Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Say Cheese!!
I used to think I was the least photogenic person ever, but than I took some pictures of my friends and realized I'm not alone. When I say I'm not photogenic it doesn't mean that I expect myself to look perfect in every photo but somehow I always end up looking like Sasquatch (I'm pretty sure most of those photos that end up in the National Enquirer are actually all old pictures of me). I was shopping the other day and the clerk approach me at one point and told me how the store runs model searches on a yearly basis and that I should apply for the next one. I thanked her and said I'd consider it but it's honestly never gonna happen. I have this theory that my baby teeth held the power in regards to taking a good photo. Seeing that I only have one baby tooth left (weird story) occasionally I take a great photo, but since that is such a rare phenomenon I tend to avoid photos at all costs. What's interesting is that many of my friends take either great photos or disastrous ones. I'm going to take a vow here and now that I won't stick bad pictures of my friends (or me) in my photoblog.
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
I'm already on the naughty list for next year...
Penis Game
Today my little brother and I decided to play the penis game. For those of you who don't know how to play, at least two players stand in the middle of a public place and one player starts by saying the word "Penis". The next person says it louder than the first. The winner is the person who is willing to say "Penis" the loudest. I won twice in the middle of a Chinese Restaurant and a Zellers (I am the current Penis Game Champion). It's the most fun if played in the middle of a crowded theatre (I should warn that depending on the movie this game, for some reason, can be used as grounds by the theatre manager to ask you to leave (especially during Charlotte's Web (go figure!)))
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The Lilac
I can't begin to describe this. We're in the mall (my brother and I) and there's one of those stands with weird holiday gifts like dragon fountains and your name on rice, there were a couple of mini water fountains with a glowing glass ball in the middle. I notice one that at a first glance appeared to be a cave with the glass ball in the middle. The more I looked at the fountain the less it looked like a cave and the more it started to look like a "lilac". I can't help but laugh thinking about it now. (Definitely on the naughty list!!)
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The Party
Depending on who you ask I'm sure I'd probably jump from the naughty to nice list a couple of times (I have a feeling I'd be spending quite some time on the naughty list) Details are not really necessary, since technically the party contributed to this year's tally. I'm pretty sure a good time was had by all (except for me of course since I was only there to make sure everyone else behaved).
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Working on the nice list
Today I told a friend of mine I love them. I've loved this person for a long time but I don't remember ever actually telling them that. At times in my life this person knew more about me than anyone else. We've grown apart in the past couple of years (mostly because I grew tired of always being the one to call). I don't know that I'll ever consider them to be my "best friend", but I like to think they'll always be a friend
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Nothing to do with anything
Went shopping today and found the most beautiful dress (the perfect black dress)I had been planning to wear the same dress I wore to the SS wedding (how I think of their wedding in my mind (it doesn't give away who comes first in my eyes (Sj, you know it's you!!))) in Toronto, to the wedding in Cape Town. But than I saw "the dress" and fell in love. Of course as soon as I walked in the front door I got a text message from Suzy telling me that "we gotta wear traditional african clothes 4 the wedding." (I'd only asked Suzy like 50 times if we had to wear something special). Not a big problem, who can't use a perfect black dress?
Today my little brother and I decided to play the penis game. For those of you who don't know how to play, at least two players stand in the middle of a public place and one player starts by saying the word "Penis". The next person says it louder than the first. The winner is the person who is willing to say "Penis" the loudest. I won twice in the middle of a Chinese Restaurant and a Zellers (I am the current Penis Game Champion). It's the most fun if played in the middle of a crowded theatre (I should warn that depending on the movie this game, for some reason, can be used as grounds by the theatre manager to ask you to leave (especially during Charlotte's Web (go figure!)))
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The Lilac
I can't begin to describe this. We're in the mall (my brother and I) and there's one of those stands with weird holiday gifts like dragon fountains and your name on rice, there were a couple of mini water fountains with a glowing glass ball in the middle. I notice one that at a first glance appeared to be a cave with the glass ball in the middle. The more I looked at the fountain the less it looked like a cave and the more it started to look like a "lilac". I can't help but laugh thinking about it now. (Definitely on the naughty list!!)
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The Party
Depending on who you ask I'm sure I'd probably jump from the naughty to nice list a couple of times (I have a feeling I'd be spending quite some time on the naughty list) Details are not really necessary, since technically the party contributed to this year's tally. I'm pretty sure a good time was had by all (except for me of course since I was only there to make sure everyone else behaved).
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Working on the nice list
Today I told a friend of mine I love them. I've loved this person for a long time but I don't remember ever actually telling them that. At times in my life this person knew more about me than anyone else. We've grown apart in the past couple of years (mostly because I grew tired of always being the one to call). I don't know that I'll ever consider them to be my "best friend", but I like to think they'll always be a friend
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Nothing to do with anything
Went shopping today and found the most beautiful dress (the perfect black dress)I had been planning to wear the same dress I wore to the SS wedding (how I think of their wedding in my mind (it doesn't give away who comes first in my eyes (Sj, you know it's you!!))) in Toronto, to the wedding in Cape Town. But than I saw "the dress" and fell in love. Of course as soon as I walked in the front door I got a text message from Suzy telling me that "we gotta wear traditional african clothes 4 the wedding." (I'd only asked Suzy like 50 times if we had to wear something special). Not a big problem, who can't use a perfect black dress?
I know I've said this before...
I'm going to start behaving myself!!!
(as soon as I get back from Cape Town)
(I promise)
(as soon as I get back from Cape Town)
(I promise)
Come What May
There are times when you have to believe that your life will be better for having met someone. Regardless of what role they play or how long they stay, for those few minutes, weeks, months your life was changed by them having touched it. There are certain people that you simply know in your heart you want them to be there forever, maybe just as that friend you email every Christmas just to say you hope everything is going well or maybe as the person you wake up to every morning. There are a million and one forwards out there with clichés telling us that today is international friend week or we is friends or giving out hug certificates and in all truthfulness they mean nothing, you read it over and decide to forward it, forgetting the message before the send button is hit. When I say something I mean it, by calling you friend I mean I’ll be there for you when you need me. I won’t return every call or e-mail, I’ll sometimes forget your birthday, I’ll push a joke too far and sometimes hurt your feelings, but if you ever need me, I’ll be right here. I will do everything within my power to help you and support you and understand you. All I’ll ever ask for is honesty, nothing more, nothing less.
I mentioned a while ago about an instruction manual on how to deal with me.
1. Just be Honest
I don’t try reading into things; I don’t try to guess what’s going on in your head. I’ll tell you exactly what I think and feel, just ask!
I mentioned a while ago about an instruction manual on how to deal with me.
1. Just be Honest
I don’t try reading into things; I don’t try to guess what’s going on in your head. I’ll tell you exactly what I think and feel, just ask!
The Last Time
I sometimes wonder when a conversation ends if this will be the last time I speak to the other person. Do I really want the last thing they'll ever hear from me to be I'll talk to you later. There are certain people that I try never to say goodbye to because it feels so final. Whenever I visit or talk to my grandparents I always end the things with I love you. We have this traditions that whenever we drive away they stand at the porch and wave goodbye, the car is not allowed to move until I see the wave. We've done this for as far back as my memory goes. I remember my last words to my cousin before he died were I love you and I'll see you soon. It's been my only final goodbye.
Sometimes you start to question if this will be the last time. When things start to fall apart its hard to believe that you'll move past this and tomorrow will be a new day. Will there ever be another time. Even though they're not gone you're already missing them, thinking of what your world will be like without them there. You start breaking your heart before they even get a chance to. If only it wasn't so hard to say goodbye.
Sometimes you start to question if this will be the last time. When things start to fall apart its hard to believe that you'll move past this and tomorrow will be a new day. Will there ever be another time. Even though they're not gone you're already missing them, thinking of what your world will be like without them there. You start breaking your heart before they even get a chance to. If only it wasn't so hard to say goodbye.
Monday, December 25, 2006
It's a Wonderful Life
Every December 25 I expect something great to happen. Not necessarily magical or miraculous, just something special and surprising. I don't know why or when I started expecting it, but I do. I wake up, I'll lie there for a minute and just wait. Does anything feel new or different. It doesn't. I'll look under the tree to see if there is another gift for me. There isn't. There were a couple of interesting developments but nothing to write home about.
This year was a bust, I guess I'll just have to wait and see about the next one.
This year was a bust, I guess I'll just have to wait and see about the next one.
I Love It!
In an email titled "I'm Happy" I sent this to SJ and SJ.
I've got cake
lots and lots of cake
I am happy
very very happy
Cause
I've got cake
lots and lots of cake
This is the response I received
"Walking in a winter Wonderland"
MS has cake
are you listenin?
Do you know?
What she's eatin?
It's all in her head
It fills us with dread
Eating fugly cake with the government
In the summer they will collect taxes
But MS will still have her damn cake
And she'll eat it too while we are crying
And they will be laughing at the banks
Later on we'll help inspire
Patriots to destroy with fire
That beautiful flag, and buildings so grand
Insurrection all because of cake
I've got cake
lots and lots of cake
I am happy
very very happy
Cause
I've got cake
lots and lots of cake
This is the response I received
"Walking in a winter Wonderland"
MS has cake
are you listenin?
Do you know?
What she's eatin?
It's all in her head
It fills us with dread
Eating fugly cake with the government
In the summer they will collect taxes
But MS will still have her damn cake
And she'll eat it too while we are crying
And they will be laughing at the banks
Later on we'll help inspire
Patriots to destroy with fire
That beautiful flag, and buildings so grand
Insurrection all because of cake
Saturday, December 23, 2006
I should probably be in bed
It's been a long week.
Just wanted to say Happy Holidays!!
(I'll actually try to post something substantial tomorrow)
Just wanted to say Happy Holidays!!
(I'll actually try to post something substantial tomorrow)
Thursday, December 21, 2006
Crying Out
Don't judge me I'm just crying out
Could I ask you something
Why can't I have a good guy
Why can't he want to give me the finer things not just designer things
Nothing wrong with the wine and dine, I'm talking about quality time
If you was a doctor you could pull out your tool and listen to my heart
Hear what it's saying, no delaying, I'm praying, my heart is saying
Every time I'm with you I hear my body crying out
Say you hear it too, don't judge me I'm just crying out
I'm looking for a good guy, listen to my heart
I'm talking about the kind that truly understands
He knows how to treat a girl
Stays down with you to the point his friends think he's stupid
That's what my heart needs
Don't judge me cause I'm crying out
Listen to my heart
Could I ask you something
Why can't I have a good guy
Why can't he want to give me the finer things not just designer things
Nothing wrong with the wine and dine, I'm talking about quality time
If you was a doctor you could pull out your tool and listen to my heart
Hear what it's saying, no delaying, I'm praying, my heart is saying
Every time I'm with you I hear my body crying out
Say you hear it too, don't judge me I'm just crying out
I'm looking for a good guy, listen to my heart
I'm talking about the kind that truly understands
He knows how to treat a girl
Stays down with you to the point his friends think he's stupid
That's what my heart needs
Don't judge me cause I'm crying out
Listen to my heart
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Holiday Cookies
(Someone asked for the recipe for the cookies I made the other day)
Note: Tequila can be either White or Gold Cuervo....
Holiday Cookie Ingredients:
1 cup of water
1 tsp baking soda
1 cup of sugar
1 tsp salt
1 cup of brown sugar
Lemon juice
4 large eggs
1 cup nuts
2 cups of dried fruit
1 bottle Jose Cuervo Tequilla
Sample the Cuervo to check quality. Take a large bowl, check the Cuervo again, to be sure it is of the highest quality, pour one level cup and drink. Turn on the electric mixer... Beat one cup of butter in a large fluffy bowl. Add one teaspoon of sugar...Beat again. At this point it's best to make sure the Cuervo is still OK, try another cup ... just in case. Turn off the mixerer thingy. Break 2 leggs and add to the bowl and chuck in the cup of dried fruit. Pick the fruit off floor... Mix on the turner. If the fried druit gets stuck in the beaterers just pry it loose with a drewscriver. Sample the Cuervo to check for tonsisticity. Next, sift two cups of salt, or something. Who cares . Check the Jose Cuervo again. Now shift the lemon juice and strain the nuts. Add one table. Add a spoon of sugar, or somefink. Whatever you can find. Greash the oven. Turn the cake tin 360 degrees and try not to fall over. Don't forget to beat off the turner. Finally, throw the bowl through the window, finish the Cose Juervo and make sure to put the stove in the dishwasher.
Note: Tequila can be either White or Gold Cuervo....
Holiday Cookie Ingredients:
1 cup of water
1 tsp baking soda
1 cup of sugar
1 tsp salt
1 cup of brown sugar
Lemon juice
4 large eggs
1 cup nuts
2 cups of dried fruit
1 bottle Jose Cuervo Tequilla
Sample the Cuervo to check quality. Take a large bowl, check the Cuervo again, to be sure it is of the highest quality, pour one level cup and drink. Turn on the electric mixer... Beat one cup of butter in a large fluffy bowl. Add one teaspoon of sugar...Beat again. At this point it's best to make sure the Cuervo is still OK, try another cup ... just in case. Turn off the mixerer thingy. Break 2 leggs and add to the bowl and chuck in the cup of dried fruit. Pick the fruit off floor... Mix on the turner. If the fried druit gets stuck in the beaterers just pry it loose with a drewscriver. Sample the Cuervo to check for tonsisticity. Next, sift two cups of salt, or something. Who cares . Check the Jose Cuervo again. Now shift the lemon juice and strain the nuts. Add one table. Add a spoon of sugar, or somefink. Whatever you can find. Greash the oven. Turn the cake tin 360 degrees and try not to fall over. Don't forget to beat off the turner. Finally, throw the bowl through the window, finish the Cose Juervo and make sure to put the stove in the dishwasher.
Love is in the air...
Or not.
These are entries to a competition asking for a rhyme with the most romantic first line, but least romantic second line:
Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet,
and so are you.
But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead,
the sugar bowl's empty and so is your head.
Of loving beauty you float with grace
If only you could hide your face
thought that I could love no other
Until that is, I met your sister
Kind, intelligent, loving and hot
This describes everything you are not
I want to feel your sweet embrace
But don't take that paper bag off of your face
I love your smile, your face, and your eyes-
Damn, I'm good at telling lies!
Every time I see your face
I wish I were in outer space
My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife:
Marrying you screwed up my life
I see your face when I am dreaming
That's why I always wake up screaming
My love you take my breath away
What have you stepped in to smell this way
My feelings for you no words can tell
Except for maybe "go to hell"
What inspired this amorous rhyme?
Two parts vodka, one part lime
These are entries to a competition asking for a rhyme with the most romantic first line, but least romantic second line:
Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet,
and so are you.
But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead,
the sugar bowl's empty and so is your head.
Of loving beauty you float with grace
If only you could hide your face
thought that I could love no other
Until that is, I met your sister
Kind, intelligent, loving and hot
This describes everything you are not
I want to feel your sweet embrace
But don't take that paper bag off of your face
I love your smile, your face, and your eyes-
Damn, I'm good at telling lies!
Every time I see your face
I wish I were in outer space
My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife:
Marrying you screwed up my life
I see your face when I am dreaming
That's why I always wake up screaming
My love you take my breath away
What have you stepped in to smell this way
My feelings for you no words can tell
Except for maybe "go to hell"
What inspired this amorous rhyme?
Two parts vodka, one part lime
Monday, December 18, 2006
Pee My Pants
I am getting a little too excited about going to Cape Town. I've now surrounded myself with little reminders. My homepage is my blog with the countdown. My computer background is this
I'm looking forward to trying my first Posse
I've managed to not pee my pants yet, but I can't make any promises.
I'm looking forward to trying my first Posse
I've managed to not pee my pants yet, but I can't make any promises.
Torture, Torment and Suffering
What’s worse than having a eunuch give Playboy Bunnies a sponge-bath?
Having a diabetic bake cookies.
On Sunday a co-worker and I baked cookies for holidays to give as presents to our colleagues. I kept telling myself I could take one and leave it at that. Just take one I said, but I realized that if there are 4 different kinds of cookies and I only took one cookie the others might get jealous or worse yet, think I was prejudice. Not being one to cause discord in the cookie world I felt compelled to do the right thing and take one of each type (peanut butter, double chocolate chip, chocolate thumbprint and shortbread (or sugar-cookies (I am really not good with details))). I won’t do you the disservice of describing how amazing these cookies were (like saying they simply melted in my mouth (or that the word orgasmic comes to mind (or that I doubt I’ll ever forget my first taste of the chocolate thumbprints) instead I’ll say they were okay (I guess). I don’t think I’ll ever do the cookie baking thing again (from what I saw I know I’ll never do it in my own kitchen), but it was a great experience.
Having a diabetic bake cookies.
On Sunday a co-worker and I baked cookies for holidays to give as presents to our colleagues. I kept telling myself I could take one and leave it at that. Just take one I said, but I realized that if there are 4 different kinds of cookies and I only took one cookie the others might get jealous or worse yet, think I was prejudice. Not being one to cause discord in the cookie world I felt compelled to do the right thing and take one of each type (peanut butter, double chocolate chip, chocolate thumbprint and shortbread (or sugar-cookies (I am really not good with details))). I won’t do you the disservice of describing how amazing these cookies were (like saying they simply melted in my mouth (or that the word orgasmic comes to mind (or that I doubt I’ll ever forget my first taste of the chocolate thumbprints) instead I’ll say they were okay (I guess). I don’t think I’ll ever do the cookie baking thing again (from what I saw I know I’ll never do it in my own kitchen), but it was a great experience.
Friday, December 15, 2006
MS You Got Some Splainin To Do
(An interview with me about me)
Justin Timberlake?
Well, it turns out the concert is on a school night and I'll already be missing 2 weeks of class while I'm in Cape Town and I feel I should be there (in class). I'm just not into JT right now, I'm over it.
My Good Mood?
I feeling more like me than I have in a while and why not be in a good mood? Life is good!!
What was with the previous downer mood?
I was a little out of sorts and sad songs (there'll be sad songs to make you cry (Billy Ocean fan (Blame my dad))) but it's cleared itself up (I think wearing the elf hat helped).
My Sexy/Great Looks?
Born with it (What can I say?)
Philosophy on Life?
Life is what it is. I live it to the best of my ability and that's all I can do. I don't worry about things outside my control because it's a pointless endeavour. People are people, live and let live.
What's the secret to the sparkling white teeth?
Trident White.
Top 5 Movies?
High Fidelity
10th Kingdom
Labyrinth
Say Anything
Love Actually
You've seen painful relationships, watched brain-dead romantic movies, and heard silly love songs. Yet People all around still want to believe in love. Are they nuts?
Yes, obviously the rest of the world is crazy!!
James Dean, Elvis Presley or Marlon Brando?
Marlon Brando (circa 1951)
Rich and sad or poor and happy?
Poor and happy, money has yet to buy me happiness, stick me on a beach, with a good book and I'm happy.
Do you really believe there is someone for everyone?
NO!
What sound will always bring a smile to your face when you hear it?
The laughter of someone else.
What is your favourite love story of all time??
Don't know it yet.
If money was no object, what hobby would you like to try?
Flying, there's something about the freedom involved.
Do these pants make my butt look big?
It's not the pants, it's the butt.
Justin Timberlake?
Well, it turns out the concert is on a school night and I'll already be missing 2 weeks of class while I'm in Cape Town and I feel I should be there (in class). I'm just not into JT right now, I'm over it.
My Good Mood?
I feeling more like me than I have in a while and why not be in a good mood? Life is good!!
What was with the previous downer mood?
I was a little out of sorts and sad songs (there'll be sad songs to make you cry (Billy Ocean fan (Blame my dad))) but it's cleared itself up (I think wearing the elf hat helped).
My Sexy/Great Looks?
Born with it (What can I say?)
Philosophy on Life?
Life is what it is. I live it to the best of my ability and that's all I can do. I don't worry about things outside my control because it's a pointless endeavour. People are people, live and let live.
What's the secret to the sparkling white teeth?
Trident White.
Top 5 Movies?
High Fidelity
10th Kingdom
Labyrinth
Say Anything
Love Actually
You've seen painful relationships, watched brain-dead romantic movies, and heard silly love songs. Yet People all around still want to believe in love. Are they nuts?
Yes, obviously the rest of the world is crazy!!
James Dean, Elvis Presley or Marlon Brando?
Marlon Brando (circa 1951)
Rich and sad or poor and happy?
Poor and happy, money has yet to buy me happiness, stick me on a beach, with a good book and I'm happy.
Do you really believe there is someone for everyone?
NO!
What sound will always bring a smile to your face when you hear it?
The laughter of someone else.
What is your favourite love story of all time??
Don't know it yet.
If money was no object, what hobby would you like to try?
Flying, there's something about the freedom involved.
Do these pants make my butt look big?
It's not the pants, it's the butt.
Things That Make You Go Hmm
Just a compilation of things that have made me go "Hmm":
What was the best thing before sliced bread?
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Lunch Buddy told me yesterday that she used to think my teeth were fake (veneers) because of how white and close together they are. (Their mine, not veneers)
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Someone *cough* Lunch Buddy *cough* walked in my cubicle on Wednesday and said my hair looked white (She meant like a white person's type of hair). (I don't even know what to say to that one)
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It was pointed out that my mom doesn't get much of a mention on the blog. Here's a short story to give an example of what my mom is like. When I was in grade 5, half way through the school year it was decided that it wasn't in the budget to keep my teacher and that my class would be split in two. Half of us would be put in a 5/6 split and the other half would join the other grade 5 class. I was really upset because I loved my grade 5 teacher, Ms. McIntosh. I wanted to do something special for her, but didn't have a clue where to start. There was very little notice given about her departure, so whatever I was going to do, I'd have to do it fast. My mom came up with the ideal of making a t-shirt. My mom went and bought the t-shirt and the t-shirt paint and design and put it together. It said #1 Teacher and had a big apple on the front and then my mom wrote the names of me and all my classmates on the back. She was up all night and still had to go to work the next morning (she also baked snacks and a cake for the good-bye party). This is just one example of many of the type of mom I have.
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Why do banks charge you a "non-sufficient funds" fee on money they already know you don't have?
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My dad always claims that my mom likes to make excuses about everything. So the other day when we drove past a dirty car my dad bet that my mom was going to say it wasn't the drivers fault, Santa's sleigh must have passed over it and Rudolph shit on the car and when the next car drove by he claimed she would state it was clean because Rudolph had pee'd on this one.
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If Barbie is so popular, why do you have to buy her friends?
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Why is it so easy to tell your friends "He's just not that into you" and so hard to tell yourself?
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Why do people in Metropolis get excited if they really thought they saw a bird or plane?
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Of all the senses, Smell is the most associated to memory
What was the best thing before sliced bread?
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Lunch Buddy told me yesterday that she used to think my teeth were fake (veneers) because of how white and close together they are. (Their mine, not veneers)
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Someone *cough* Lunch Buddy *cough* walked in my cubicle on Wednesday and said my hair looked white (She meant like a white person's type of hair). (I don't even know what to say to that one)
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It was pointed out that my mom doesn't get much of a mention on the blog. Here's a short story to give an example of what my mom is like. When I was in grade 5, half way through the school year it was decided that it wasn't in the budget to keep my teacher and that my class would be split in two. Half of us would be put in a 5/6 split and the other half would join the other grade 5 class. I was really upset because I loved my grade 5 teacher, Ms. McIntosh. I wanted to do something special for her, but didn't have a clue where to start. There was very little notice given about her departure, so whatever I was going to do, I'd have to do it fast. My mom came up with the ideal of making a t-shirt. My mom went and bought the t-shirt and the t-shirt paint and design and put it together. It said #1 Teacher and had a big apple on the front and then my mom wrote the names of me and all my classmates on the back. She was up all night and still had to go to work the next morning (she also baked snacks and a cake for the good-bye party). This is just one example of many of the type of mom I have.
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Why do banks charge you a "non-sufficient funds" fee on money they already know you don't have?
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My dad always claims that my mom likes to make excuses about everything. So the other day when we drove past a dirty car my dad bet that my mom was going to say it wasn't the drivers fault, Santa's sleigh must have passed over it and Rudolph shit on the car and when the next car drove by he claimed she would state it was clean because Rudolph had pee'd on this one.
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If Barbie is so popular, why do you have to buy her friends?
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Why is it so easy to tell your friends "He's just not that into you" and so hard to tell yourself?
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Why do people in Metropolis get excited if they really thought they saw a bird or plane?
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Of all the senses, Smell is the most associated to memory
Thursday, December 14, 2006
Happiness...
We convince ourselves that life will be better once we are married, have a baby, then another.
Then we get frustrated because our children are not old enough, and that all will be well when they are older.
Then we are frustrated because they reach adolescence and we must deal with them. Surely we’ll be happier when they grow out of the teen years.
We tell ourselves our life will be better when our spouse gets his/her act together, when we have a nicer car, when we can take a vacation, when we finally retire.
The truth is that there is no better time to be happy than right now.
If not, then when?
Your life will always be full of challenges. It is better to admit as much and to decide to be happy in spite of it all.
For the longest time, it seemed that life was about to start. Real life.
But there was always some obstacle along the way, an ordeal to get through, some work to be finished, some time to be given, a bill to be paid. Then life would start.
I finally came to understand that those obstacles were life.
That point of view helped me see that there isn’t any road to happiness.
Happiness IS the road.
So, enjoy every moment.
Stop waiting for school to end, for a return to school, to lose ten pounds, to gain ten pounds, for work to begin, to get married, for Friday evening, for Sunday morning, waiting for a new car, for your mortgage to be paid off, for spring, for summer, for fall, for winter, for the first or the fifteenth of the month, for your song to be played on the radio, to die, to be reborn… before deciding to be happy.
Happiness is a voyage, not a destination.
There is no better time to be happy than…
NOW!
Live and enjoy the moment.
Now, think and try to answer these questions:
1 – Name the 5 richest people in the world.
2 – Name the last 5 Miss Universe winners.
3 – Name the last 10 Nobel Prize winners.
4 – Name the last 10 winners of the Best Actor Oscar.
Can’t do it? Rather difficult, isn’t it?
Don’t worry, nobody remembers that.
Applause dies away!
Trophies gather dust!
Winners are soon forgotten.
Now answer these questions:
1 – Name 3 teachers who contributed to your education.
2 – Name 3 friends who helped you in your hour of need.
3 – Think of a few people who made you feel special.
4 – Name 5 people that you like to spend time with.
More manageable? It’s easier, isn’t it?
The people who mean something to your life are not rated “the best”, don’t have the most money, haven’t won the greatest prizes…
They are the ones who care about you, take care of you, those who, no matter what, stay close by.
Think about it for a moment.
Life is very short!
And you, in which list are you? Don’t know?
Let me give you a hand.
You are not among the most “famous”, but among those to whom I remember to send this message…
Some time ago, at the Seattle Olympics, nine athletes, all mentally or physically challenged, were standing on the start line for the 100 m race.
The gun fired and the race began. Not everyone was running but everyone wanted to participate and win.
They ran in threes, a boy tripped and fell, did a few somersaults and started crying.
The other eight heard him crying.
They slowed down and looked behind them.
They stopped and came back… All of them…
A girl with Down’s Syndrome sat down next to him, hugged him and asked, “Feeling better now?”
Then, all nine walked shoulder to shoulder to the finish line.
The whole crowd stood up and applauded. And the applause lasted a very long time…
People who witnessed this still talk about it.
Why?
Because deep down inside us, we all know that the most important thing in life is much more than winning for ourselves.
The most important thing in this life is to help others to win. Even if that means slowing down and changing our own race.
A candle loses nothing if it is used to light another one.
Unknown
Then we get frustrated because our children are not old enough, and that all will be well when they are older.
Then we are frustrated because they reach adolescence and we must deal with them. Surely we’ll be happier when they grow out of the teen years.
We tell ourselves our life will be better when our spouse gets his/her act together, when we have a nicer car, when we can take a vacation, when we finally retire.
The truth is that there is no better time to be happy than right now.
If not, then when?
Your life will always be full of challenges. It is better to admit as much and to decide to be happy in spite of it all.
For the longest time, it seemed that life was about to start. Real life.
But there was always some obstacle along the way, an ordeal to get through, some work to be finished, some time to be given, a bill to be paid. Then life would start.
I finally came to understand that those obstacles were life.
That point of view helped me see that there isn’t any road to happiness.
Happiness IS the road.
So, enjoy every moment.
Stop waiting for school to end, for a return to school, to lose ten pounds, to gain ten pounds, for work to begin, to get married, for Friday evening, for Sunday morning, waiting for a new car, for your mortgage to be paid off, for spring, for summer, for fall, for winter, for the first or the fifteenth of the month, for your song to be played on the radio, to die, to be reborn… before deciding to be happy.
Happiness is a voyage, not a destination.
There is no better time to be happy than…
NOW!
Live and enjoy the moment.
Now, think and try to answer these questions:
1 – Name the 5 richest people in the world.
2 – Name the last 5 Miss Universe winners.
3 – Name the last 10 Nobel Prize winners.
4 – Name the last 10 winners of the Best Actor Oscar.
Can’t do it? Rather difficult, isn’t it?
Don’t worry, nobody remembers that.
Applause dies away!
Trophies gather dust!
Winners are soon forgotten.
Now answer these questions:
1 – Name 3 teachers who contributed to your education.
2 – Name 3 friends who helped you in your hour of need.
3 – Think of a few people who made you feel special.
4 – Name 5 people that you like to spend time with.
More manageable? It’s easier, isn’t it?
The people who mean something to your life are not rated “the best”, don’t have the most money, haven’t won the greatest prizes…
They are the ones who care about you, take care of you, those who, no matter what, stay close by.
Think about it for a moment.
Life is very short!
And you, in which list are you? Don’t know?
Let me give you a hand.
You are not among the most “famous”, but among those to whom I remember to send this message…
Some time ago, at the Seattle Olympics, nine athletes, all mentally or physically challenged, were standing on the start line for the 100 m race.
The gun fired and the race began. Not everyone was running but everyone wanted to participate and win.
They ran in threes, a boy tripped and fell, did a few somersaults and started crying.
The other eight heard him crying.
They slowed down and looked behind them.
They stopped and came back… All of them…
A girl with Down’s Syndrome sat down next to him, hugged him and asked, “Feeling better now?”
Then, all nine walked shoulder to shoulder to the finish line.
The whole crowd stood up and applauded. And the applause lasted a very long time…
People who witnessed this still talk about it.
Why?
Because deep down inside us, we all know that the most important thing in life is much more than winning for ourselves.
The most important thing in this life is to help others to win. Even if that means slowing down and changing our own race.
A candle loses nothing if it is used to light another one.
Unknown
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Back in Time
I’ve been too serious lately and it’s time to go back to the playground.
It’s so easy to take life for granted. What a gift, a privilege, a joy it is to be alive today. The only reasonable response to the gift of life is gratitude. No point in letting the bad bog you down and lessen the good. I was reading an article that suggested you think of all of the people who have meant a great deal to you in your life. Write them letters; it can be just a simple thank you or much more than that. Whatever is in your heart at the time, write it down. I think I’m going to write some open letters on my blog (my way of sending it out into the universe). Later today when I actually have some time I’ll work on them.
It’s so easy to take life for granted. What a gift, a privilege, a joy it is to be alive today. The only reasonable response to the gift of life is gratitude. No point in letting the bad bog you down and lessen the good. I was reading an article that suggested you think of all of the people who have meant a great deal to you in your life. Write them letters; it can be just a simple thank you or much more than that. Whatever is in your heart at the time, write it down. I think I’m going to write some open letters on my blog (my way of sending it out into the universe). Later today when I actually have some time I’ll work on them.
Doblerism #2
Diane Court: Nobody thinks it will work, do they?
Lloyd Dobler: No. You just described every great success story.
A great success story is one that overcomes obstacles and odds. The people involved must show determination, persistence and faith. Someone has to set their mind on it and goes after it wholeheartedly. If people thought it would work there becomes the chance that things will be taken for granted. That a concerted effort is forgotten, because it will eventually happen and therefore why try so hard? If it was easy it wouldn't be great. There would be nothing to separate it from any other story. There is something special about being involved in a great success story – a sense of pride and significant value. I can only hope that everyone at least once in their life gets to be a part of a great success story.
Lloyd Dobler: No. You just described every great success story.
A great success story is one that overcomes obstacles and odds. The people involved must show determination, persistence and faith. Someone has to set their mind on it and goes after it wholeheartedly. If people thought it would work there becomes the chance that things will be taken for granted. That a concerted effort is forgotten, because it will eventually happen and therefore why try so hard? If it was easy it wouldn't be great. There would be nothing to separate it from any other story. There is something special about being involved in a great success story – a sense of pride and significant value. I can only hope that everyone at least once in their life gets to be a part of a great success story.
The Procrastinator's Creed
The Procrastinator's Creed:
1. I believe that if anything is worth doing, it would have been done already.
2. I shall never move quickly, except to avoid more work or find excuses.
3. I will never rush into a job without a lifetime of consideration.
4. I shall meet all of my deadlines directly in proportion to the amount of bodily injury I could expect to receive from missing them.
5. I firmly believe that tomorrow holds the possibility for new technologies, astounding discoveries, and a reprieve from my obligations.
6. I truly believe that all deadlines are unreasonable regardless of the amount of time given.
7. I shall never forget that the probability of a miracle, though infinitesmally small, is not exactly zero.
8. If at first I don't succeed, there is always next year.
9. I shall always decide not to decide, unless of course I decide to change my mind.
10. I shall always begin, start, initiate, take the first step, and/or write the first word, when I get around to it.
11. I obey the law of inverse excuses which demands that the greater the task to be done, the more insignificant the work that must be done prior to beginning the greater task.
12. I know that the work cycle is not plan/start/finish, but is wait/plan/plan.
13. I will never put off until tomorrow, what I can forget about forever.
14. I will become a member of the ancient Order of Two-Headed Turtles (the Procrastinator's Society) if they ever get it organized.
Unknown
I was going to comment on this creed but I just don't have the time(maybe tomorrow?).
1. I believe that if anything is worth doing, it would have been done already.
2. I shall never move quickly, except to avoid more work or find excuses.
3. I will never rush into a job without a lifetime of consideration.
4. I shall meet all of my deadlines directly in proportion to the amount of bodily injury I could expect to receive from missing them.
5. I firmly believe that tomorrow holds the possibility for new technologies, astounding discoveries, and a reprieve from my obligations.
6. I truly believe that all deadlines are unreasonable regardless of the amount of time given.
7. I shall never forget that the probability of a miracle, though infinitesmally small, is not exactly zero.
8. If at first I don't succeed, there is always next year.
9. I shall always decide not to decide, unless of course I decide to change my mind.
10. I shall always begin, start, initiate, take the first step, and/or write the first word, when I get around to it.
11. I obey the law of inverse excuses which demands that the greater the task to be done, the more insignificant the work that must be done prior to beginning the greater task.
12. I know that the work cycle is not plan/start/finish, but is wait/plan/plan.
13. I will never put off until tomorrow, what I can forget about forever.
14. I will become a member of the ancient Order of Two-Headed Turtles (the Procrastinator's Society) if they ever get it organized.
Unknown
I was going to comment on this creed but I just don't have the time(maybe tomorrow?).
Practicing what I Preach
A comment from Anonymous made me revisit a post I'd written last week. I don't seem to be living up to just deciding to be in a good mood and following through on that. From now on I'm going to continuously strive to be in that good mood. I'll keep my commitments, attend the parties I've agreed to (especially the ones I've planned), and get out of the funk I've been in (this should mean some more entertaining posts). I also think it's about time for my holiday outfits to start making an appearance. Cape Town is just around the corner, two weeks in the sun and sea. Life is good.
It's going to be a wonderful day!!
It's going to be a wonderful day!!
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
I Love Little Kids
The other day I was getting my hair done at the salon. My dad walked in and started joking with some of the little kids that were there waiting with for their mothers. My dad mouthed something to me and than ask one of the little girls to walk over and hand me a bottle of water he had bought for me. He pointed in my direction but she seemed uncertain as to who he was talking about. He than loudly stated "The Ugly One" the little girl walked into my section and went to give the water to almost every other lady in the store and went back to my dad for futher instuctions. He finally gave in and brought it over himself.
I love little kids!!
I love little kids!!
Monday, December 11, 2006
Sunday, December 10, 2006
Landslide
"Landslide" by Stevie Nicks has always struck a chord with me.
I took my love and I took it down
I climbed a mountain and I turned around
And I saw my reflection in the snow-covered hills
Well the landslide brought me down
Oh mirror in the sky
What is love
Can the child within my heart rise above
Can I sail thru the changing ocean tides
Can I handle the seasons of my life
Uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
Well I've been afraid of changing cause I built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Children get older
And I'm getting older too
There been a lot of changes for me (I've definitely grown older (maybe bolder?). I've been working on a post I'm calling "A Year In Review" (about everything that's happen this year) and although it feels like only yesterday I was celebrating New Year's 2006, it's been an eventful year.
I took my love and I took it down
I climbed a mountain and I turned around
And I saw my reflection in the snow-covered hills
Well the landslide brought me down
Oh mirror in the sky
What is love
Can the child within my heart rise above
Can I sail thru the changing ocean tides
Can I handle the seasons of my life
Uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
Well I've been afraid of changing cause I built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Children get older
And I'm getting older too
There been a lot of changes for me (I've definitely grown older (maybe bolder?). I've been working on a post I'm calling "A Year In Review" (about everything that's happen this year) and although it feels like only yesterday I was celebrating New Year's 2006, it's been an eventful year.
Give me back my heart you don't deserve it
A good friend of mine broke up with his girlfriend and claimed to have told her this was the "End of The Road" and that the "Waters Run Dry"(we both think in terms of song titles). I hate to say it, but the situation seems to me like a more of a "You've Got Your Hooks In Me"(O'Jays) which will eventually turn into "6 months, 8 days, 12 hours" (Brian McNight).
Personally, I'm more of an "If" or "Irreplaceable" woman (surprisingly, Destiny's Child and Beyonce). I have difficulty in believing anyone is irreplaceable and if people were to suddenly leave I'd miss them, but life will go on (this has proven to be true). About a week or so ago someone remarked on the person they were sure I'd end up with (get married to). It gave me pause and it was upsetting for me to sit and think about how the person suggested has slowly been working their way out of my life (another story). The point is that one of the very few people I thought was irreplaceable has proven to me that no one is in fact irreplaceable.
Personally, I'm more of an "If" or "Irreplaceable" woman (surprisingly, Destiny's Child and Beyonce). I have difficulty in believing anyone is irreplaceable and if people were to suddenly leave I'd miss them, but life will go on (this has proven to be true). About a week or so ago someone remarked on the person they were sure I'd end up with (get married to). It gave me pause and it was upsetting for me to sit and think about how the person suggested has slowly been working their way out of my life (another story). The point is that one of the very few people I thought was irreplaceable has proven to me that no one is in fact irreplaceable.
Try a Little Tenderness
Otis Redding will always have a special place in my heart. Words like soulful and legendary come to my mind when I think of him. In my younger days if you'd asked me what my favourite song was the answer would have likely been an Otis Redding classic. There are so many to choose from:
These Arms of Mine
Pain My Heart
Come to Me
Chained and Bound
I've Been Loving You Too Long
That's How Strong My Love Is
Try a Little Tenderness
and the one I heard (and lip synced) every Saturday growing up:
I've Got Dreams to Remember
December 10, 2006 marks the 39th anniversary of his death, the world was robbed of an extraordinarily talented artist and I for one will always hold him dear.
These Arms of Mine
Pain My Heart
Come to Me
Chained and Bound
I've Been Loving You Too Long
That's How Strong My Love Is
Try a Little Tenderness
and the one I heard (and lip synced) every Saturday growing up:
I've Got Dreams to Remember
December 10, 2006 marks the 39th anniversary of his death, the world was robbed of an extraordinarily talented artist and I for one will always hold him dear.
Change of Perspective
After a night's rest and tea with a good friend (Thanks) I've decided to go through and finish some stuff that's been sitting there waiting for me in draft.
Saturday, December 09, 2006
Out of sorts
That's probably the best way to describe how I've been feeling lately. So if you notice (some have already noticed) a decrease in the amount of posts that's the reason. I'm just feeling a little drained right now and need some time to re-energize. I'm hoping to be back up and posting by Wednesday.
Love Songs
(A lot of posts that include song titles and lyrics I normally don't post. It can be a challenge trying to express an emotion using someone else's words)
I used to unjustly expect the man in my life to say things that would normally be found in a Jagged Edge or some other R&B song. If he had come to me with lyrics from "Gotta Be" or "Good luck Charm" I'd have probably melted. The sentiment expressed there is so beautiful, I can't imagine anyone being told that those particulars songs were written for them failing to fall in love.
Gotta Be
Is it real
What I feel
Could it be you and me
Until the end of time
Miles apart, take my heart,
Hold it tight, it's true love
I gotta be the one you touch
I gotta be the one you love
I gotta be the one you feel
And I gotta be the one
To fill your life with sunshine
I gotta be the one you love
Cause I will always love you so
I gotta be the one you need
I'm just telling you that I've got to be
Good Luck Charm
Everytime that something good happens in my life
You're always there for me looking good by my side...
So much good has come my way since you came in my life
I'd never push you away or brush you off to the side.
See girl I see my luck has changed for the better
See I've got so much love for you in these arms
Don't you know that you're my good luck charm
Loving you forever girl and never do I want to go without my good luck charm
Without you in my life my future aint' the same
and than there's always Mario's "Let Me Love You"
If I was your man, Baby, you'd never worry about what I do
I'd be coming home back to you every night, doing you right
You're the type of woman that deserves good things
A fistful of diamonds, a handful of rings
Baby you're a star I just want to show you, you are
You should let me love you
Let me be the one to give you
Everything you want and need
Baby good love and protection
Make me your selection
Show you the way love suppose to be
Baby you should let me love you
Your true beauty's description
Looks so good that it hurts
You're a dime plus ninety nine and it's a shame
Don't even know what you're worth
Everywhere you go they stop and stare
Cause you're bad and it shows
From head to your toes out of control
Now that I've given all this away, it really doesn't count anymore.
I used to unjustly expect the man in my life to say things that would normally be found in a Jagged Edge or some other R&B song. If he had come to me with lyrics from "Gotta Be" or "Good luck Charm" I'd have probably melted. The sentiment expressed there is so beautiful, I can't imagine anyone being told that those particulars songs were written for them failing to fall in love.
Gotta Be
Is it real
What I feel
Could it be you and me
Until the end of time
Miles apart, take my heart,
Hold it tight, it's true love
I gotta be the one you touch
I gotta be the one you love
I gotta be the one you feel
And I gotta be the one
To fill your life with sunshine
I gotta be the one you love
Cause I will always love you so
I gotta be the one you need
I'm just telling you that I've got to be
Good Luck Charm
Everytime that something good happens in my life
You're always there for me looking good by my side...
So much good has come my way since you came in my life
I'd never push you away or brush you off to the side.
See girl I see my luck has changed for the better
See I've got so much love for you in these arms
Don't you know that you're my good luck charm
Loving you forever girl and never do I want to go without my good luck charm
Without you in my life my future aint' the same
and than there's always Mario's "Let Me Love You"
If I was your man, Baby, you'd never worry about what I do
I'd be coming home back to you every night, doing you right
You're the type of woman that deserves good things
A fistful of diamonds, a handful of rings
Baby you're a star I just want to show you, you are
You should let me love you
Let me be the one to give you
Everything you want and need
Baby good love and protection
Make me your selection
Show you the way love suppose to be
Baby you should let me love you
Your true beauty's description
Looks so good that it hurts
You're a dime plus ninety nine and it's a shame
Don't even know what you're worth
Everywhere you go they stop and stare
Cause you're bad and it shows
From head to your toes out of control
Now that I've given all this away, it really doesn't count anymore.
Friday, December 08, 2006
I'm not surprised
(I saw this on Karen's blog and had to give it a try)
What Mythological Creature are I?
I scored as a Mermaid.
Mermaid: Mermaids are also known as Sirens. These creatures were beautiful women who tricked sailors into becoming completely entranced by their haunting voices and found death soon after. Not all stories of Mermaids are about gentle loving sea people. They are mystical, magical, and extremely dangerous. They have a way about them that brings anyone they are around to seem enchanted. They are very mysterious creatures and to meet one... Would mean certain Death. Let the song of the Sea fill your soul, for you are a Mermaid.
(not the same pic as the one from the quiz (I didn't like it))
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What Mythological Creature are I?
I scored as a Mermaid.
Mermaid: Mermaids are also known as Sirens. These creatures were beautiful women who tricked sailors into becoming completely entranced by their haunting voices and found death soon after. Not all stories of Mermaids are about gentle loving sea people. They are mystical, magical, and extremely dangerous. They have a way about them that brings anyone they are around to seem enchanted. They are very mysterious creatures and to meet one... Would mean certain Death. Let the song of the Sea fill your soul, for you are a Mermaid.
(not the same pic as the one from the quiz (I didn't like it))
Mermaid | 100% | ||
Demon | 75% | ||
Dragon | 75% | ||
Faerie | 58% | ||
Angel | 58% | ||
WereWolf | 50% |
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So Many Things To Say
What can I say
We haven't spoken in a while
I been trying to get you out of my mind
Others have come and gone
And more time goes by each day
There was always something there
To remind me of you
It grows easier all the time
for me to get over you
I thought it would be forever
I had so many things to say
I used to be so lost and confused
Now I rarely speak your name
I hope to never hear from you again
I bet you thought that I'd never let you go
It wasn't hard, cause you were never there
I destroyed all your pictures and every trace of you
I hope you're happy with what's her name
Cause there's no room in my heart for you again
So many things I wish I had the answer to
Like what made me fall in love with you
It really doesn't matter now
Cause I'm totally over you
We haven't spoken in a while
I been trying to get you out of my mind
Others have come and gone
And more time goes by each day
There was always something there
To remind me of you
It grows easier all the time
for me to get over you
I thought it would be forever
I had so many things to say
I used to be so lost and confused
Now I rarely speak your name
I hope to never hear from you again
I bet you thought that I'd never let you go
It wasn't hard, cause you were never there
I destroyed all your pictures and every trace of you
I hope you're happy with what's her name
Cause there's no room in my heart for you again
So many things I wish I had the answer to
Like what made me fall in love with you
It really doesn't matter now
Cause I'm totally over you
Thursday, December 07, 2006
Woo Hoo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(If you haven't yet believed me about being a dork, you're about to.)
I get really excited whenever I have to take a test or exam. About an hour before it's scheduled my mind goes into this zone and my heart races, I feel alive. I know I'll do amazing (because I always do). I have to remind myself to breathe and try not to correct the person behind me that has just mistaken the birth narrative in Matthew for the one in Luke. I try not to bet myself how quickly I'll be done. I realize that every answer is as good as money in the bank, the more successful I am the greater the scholarship amount will be. I begin twirling my pencil and tapping my foot, the millions of facts I've memorized has given me all the confidence I need. The friend beside turns to say good luck (as per usual my mental responses is I don't need it!). My fingers start to itch, I can't wait to see if this will be one that will challenge and engage me (I always feel let down with a easy, mindless exam, I almost feel it doesn't deserve to have one of my intelligent, insightful, humourous responses). When I finish I know I'll look up and give the professor my "that was a piece of cake" grin (even if it wasn't). I wait for my friend to finish and try not to twiddle my thumbs or look too smug. Suddenly, I feel saddened that the experience is over and I'm almost reluctant to leave. I blink the feelings gone and I'm on my merry way.
Cocky?
Sure.
Why?
Because I can be!!
(I just opened a fortune cookie – To guarantee success, act as if it were impossible to fail.)
I get really excited whenever I have to take a test or exam. About an hour before it's scheduled my mind goes into this zone and my heart races, I feel alive. I know I'll do amazing (because I always do). I have to remind myself to breathe and try not to correct the person behind me that has just mistaken the birth narrative in Matthew for the one in Luke. I try not to bet myself how quickly I'll be done. I realize that every answer is as good as money in the bank, the more successful I am the greater the scholarship amount will be. I begin twirling my pencil and tapping my foot, the millions of facts I've memorized has given me all the confidence I need. The friend beside turns to say good luck (as per usual my mental responses is I don't need it!). My fingers start to itch, I can't wait to see if this will be one that will challenge and engage me (I always feel let down with a easy, mindless exam, I almost feel it doesn't deserve to have one of my intelligent, insightful, humourous responses). When I finish I know I'll look up and give the professor my "that was a piece of cake" grin (even if it wasn't). I wait for my friend to finish and try not to twiddle my thumbs or look too smug. Suddenly, I feel saddened that the experience is over and I'm almost reluctant to leave. I blink the feelings gone and I'm on my merry way.
Cocky?
Sure.
Why?
Because I can be!!
(I just opened a fortune cookie – To guarantee success, act as if it were impossible to fail.)
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
Little Gestures
I love little gestures. Don't get me wrong grand gestures are great, but it's the little gestures that make life sweet. Getting an email from a friend saying they miss you (even though you spoke to them yesterday) makes you smile regardless of how your day is going. Or when you reach the end of the conversation and the person at the other end of the line tells you to call them wherever, whenever, whatever and you know they mean it. An email sent just to say hello, a cup of tea made exactly the way you take it (2 sweetener, 2 milk), a visit to your cubicle just to make fun of your crush being gay (Mario Lopez is not gay and I don't have a crush on him). People do things everyday to show that they care. Although I don't always recognize them I know I'd miss them if they ever stopped.
Sorry (I know I keep asking)
I always feel the need to ask people if I'm bugging or bothering them too much or if they have something else to do. It's not because I think I'm unimportant, but I sense that some people are too polite to tell you to back off for a while or now just isn't a good time. I generally don't take offence and I'm pretty easy going and rarely do I have anything of great importance to impart so it's no big deal. Just thought I'd share.
Doblerism #1
I was talking to someone this afternoon and they made me think of what I like to refer to as a Doblerism:
Lloyd Dobler: Why can't you be in a good mood? How hard is it to decide to be in a good mood and be in a good mood once in a while?"
Because really it's not that difficult to make the decision and stick to it. People seem to have no problem deciding to be in a miserable mood and sharing their awful attitude with everyone else. Why is the reverse so complicated? I strive to always be in a good (I'm not always successful, but at least I try). In the morning when I get up I know I have two options, I can decide that this is going to be a great day and regardless of what happens I stand fast to that or I can decide to let the little things get to me and be pissed off and miserable all day. Being miserable doesn't make me happy and it definitely doesn't thrill the people who have to deal with me, so why should I be that way? I know a lot of people have stress and challenges they face on a daily basis, and the ones I have respect for are those that make the decision that they've been given this day to do something good and for them to sit there and wallow in self-pity would simply be a waste. If only everyone would make the decision to be in a good mood and be in a good mood.
Lloyd Dobler: Why can't you be in a good mood? How hard is it to decide to be in a good mood and be in a good mood once in a while?"
Because really it's not that difficult to make the decision and stick to it. People seem to have no problem deciding to be in a miserable mood and sharing their awful attitude with everyone else. Why is the reverse so complicated? I strive to always be in a good (I'm not always successful, but at least I try). In the morning when I get up I know I have two options, I can decide that this is going to be a great day and regardless of what happens I stand fast to that or I can decide to let the little things get to me and be pissed off and miserable all day. Being miserable doesn't make me happy and it definitely doesn't thrill the people who have to deal with me, so why should I be that way? I know a lot of people have stress and challenges they face on a daily basis, and the ones I have respect for are those that make the decision that they've been given this day to do something good and for them to sit there and wallow in self-pity would simply be a waste. If only everyone would make the decision to be in a good mood and be in a good mood.
Definitions
I like definitions. I like to be able to say that this means this and that means that. The lack of definition ordinarily leaves me in confusion, but sometimes it's nice to not have a category to place something in. To have it be different and new and unusual. I'm beginning to enjoy life without definitions and titles and niches. This freedom from definitions seems to go along with me getting used to doing the unexpected and simply seeing where it leads. Life gets more interesting with each passing day.
What's up?
If you know me, you’ll know that "What's up?" is my quintessential question. So the question for me today is "What's up?"
Everything seems to be going on lately. I'm living, loving, learning, growing, experiencing and just being the best me I can be. I've been making realizations about myself that have been surprising to say the least. About things that are important to me, things that I hold true. I've been totally putting myself out there and been as honest as humanly possible and though it's incredibly scary and has the possibility of causing immense pain, I wouldn't be me if I didn't take the chance. As familiar as I like to believe I am with not hiding behind things, it's draining to just put everything on the table and hope for the best. I'm not afraid of admitting a weakness because that means I know it's there and can work on improving it. If I lie to myself nobody benefits.
Other than that it's way too cold outside, there's a pitiful amount of snow. Cape Town seems to be approaching at the speed of light. I still have tons of shopping to do before the trip. Thursday is my last class for the semester. I don't think I'm going to see Justin after all (I just don't feel like it right now (Sorry (I might change my mind later))). Old friends are making their presence known (Unfortunately, they're not fitting well into my schedule). I wouldn't mind disappearing for a couple of weeks and resurfacing just in time to catch the plane to Cape Town. Life goes on in exactly the manner it should.
Everything seems to be going on lately. I'm living, loving, learning, growing, experiencing and just being the best me I can be. I've been making realizations about myself that have been surprising to say the least. About things that are important to me, things that I hold true. I've been totally putting myself out there and been as honest as humanly possible and though it's incredibly scary and has the possibility of causing immense pain, I wouldn't be me if I didn't take the chance. As familiar as I like to believe I am with not hiding behind things, it's draining to just put everything on the table and hope for the best. I'm not afraid of admitting a weakness because that means I know it's there and can work on improving it. If I lie to myself nobody benefits.
Other than that it's way too cold outside, there's a pitiful amount of snow. Cape Town seems to be approaching at the speed of light. I still have tons of shopping to do before the trip. Thursday is my last class for the semester. I don't think I'm going to see Justin after all (I just don't feel like it right now (Sorry (I might change my mind later))). Old friends are making their presence known (Unfortunately, they're not fitting well into my schedule). I wouldn't mind disappearing for a couple of weeks and resurfacing just in time to catch the plane to Cape Town. Life goes on in exactly the manner it should.
Sunday, December 03, 2006
Our Deepest Fear
“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”
by Marianne Williamson
by Marianne Williamson
Friday, December 01, 2006
A little hurt (Crushed actually)
You know when you're really looking forward to something and you spend all day being excited for the actual event to occur. And then it happens and it's totally not what you expected. When you're a little kid you can show your disappointment and cry and fuss and express your feelings. As an adult you try to rationalize it away and say whatever, but deep down you're really hurt and just don't want others to see how badly it affected you (or even admit it to yourself). Unlike some, I'm not a cryer. I guess I was taught if you let them see they hurt you, they've won. Truthfully, I have to really care about you to have something you say or do affect me and you'll probably never know.
Blogging and Me
My original post for this morning was apparently a little "harsh", so I went back to the drawing table and this is what I came up with:
There are a lot of reasons that blogging works for me; I get to meet new friends, connect with old friends and send my thoughts and feelings out into the universe. If someone reads it and takes something from it great; if no one bothers with it at least I got the chance to put my thoughts out there. There's a sense of belonging to something greater than oneself. My thoughts and opinions have the opportunity to reach people all over the world. There's nothing I enjoy more then reading a comment from someone in Ohio or Portugal or India. It makes my day to know that someone has taken the time to consider my ramblings and rantings. I love the opportunity to see what others think and how different events have made them change, grow, learn. Often I find myself reading something and thinking "yeah, that's what I think" or "I know exactly what you mean". I appreciate the care that others put into many of their post and I feel the anxiety of hoping people understand the message you are trying to convey. What this all boils down to is I'm in love with blogging. Yes, I said it; I'm in love. Just my thoughts for the morning.
There are a lot of reasons that blogging works for me; I get to meet new friends, connect with old friends and send my thoughts and feelings out into the universe. If someone reads it and takes something from it great; if no one bothers with it at least I got the chance to put my thoughts out there. There's a sense of belonging to something greater than oneself. My thoughts and opinions have the opportunity to reach people all over the world. There's nothing I enjoy more then reading a comment from someone in Ohio or Portugal or India. It makes my day to know that someone has taken the time to consider my ramblings and rantings. I love the opportunity to see what others think and how different events have made them change, grow, learn. Often I find myself reading something and thinking "yeah, that's what I think" or "I know exactly what you mean". I appreciate the care that others put into many of their post and I feel the anxiety of hoping people understand the message you are trying to convey. What this all boils down to is I'm in love with blogging. Yes, I said it; I'm in love. Just my thoughts for the morning.
Whatever!!
So, I was informed THRICE yesterday that the blogger world had become a little smaller. I like to think it’s your personal choice to blog or not and I will defend to the death your right to choose (hopefully not necessary). However, the choice to cease posting and completely deleting or removing your blog are two different things. The following are the questions I asked myself upon hearing that information.
Is the world any less great or wise – No, not really.
Does this truly affect or phase me- No, not really.
Does it seem a little overly emotional and as somewhat of a cry for attention – Yeah, it does.
Could I care less – An emphatic no to that one!
That’s all I have to say on the subject.
Is the world any less great or wise – No, not really.
Does this truly affect or phase me- No, not really.
Does it seem a little overly emotional and as somewhat of a cry for attention – Yeah, it does.
Could I care less – An emphatic no to that one!
That’s all I have to say on the subject.
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