Sunday, April 22, 2007

Happy Gang Centre

I did it...I finished second year. As of friday at approximately 11:05 am, I handed in my last exam and ran out of the room. And now, I'm spending a nice little vacation in Terrace BC visiting the sis and just chillin. Right now I'm actually sitting in the Centennial Christian staffroom using their internet while my sister works on her report cards. My sister's internet, by the way, sucks. It likes to lose the signal when you move a fraction of a millimeter.

Not too much going on right now other than the little vacation. oh ya...driving around town today after church, i saw this building with a sign saying "the Happy Gang Centre" hahaha I laughed so hard. Never seen one of those in Whalley. Apparantly it's a senior's centre.

How about them canucks. i must say I was quite disgusted by the game last night. they are going to need to do more than that to take this series...but I'm sure they totally can.

so....after my sports injuries course, I volunteer for SportMedBC now and I have a spot working for this U-18 lacrosse team for the summer. It's just volunteer with more experienced people, but it will be good to get the experience. Excited.

thats all for now

Go NUCKS

turrrrrcooooooo

Boersma

Friday, March 30, 2007

on a lighter note...

Here it is...the story of my life right here out of the lips of the ever-humorous Dane Cook himself. Just replace the word "brother" with "sister" and "Burger King" with "McDonalds" and you have my life in a nut-shell. Enjoy...

http://youtube.com/watch?v=B8wiv30_s7E&mode=related&search=

hehe...no offense Cath :)

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Where's a stress ball when you need one ?!?

I don't think I have ever quite experienced stress before. Usually I just dont let things get to me and I coast on by whatever problems are in my way. But as the end of a semester looms ahead and the glimmer of exams creep up on the horizon, I feel the effects of adrelalin...or should I say epinephrine as it is now affectionately known..pulse rate increasing...clammy, cold skin....a sense of panic. No doubt it's my "fight or flight" response kicking in. And all my mind wants to do now is to run away, but my body wants to fight.

It has been a rough week. The end of semester always comes with its ups and downs, but this time more than ever.

My grandma (Boersma) has been sick for a while now. First she was in the hospital, then they gave her a pacemaker, then she went into a rehab facility, and now, a nursing home. I dont think she has moved around so much since they immigrated from Holland. All this movement will leave anyone unsettled, especially within one of my least favourite facilities, the hospital. I HATE hospitals. My mom was shocked to hear this considering I had once talked of becoming a doctor. "Well you must at least like the maternity ward," says my mom. Although most creatures of the female variety have a soft-spot for babies, I dont really care for them. I think babies being born is the most disgusting thing ever, a miracle none the less, but still gross...and then after that all they do is poo and barf and cry for eternity. I'm thinking this mentality will change in many years time when I become a parent...but for now...just let me play with the kids.

So this past week, things had really gone downhill. She wasnt eating, barely drinking and just getting weaker. I didnt even know what to pray for. Asking God to let her live longer would just be prolonging her pain, but I also didnt want to pray for God to take her away either....it feels a little sadistic. So I just gave it up to God...and He answered in his own way. Today she was eating and talking a doing a bit better. So I guess He is willing to let us keep her for a little longer after all...and He's helping her feel better at the same time. It was rough to hear her crying out to God with what little strength she had. "Help me Lord". She just has so much faith and is really an inspiration to me.

Hearing a story about a young mother with breast cancer recently left me also looking back on my Grandma's life as she experienced a similar event. in her 30s, she was diagnosed with breast cancer, and the cancer had spread to her lymph nodes. there was nothing the doctors could do and they told her to do as much with the familiy as she could because he was only going to give her months to live. She told him that only God knows how long she was going to live. She ended up winning that fight with cancer and nearly 50 years later, she is still giving her pain up to God. Her faith is amazing, and I never want to see her go, but I know it's unrealistic for me to think she will outlive me. Death is a part of life.

God can only keep her on earth for so long.

Please pray for my grandma. Pray for peace and for comfort from her pain and that she may find joy in all the hardships.

Still smiling...

Boersma

Thursday, March 08, 2007

Caught red-faced

I was so embarrassed today it was nuts. And i'm pretty sure my face was beet red too. At least I can laugh it off. Anyways, so I was in my lab for sports injuries, so we were just doing functional tests on eachother to test for "injuries" to the hip. So there's about 20 of us in the room and we're all just working in our partners. Suddenly a little tune rings out. It sounds oddly familiar. Oh dear...thats my cell phone! I forgot to turn it off and left it on high...just so the whole class could hear no doubt...my lovely ring-tone. Good old Super Mario Brothers, they've done it again. People started singing along and stuff so it was pretty funny...but I for one was thoroughly embarrassed. I have the nerdiest ring-tone ever and now my whole lab knows about it. Oh well, at least my mom still thinks I'm cool!

Need sleep.

Boersma

Saturday, March 03, 2007

Rascal Whatts?

So today is the day of the Rascal Flatts concert in Vancouver. Am I going? Well, I still am not completely sold on the whole country music thing. I just have a cute story from a little while back. My history with this group begins with Canadian Idol, embarrassingly enough for me to admit. I guess you could say the idol shows are my "Achille's Tendon" of sorts (aka its my weekness...and I dont want anyone to know...so I'm posting it in a blog...wow Im dumb...anyways....) One of the contestants sang "What hurts the Most" by Racsal Flatts. By who? Who the heck are they? A few days later I heard the same song on the radio. Cute song actually. Then, a guy came through the drive-thru at work. All decked out in a cowboy hat and listening to JRFM on his car stereo with all his hick friends, he asked me if I liked Rascal Flatts. I said I liked one of their songs....seeing as it was the only one I had ever heard. So then he was like "Do you like this one?" and he started to sing the chorus of "My Wish". What a cutie!!! All Im thinking is "now I do!!". Honestly I wouldnt mind if that guy came to serenade me every day. So anyways..the point of this story is that I ended up downloading some of their stuff. And I must say, I'm still not a country fanatic, but some of their stuff is actually pretty good. Some of it is still too country for me.

Anyways, I need to study. What a wonderful weekend. My profs like me so much they schedule 2 midterms in the 2 days following my birthday. And a happy birthday to you guys too jerks!! no Im kidding. Im in university..what do I expect? Happy studying!

Peace

Monday, February 26, 2007

Swtichfoot






too lazy to type anything, but they say a picture is worth a thousand words. This is inspired by Lynn's blog. I love Switchfoot.


Friday, February 23, 2007

Lent.....I know I'm a couple days late...

I have always joked about my mom giving up being pregnant for lent as I was her last child and was born on Ash Wednesday, which just happened to fall on March 4th 1987, and has never fallen on my Birthday again...yet. So the conclusion is this, either she decided to give up having me taking up space in her body for lent, or I decided to cease being a fetus for lent, whichever the case, that day 20 years ago changed everything...well I'm here arent I? So perhaps in the 40 day period between my birth and my first Easter..with my baptism squeezed somewhere in the middle there, my parents decided that 3 was enough children to have in one family. I was probably in this time frame in which my dad sprouted his first grey hairs.

But, putting all theories aside, why do we give things up for lent? I have always wondered this question. Are we any less Christian if we dont? I dont think so. I see it as more of a personal thing. If giving something up that you eat too much of or spend too much time doing helps you to understand/appreciate/meditate on God's sacrifice to man and the ressurection, then all power to you. If you do it beacause everyone else does, then I think you need to rethink your decision. We can never understand the sacrifice God made for us, but if giving up something allows you to spend more time focussing on God or reading the Bible, then your decision has purpose. So basically what I'm saying here is dont give up somthing for lent if it is just because your friends are.

I've always wanted to give up homework/school for lent and see if something like that could actually fly if you claim it is for Religious purposes, but Im pretty sure a University dean would not buy that.

Sometimes what i like to do is instead of giving something up, I like to add something/ do something more. For example actually set aside time to read my Bible and pray every day, not just when my school/work schedule can allow time. Or take a walk everyday...no matter what the weather and just take in God's creation. No matter how many times you take the same walk, there is always somthing new to take in.

But thats all for now. Im pretty tired, so Im not even sure if this all makes sense...

peace

Boersma

Saturday, February 10, 2007

Bubble Toes

I need a break from studying...on a Saturday...woohoo!..well actually it could be worse, I could be working ;) Here's some things that I've been noticing about the differences between a public university with 22,000 students vs. a Christian Highschool with 500 students...

You know you have ventured into the "real world" of school when...


...There is a flavored condom dispenser instead of a tampon machines in the girl’s washroom.

...Your TA drops the F-bomb like a clumsy fool more than saying useful information.

...People you know have sex with TAs thus getting better grades.

...One of the most popular days of the week is Thursday…pub night.

...Evolution is accepted as a common knowledge truth with no questions asked. Creation just isnt an option. (not to say evolution cant exist...I like to believe that God created us with the ability to best suit our environment....who really knows though)

...People make-out on the bus on the way to school.

...Your prof swears.

...Your personal space is violated while riding the bus. (because they’re so stinkin’ crowded!!) Spooning on the bus!! my favourite past time I'm not gonna lie.

...Birth control classes are offered followed by a free gift of condoms for all (but we all know the best birth conrol is not to have sex in the first place! DUH!)

...STD twister is offered as a fun game to distract you in the hallways between classes. (actually its very educational...and its twister a win-win!! right)

...a girl can "work out" in the gym without a bra on and half a t-shirt without getting kicked out. (honestly it was the nastiest thing I have ever witnessed. And workout was in quotations since all she was doing was bicep curls minus the curls. it was basically her bicep twitching from a fully contracted position to a near-fully contracted position. That is to say, she was barely moving her arm whatsoever. And the t-shirt thing...she had cut a shirt just below the sleeves so it was basically a cylinder of fabric wrapped around her bra-less body and barely staying in position. What a creaper!!)

...there is a club for gays and lesbians ("Out on Campus")...although they encourage anyone to come.

...clubs are off-limits due to racial differences (they wouldnt let me join the "Canadianized Asian Club"...I was pretty choked about that....they have a cotton candy machine! it makes cotton candy!!)

Well thats all I got for now. Feel free to add whatever you want to this list as it is in no way in full completeness.

I should go study up on some sports injuries and the like...good times...

Boersma

**note** please pray for my grandma...she just got a pacemaker and she got moved to a rehab centre now, but she still is pretty confused and might be getting dimensia or something.

side note little story....kinda has to do with this pst I guess.

So just yesterday, me and Adana...or Adana and I, I guess I shuld say, were checking out what kind of Valentines day events were going on in Convo Mall (big central area outside where convocation takes place at grad time...) and we were standing there when this guy comes up with a bag holding something that looks like a sucker. He asked us if we wanted one...I thought yummmm sucker...or course I want one! so he was like "here you go..I dont know what flavour it is" I say "thats okay" and go to take a little look-see to determine the flavour I got. As I glimpse the packaging which, hidden below celophane (sp) was a perfect square little package with the word "Lifestyles" on it. Im thinking uh oh....flip it over to see the other side....ummmm Adana...we just said yes to getting a free condom....flavoured condom. awkward!!! so we just walked away and tossed them out and that was that. I guess they expect everyone to be "getting some" on valentines day, but that just isnt me. :S

Saturday, February 03, 2007

direction...?

It's that time of year again. Midterm season. Perfect timing for a nice juicy sweet blog... I have 3 midterms next week, which means I'm going to be super cool and have no life for the next couple of days...unless something fun comes up...no,no..need to study :P University seems to be getting better now that I'm pretty sure I know what I want. I can be so indecisive at the best of times, but I'm pretty much set on a major in Kinesiology with a Bio minor. I feel like such a nerd saying this, but I am actually really excited about a course I'm taking right now. It's called Sports injuries: Prevention and Rehab...and its all about, well what the title says...injury in sport, how to prevent them, and should an injury occur, how to help the athlete get back to how they were. The course is taught by an actual doctor...not just a prof who uses the prefix "doctor" in his name. This guy has his own medical practise and also works for a variety of minor sports teams in the lower mainland as their team physician. Then the TA who teaches us how to examine injuries to determine what they are..and then how to tape up joints (like ankle taping etc.) he's a physiotherapist at UBC and works for their sports teams as well.

The best part is, that by completing this course as well as a CPRC/first aid course you can get a BC sports aid certificate and work as a volunteer for different sporting events and teams...which also gives an inside edge if you want to volunteer for the 2010 olympics...so exciting~!!!

I need to practise my tape jobs...anyone have a sore ankle??

Ewww...kinda gross story...I will shorten it to a nutshell since this is getting kind of long for me..
On my little Community shuttle bus this morning....a guy 2 seats infront of me puked on the ground of the bus. The bus driver had to pull over and clean it up with paper towels and he sent the guy out of the bus to clean himself off with the paper towel. I felt so bad for the busdriver..thats such a nasty job the poor guy. It's days like this that they probably feel they dont get paid near enough for the job they do. I have that feeling at work somtimes. Good old Whalley. Needless to say I just barely got to school in time to hand in my assignment.

I need to sleep now...

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Sunday, December 31, 2006

Wake me up when December ends...

I am officially exhausted.

This month has been so incredibly crazy I have barely had time to blink!
exams...work...playing piano for Christmas...playing piano for a wedding...seeing relatives...trying to catch up with everybody...making time for family.
This has led me to being so busy this month that I woke up this morning and realized it was December 31st...the last day of the year...New Year's Eve. Is this how I want to remember my first New Years event as a non-minor. Not that I would want to get wasted and forget everything and feel like shit tomorrow or anything, but seriously. So here we are, 6:30 pm...not feeling well...at home...deciding if I want to go to the fireworks at Central City and if the bands that will be there are worth $10....being Dutch the answer would be probably not.

But then again...what is so bad spending New years with the siblings? Catching up with my sister that I havent seen for months....playing games...aka schooling them all including my sister's boyfriend ;)...and just having a good time. There's good food, good company, no parents home, and I can sit around in my PJs (the one perk of not feeling well...although I wear pajamas all the time anyway..at home that is...)

So maybe this isnt the most memorable New Year's ever, but it doesn't need to be. Lord willing I will have more.

What if you knew you would die tomorrow? How would you live differently? ...something to think about.


HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

Friday, December 15, 2006

The Tree That Dutchness "Bought"...



Pictured above is this year's Christmas tree. A pretty normal tree, decorated, green, smells like tree. Sounds normal to me. This is the result of the epitome of Dutchness. We actually found this tree tossed out by someone up our street, lying on the side of the road. It likes what they say, "one man's junk is another man's treasure". I'm not gonna lie to you...I'm pretty sure this is the nicest tree we've ever had. Usually we are so cheap that we pick out the cheapest 10 dollar trees at Art Napp...and I must say, Charlie Brown would be proud....we like to honor the fellow with sparse, pathetic Christmas trees. Even the fake tree we have, and I must note this was bought on Boxing Day SOOO DUTCH!! I cant believe it...but even the fake tree is a Charlie Brown tree. Wow we're lame. But I love it.

Horray for free trees!!

Monday, December 11, 2006

Chicken Milk

I can't believe it's that time of year again. The blissful awakening. The period of serenity between finishing exams and discovering your lowly grades. Ahhh what bittersweet pleasures. Ok, so I'm not completely finished yet, I still have one exam left, but it was for an arts course about "The Fundamentals of Music"...so pretty much stuff I've been learning my whole life so far. Pretty easy? I say yes.

Lots has happened so far this December, and it is only the 11th. (2 weeks till Christmas!!!) I guess this will be just a quick update for all..no lengthy stories this time just key points. We'll see how it goes though..this paragraph is already way longer than planned.

- I discovered the other day when reading the French side of an egg nog carton that directly translated, it means "Chicken Milk". YUK!! That was a bit of a turnoff. Do I still drink egg nog? Indeed I do!!! By the way...how do you milk a chicken?

- It will be four years on Wednesday since my mom had cancer. Yahoo!! So as long as we dont have any shocking discoveries between now and then...it looks like we have to celebrate. One more year and she hits the big 5-year mark.

- This past weekend my grandma was in the hospital for tests. She hasnt been doing so well lately, but she was doing good enough to be sent home. I pray I can still spend at least one more Christmas with her before she dies. It's her favourite time of year.

- exams!! I never knew I could be so satisfied with a C in school. It means I pass!! YAY!!..although I'm still waitng for grades..so I dunno yet.

- SNOW!! WOOHOO!!! There is still a small lump by our drive-way...I should put it in the freezer and treasure it forever.

- I'm playing for a wedding on the 30th...I'm pretty sure I'm excited and I'm sure I'm terrified, I'm not gonna lie to you. This is my first wedding I've actually taken part in and I really dont want to screw up. I guess I should practise for a million hours or so.

- I am playing in Church on Christmas morning as well...just because all the better pianists are out of town. Hehe so they get stuck with me! SUCKERS!! Just kidding...hopefully that goes well. I love Christmas music.

- My dad got me an advent calendar...(because I bugged him about not getting me one)..and I realised they lost their charm to me. The chocolate is pathetic...not that Im a chocolate expert, I just know what I like. I feel old.

So I think thats about it. I probably forgot a bunch of stuff. But this is getting long enough. So I will spare you the time and energy.

Peace

Boersma out!

Saturday, November 18, 2006

update

well, in my last post, I told you about a guy from work who had a heart attack. He was in the hospital in a coma in critical condition. The other night, he had two more heart attacks and then died. So..not so good news. The sad thing was his wife called in when he was still in a coma and asked if it would be ok if she took a few days off. Such devotion to their job. Kudos to that attitude but in no way should anyone have to work under those circumstances.

Have you looked at the mountains yet today? So beautiful. First day of the "snow sport" season. Glorious

Anywho...I'm out

Monday, November 13, 2006

Death by Chocolate

Wow! What a weekend!
It all started out Friday night. I had to work from 10pm to 5am...The beloved late-night shift in wonderful Whalley. It all went pretty well, except for the fact that I was in drive-thru for 7 hours and it was cold!! So cold that when I went to drive home there was even some frost on the window. It was a pretty uneventful night aside from some guy trying to pay for his food with a fake 50 that I drenched in water to prove to him it was fake and that I couldn't give it back.

On Saturday I went curling for the first time with my Young Adults group from church. What a blast! And I actually didn't suck as bad as I thought I would. I'm still feeling it a little in the "rectus femorus" of my quadriceps muscle group. Yay anatomy...and in my right tricep. And I have to say I had quite to "Olympic-style" shot much by chance the other night knocking the other teams stone out of the circle and then landing mine in the very epicenter of curling goodness...the lovely little yellow circle! What a fluke!

So then on Sunday I got called in to work from 7pm-midnight..and then called again to ask if I'd stay till 2...and then when I got there they asked if I'd stay till 3. Apparently only 1 person had been scheduled to do the late-night shift. We ended up with 3 after calling in another person.
But here's the kicker of my weekend. If you read nothing else in this post be sure to read this.

THE KICKER!!:
We have an older Fijian couple that comes in every night around 11:30 to clean our restaurant's lobby. When they arrived however, the wife came running up and banged on the door and the guy who was up front in drive-thru heard and came running out. He found her husband unconscious in the front seat of the car with the car still running. The guy (Larry) pulled out his cell phone and called 9-1-1. They instructed him to pull the e-brake and get the man out of the car. As he went to pull the e-brake, the man's leg his the gas pedal and the car, which was in reverse, backed into the wall of the restaurant denting it and causing extensive damage to the handicapped washroom inside. Larry managed to jump onto the car so he wouldnt be hit bit it and he rode it into the wall. At this point the car had stopped. He got the man out of the car and gave him CPR because he wasn't breathing and had a very faint pulse..nothing worked. When the ambulance took him away, he wasn't breathing, had no pulse, and was foaming at the mouth. His wife was a wreck as well. One customer came in and sat with her for an hour with his arm around her, comforting her. What an angel. Such a contrast to some people who got mad at me for telling them our restaurant was temporarily closed for a medical emergency. This happened around 12:00 and we reopened at 2, but we were just so shaken up by the whole ordeal.
Please pray for this man as I still have no idea if he even lived through the night. I may have watched a man die and I wasn't able to do anything about it.

I want to be a paramedic.

Sorry for the long one, I just had some stuff to get off my chest..trust me this was definitely and "long story short" kind of thing.

It was also my mom's birthday this weekend. I made her a cake...it looks kind of funny because I couldn't find the cake-decorating tips so I had to write on it with smarties. So amateur. I hope it tastes good. :)

peace

Sunday, November 05, 2006

Blonde Moment!!

haha so not much to say, other than the fact that I have a kinda funny story that happened yesterday. I laughed at myself. So I was out with my mom (we went to Timmy ho's and then the mall) and I was driving. We put the club on the car when we got to the mall, something my mom does all the time and I never do because I dont have a key for it...logical reason to me at least. So we put on the club and went shopping for a bit. Then we got back to the car, I put the stereo faceplate back in (oh ya thats another thing we do is take out that thing for the stereo...it is Whalley after all and the car has been broken into once already...but getting back to the story)...so I put the key in the ignition...put the car in reverse and release the e-brake. Typical car starting techniques, am I right? Well, there was one thing I neglected. I backed out of our parking space and tried to turn the wheel, but there was something hindering such a movement. What was it? and more importantly..what was jabbing into my leg? It was at that moment I realised my utter stupidity and blondedness. I had negleted to take the club off the wheel, so the thing jabbing into my leg was none other than the long end of the anti-theft device we have grown to love. I have often joked about driving with the club on to see if it's possible....I still think it is if you only make one direction of turn. But that is my story. It was a good laugh. So dumb am I. Coolest kid EVER!!

peace

Friday, October 13, 2006

The Promise of Redemption

here's to snoring, fanta, and the end of midterms!!
So I just finished my last midterm for a while and it feels great. Im still at school right now though on a 2 hour break...but I'll get through it.

As the title shows, things are looking up for me a bit. I had a rough week trying to study for midterms, not being able to focus on midterms, and wondering if school ir really where I should be right now. Then I lookd into some study abroad oppertunities and i'm thinking that or taking a bit of time off to travel. Anyone wanna come ;) hehee.

Another amazing thing was my bottle of gold, FANTA!! so exciting...im trying to savour it and drink it slowly, but it makes me soo giddy and excitable that its more fun to drink it. YAY FANTA!!! I cant wait till i get home so I can pull it out of the fridge and soak up it orange-fruity-goodness that I call Fanta love. Thanks Adana for bringing it home from Mexico for moi!

Haha...funny story. So I was in class the other day sitting with some of Ricardo's friends that I met last year. One of them decided to sleep through the lecture, so he rested his head on the other guy's shoulder. There was about 10 minutes left in class when we heard a loud snort. I looked over and Amen (the guy who was sleeping) was snoring. Me and Ryan (the other guy) burst out laughing along with everyone sitting around us. Amen still did not wake up. We nudged him a bit, still he didnt wake up, so we decided to let him sleep...he had stopped snoring at this point. At the end of class we we like ...I guess we should wake him up now. I kind of want to leave him here though just for fun. Just then, he sat up in his chair, looked around, made some high-pitched noise and then fell back into his chair, resting his head on Ryan. We start laughing again, and eventually he wakes up for real this time and we told him all about it.

haha good times.

boersma out!

no wait...boersma back in again...

GO CANUCKS

boersma out!

Friday, October 06, 2006

79 days, 10 hours, and 40 minutes

From when i start this blog, that is how long it is till Christmas. WOOHOO!!! That title is also evidence to my absolute boredom in my break at school. I want to go home right now, but i have a class at 2:30. I really should be studying or doing somthing productive seeing as I have 2 midterms next week after thanksgiving, but I dont feel like it. I need a holiday. not just a one-day one...but maybe 2 weeks or so. Catch up on Z's and just veg and not have to worry about looming exams and assignments and other treacherous tasks.

Anyways, i'm feeling a lot better now after my incident on the side of the road, so that's good...but I feel like I should be telling a funny story of sorts right now cus this is getting a little dull and ...well I dont know what else, but i'm bored with it :P

The Canucks won yesterday which was the highlight of my week so far. I love winning!!...hopefully we can make this a trend, but I dont know...even with Luongo, they dont seem as good as they have been in past years. Although, the goal by Linden last night did show some promise for what kind of season he may have.

So, my sister is home for Thanksgiving and the teacher's convention this year. So that's exciting.

more to come soon....when i have some crazy adventure...or if I do something stupid :S.

79 DAYS 10 HOURS and 30 MINUTES TILL CHRISTMAS!!!

hooray for holidays!!

boersma out!

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Sick.....blech!

So I'm here spending my second day home from school and feeling crappy. It's actually kinda nasty. It all started on monday. I felt really bad at school, but I had an organic lab that is hard to make up. I had a really bad headache and I was feeling dizzy and was randomly getting hot and cold. Then on the way home with Adana, the power went out on the skytrain so we had to take a longer way home. When I finally got to Gateway, my dad was there to pick me up. But I couldnt make it home...so I ended up puking on the side of the road...in Whalley might I add. My mom thought it was funny and was telling everyone that called that night. She was all like "Elly, other people going by probably thought you were a crack head or somthing. You know...looking sick, vomiting on the side of the road." Thanks mom...that sure makes me feel a lot better. Well good to say I'm feeling a little better now, but I havent really eaten much in the past few days now and I'm not even hungry. So needless to say I am home from school and I plan on calling in sick tonight.

I hate being home alone during the day though. It is soooo incredibly boring. just talk shows and soaps on TV....and not much fun to be had. So I think I'm gonna go now and rest somewhere.....watch some talk shows...good times...:S

peace

Friday, September 08, 2006

and it all got deleted

so I ignored the warning signs the computer gave me and clicked "OK" anyways, so my entire post got deleted. So I will start agian. This one will be much less wordy however because I am sick of typing the original, but I wiill summarize for you...yes "wiill" with 2 "I"s just cause I want to break the rules ;) Yesterday i had my day off which was super awesome. I actually got to sleep in for the first time in 2 days (sweeeeet!). But I spent the whole day doing the homework I've already been given, which is lame. So if you ever want to entertain me on a Thursday or even a wednesday night...lets hang out!

Well not much left other than the fact that I am super bored right now. I have a 2 hour break till 2:30 when I can go to lab orientation. woohoo *sarcasm* for chemistry. So here I am just sitting in the library with nothing to do, exchanging glances with the guy at the computer across from ine. And might i add...quite the looker;) heehee. Alright so thats enough for now. This has been quite the abbreviated version of what i had before, but maybe that's a good thing.

i'm still working at McDic's, and getting sicker and sicker of it as the days go on. to make it worse they keep screwing up my schedule. I'm thinking of throwing in the towel soon, but I like getting money and I dont feel like applying at other places in the middle of the semester so I'm thinking of just leaving it till december and then ditching those fools. We'll see....there's some cool people that work there so its kinda fun sometimes...and then other times it sucks. :P

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

what's in a name

Well, if you didnt notice I changed the name of my blog. No real reason other than the fact that I had no idea where the original name came from in the first place. Come to think of it, I dont know where this one came from either, but we'll try it out for a while to see how it fits.

So summer is going pretty good, but I'm finding for the first time I'm not dreading the return of school. Does that mean I'll enjoy it when it comes? I highly doubt that. But I think it will be a nice change to working tons at McDonalds for low wages and being forced to pretend I'm happy even if I'm not. Seriously though, I'm a pretty happy and friendly person, but there are times when I just want to yell at some customers 'cus they are just so incredibly annoying and frustrating and many other negative things.

Speaking of Summer, I took some vacation time off work (much needed let me assure you) so I could help my sister move to Terrace. The whole family is going and camping up there and helping her move all her stuff so she can teach at the Christian school up there. Well...what happened was we couldnt find someone to take care of our dog while we were gone and she doesnt do so well with car trips we discovered the last time we drove to and camped in Northern BC, so we thought it best she stays in Surrey. The problem is she cant stay with people who have cats because she has this thing against cats (she is a dog you know)...seriously though she bit the neighbours cat a while ago. So I'm gonna be house-sitting for a little while....and my parents are ok with this...and they want me to have frineds over the whole time...and they want me to have a party. sounding a little wierd yet? Is that what you would call trust? Hopefully I dont blow it or I could ruin whatever trust they have in me. So between about the 17th and the 23rd of August feel free to stop by, hang out , party it up whatever you want cus the house is all mine.

So I'm guessing this week will be a blast...but I'll let you know when it's over and my parents ground me for life....hopefully not...I'll try to be good.

peace

elly