order to do so, I have to get all really good grades.....but packing it up, and taking next semesters tuition money, and going to europe and never coming back sounds REALLY good right about now.

HNT and Crazy Midterms

Yes PX, I decided not to post your "Pants"...and I ask you to stop sending me pictures of your flashy underwear. With that said, on with the show.

Happy HNT everyone. I decided to post my eye. No one believes that they are 4 colors...but if you look close enough, they are. Steely blue grey ring, green, yellow around the black dot, and little tiny brown flecks that didnt quite show up in this picture...but they're there. Trust me.

I have midterms next week. I forgot how stressful they are, and how much work is involved in getting ready for midterms. Since I moved back to Windsor, I have felt like the local nerd, as I have spent COUNTLESS hours in the library reading, and trying to stay caught up.

And the funny thing, is that I only have 4 midterms. But Of course, as anyone who has ever been behind in their readings, I am TRUELY behind in my reading. I still havent even bought one of the textbooks for one of my classes. But I am hoping to have all of my work done and pass my midterms. Getting ready for my masters is turning out to be a lot of work that I forgot existed.

Ugh...someone come over and take my midterms for me. Oh my god...I dont even have a student card yet.....it's the middle of October. I cant take my midterms without them. I completely forgot that I needed one. I'll do that today. I'm SUCH A slacker!

This is my pathetic post....I've got SO much work to do....wish me luck...I need it.

Homecoming Horror

I cant believe that it has been 6 days since I posted. I'm sorry...LOL

It was Thanksgiving for all Canadians this weekend, so I went home for some good old fashioned screaming and food fights. I dont really get along with my family all that much, so for me to make the effort to go visit them, and have a sit down dinner with all of them, requires some patience, and a lot of booze.

What age were you, when you realized that your parents home, is no longer the place you consider home? I mean, I left when I was 18....i lived in my university city for almost 5 years. When I was finished school, I had to have surgery on my ankle because it broke too many times, and I purposely had it where I went to school, so that I was hours from my family. I didnt want to leave Windsor. But when I woke up from surgery, there they were, and they took me home. So I recouped from surgery, and got a job, lived there for 3 wretched years, and moved to the states. Lived there a while, decided to come back to school, moved home for 5 weeks until I got a place in Windsor again, and here I am.

This weekend, having my own home to come back to, I realized that I HATE going to my parents house. I have never gotten along with them as people. they're my parents, and that's it. We dont know anything about eachother, as people. They have never met any of my boyfriends, or been involved in any part of my life. Its funny, I have been friends with this guy for 10 years. Like GOOD friends. They only met him 2 years ago.....

Okay, let me give you an example of why pulling your eyeballs out is better than an evening with my family. I have a VERY small family, 17 people total...both sides. 2 grandparents, mom and aunt, dad and uncle, and their respective partners and children, plus sister, and her family. Thats it...so everything we do, we do together.....they go out for dinner every friday together, they have dinner sunday ever week together, they WORK together, it's very close as they are eachothers best friends. And in spending all that time together, you get to learn a thing or 2 about them...and in spending that much time together, I have learned, that my family, well not me, my sister or 5 cousins, everyone in the parents generation and up, are EXTREMELY racist.

Its sick, I know.....because it's 2005. Fucking racism right??? But thats who they are. I dont agree with it, and call them on it ALL the time, but i cant control what comes out of their mouth. As a matter of fact, Jenny refuses "to hang out with my racists family anymore"...and I dont blame her. I'm starting to think like that too. MY aunt, for example is sitting at the table on sunday, drinking her 8th glass of wine *as my family are also a bunch of drunks* and A is over, and we're talking about travelling. I mention that A has been to Japan, and my aunt jumps in and says something to the effect of "I've have no deisre to go anywhere over there. I dont like that race". To which me and A look at eachother, and just about DIE.

I jump all over her, and tell her that she doesnt like an entire continent of people, but continues to support their economy by buy their exports.....plus how rude it was, and I couldnt believe she just said that. I was SO appauled, I couldnt believe she said that, and had NO problem saying that. My family is very well off, and is extremely well travelled. I'm SURPRISED that they have attitudes that are this disgusting......and you wonder why they've never met any of my boyfriends right?

You know, all I ever wanted out of MY life, children wise, was to adpot kids from southeast asia, africa, where ever...i want to have a family thats completely multicultural.......these are the reasons i think twice about it. Will they accept my baby from Cambodia? Will the accept my baby from India? Will the accept my baby from Tanzania? Probably not....assholes......rude ignorant fucking assholes...."I dont like that race".....thats probably the rudest, most disgusting thing i've ever heard in my entire life......

I cant believe the racism that exists still.....someone I know, HATES east indian people....all of them. He says they're cheap. So he's basing his opinion on that. We have gotten into countless arguments about his racial slurs, and I have told him that If I ever hear him talk about anyone like that, ever again, it will be the last time he talks to me. I have a wonderful friend from Bangladesh.....I cant imagine anyone NOT liking her, becuase of her skin color....it fucking makes me more sick than you'll ever know.

You know, my favorite opera is playing in toronto, and when I knew I wasnt going...i should have stayed in windsor. It was a sign of bad things to come....although, dont get me wrong, the weekend wasnt a TOTAL pisser. I spent LOADS of time with A, had dinner with her family, and took my neices to see Corpse Bride. *GO SEE that movie!!!* Actually, LOL...me and A watched the newest Amityville movie. It was creepy as hell, and she jumped like every 15 minutes over something. And she made me sit in the "scary corner" of her bed. Yes....she's afraid of a corner of her bed....I have asked, but I dont know why exactly, she's just afraid of it....maybe she should blog about it.

And, from now on, i'm going to stay at my sisters when I go home...its the only way to remain sane I think.

HNT ALREADY???

Allow me to introduce you to....My Hair.

So it's my curse...that's right, and it's a pain in my ASS....so i decided to post it, so that you can all advise me on whether or not to cut it off! ALL off!!! Becuase I have been thinking about it for some time. HOWEVER, it is getting colder, and long hair is beneficial in the winter....my neck doesnt like the cold.

Anyway, that's my HNT picture....and after the week I had, that's all you're getting.

I've been slightly elusive for the past few days, becuase I have been doing some serious thinking about my situation...and I must say, THANK YOU guys for all of your suggestions, some of them REALLY helped....and actually helped me come to a conclusion.

Of the two, the other day, one called 25 times, IN ONE HOUR, and left 25 messages. The other, the next day called 10 times within a half hour, and left 10 messages. At THIS point, most people would have kicked BOTH nutters out of their lives for good. And to tell you the truth, this is what I did.

To the one who called 25 times in one hour, and left 25 messages.....I told them that they were CRAZY, and to stop, because, aside from bordering on harassment, they were mental. And I work with too many mental people, to have them in my life outside of a working environment.

The other, who called me 10 times inside a half hour, and left 10 messages.....They told me that they couldnt do "this" anymore, and decided to get rid of me......Which is their decision, and I accept that. However, this person still calls everyday, and I still dont know where I stand now with them. In their life, because they call still everyday, or out of their life, because thats what they said they wanted.....I wish people would make up their minds.....

Wouldnt it be nice if there wasnt any drama...although as one good friend of mine pointed out, she said I like this sort of drama, and attract these sorts of people into my life....and it may very well be possible....but as soon as she said that, I resolved to myself, that even if I cant get rid of drama forever, at least I could get rid of THIS drama.

This will be my last post on the subject. I've gotten too many phone messages about it that go something like this "Why are you talking about our personal lives on your blog???" LOL!!! I thought this was MY blog, and that I was allowed to post whatever I wanted....but since when am I not allowed to talk about my life? LOL!!!! Whatever right???

I need some hard core downtime.

This battle between the two people in my life has REALLY REALLY gotten to me. It evokes fight after fight, and SO many phone calls, i've stopped picking it up.

They're complaining about one another, begging for my time. Arguing with me over EVERYTHING "Why do they get that, and I dont?" "Why do they have to be the last person you talk to at night, and not me?"

It's starting to drive me crazy....literally. After a HUGELY heated debate last night, in which the one person got SO pissed off about the situation, they slammed the phone down. Its competition, and neither of them likes it. Although ONE knows that they are more important than the other, and has nothing to worry about. Its STILL not enough. Its not enough that I devote MORE time to that person....they want it ALL. How can I give them everything, when they're pushing me so far away?

Anyway, last night was wretched....and After that, I went right to bed, and woke up this morning, and vowed to myself that I would spend the entire day at the library, which I did. I dont think I could have gotten any more reading done today if I tried.

Point of my post??? This is fucking bullshit, and Its driving me away from the comfort of my own home....because the fighting wont stop. So what better thing to do? Avoid it at all costs. I know it might still be here when I get back, but fuck them. I'm stuck in the middle, and neither of them seems to fucking care what this is doing to me....Assholes.

IF EITHER OF YOU ARE READING THIS....Ya, and you know who you are.....Last night was it, I cant take this shit anymore. I need both of you to stop, and leave me alone for a couple of days....you selfish SELFISH children.

Must have gotten a weekend pass for good behavior!

So it's the last day of the month right, and it's bills bills bills.....

So I go to the bank to get my rent out, I hate paying with checks...it fucks me up and since I dont have a clue how to manage my money, if I payed by check, I'd just keep spending. IF i go to the bank, I see how much money i'm taking out and spending, and then I know how much money I have to "play" with....as I am somewhat of an impulsive spender

Anyway, I go to the bank, and since it's 45 mintues before they close, it's somewhat dead. And instead of having those ropey things that make the line, the rope between the two poles was not up, so it was a VERY short line, wall to teller, not all around the ropes

Anyway, this woman comes rushing madly in behind me....and says "Hey, they took the ropes down, they changed the line then eh?" I knew she was talking to me, but I ignored her. Like I feel like talking to random people at the bank when i'm there to spend all my money on bills. That makes me grouchy...besides, the dirty woman in front of me, had a bug in her hair...and I was watching it. And NO, I didnt tell her....if she wants to be dirty, and attract bugs, thats her business.

Anyway, this woman behind me is there for about 2 minutes, and she charges in front of me, and picks the rope up and says, i'm just going to put this up. and she looks at me, and says "and then you go around the rope. It makes the line look less busy."

I just stand there....staring.....

She says again "And then YOU go around the rope. I walked into the bank and almost left, I thought it was really busy" To which I just stand there, and when I see that she's serious, I start to move, and say "Does it really matter???"

She looks at me like I'M the one who's insane here and says that it does.....I didnt really listen to her repsonse why, but it was something along the lines of "I come here everyday, and this is the usual way it is". I just said again "Does it REALLY matter??"

At which point she says "The line looked long, I almost left and didnt get my banking done you know" To which I respond "Hm. Tragic"

She says "You're pretty mouthy you know" And I say "Well MAYBE you shouldnt be so OBSESSIVE about the lines at the bank. Its a bank line...who cares."

She says "Obessive? I dont think that I am" And I say "Oh you are" And she says "what are you??? A PROFESSIONAL?" And i turn around completely to look her in the face and say "Ya, Actually I am"

She didnt say anything else after that. HAPPY FRIDAY EVERYONE!

A Day in the life of Your Princess AND Happy HNT!!!

So, of course, since i've only slept 9 hours since monday, and seeing as now it's Thursday, I thought i'd give you a little insight into my day....if it can make me laugh, I'm hoping it can do the same for you.

I blah blah blah on the phone all night...there's somewhat of a "mior dispute" going on between two people in my life right now, and i'm directly stuck in the middle. Both sides are constantly insulting the other, and i'm stuck defending BOTH parties. Regardless...it is starting to wear on my LAST nerve, as i have been so stressed about it, I havent slept since Monday. They both know that i like to make everyone happy, and since their intentions conflict directly, I cant make them both happy, ONE of them has to lose, and one of them will be pissed off at me. So i'm trying to avoid this, and I go ALL night, back and forth between them, one phone call to the other......They BOTH want to be the person who gets to say good night to me...One has worked for that priveldge, and the other, who thinks that they can just take it....and is trying DESPERATELY to be that person at any cost.

So I get up, after countless hours of NOT sleeping, and not doing my readings, becuase lets face it after nights of sleepless struggle, my eyes are a little wonky, and I cant see all that straight. Forgive any typos....and I head to class.

Luckily the last couple of days havent been ALL that stressful lecture wise, calssroom movies have been a blessing in disguise this week as I have had to only HALF pay attention. I go to one of my sociology classes, and as the prof is lecturing on Durkheims Anomie theory, a man in a full chicken suit, comes barreling through the doors of the lecture hall, runs straight up the middle of 500 people, and out the door at the back. I dont know...when It comes to things like this, I dont ask questions.

I go to my next class.....Cultural anthropology......and being the absolute personable lovely that I am, have made a cute little 18 year old friend. So she's asking about how my week has been and how the debate of east and west canada is going. *these 2 people in my life that are making me want to join a convent*....and blah blah blah....shes all caught up. I'm ALSO telling her that another friend of mine has bought the first season of Fraggle Rock on DVD....and do you know what she says??? "Whats Fraggle Rock?"...To which I slap my hands over my face and respond "Oh my god, i'm so old"......

She doesnt know ANY of the good shows....and has NEVER heard of the Gummi Bears...poor girl.

At last class is over. I'm on my way home, and becuase I never BUY milk, when I do, I always forget to check the expiry date....so I always end up getting milk that is 2 days away from the expiry date...as is the case presently. I'm walking home from class, and I think to myself...Self, what am I going to do with all that milk?.....To which the voice in my head, the one Natalia refers to as "The BAD Self" says...Lets go home and make chocolate pudding in the blender.

Well....ALLOW ME TO INFORM YOU....you CANNOT make chocolate pudding in the blender, and if you ever try to disprove this....PLEASE make sure the lid on your blender is closed.

I turn the blender on, and walk away, because with a hand mixer, it takes like 5 mintues, and I figure with a blender....Same time. So I take off for 5 mintues, except when I start to make my way back to the kitchen.....It's like something out of the funniest, and most horrifying "funniest home video's" youve ever seen.....

And becuase I was so tired....I sat down and cried.

Maybe this weekend will prove to be better.....but if it isnt, be asured, you will be the first to hear about it.


Amidst later recollection, I decided on adding this picture, EVERYONE needs a little love in their lives sometime...Happy HNT people....

Ga-Jilli What???

Gajillipede....Only because they have a GAJILLION LEGS.

I'm laying in bed the other night, and i'm HALF asleep...I hear something that makes me open my eyes....and in my half state of consciousness, I THINK I see one of these crawling into the frame surrounding my window.

Now, my windows in my apartment were just replaced, so they are still open around the frame of the wall, and it's not very attractive looking, i'll tell you that much, but I'd rather have new windows, than old ones. So i wont complain....until now.

And of course, since i think i've SEEN one of these "common house centipedes" I cant generally go to sleep now can I???? So of course, I jump out of bed, turn my lights on, and rush around madly trying to find something to slam ontop of this thing....Of course, its not there.....and because I was half sleeping, I dont know if it was to begin with. That was 2 nights ago.

Last night, I'm laying in bed, trying to sleep, but I cant get the image of this thing out of my mind....I'd FREAK if I woke up one day to find one in my fucking bed....FREAK!!! So I'm laying there, keeping one eye on the window at all times. But nothing comes of it, and I go to sleep.

TONIGHT....if you are looking at the time this blog was posted, I started writing it at 4:57am.

I was up late...phone and all....trying to work some of my life out. I come out, because I know, of all people that are in the world, 5 of them will be awake and still on MSN. So, of course, I sign into MSN, and sure enough, there they are.....however I'm sitting here, talking about my night, when this little brown things runs across the floor by my feet. Of course, it's moving SO fast, it catches my eye, and I see what it is...And sure fucking enough, it's one of these Bad Boys...and of course, i'm like EWWW FUCKING HELL....

So I FLY out of my chair, as I know that it has run underneath my floor lamp and is just hiding out until the lights go out.....so when I pick up my lamp it takes off in all sorts of zig-zaggy directions, and I FREAK out, becuase if this thing touched me...i'd LOSE my mind. So I drop the lamp and grab the nearest kleenex box and start hitting.

For all of you who have tried to kill one of these things....you already know.....but for those of you who havent...they're so god damn resiliant, that I nearly destroyed my kleenex box trying to off this thing.

Well I succeeded, and now I know that I wasnt imagining it the other night, I HOPE that it was the one that I saw....but rest assured. I'm going to get bug spray tomorrow, and insist my landlord finishes my windows first.....