This is for you Breezer

I've been attempting to write a book/novel, i've actually got a few started and they are of course based on the crazy shit that I get myself into. But i just finished a book about a teenaged boy who has to write a memoir for his final project during his grade 12 year.
Which in return got me thinking, I could plausibly write a memoir about my ridiculous adventures and the half-brained things I manage to wrangle myself into.
I was telling my sister about this idea, and I already have material. For instance, the time I texted what I thought was Breezer's cell phone at 5 in the morning, but in reality sent it to her house. Not only was it crazy early in the morning, but the message was rather inappropriate. Thank god her brother happened to answer the phone. I would have been mortified.
There is also the time when I passed out on my driveway and my mother said I didn't move for an hour. Ironically this night also coincided with the loss of my nose ring AND swinging on a water pipe in a bar.
There is the time I met this German man and the language barrier was VERY strong. I found out later that he wanted to help support my breasts. It is still a mystery as to whether or not he meant that in the perverted sense. I remain optimistic.
But seriously I have many weird, incredibly fucked up stories I could share.
As a matter of fact, the other day, Jenna and I tried to move the no parking pylons around a car that was parked CLEARLY where the pylons were. Turns out that those suckers are heavier than they look. All I managed to to was shimmy one of the pylons directly behind the car. I WILL block one car in I swear.

For the time being, I'll keep up with this little blog, or "creative outlet". I've been slacking, and just plain lazy!

adios!

Dinker Bell

In the past two days I have seen two completely different cars in two totally different areas of the city drive with their indicators on not even remotely close to turning. The first culprit drove past at least three exits on the link with his LEFT indicator on. Which i find more ironic than anything as the exits are all of the right hand side. I mean he or she could have driven the rest of the way home before they noticed that their "dinker", as my mother refers to it as, was on.... I exited long before they did but I could see that little yellow light flicker as I headed off and they continued onto what I assume to be either Toronto... or the other direction. The second was today as I drove home from the doctors office.
Some people just should not drive. I'm not saying that I am a perfect driver, but I've lasted nearly four years without so much as parking ticket.... well I do, but its not because I was illegally parked - it was a misunderstanding at the townhouse complex I live in during the school year - COMPLETELY not my fault. Regardless, I'm still amazed at some of the stupid things that people try to pull off while driving.
I'm in awe of the audacity of some individuals when they drive. I guess it just keeps me on my toes when I'm driving. I hope all this boasting about my fabulous driving skills doesn't result in an incident....

Cross my heart and hope to die. Stick a needle through my..... nose.

So today, on an entirely spur of the moment event, I got my nose pierced. To say the least maj and faj were TOTALLY not impressed. They really are more or less giving me the silent treatment now. Ugh how mature.
Anyways, so my day began with me literally not falling asleep last night. As of today I am running off of the sleep that I had from Tuesday night. I did not sleep at all last night (Wednesday). I was suffering from what were like to refer to as a sore stomach. But this was a WAVE of pain that washed over my entire thoracic and abdominal region every 5-10 minutes. Of which I still have right now. My life is so lame.

So, as of now in the story, I have not slept. I have an exam at 8:30. I am to put it politely on the latter end of being prepared. I knew the information roughly speaking, but it was a little bit of a stretch. So I wrote the exam. I actually think it turned out a little more excellent that previously planned out for. I had waterproof mascara on to ensure if waterworks ensued, I would not look like Alice Cooper.

After that, I just kept talking about how I really wanted to get my nose pierced, so me along with two of my roommates set off onto an almost 2 hour adventure trying to find a friggen tattoo and piercing place that wasn't going to force me to give my first born in order to pay for my piercing. Finally we landed on some place was pretty neat-o. And the guy who pierced me was unreal. His name was Mark.


Sadly, ill-stricken Aimée showed up instead of the one that can actually stand needles. I almost passed out. I actually told Marc "I think I'm gunna go soon, soo...." and he just let me kind of go. I didn't actually pass out, but I came very close. The resulting image was me with my head between my legs with the needle mostly out and a q-tip up my nose to stop the bleeding. The entire time I just stared at my shoes and realized how ridiculously dirty they were. My one roommates acted as mum and gave me a granola bar to help boost my sugar levels.

To top it off, I got burnt when I went tanning today.

But I love it, really, I do.

I haven't got much of any consequence to talk about in here really. But, I feel like I have not written anything that is of much humour lately. So, as I lay here in my pajama attire, which consists of a t-shirt and my undies, and stare into the longing eyes that stare right back at me of my Sidney Crosby Poster that hangs above my bed like a 10 year old girl and her boy band obsession, I thought I would write something that could bring a little smile to people's faces. Introducing my Bucket List of things to do before I die. It incorporates pictures/ideas/events/places I want to somehow make way into my life. Uh, they aren't in any sort of order, it's meaningless the sequence they appear in. It's just what ever happens to pop into my head first.
Numero Uno.
It is essential that I experience a kiss that passionately. I mean, I'm not exactly expecting a reenactment here or anything of that nature. But a kiss that can boast desire like that, I think, is
something that everyone should be intimate with. In optimal circumstances this would also occur in the rain for me. I don't know why, but its just something that I have recently become more partial to. Kissing, the rain, it just seems that much more sensual. Not that I am looking for it, but if chance were to present such an opportunity, I would hope that it was worth it. Ick if it is some lame-o kisser who experiences chronic beef-jerky mixed with brussel sprout breath. That would make for a tasty treat.



Deux.
Sjy Dive- I think this is one of the best thrills you could probably ever experience. I could more than likely pee my pants during this adventure, but urine-soaked pants are only a small price to pay for near human flying. I'd try and stike some sort of superman pose in the process too. Maybe I'd even wear spandex. It all depends on my mood for that day. I reckon I'd be rather nervous. Fuck it - I'd be freakin shiting bricks.

Trois.
Get a wicked rad tan line around my eyes. Every summer and vacation I wear my shades day in and day out to try and get the perfectly crafted racoon tan line. Do you think it works? NO. I don't know what I am doing wrong. I mean I'm practically handing the sun an invitation to make me look bad. What's the sitch with it? And I want one of those sweet sports sunglasses tan line, not some cheep-o dollar store one. In the meantime, I'll keep wearing my shades and facing the sun.

Four.
Fellate this man......
Not. Make a Queen's Guard laugh. I have no clue what I would do. I would more than likely say something very inappropriate. I wonder if I would get in some sort of sexual harrasment lawsuit after that. Whateva~ I don't give a fuck. I do what I want.
I reckon, I don't have much of a window of opportunity for this. I am, however, going to London this summer. Count this one done and done.


And this is all that I have thought of right now. So I will continue this thing, hopefully coming up with some good, original ideas. I'm off to bed. And to NOT study for my upcoming biochemistry exam, and by upcoming I mean less than deuze heures away.

Blue Moon, you saw me standing alone

So, I'm pretty sure there are about 5 people who actually read this. And all of you are my friends, so chances are that you have already heard most of what I say in these darned posts.
However, for the few who I don't speak to on a regular basis, this is a means of you communicating with me sans actually talking. Interesting is it how the world wide web has cut the middle man of communication. Heck, you communicate with me without my actual knowledge.
I supposed I put myself in that situation in the first place once this blog had been born out of my moronic brain.
But this wasn't what I had come on here to divulge, the disgust I have for the interest, because I don't. As a matter of fact, I am a crucial fan of the interweb. It is, by default, my main form of keeping in touch with friends and relatives. I'm not a facebook person anymore, I do try to keep it a little more intimate by sending e-mails, but still its not what it should be. I take blame for that.

I guess, in a sense it is communication as to why I am here. This past weekend, I went to go see my ex. It was not the sole purpose of my trip, but he was, by and large, a critical reason as to my going there. It was a friend of mine's birthday and he said he would be there. And he wasn't.

(Bare with me here, this is me letting out how I feel)

I did not think that his absence would affected me as much as it did. It's hard to put into words what it is exactly that I feel towards him. It's want, need, love, annoyance, irritation, shear hatred, heart ache, loneliness, but worst of all is the uncertainty. Everything was fine when I knew that things could come of it since we hadn't really seen each other and the image that we had was still the one that we liked of that person. But now that has sort of disappeared, or been changed at least.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not a person who needs love, as a matter of fact I would do just fine with out. I've never imagined myself as a person who would get married. Solely for the purpose that I have a tendency to hurt people, badly. I don't care about the way I feel when it comes to these things. I try and try to spare other people's feelings.

I say this, but when it really matters, of course I want to fall in love. Doesn't everyone? The more I look at my life, it doesn't necessarily have to end with marriage. There are lots of individuals who don't end up getting hitched. It doesn't mean that they have less feelings for each other, they just don't need to justify it by doing so in front of everyone.

In the end, I am still single (and happy to be so), but I miss my ex as he was my best bud for an entire year and someone that I could go talk to. And I am annoyed with the amount of work that I have to have done this week.
Life is tres complicated. I think from now on, I am just going to say exactly what it is that I want to say. I'm gunna cut out beating around the bush.

Whatevs.

Take your hands off me, hey

So, in the recent days since my last, shall I say it, more incidental blogs, relatively little has occurred in the soap-opera simulating life that is mine.
I've managed to suffer through nearly 22 hours of retched schooling per week,
wake up not once but thrice times with a hang over, of which a single time I thought I was still drunk because I could not raise my arms only to put the pieces back together and realize that it was entirely due to the workout class of hell called Kickboxing,
make-out in public.... on two separate occasions...ugh fine three,
have awkward eye contact with some random guy who constantly text messages me whom I have only met once to which I can recall little but that he wore a Beatles t-shirt,
oh, and apparently, I'm rather fond of the floor since I've accomplished the ever so difficult task of falling at every possible attempt.
And to finalize this top notch list of endeavors, I rang in the New Year with two of my BFFL's and hatred that radiated out of my eyeballs for my ex.

Again, not much as happened.

I did go see He's Just Not That Into You yesterday. I've had a moment of self actualization - I'm never going to find someone. I suppose, frankly, that I am content with that tidbit of information currently speaking. In all honesty, I think I tend to frighten most potential guys. I suffer from sever word vomit and it just comes out of my mouth before I realize what it is that I have actually said.
It's not always bad words vomit either. Which is what might be hardest part to conceptualize. Most people just don't understand what is it that I am saying. In my mind, things always seem a lot more funny and make a googleplex more sense than they do when the words eventually form out of my mouth. I reckon its my fast paced train of though. I sometimes have a hard time keeping time with it.


But, with all veracity, I'm perfect euphoric over my single status and the lap of luxury I have with it. I'm still maturing and if the moment presents itself for which a certain someone strikes my fancy, then I will be ready.

As for now, I'll stick to my humiliating moments of PDA's and vodka-crans priced at 2.00 to fuel my wild ways.
....and dancing.

Auf Wiedersehen

101 Things to accomplish in 1001 Days

The Mission:
Complete 101 preset tasks in a period of 1001 days.

The Criteria:
Tasks must be specific (ie. no ambiguity in the wording) with a result that is either measurable or clearly defined. Tasks must also be realistic and stretching (ie. represent some amount of work on my part).

Why 1001 Days?
Many people have created lists in the past - frequently simple goals such as New Year's resolutions. The key to beating procrastination is to set a deadline that is realistic. 1001 Days (about 2.75 years) is a better period of time than a year, because it allows you several seasons to complete the tasks, which is better for organizing and timing some tasks such as overseas trips or outdoor activities.

1. Finish University with honours in Human Kinetics. Graduating 2011.

2. Apply to OT school by given deadlines of schools applied to.

3. Take a cooking course, specifically those that involve pastry teachings and cake decorating.

4. Paint my room in exactly the way I want it done, to express my feelings. Even if it is changing a wall everyday.

5. Learn to express my emotions in other ways besides painting my walls.

6. Finish one short story that has been started.

7. Once one story is completed, begin and finish another.

8. Lose 1 pound every two weeks for one year (0/23)

9. Read all of Jane Austen's Novels (0/6)

10. Finish reading all of the novels that I have begun to read. (0/5)

11. Complete at least ONE HOUR of homework every night until the semester is finished.

12. Study at least two days in advance for any exam/quiz/test.

13. Limit outings to twice a month.

14. Limit number of hangovers from after every night out to never.

15. Learn to stop talking with my hands.

16. Clean my room everyday, keeping up with laundry and chores needed around the house.

17. Limit spending to groceries and allotting myself one self-purchase a month.

18. Begin looking at life in a more positive manor - things are never as hard as I make them out to be. In light of so, make a point of finding one thing good about each day and right it down.

19. Post everyday about my list, accomplishing a task, or any task that involves writing something down and do so by documenting it with a photo of some sort.

20. Do not fight with my mum for one month straight (0/4).

21. Moisturize everyday. After all, supple skin in a happy skin.

22. Do 100 30 sit-ups every day. Increase by 50 10 sit-up every two weeks. (0/52)

23. De-junk my bedroom.

24. Befriend someone over the age of 70 other than one of my grandparents.

25. Go on a spontaneous road trip with nothing but a backpack and a good attitude.

26. Plant, groom and take care of a tree.

27. Learn a new word every day. Write it down in "My Word Dictionary" and be sure to use it in a sentence at least once during the day. (0/1001)

28. Give at least five "just because" gifts to friends or family. (0/5)

29. Do not hold grudges.

30. Talk to all of my friends at least once a week, be it e-mail/phone/msn/mail.

31. Overcome a fear.

32. Skinny Dip.

33. Get a job.

34. Spend no more than 3 hours on the computer a day - not including homework/assignments/quizzes.

35. Stop living "if" situations.

36. Do 7 good deeds, without expecting anything in return. (0/7)

37. Try to make amends to any relationships that have been broken in the past.

38. Send a post card to PostSecrets.

39. Save 20 dollars a month for 1001 days. (0/30)

40. Create a photo portfolio.

41. Mail cards to all friends on their birthdays for two years. (0/2)

42. Go to church at least once a month for an entire year. (0/12)

43. Get a tattoo.

44. Run/walk/bike at least once a week for 6 months (0/24)

45. Travel outside of North America.

46. Travel West of Ontario.

47. Travel East of Ontario

48. Visit at one of the Seven Wonders of the Ancient World.

49. Visit one of the Seven Wonder of the Natural World.

50. Complete a canvas painting.

51. Go to bed before 11:30 every week night for one month. (0/20) I may however, continue this if I feel like doing so.

52. Pay for one person's order behind me in a drive thru.

53. Donate 2,000,000 grains of rice on Free Rice.

54. Kiss in the rain.

55. Send one postcard to someone unknown once a month (0/30).

56. Read the newspaper for one month.

57. Be the proud owner of a Dog.

58. Get a picture with someone famous, whom which I was honoured to meet.

59. Wear whatever I want once a month for entire length of 1001 Days. Not caring about other people's opinions for the entire length of time.

60. Wear something no one else would wear.

61. Make all my Christmas gifts one year.

62. Floss my teeth everyday for one month. (0/31)

63. Learn more about the policies of the Canadian Government; The Ontario Government; The Hamilton Municipal Government.

64. Don't be afrain to cry.

65. Express my feelings to someone if they hurt them.

66. Don't be guilted into doing something that I don't want to do.

67. Dance whenever I feel like it.

68. Try to not be offended.

69. Try a new food every month. Record what it was. (0/30)

70. Have my palm read.

71. Have a psychic reading.

72. Try Herbal medicines.

73. Do not complain.

74. Do not whine.

75. Identify 101 quotes that I enjoy, write them down and read them once a day for an entire month. (0/31)

76. Leave 101 post-its in random places with said quotes, song lyrics, or sayings.

77. Leave a 50% tip.

78. Complete a Mensa Workout.

79. Go for a Brazilian Wax and do not be terrified.

80. Document "A Day In My Life" with photos and text.

81. Stop sleeping with my contacts in.

82. Make a Time- Capsule to open when I am 53.

83. Get dressed up once a month, 'just because'. (0/30)

84. Find something I truly love and keep doing it.

85. Wash my face every night, regardless of where I sleep.

86. Be kind, even when someone else is being rude.

87. Don't swear for a week; two weeks.

88. Do not crack any body part for one week; two weeks.

89. Send a letter to a veteran in Canada, England and Scotland. (0/3)

90. Drink only water for two weeks; one month.

91. Have a drink with a stranger.

92. Watch the sunrise.

93. Decorate a white T-shirt, any way I want.

94. Host a dinner party.

95. Have one computer free weekend.

96. Read a book cover to cover in one day.

97. Have a vegetarian diet for one week.

98. Give up peanut butter. Forever.

99. Paint my nails at least once a week for an entire year. (0/52)

100. Do something impulsive.

101. Succeed.

Begin: January 12 2009
End: October 9 2013

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