A Year in review.

Ahhh another year is ending and we are looking forwards to 2012. If I do say so myself, I am quite pleased to be finished with 2011.

2011 started off well enough I guess. I started work with the Federal Government and was looking good for a term position, but that fell to pot so I was unemployed again (nothing shocking there). I spent almost 6 weeks treking around the UK on a solo vacation, which was the start of many firsts for me!

on either side of Tower Bridge

I had never been off the North American Continent, and I had never been so far away from home, nor had I ever done it alone. So that was a bit crazy. Walking around London by myself realizing that I was by myself, and could do whatever I wanted whenever I wanted? That was just freaking awesome. I wasn't accountable to anyone but myself. I could eat where I wanted, drink what I wanted, and shop as I pleased and see whatever sights I deemed interesting. So yes I spent an hour in Harrods picking out the perfect gift for my mom while eyeing up all the high end designer shoes. And no I didn't check out a single museum in London. Any regrets? Not a single one.

I spent almost weeks on bus tours meeting amazing people from all over the world and started to really understand what it means to never judge a book by its cover. First impressions aren't always right, but your gut feeling never misses. I also learned to stand up for myself because ultimately if you don't stand up for yourself and how you're feeling, no one else will.

Me in the Circus in Bath

UK was amazing for a couple other reasons. I learned that I can do things on my own. Until then I had always had people covering my back. No matter what happened to me I had an army of people behind me to catch me if I feel, and just before leaving for the UK and even more so after returning I realized that I had started to get a bit too dependent on that. Certain people in my life couldn't seem to come to terms with the fact that yes I was very capable of doing things myself, and that I didn't need people to treat me like an infant. A big realization came right as I walked through the security gate to leave for London. The Asscountant felt the need to come with me all the way to Vancovuer, take me to the airport and make sure I got on that plane. He watched my plane take off. Now I know you're all thinking "Ex Student you're nuts that's him showing he cared and he was just doing a nice thing", and to an extent you're right. But before all that I argued with him tooth and nail I could just go over myself and take the bus and take the ferry, but he said no that it was stupid. Now before I start getting all "he said she said" and showing how bitter I am, really my point here is that in 2011 I realized how bloody dependent I was on other people. And it was all the little things that added up to me realizing I couldn't live like that. Isn't part of any relationship blind faith that the other knows what they are doing sometimes?

I spent almost 6 weeks in the UK (England, Scotland and Ireland) and never once did I get lost (ok well that's a bit of lie...I got "turned around" in London but ended up going to Kings Cross and seeing where Harry Potter was filmed and jumped on the Tube and was back to my hotel in no time......so not really lost but was wondering...), or was mugged or got food poisoning. I never once overspent, and I never once got shot or hurt. I was 100% responsible for myself, and everything turned ok peachy. I found my tours, and managed the tubes, I saw a West End Show at night and made it home safely, I had ice cream in Hyde Park and saw Buckingham Palace. I got on the trains and got myself to Manchester, and got myself to and from Dublin by bus and ferry. All came up daisies :)

So I came back from England and didn't let people step all over me. And apparently that meant I had changed too much, and the Asscountant and I went our separate ways. He said I had changed too much, I said I just didn't want him to control my life for me. He had also made some pretty harsh comments about how I am choosing to live my life, and he also mentioned that I was a pain in his ass (in other words but the jist is still the same). I still stipulate to this day that if it had not been for me, he would never have made it to where he is, and would have dropped out of CASB after he failed a module.

Its taken me quite awhile, and while I still miss this person that was so intricately woven into my life, I'm realizing that I can make it without them, and that I certainly don't need people in my life doubting my decisions. Who want things from me but don't reciprocate.

After my UK trip I went back to working with the Federal Government to finish out the last of my contract. After that I basically lounged around for the summer, taking temp gigs and doing whatever I wanted. Which I'm sure did not thrill my parents. But it made for a great summer.  I did manage to see the Pixies in concert and took in Wicked in Vancouver (saw it in NY originally but the Vancouver one was decent). Also saw Dralion the travelling show with my parents which sounds geeky but was totally awesome.

Jasper National Park

I also spent a week with my other sister Krazy (again not her name just a cute nickname) and her son and my other nephew JYD (again...a nickname) going from Victoria to Valemont (hillbilly hell...) to Edmonton (shopping!!) to Jasper National Park. All in this time span Krazy destroyed almost 1000$ of eyewear. All mine, and I was blind. But there was something incredibly cool about seeing more of my own back yard. I got to see what makes this country so beautiful. I got to be a bit of a tourist and of course as I wasn't working it was nice to meander and do whatever. Also cool? Jasper has hotsprings and tons of goats running around! Also got to see moose!! Also learned that I cannot spend a week in a car with Krazy's son because hes an arse. But that's totally another story. Honestly contemplated pushing him off a cliff. We also drove through Banff National Park and I got to see the glacier and JYD I treked to the top, in like jeans and t shirts while people around us had actual gear on....oh well! We survived!

Anway. Still grieving the loss of the Asscountant and having to come to terms with the declining health of my Granddad, I decided to go back to school and take classes. I had the funds and the time and no jobs were coming available so why not? That's not true actually. I could have gone to work with SeaSpan ship builders because of my Federal Government training but it didn't seem like a good idea at the time. I could have also gone to start another school program off the Island but I decided against it. Which I do believe in the end was the right choice.

The edge of the glacier in Banff National Park

I took classes that I figured would eventually get me in a good place to apply to better grad programs and it suited me anyways because after a very long struggle with Pulmonary Fibrosis my Granddad passed away and as a result my life crumbled a bit. He had always been someone impartial in my life that I could talk to about anything. We had lenghty conversations about everything and anything and he always understood me. We had a really unique relationship compared to the rest of my cousins. They saw him as an authority figure, I saw him as the loveable Granddad that always had advice for me. He always believed in me doing whatever I wanted to do and not taking any shit for it. Those were pretty much his exact words "Always do what you think is best, don't take shit from anyone else about it". Also he told me that I had a good head on my shoulders and that with it I could never go wrong trusting my gut. I still feel his loss. Every day. But I realize that he wouldn't have wanted me to be too wrapped up in it that I couldn't live my life.


One of the reasons I decided not to move off the Island is that I knew the minute I did, he would pass away and I would be right back where I started, so now I can move without worrying about him. Wanting to be close by to be near him was really important to me and now that he's passed, I can literally move on too.

Il Pacas at the fair!

So with that all happening, (and with the Saanich Fair happening in there somewhere too) I took a semester of school and seemed to do fairly well. I became a shoulder to cry on and friend for advice for my old work supervisor as she returned to University after years of being with the federal government. I became a study buddy to so most amazing people with shitty time management skills (but oh well it all worked out in the end lol).

My friend T went back to school and seems to be kicking butt and taking names in her Office administration program, which means that together we are one step closer to world domination (I swear get enough coffee and sugar in us and we could do it). Her daughter Squirt (not her real name I assure you but my nickname for her) had a busy year as well, she turned three started preschool and the best part (in my humble opinion) got her first skating badge!!!!! So proud of her accomplishments!

Squirts First time skating!! Us having a pow wow.

Taking Squirt to skating lessons every Saturday I'm sure had fufilled any maternal instinct my ovaries might have ever felt, and it was actually a lot of fun! We did two sessions of parent and tot skating lessons (first session we had a terrible instructor, second instructor was incredibly cute and yes I have a ridiculous crush on him). It also kept us busy with life as both T and I had suffered significant family losses this year.

And with that school continued to pass by as did the fall and we were soon into winter and my skating club decided that this year will be its last with active skaters, with us taking next year to close down completely. I shattered by this decision have really stepped away from my skating club. I also recieved by level one promotion so I've been to and from skating competitions a lot this year which has been awesome.

Every time I go to a skating competition I learn something new about skating, the people involved and skating and even myself. I learn a new trick to my position, I learn whose butt to kiss and who to stay away from, and I learn that I myself never want to be like these people and if given the chance, I want to be able to help change Figure Skating in Canada. I want more people to have the opportunity to skate and I want everyone to remember that we as volunteers are here for the skaters and for the sport. Not to be power tripping dictators, which is sadly sometimes the case.

My dog Roo!!!

As I'm reviewing my year I'm trying to think of all the things I did and places I went. Trying to figure out where things like concerts and such fit in and when I went where. I know I went to a 3 Days grace concert and saw Finger 11 live with the Envy but where they all fit in is a bit vauge. I also stopped associating with one of my oldest friends because she couldn't get over her jealousy or something (?) with me going to England (seems that trip pissed off a lot of people lol) and sadly the fact that I don't really miss their crappy attitude was another rude awakening. Apparently according to T and my Mom I'm a lot nicer now that I don't hang around this person. I know I volunteered with skating and such like a crazy person. Always the person to jump in and help out when needed, but I certainly cut back on things like volunteering at the hospital and didn't take a gig with the SPCA like I've always wanted to. This year also brought me Roo!!! My communal family dog!! Technically BB's dog but he spends so much time with my dad at the farm hes mostly communal. And he's the absolute best thing. Best dog in the world hands down.

Vans Warped Tour 2011 The Gorge

Along the lines in here somewhere I managed to take a couple road trips with my sister BB to see a couple concerts. We took in The Vans Warped Tour in Gorge WA, which was fantastic, and in November we saw the Michael Jackson Immortal Tour which was ok. 

I know they say that how you spend your New Years Eve is how you will spend the rest of the year, and after the year I've had, if 2012 is a quiet year surrounded by awesome family (as much as they drive me literally insane) and amazing friends, then I will consider myself incredibly lucky.

Happy New Year All!! Whatever you do tonight I hope you have a fantastic (and safe) one!!!

New Year, Bring It ON.

I hope everyone had a great holiday time! This year was the first in many years that I had a truly easy and relaxing Christmas. For many years past I've usually spent my Christmas running from house to house struggling to buy the perfect gifts and trying to fit everyone in. This year? Not so much!

I made a point of slowing down, because I'm starting to realize that if you rush through things you never really get to enjoy them, and enjoying time with family and friends is what really matters, not how many kilometers I clocked on my car getting from point to point. Besides it sucks spending the majority of your holidays alone in your car. Radio hosts do not make for great conversations. Then when you get stuck going through a roadblock cops think you're crazy for talking with your radio. Bad news I tell you.

So this year I cut back a bit and instead of trying to rush from place to place I divided things up by going to one place per day and spending more time in there total, which worked out great. Sigh it was glorious. Ate too much and had good times with family

I got brand new bedding from my parents and I'm not going to lie its made getting out of bed in the morning rather difficult. I plan on buying a new memory foam for my bed and I doubt after that I will ever want to get up. Oh well, perhaps if I make my bed a place I desire to be someone new may follow me, if you build it they will come? (Wishful dreaming I think but still!)

Anyways! All is good on my end! Now that I go back to school in a few short days I'm desperately trying to read non school books and clean up all my crap from last semester to start off a fresh new year...but given my comfortable sleeping situation, I shan't hold my breath :)

Brings me to my next dilema, new years resolutions?

Warmest Wishes

Just wanted to take a quick minute to tell anyone who passes my page that I wish them the warmest of wishes today! Whether you celebrate Christmas, Chanukah, Kwanza, or nothing at all, I hope that today you get a chance to sit back and relax and enjoy a day where everyone sees the good.

In life so often we forget to sit back and enjoy the moments we often work so hard for or wait for so long to reach us. We shop, we cook, we bake but sometimes we miss whats important and today, what's most important is not what gifts we get, but who we spend time with and the memories we make.

Looking back today I think of Holidays past and none of my fondest memories are of what gifts I got or who spent the most, they are of family getting together and being around a table spending time with loved ones. The turkey may be too dry, or the pie may burn, but the people around that table? Will always be there to laugh about it in the end. And really? That's what's really important :)

So for those who stumble upon my page, may you enjoy your day and keep those you love close by. Because really? That's what the holidays are all about.

Peace on Earth

Should you need it, here's a little inspiration from my favourite Christmas Movie. (Not because its really all that funny but because it makes my Dad laugh like he's a two year old making fart noises and that makes me laugh every time)

How to really annoy people.

So because I'm unemployed and no longer volunteering, and basically have nothing to do all day except actaully do stuff that needs to be done (ie crap I've been procrastinating) I've been perhaps abusing my friends a wee bit. And because I've been lazy and sleeping in and staying up late my internal clock is a bit askew I've been ignoring the times of day I have been texting people with stupid thoughts that enter my head. In other words I'm bored and I'm taking it out of my friends....the poor suckers who put up with me for no apparent reason.

Turns out my friend Fido doesn't like being woken up at 1:30 in the morning with a text simply stating "....are you dead?"....to which he replied "It's 1:30 in the F***ing morning what the F*** do you want?"...

...serves the jerk right I woke him up because he failed to text me back when I texted him at like 3 this afternoon. Also serves him right because the jerk actually has drunk dialed me at ridiculous times more than once (although I'm almost certain he is going to make me pay for this one dearly because he doesn't play fair...JERK....he's a dog...hence the name). Its not like we ever talk at a normal hour anyways.

OH then it gets worse! So I figured he was going to be so pissed  off about it that I didn't really look at my phone again after I texted him a quick "Opps! Sorry! Night!" and went on to trying to entertain myself some other way...and it turns out he texted back a couple times saying that he hoped I "was dying for F***ing waking" him up, because now he was "awake" and I better tell him "what the F*** was so important because if [I] didn't he'd want to strangle [me]"..... Ohhhh grumpy Fido is NOT a nice Fido.

And because I never texted him back after his disgruntled text I now fear his anger will have only multiplied. Especially now that I have texted him back like an hour later, after he is sure to have rolled over and gone back to sleep...only to have had me annoy him again. Oh now its just getting enjoyable! Come on its just getting funny! I mean all the times he drunk dialed me and called me to tell me the dirty things he was up to, or about how he had come to town without calling me but how I would go out of my way to make sure he was alive because he doesn't really have many people in his life that care if he's breathing (See I told you this guy was no catch...its one of the many reasons I won't sleep with him regardless of his many attempts to make it happen.....long long story but nothings ever happened...I like being his friend and sex? WELL that would screw things right up....pun intended).

For the record this is exactly why I don't tend to be either unemployed or out of school for too long. I'm too good at being lazy (see previous posts) and annoying people. I fear my friends would probably shoot me if I didn't eventually find other things to do than bug them. This is also how I get myself into new volunteer gigs and such.....if I stay dormant too long...I get lazy and risk being shot by friends.....And apparently tonight I need to fear Fido strangling me in my sleep even though he lives a ferry ride away. And yet? I'm still chuckling.

The day I did absolutely nothing useful. Eff.

I have a confession. I have a million and one things to do before Dec 25th (took a scary tally of gifty things and I am SOOO screwed) and I have a ton of cleaning to do and a million errands to run around doing....and what did I do today? I stayed in bed till 3 PM reading and eating trash, then I lazily hauled my butt into the shower, after which I went back to my optometrists to get my brand new glasses replaced because the paint on them was chipped. Trust me its a big deal. After having glasses held together by nail polish and super glue (because one of the rubber bits on the temple fell off) I was not putting up with anymore chipping because god damn it nail polish is meant for fingernails (mine by the way are drying right now and its the perfect excuse to blog two days in a row!!) NOT for glasses frames that cost me 220 plus the cost of fancy digital lenses. My optometrists office was totally amazing and they agreed and the frames are going to be re ordered. Until then I have a pair I can beat up till my new ones come in. Win.

Anyway. After the optometrist I went to the mall. For the sole intent of picking up my free Body Shop gift (6 weeks of giving dealy I got involved in...freaking amazing Ive gotten so much free) which this week happened to be an 18$ body scrub (for free!!! awesome win!!). Then because I was only 5$ away from becoming a VIP Beauty Insider for Sephora (don't even get me started on how much I had to spend to get here considering I rarely wear more than mascara and my eye lash curler came from a drugstore) so I had to go buy a new eyeshadow. Then I came home had dinner and went grocery shopping with my mom because she didn't want to do all the heavy lifting because we bought an obscene amount of pickles (we like our cucumbers soaked in salt and vinegar in this household), came home and went back to reading and eating more trash.

Literally. That was my day. I didn't clean, I didn't do laundry, I didn't get any gifts for my xmas list or make any more of my gifts. I literally did squat nothing all day. And even all that was a struggle. This cannot happen tomorrow. Like seriously. I made a list of everything I have left to get and errands I need to do and it is NOT small. It includes buying a secret santa gift for my cousin who I have kindly nicknamed Numb Nuts. He's not my favorite to say the very least. I think its kind of an idiot to be honest but he's family. He's the only person I didn't want to get for the secret santa because before I got his name I couldn't think of anything to get him if I got him. So awesome I'm up crap creek without a bambo oar. CRAP.

But to end of my day of being lazy, I'm watching a replay of The X factor. Not sure how I feel about these duets. Its been awesome to see Alanis Morisette loosen up and look like she was really enjoying herself, same with Avril Lavigne actually smiling. The R Kelly duet I thought was amazing but kind of made me chuckle when he said "if I can see it then I can do it"....tehehehe lawsuit issues and all...tehehe... Shouldn't be laughing really or even mentioning it but can't help it!!!!

If I had to make a bet on who will win The X Factor I would say either Josh or Melanie. Josh is the true american dream. A guy just trying to play music and live and slings burritos? Come on he's amazing. Melanie may not come from much either but to my understanding she doesn't have a kid and I believe she's going to University? Chris Rene? Well I like the dude he seems nice but I don't really like what he does. Just not my thing where Josh? He's just too good to be true. And that's why I want him to win.

See? A total day of procrastination. Tomorrow I have to make up for it. Wish me luck!

I've been a bad blogger lately. I have been so busy getting wrapped up in Holiday Insanity that everytime I thought "Oh I should blog about by day!" I realized that I hadn't even turned my computer on that day and it wasn't in my vicinity before bed. Getting up going upstairs grabbing my computer and coming back to bed just to blog about how I spent my day running around a warehouse attempting to locate donated gifts to meet the deadline for the gift and hamper distribution just didn't seem an appealing option.

But that has been where I have been none the less. I spent the majority of last week volunteering for Santa's Anonymous, a charity that when families sign up we distribute gifts and food hampers to them to help them out through the holidays. In theory is sounds simple but the reality is a lot of planning and the need for a lot of volunteers. Unfortuately (not that these people aren't amazing....I mean no disrespect) the majority of people that volunteer are retired and well they have their own way of doing things, and so this year when they changed the whole system, and modernized it (ie computers) it made some of the older more seasoned volunteers a little upset. Made it a little stressful and a bit hard to manage but we got through it! We had a lot of new volunteers this year that were younger and didn't know the old system, so they didn't let it bother them, but for those that were so used to the "old way" the "new way" threw them.

So with the chaos of the volunteering, I somehow (not surprisingly) managed to leave all my own Christmas things to the wayside and so for the last couple days that I have no longer been volunteering, I've been rushing like a mad woman to get all my Christmas shopping and such out of the way. This year I've turned to "doing things with people" or "making gifts" rather than just going out and buying presents. Year after year I buy things for people and I swear it just sits and collects dust. I forefit. But making the presents takes time, and more specically it takes more time than I had anticipated so I am (not at all shockingly) behind. Damn.

Today I finally finished a sewing project for a friend of mines Mom. We were sitting around one night and trying to figure out what to do for everyone for Xmas, both of us short on cash and trying to be thrifty this year decided to try and make everything. We got onto this idea of sewing a bag, which in theory seemed simple, until I realized that neither of us had really sewn all that much in the past few years, nor had enough experience to really design anything or create patterns. Not that that stopped us. We figured it out, and I managed to get an exuberant amount of pin pricks while piecing everything together to FINALLY get it done today. Phew big sigh of relief. Especially when we wanted to have it done at the start of December. Oh well better late than never! I think it turned out pretty amazingly if I do say so myself. Wish I could have had time to press it properly (hint hint nudge nudge T).

During all of this I managed to get in all the shopping I needed to do for my parents Xmas party for their staff, pick up my new glasses and catch up with T and her daughter (who adored the barbie I bought her...suck on that Asscountant), and take my nephew to a Magic Show. Phew. Busy day! The staff party was fantastic and the magic show was good, and of course my new glasses didn't last 5 hours before I noticed they have a ding in them and they have to go back. WHY ME? Its a good thing the people at my optometrist's office like me so much because tomorrow they are going to be seeing me come in with dinged glasses less than 24 hours after taking them home. Awesome. At least this time I think I'm keeping the frames.

Anyway! So I'm trying to get on board with the Holidays. Tomorrow I'm going on in search of my last couple Xmas presents that I'm not making (I'm not wonder woman) and some stocking stuffers for my parents! I hope whoever you and regardless of what you believe, that you are having a much more productive December than I am!

Holy Crap! That was disturbing!

I can take a lot. I try very hard to respect others views on life, so gay straight transvestite? I'm cool. Just be happy. Religious? Well I'm pretty sure I think its all hooey, but I think its pretty awesome that someone else can believe in it. I watch scary movies and have watched several cadaver videos and volunteered in the hospitals. I figured I had seen it all. That was until I saw Breaking Dawn Part 1.

My friend T and I decided we need a girls night out, so we decided we needed to do dinner (with drinks) and a movie. I had a gift card for Boston Pizza, she had a movie pass pack so we decided we would be cheap and use the gift cards to have a nice night out. After I had to write my last final exam. Which I did and I think it went fine. Anyways we went to dinner (it was fight night so it was packed...damn it) then we wandered over the to the movie theatre and endured two hours of gut clenching, cringe-worthy movie awkwardness.

Twas screwed up my friends. Screwed right the eff up. First and foremost I must say that wedding scene was really lovely. She starts to go up the aisle and she's about the hyperventilate until she sees him, and then its ok. And I think that's really beautiful. That's what a wedding is about. Its basically everything after that that I found kind of sickening.

You watch Bella essentially decay trying to house that baby and I feel as if its not so much her choice but the author of the book pushing her strong religious beliefs on everyone else and the everyone else in question here are young impressionable young girls who will do anything to be like the characters in the movies. Bit of a scary slippery slope in my mind. Want to believe something? Go right ahead. Want to cram it down other peoples throats? Go elsewhere.

Basically when she starts to fall apart she looks like a crack addict who recently got in a fight on the mean streets trying to score some more blow and lost. And then finally the birth. If that's not the best freaking birth control on the planet I don't know what is.

So ya I found the movie a little disturbing, and really not all that exciting. I felt like there was a lot that didn't need to be in there but I understand that there couldn't be just one movie. Cringe worthy and scary and well it kind of did the opposite of what the night out was supposed to do...celebrate being over finals. **shudders**

Oooooooo dear.

I know that I'm not the most coordinated person in the world. I know this. I trip lots, I drop stuff, I am directionally challenged and I cannot juggle carrying multiple things. I am not coordinated. Today I took this to a whole new level.

When preparing for finals exams the professor of one of my classes recommended that we bring a few extra items to the exam to keep us comfortable, including extra layers because the room was drafty and something to drink because the room gets very dry. Thinking that I don't usually bring something to drink I decided it might be a good idea. I always wear lots of layers to exams because I detest being cold so that was nothing new.

Today I show up to the exam water bottle in hand, extra pencils and student id all ready to go. I sit down, I write my test. I finish my first go of it. I decide to take a couple minutes to reset my brain and then go over again to pick out mistakes. But before I do the thought crosses my mind "it is rather dry in here yes a sip of water would be most refreshing"..

I unscrew the cap and put the bottle to my lips...and apparently I lose all function of my mouth because the next thing I know water is all over my test paper down my shirt and stuck in the wrappings of my scarf. Its freaking everywhere. I scramble to use my sleeve to wipe everything down, bending over slightly to do so only to have the water that was wedged in my scarf go shooting out, at which point I attempted to manuvre the water the other way so that it went down my shirt, all in a feeble attempt to keep it off my exam paper.

I finally manage to soak up the majority of the water only to see that the damage has clearly already been done and while my answers are safe and sound, the front page of the exam is soaked through as it ripples as it dries. It rippled so much that it become concave and proceeded to scrape against the table every time I moved the sheets.

Figuring all I needed to do was let if dry I worked away on other pages letting it all spread out so it would dry. In the process I started to notice that all the pages were getting physically stuck to the desk as if they had been glued down. Not being able to figure out just what the heck was going on I realized that the moist pages of the exam had started to fuse with the years of grime on all the exam table, all the sweat and stuck on eraser bits had formed a paste with not only the exam pages but also my sleeve. Basically not only did I manage to make my exam look like it had been sent to sea, it was partially stuck to my desk making it look like I had sent it to the recycle center.

So I figure that oh well what could I do? Do the best I could and carry on with everything, and I go to hand it in when I'm finished. The look on the profs face was priceless. In fact she had to look at it three times before she looked up at me in utter shock and amazment as if almost daring to ask "what happened"....which she did. To which I responded "Water bottle issues, but it was all your idea in the first place".

If this is a sign as to whats to come for my last final...I'm in BIG trouble.

Oh holy nightmares...

Bleh, blart, blleeeegggh. Those are how I'm feeling, that's just it. I have been so uninspired by life these last couple days trying to get through the end of the semester that blogging hasn't happened. I also don't have a clear idea as to what exactly to say and to express other than I am feeling mighty blah these days. I hate these few days between the end of school and the start of finals. You want to be happy you survived the semester but at the same time you're inwardly cringing because you know that you still have sooo much to do.

Meanwhile in the real world? Apparently Christmas is coming. All the radio stations are flipping over to Xmas music and given that its now December 1st everyone feels like it is perfectly ok to barf the holidays over everything. The lights are up and people are sending Christmas cards and all this other crazy stuff. Its a bit overwhelming given that we still have almost the entire month till Christmas. I mean I know I'm certainly not the best example of holiday cheer given that I'm not really a big fan of Christmas. It doesn't hold too many great memories for me and my family basically completely ignores the true meaning of Christmas every year so I know that me being all scrooge here isn't the most shocking thing, but still it's Dec 2nd, meaning that to get lights up and stuff like that, that you had already been planning to get stuff up. Just seems excessive to me. I mean I like gifts as much as the next person but the whole season is just getting a bit ridiculous in my opinion.

As I said, the holidays aren't really my thing, so I'm sure closer to I'll buck up. But until then I shall retreat to my studying bubble and continue studying anatomical structures and cellular physiology like a good little student.

Stay warm out there!