Happy 1st Birthday Bumble

Happy Halloween

14 Thousand Dollars

I am so stressed out right now. Unbelieveably stressed. My stomach is in knots and flip flopping. My hands are shaking and I can barely concentrate. I found out yesterday that my student loan for school wasn't approved and unfortunately I do not have 14 thousand dollars laying around. I have a meeting at noon to see if I can pay for school somehow. Otherwise, I can't attend class this afternoon.
I hope that I can find 14 thousand dollars somewhere. (Without a student loan from the government I can not afford to go to school again.)I just want to know how a school can charge that much for education? Seriously, you want people in the medical field but you make the programs so ridiculously expensive that no one can afford it. I don't understand.
I really want to go to school, I am enjoying it so much and it feels right. I still did my homework and everything for today, I studied for two exams. One is a WHMIS exam and I studied, don't they know that WHMIS bores me to death and I can think of worse things that I would rather do than WHMIS?
I hope I can work something out, because I do not want to work at "Party Packagers, your perfect party superstore" for the rest of my life.

Day 3 of School

Today will be my third day of school, and so far I am enjoying it. However, today we are learning WHMIS. Last month, when I had to WHMIS for work, I said "If I have to do WHMIS one more time this year, I am going to dump acid on my eyes and end it all." I realise that it's a bit extreme, but seriously, I could do it in my sleep. I have done WHMIS every year since grade nine, that's six years of WHMIS. Grrrrr. stupid WHMIS.
Yesterday we did some anatomy (which I love), we learned the classifications of cavities, the names of all the teeth in the mouth, the names of the different surfaces. It was much better than the first day. The first day we read out loud the chapter on microbiology. SOOOO BORING! The homework is brutal, hours and hours of it and this is just prestudy.
I have the first two weeks of school off from work, so I get to miss all the Halloween crap. I hear it's brutal and extremely busy. But I'm not there so I don't care. Melanie, my latest partner in crime, texts me everyday, telling me how much she hates it and wants me to come back. I can't blame her, I am pretty entertaining. We do a whole lot of nothing all day, well we play dress up. I have been a cop, an indian princess, an airline attendant, a Ruby Goddess (whatever that is). My fav costume though is Bat Girl. I've worn that one a couple times. Melanie has been a cowgirl, a cop, and I don't even know what else. We have probably tried on the majority of the women's costumes. The scariest costume Melanie ever wore was .... Michael Jackson. Pretty Creepy.
Tonight, I am going shopping with my Mom. I have to get the rest of my school supplies...scrubs for the clinic, a lab coat and safety googles. I'm sure it's going to be pretty hot. Maybe I will take a picture and post it.
Tomorrow Saw V opens up and I am very excited. Spencer and I have watched the first four to make sure we know what is happening when we go to see it tomorrow night. it is rumoured that Donnie Wahlberg will be reprising his role as Eric Matthews.



And he is taking me to Applebee's. I've never been there before but we can't keep going to Crabby Joe's together or they are going to put us to work, most of the servers know us by name.
Saturday, we are going to one of my fav places, the Pumpkin Patch. We need us some pumpkins. Ruby is terrified of them and I can't wait to see Bumble's reaction - after all he is afraid of his own reflection.

It looks like it's going to be a great weekend.
Hope you have a great weekend too.
P.S. I love hearing NKOTB on the radio again, I crank it in the car when Spencer is driving. I think he dies a little inside when I do that to him.

I am really excited to start this new adventure, I am going to school in 14 days. I can honestly say that I am really happy about this decision. I am excited about it and can't wait to start. I never felt this way about Advertising. Ever. I am going to begin a one year dental assisting program. It's disgustingly expensive, the numbers turn my stomach but let's not worry about that. My job is going as well as it could be I guess. I don't really like the job but it pays 25cents more than minimum wage, I work days and never weekends. It has it's positives. Plus, I love money, and now I have more of it. I work in a party store with lots of costumes, accessories and stuff. I play a ton of dress up and they encourage that, so I'm pretty lucky that I get paid to do that. The store is also going to let me work afternoons and not evenings and weekends when I'm in school which I really like because, that's what high school pukes are for, I hated high school kids even when I was one.
On Sunday, my mom, Shawn, Spencer and myself went to Windsor to see relatives. My mom's cousin just had a baby at the end of July and we have been dying to see her. She is so adorable. We had a great time and I will let my mom fill you in on the rest when she isn't suffering from a cold.
That's all that's new with me, just keeping busy very busy.

Let's talk about Sex

In the words of Salt 'n' Pepa,
"Let's talk about sex baby, let's talk about you and me. Let's talk about all the good things and the bad things"
Tonight, I came across an article about teen sex. It is based on a study of high school students male and female in grades 9 and 11. It discusses, peer pressure or being bullied in to sex. Apparently the article inspired some people to begin a heated debate on the topic.
Take some time to read the article and some of the comments then, I would really like to hear your opinion on the topic.

http://ca.lifestyle.yahoo.com/family-relationships/blog/anndouglas/761/high-school-confidential-27-percent-of-teen-girls-and-10-percent-of-teen-boys-pressured-into-unwanted-sex

My opinion is this...
Girls and boys can both feel pressured in to sex. Not all young males are the horny devils that many perceive them to be. Some boys can feel pressured or bullied in to doing "it." Boys too can feel scared, nervous, unprepared or just not ready. Some boys could be saving themselves. Just because they don't say it, doesn't mean they don't feel that way. Some boys are ready, some boys do have sex, some boys put pressure on their partner to have sex but this can go two ways.
Typically, we hear from girls about feeling pressured or bullied in to sex. Or using oral sex as a way to avoid intercourse. (Oral sex is considered sex too, it is still the action of giving a part of yourself to another person just like intercourse.) However, just as much as boys, girls can put pressure on their partner to have sex. Girls can persuade their partner into participating when they know their partner has said "No."
There is a difference between rape and what this article talks about - we all have free will, we all have the right to say "No," however our partners may disregard our feelings and find ways to persuade the opposite sex. Rape is when despite your best efforts to say "No" or fight the person off, they force themselves on to you. Rape can take place when one is intoxicated or unable to say "No." It is up to each person to voice their concerns but are we always able? Are we always willing? How comfortable are we with that person to really say to them "I'm not ready." As a high school student or young adult you don't always have the confidence to say "No" and really stand up for what we believe in. High school puts pressure on young adults in many different forms and this is just one of them, but just as much as a student should do their homework or study for their midterm, their parents should take the time to be truly open and honest about healthy sexual relationships. (And, for any young readers who have parents that are not willing to talk about sex, feel free to borrow mine. They have always been honest about sex and have never really held anything back....*cough*Shawn.)
Eventually, everyone will have sex, it is a natural part of life. We should teach children early on about healthy relationships and respecting your friends and eventually your partner.

MTV Video Music Awards

I didn't watch the awards show because like every other awards show I couldn't be bothered with it. Usually, I just browse the million and one pictures or articles carelessly strewn about the Internet.
The MTV awards caught my attention because apparently Britney Spears was on her very best behaviour. I have been secretly rooting for her over the last year, but not like the crying guy on youtube who wants to be Britney Spears. She looked great, she was gracious and most of all she didn't perform.



Of course Miley Cyrus was there, talk about a kid with split personality is she Hannah Montana or Miley Cyrus? I never know, all I know is that I'm not a fan.



Miley Cyrus made friends with Katy Perry. I am undecided on her. She has the "I kissed a girl" song. I tried so hard to hate it but it was so damn catchy and it was stuck in my head all the time so I came to love it. However her clothing choice is not winning me over.



What can I say about Rihanna. Well, I enjoy her music the first two times I hear a song and then it becomes overplayed, and much like watching an awards show I can't be bothered.



Has anyone noticed how much cuter Ashlee Simpson is now that she fixed her nose? However with her new marriage and a baby on the way, I'm sure MTV will be throwing a reality tv show contract at them. And like her sister's marriage it will collapse into the sea with the chicken of the sea. Since their music careers have come to a stop, they have been promoting their own clothing line. I'm not sure if their musical careers came to a stop because her album isn't very good or if everyone is sick and tired of Fallout Boy playing the same three songs except with different lyrics. Who knows but for some reason, they were there.



Demi Moore also attended the awards show, not sure why, but she was there. I suspect that it's because she is a cougar and she has finally noticed what a tool Ashton Kutcher is and that he will never change. So she is on the hunt for some new, young male flesh. However, I hope someone warned her to stay away from the Jonas Brothers, they have promise rings and won't fall into her womanly traps so easily.



Pink was also there, she has a new single out but I have not heard it yet. I usually love seeing Pink because she always has such awesome hair and she is much more unique than the other female artists who walk the red carpet. I was hoping to see a wicked hairstyle that I could imitate but this one - I don't think so, I really like the cut but definitely not the color.



I did not recognize this next celeb. She very much like Pink sometimes likes to break the female popstar mould and this was no exception. Christina Aguilera attended wearing what I think may be a dress, can anyone identify this clothing piece for sure?



Last but certainly not least, Lindsay Lohan. She has become disgustingly thin. As Spencer put it "She looks like a bobble head toy. Do you see the resemblance, come on tell me you see it?" Yes, I definitely see it. In her best interest someone should point her in the direction of the nearest McDonald's and order her a supersize Big Mac combo.



In the end, it was just another typical night in Hollywood, except Nicole Scherzinger, the lead singer of the Pussycat Dolls was there and for once she was wearing an acceptable amount of clothing.

A random update with completely random photos that have absolutely nothing to do with what I am talking about

Just for your enjoyment...
I currently have a part time job, I started two weeks ago and it is definately not where I want to be. I keep reminding myself how much I dislike so that my drive to find a job in my field will not disipate. The only good thing is that I am making my own money again. And we all know how much I LOVE money. All the clothes and shoes I have dreamed of can be purchased. Thank God.
I will be getting the Adobe Creative Suite very soon and I could not be more excited because it means that I can get some freelance work. I can also finish up some projects from school to add to my portfolio. Can't wait for it to come. :)
I am counting down the days to a very special event, the NKOTB reunioun tour. We have tix to the first date of the tour...13 days. I have a good feeling Shawn and Spencer will be very drunk. Actually they told me so it's more than a feeling. That also means that we will be doing some shopping in Toronto at the Eaton's Centre.

Where is the Girl Power

Recently, I have been paying attention to the music my sister Jess listens to, mostly to bug her about it or confuse names on purpose to drive her a little batty.
Anyways, I have noticed the clothing or lack there of that these girl groups are wearing. It's sickening. They are supposed to be role models to the youth.
The Pussycat Dolls and Girlicious are two of the biggest girl groups right now. They are produced by the same people and sing the same kind of crap. There really is no difference between them. Neither group is more talented or attractive than the other.
The only difference is one group has more skanklicious members.

Girlicious


Pussycat Dolls


Spice Girls


The Spice Girls much like other girl bands were not particularily talented, however they promoted Girl Power and encouraged young girls to be the best they could be. At least the Spice Girls had something to stand for, something to believe in, what do these girls offer? Fashion tips on hwo to be the best skank you can be? How to wear the least amount of clothing? Apparently to be successful, you have to be willing to leave your dignity and self respect at home with your clothing. You don't have to be talented or attractive just willing to take off your clothes like a stripper, appear in almost soft porn music videos and promote wearing your underwear in public while dancing on cars, in alleys, streets, whatever the creative director feels will give these girls more media attention. How sad is it that for young women to live their dreams they have to settle for this and leave their morals behind. So I ask you "Where is the Girl Power?"

Road Trip Part 2

After we packed and left the hotel in London, we began the two hour drive to Toronto. We had our cooler of food crammed into the back seat and ate lunch on the road. We had our ipods hooked up to the FM transmitter and drove like hell to get to Toronto because the Mayhem festival had started at 1pm.
Because Spencer had made us late to Billy Idol I could basically get away with whatever I wanted. We listened to most of the Spice Girls Greatest Hits CD. He also enjoyed a few Big 'n' Rich songs including "Hillbillies Like it in the Hay" and I sang a lot. Why is it that when people are in their cars they think no one else can see them? I embarrassed myself a ton but what do I care, I will never see these people in their cars ever again. It was highway karoke. Eventually, I put on some Slipknot to get us in the mood for some Mayhem Fest!
When we arrived to downtown Toronto, it was as if ever street we needed to be on had been ripped to shreds due to construction. It was a special type of hell. Spencer was getting really stressed out and very vocally loud...at me. We got to the Delta Chelsea but had no idea where to park or where the main entrance was, so obviously I had get out of the car and look for it. We went to the underground parking garage. This is quite possibly the smallest parking garage I have ever been in. It had one lane for traffic yet there were signs all over the place that said "Share the road" I am not sure how in the world that could be possible because the corners and ramps of the parking garage...long story short the front end of Spencer's car ate some cement wall. Thankfully, it was only cosmetic damage. It could have been way worse and I am so grateful that it wasn't as bad as we had expected.
We checked into the hotel, and collapsed. It was an extremely exhausting two hour drive especially the last half hour. We quickly got ready, me in my Rancid shirt, spiked belt and dirty jeans. I forgot my hoodie and of course it was cold, with the high risk of rain. It never rained, or I would have cried. We navigated our way to Downsview Park which was really far from the hotel. We didn't drive either because we didn't want to pay for parking again. The hotel already gouged us for $26 to park there for the night. We realized that Slipknot and Disturbed didn't come on for at least four hours. We had no money and no one that we wanted to see except for Slipknot and Disturbed. We sat in some wet grass for hours.
Disturbed finally came on stage after what felt like forever. I didn't see the performance at all because I am too short and there were some rather tall people in front of me. Once it was dark, Slipknot came on and performed for a little over an hour. Of course they played one of my fav songs and their new song "Psychosocial" which is quickly growing on me.
We had no money for shirts or anything and Spencer was a little upset about it. We were walking towards the exit after the show when Spencer tripped over a box. It was a small box but heavy. Spencer carried it all the way back to the hotel. We opened it to discover 50 magazines with Kat Von D on the cover.
We finally crawled into bed at around 12am. Check out was at 11am.
In the morning, I let Spencer sleep in as long as he possibly could. I packed everything up and started stacking our stuff by the front door. 15 minutes before we had to leave a maid came bursting through the door and was trying to rush us out so she could clean our room. I was pissed about it.
The line up for guests to check out seemed to go on forever, we paid for parking and could not wait to get out of Toronto.
We got on the highway only to be stuck in a traffic jam. There was some construction on the highway and one lane was closed. As we inched closer to the construction we began to see emergency vehicles speed on to the highway further ahead of us. There was smoke everywhere. We finally caught up to the emergency vehicles and watched as firefighters tried to put out a truck that was on fire. A one hour drive took almost three. It was an exhausting drive and when we finally got home, I slept for hours.
The concert road trip was a lot of fun, but I don't think we will be doing it again any time soon.

Road Trip Part 1

On Thursday, Spencer and I began our concert road trip. We had a cooler of food, enough money for gas and $10 for Timbits and coffee from my mom. Our first stop on the road trip was London, Ontario to see Def Leppard with special guest Billy Idol.
We all know how I feel about Billy Idol.
We arrived in London, checked into our hotel and ate dinner before getting ready. The room we were staying in had a full kitchen, not that I would know what to do with it. It was a really great hotel and thanks to Spencer's job we paid $20 for the night. I was rushing around getting ready for Billy Idol and Spencer was watching Family Guy. I was getting really, extremely stressed out because I did not want to be late for the concert especially since Billy Idol was opening for Def Leppard.
I'm waiting by the door, itching to go when Spencer decides he has to go to the bathroom. We were late for the concert...I missed Billy Idol's opening song. We couldn't find out seats so I missed some more. I was so angry. If I would have done this to him, he would have felt the same way I did. He bought me a shirt to make up for it or at least try. It didn't make it better but hey now I have a new Billy shirt that fits. Well, I still cram into my Devil's Playground shirt, it's actually what I wore to the concert with faded jeans and a spiked belt.
We got to our seats and I was mesmerized as usual by Steve's guitar playing. I stared off into space as he played. I could watch him play guitar all day long. Billy performed a short set maybe an hour long, I was disappointed. He didn't play "Hot in the City", "Sweet Sixteen" and a few others which kinda sucked and I missed him play most of "Flesh for Fantasy" because of a certain someone.
After Billy Idol finished I was ready to go. I had completely forgotten about Def Leppard.
I am not a huge Def Leppard fan, but it I do love "Pour Some Sugar on Me" and they played it of course. They were awesome, and they did an excellent show.
After the concert we walked back to the hotel, grabbed something to eat and then went to sleep. We had to be up early to pack and head to Toronto for the Mayhem Festival.









To be continued...

I was punched in the face by punk rockers

Sunday we started the concert season. This year we kicked off the season by going to see one of my fav punk bands. We saw Rancid. It was awesome even though Rancid isn't very good live. There were two opening bands. They were okay, again not that great.
During the set up for the second warm up band, Spencer and I decided to get closer to the stage so that when Rancid was playing we could see them. Little did I know that I was standing in what is known as "the death zone." The first chord was plucked on that beat up Fender and people around me lost their minds and started moshing. My heart was racing, people were smashing into me and I was getting tossed around "the death zone." I lost Spencer in the crowd of lunatics, I became frantic, I started pushing back to get to Spencer so I could get the hell out of there. Next thing I know there is a fist in my face. It wasn't a very hard punch but enough for me to start pushing harder so I could get as far away from the "zone." My face wasn't bruised, not even a slight mark, I'm glad that my beautiful face wasn't smashed. Spencer saw the terror in my eyes and scooped me up, in seconds he had knocked over what seemed like a million punk rockers. I'm still wondering, what kind of people mosh to a warm up band???
I stayed on the side lines as people continued to smash each other around and then pick each other up off the beer soaked floor. I waited impatiently for Rancid to come out and play. It seemed like an eternity.
After an eternity of waiting Lars and Tim came on stage. They played Fall Back Down, Roots Radicals, Olympia, Old Friend, Black and Blue, Ruby Soho and they closed the show with Time Bomb. I'm disappointed that they didn't play Red Hot Moon, Salvation, California Sun and a few others. I was concerned that they weren't going to play Time Bomb but that was their encore, it was such a relief. I have the song on video thanks to my digital camera. And you can actually hear the song over the screaming. Well, I still can't hear but hey, I saw Rancid and it was awesome.
Tomorrow night, I'm going to see Billy Idol and Def Leppard. I'm practicing my fist pumps in excitement.

Sunoco

Yesterday I applied for a job as a technical writer, it would be fantastic money if I could get the position. I'm really hoping to hear from someone soon. Yesterday, I just kicked my own ass outta bed and walked to a temp agency where I registered. I have to finish an interview with them tomorrow at 8:30am.
In the meantime I have a bone to pick with a Sunoco gas station. The other night Spencer and I were out with my mom and we decided to stop and get some gas for the car. Spencer went out to pump the gas and he realised that the pump was not working,yet the meter kept going up. He went inside and talked to the clerk so the clerk reset the pump and Spencer tried again. Same problem. Meanwhile my visa was being charged for $30.00 of gas we did not recieve. Spencer once again goes into the store and speaks to the clerk. The clerk comes out and gives it a try. Nothing. So the clerk tells us "It's a problem with your gas tank" - still not sure how its a problem on our end. So, my Visa was charged a total of $1.34 because the pump was broken and the clerk had pumped almost $11 worth of air into the tank. And my mom let me use her debit card to pay for the tank full of air. The best part is that when you pay at the pump with a credit card, the credit card company holds a $100 off your card until the transaction is finished. However the transaction is not finished until the owner of the gas station files his papers or whatever at the end of the week. In the end, we have no gas, no money available on Visa to get gas somewhere else and my mom is out $10 for air. My favorite part of that is that all the manager of the gas station just has to spend five minutes on the phone, call Visa, tell them what the actual transaction was and the rest of my money will be released back to the card. The clerk that night gave us the number to contact the manager and we have heard nothing. We called last night and he wasn't there so the new clerk gave us the manager's cell phone number. We left a message on his cell phone and still nothing. The longer he waits, the more irate I become. He's lucky that Spencer wants to deal with him and doesn't want me to - at least not yet. Oh and if my mom gets a hold of the gas station manager he's going to be in more trouble then he can possibly imagine.

Life is unfair.
I'm still unemployed with little hope for finding a job in my field.
It's discouraging to look for jobs and find nothing, either I am unqualified for the position, do not have enough experience or can't get to the job because it is out of town. I'm not ready to find a crappy minimum wage job but I am getting pretty restless and lacking routine. And neither of those things are good for me.
I'm getting bored, really bored
but I am reading a lot of books.
I have read two books in less than a week which were "The Memory Keeper's Daughter" by Kim Edwards and "Mistaken Identity" by Don and Susie Van Ryn and Newell, Colleen and Whitney Cerak. Both very good books, obviously because I read them in about a week.
I have started on "Wicked" by Gregory Maguire and then I will be starting "Island of Lost Girls" by Jennifer McMahon. "Island of Lost Girls was reccommended by People Magazine and received some decent reviews so we will see how it turns out. Next on my list to read are:
"Confessions of an Ugly Stepsister" by Gregory Maguire
"Son of a Witch" by Gregory Maguire
"The Wizard of Oz" even though I have seen the movie a million times
and "To Kill a Mockingbird" I read this in high school and loved it so I would like to read it again.
My concert extravaganza will not be as great as last year due to that minor detail known as unemployment but however I have tickets to the following concerts and I am really excited.
The first concert will be Rancid, then Def Leppard with Billy Idol, then the Rockstar Energy Drink Mayhem Fest Tour featuring Slipknot and Disturbed and last but certainly not least New Kids on the Block. I want to see New Kids so badly but the sooner that day comes it will mean that the summer is over.
Last but certainly not least I just want to say that I miss my Grandpa. I would also like to ask that my Grandpa leave coins larger than pennies and dimes, I would think after 9 years we would have at least upgraded to a quater. However that is not to say that I do not appreciate finding a penny on my pillow after a bad day.

MMVA's

The MuchMusic Video Awards were last night, it's a big star studded event that takes over Queen West in Toronto. I don't really care to watch it anymore but for some reason I ended up watching the last hour of the awards show. I just have to point out one thing...Jacob Hoggard. I'm not 100% sure what he was thinking or not thinking when he went for the homeless look wearing tattered capri pants, a hot pink fanny pack, white tshirt and sweat stained head band. Oh and how could I forget that he was not wearing shoes.


I think that maybe he was going for the Tom Hanks look in Cast Away, a movie I have never ever bothered to watch all the way through.

Anyone else see the resemblence?
My favorite part of the show was watching the New Kids on the Block. I sat through an hour of awards just to watch the last ten minutes. Had I known that they were going to be at the very end of the show, I would have watched something else and just tuned in for that but it was well worth it.

So I've been out of school for two weeks now and I still have no idea what I am going to do. I have been perusing the job postings but everyone wants you to email your resume and cover letter. That is completely bizarre if you ask me, there is no personal contact, you don't get to meet the potential employee unless you decide to call them for an interview. I think it's dumb, but then again I also hate sending emails.
Yesterday was the media conference for the Athlete of the Year Award in our community. It is important to me because during my work placement I designed the logo that they will now be using. My mom and I went to the conference yesterday where they introduced the logo as well as the nominees for the award. It was cool, the local newspaper was there, one of the radio stations and the CTV crew. I talked to a few people but left as soon as I could. It was not what I thought it would be.
Anyways, if you did not watch American Idol last night here's the update...pot smoking hippie guy whose name I think is Jason was voted off which sucks because I wanted to see the hippie win. Paula Abdul was once again wearing some questionable clothing. It looked as though there may have been a dead animal on her shoulder. She should really fire her wardrobe type person. Oh yeah and Maroon 5 was on and Adam Levigne was somewhat rude, funny for me, some people not so much with the funniness.

Scrambled

I haven't blogged in a couple days because my mind is just absolutely scrambled. I was able to rewrite my capstone. My teacher was kind enough to take all my hard work and scribble and cross out anything that she didn't like or that I had done wrong. So the very day that I failed my capstone, I sat in the computer lab for a very uncomfortable seven hours. Those cheap plastic computer chairs are a special kind of torture let me tell you. I finally finished it by 5pm and handed it in, never wanting to look at it again.
Friday was my Advertising gala. The pictures are posted on my mom's blog, you just have to scroll through two posts to get to them if you haven't already seen them. The gala was okay but everyone started leaving early probably because the DJ sucked some serious ass and I picked him so props to me ...not. The food was fantastic though and that's all that really matters. There was a huge roast beef buffet followed by the biggest and tastiest dessert buffet I had ever seen in my life. Unfortunately I didn't get any pictures.
Saturday I went to the bar with Spencer and his work peeps. Spencer had a job interview at the bar... so now he has two jobs and I have none. I started getting a little too drunk so we went downstairs and enjoyed some nachos but really I wasn't having that great of a time so we decided to leave early.
I really need to start looking for a job, I have perused job websites and I have read all the job postings at the hospital since I've been there quite a bit the last two days. I applied for a copywriting job at the local newspaper only to have no luck. I have discovered on my mediocre job hunt that most places that hire advertising people are out of town and want you to have your own laptop. Well, let's think...I don't drive or even have a car. I don't have my own laptop so I will probably end up working some crappy job just to save up enough mula to get those really expensive things that I need to work in my field.
I have no idea what I am going to do or what I want to do which is why my mind is absolutely scrambled. Completely and utterly scrambled into a giant mess of everything. The Advertising program coordinator wants me to go Toronto for the Copywriting program. I'm thinking no thanks, I find Toronto a little too overwhelming after a couple of days so I think two years there won't do me any good.
Does anyone have any ideas as to what I should do? I could use a little help.

I am so nervous. I could throw up.
Dear God, please don't let me fail.

I'm at the college today, stressed out all to hell about my capstone project. (A huge pain in the ass project that encompasses everything I have learned in the last two years.) I'm almost done, all I have to do is print off my creative components in colour, bind the project all five copies and then complete my PowerPoint presentation. Not that much, really.
However, a girl who has a worse attendance record then mine, comes to the lab prints off a document that won't fit on a 8.5 X 11 sheet of paper, then leaves. (Rumour is that she failed the program...do I care? Not really, I just want the damn printer to work. I know I'm being a bitch but I have to take care of my own work.)Well the document she was trying to print off jams the printer. Normally we would go get the program coordinator and ask him to fix it. But because it is the last week of school, he is watching capstone presentations. So for the last three hours I have been triple checking all my work.
Finally another student has gone to interrupt presentations so that the rest of us can finish our work hopefully, but I'm really unimpressed.

Funerals - they are so bizarre

Today was the funeral for Shawn's sister Mary. It was very overwhelming and stressful because I often get the impression that Shawn's sisters don't like us very much. And to be in a crowded room where you feel unwelcome makes a funeral all that much more difficult. Although I did like Mary's husband Mike and her sons Chris and Justin, they are quite possibly the sweetest, kindest, most caring people I have ever met. I think that it is so unfair for them to loose someone who was so kind and caring. She was loved by many people and the outpour of support from family and friends was amazing. I feel bad that I only had the opportunity to meet her maybe once or twice and now she is gone. The last two days have felt completely surreal, I'm still waiting to wake up. One of her relatives said, that the words "she's gone" will be the hardest to say because it's the truth and if we don't say them, then it's like it never happened.
The last two days have really got me thinking though, funerals are the weirdest form of comfort a human being can seek.
We take a loved one who has passed away, clean them, dress them, put make up on them and then put them on display for everyone to come look at before putting them in the ground forever. We send flowers, cards and share memories in between the tears. We do all of this to comfort ourselves, to gain peace and understanding.
The last two days have forced me to look at Shawn's family from a different perspective and realize that maybe things can change and the feelings of awkwardness and anxiety will slowly dissipate.

Happy Birthday Spencer!!!
Happy Birthday Andrew!
I'm posting a RHCP song on my video bar for my friend Andrew who passed away this past October. We both shared a love for the RHCP and every day he would come in and sing me a line from a different RHCP song so this is for him. The first song he sang to me was Aeroplane, so it's over on the video bar. Check it out.
I will let you know my good news and a report on Spencer's birthday sometime soon!
Enjoy the weekend.

Chicken Factory

Please view the first video on the video bar. It's hilarious. Other than that I still haven't figured out the whole video bar thing so I have no idea what the other videos are but feel free to watch and let me know what they are.

OMFG!!!

I just read a rumour via the internet... get ready for this, there is a season 6 of NIp/Tuck. I can barely contain my excitement. Oh, I can't wait to get caught up on season 5.

In other news, I was able to get my archives back...Woohoo, unfortunately the spacing between my profile and links is non -exsistent. But you win some and you lose some.

Shot through the heart: The report on the Bon Jovi concert

Thursday night, was the night I had been waiting for since I discovered those Bon Jovi tickets that were meant for my birthday.
I was ecstatic, I was bragging to everyone, I just couldn't wait. The night finally came and I was still excited, then Jon broke my heart. Things will never be the same between us.
My biggest issue was he did not play enough of the Slippery when wet album. Secondly he did NOT play any of his 80's/90's power ballads. No matter how loud I screamed he just didn't hear me. I think the 15 year old girls who made the shirts and banner that said "You can lay you hands on me" were disappointed as well.
At one point he came on stage and said "I'm going to play you a song that we haven't played in about ten years it's called 'Fourth of July' I hope you enjoy it." Well he started playing and everyone got up to do one of two things 1) go to the bathroom, I did and the line was as long as it was during intermission. 2) Get more beer, I considered this option but I was afraid that if I was in line for over priced drinks he might play something that I had been dying to hear so I rushed back to my seat.
He didn't, the power ballads never came.
He mostly played his new stuff, which truth be told nobody wanted to hear and nobody knew the words...so yeah. I don't mind country, I will listen to it when forced but when I go to see Bon Jovi play I want to hear all the music that made him the famous heartthrob he used to be. He may not have partied as hard as Aerosmith, the Stones, Motley Crue, Poison any of those guys but he does not look as good as everyone thinks. Close ups of your face enlarged on a big screen is probably not the best idea when you are almost 50. His dancing or "bootyshaking" as Jon calls it was just awful, that man cannot dance to save his life and ripping off Mick Jagger's 'dance moves' which is more like someone pitching a hissy fit does not count as "bootyshaking." At one point throughout the night, he referred to the band as the greatest band ever because they performed for " a record breaking 5 nights in a row" He referred to the band as better than the Spice Girls (apparently he did not know I was in the audience and I love the Spice Girls), better than the Stones, better than U2...he just rambled obnoxiously about how great he was...this totally took away from the show and probably disapointed me more than anything. He was so self absorbed and self centered that it really took away from the show.
Richie Sambora who I don't like for no apparent reason needs to stop shopping at the celebrity thrift store because it was just sad. I want him to know that Crocodile Dundee called and he would like his clothes back. Also, I think Slash may be pissed that you stole his trademark hat. Keith Richards would be pissed too if he weren't so drugged up because Richie was a cheap knock off of himself.
Pretending to end the show...a million and one times is not entertaining its rather annoying, nobody likes that. At one point he "ended the show" and I was rioting inside because he had not played "Livin on a Prayer" or "Wanted Dead or Alive" but he played that "Fourth of July" crap that only a handful of people had heard of or ever enjoyed. And who comes to Canada and sings a song about an American holiday that means absolutely nothing to us?!?!?!
He did this cheesy photo montage of what I would call the worst aspects of Canada including the Toronto Blue Jays while he played "Who says you can't go home" Very upsetting to some, myself and Spencer included.
The thing that probably irritated me the most was he was playing other artists music and not his own. You would think that after 20 some odd years you would have enough material for a concert. I did not come to see you play "Twist and Shout", I did not come to hear you rip of James Brown, I came to hear you play the "Slippery When Wet" album. In the end the tour should have been titled "The lost cause" tour because his obnoxious antics were not enjoyable and people came to see him play the music that made him popular, not all of his new music. I didn't mind some of his new music, some people like it but mostly people came to see him play 80's/90's music.
However I will say that I was pleased that he played for 3 1/2 hours, I was impressed when he closed with my favorite song, I do like his newest song that features Big 'n'Rich and he does put on a hell of a show. Would I see him again? In a heartbeat and I would fight to get front row tickets. He was awesome, he was fantastic, he was obnoxious because fame has gone to his head but it was damn good. I definately got Spencer's money worth with this show and I would tell anyone who enjoys Bon Jovi that they should go because he does put on a hell of a show. It is totally worth it to put up with his ego that walks in before he does because he is talented, he is a professional and he sounds as good live as he does on a CD.
He may have broken my heart but it may only be temporarily. I think deep down, things can be reconcilled but it's going to take some time for my heart to heal.

Roll Up the Rim, to Please Play Again

Recently, Tim Horton's the biggest coffee shop in Canada has brought back the "Roll Up the Rim to Win" contest, where basically you purchase a hot beverage and when you finish drinking it, you roll the rim of the cup up to see if you have won a prize. They give away cars, gift certificates, free food/beverages, GPS systems, bikes, and televisions. The contest rules state that the odds of winning are 1 in 9. I haven't won a damn thing so I have decided that if I were to write a letter to Tim Horton's it would sound like this.

Dear Mr. Tim Horton's,
I am a frequent customer at many of your locations and I always purchase a large double double and currently your promotion of the "Roll up the rim to Win" contest states that the odds of winning are 1 in 9. So let me tell you this, in the last two weeks I have purchased approximately 20 coffees, so according to your odds of winning I should have won at least twice now. Well I have not won a damn thing. Not even a freaking cookie, like what is a cookie worth 30 cents. I am demanding that you reward me for my frequent patronage. And I want more than a damn coffee I want $27.80 back because that is the cost of 20 large double double coffees taxes included. And don't even get me started on the amount I spend on your damn bagels with cream cheese.
Sincerely yours, a very disgruntled customer,
The Adult in Question




Okay I'm pretty sure Tim Horton is dead, but I would write this to their head office or something if I cared enough.

Happy Birthday to Me!!!

It's official it's my Birthday Month. I turned 20 today. I just have one question though, does that mean that because I'm not in the 'teens' anymore,I have to grow up?

The Friday Morning Pants Fiasco

Today I am supposed to have my interview with D, however she has not shown up yet...tres annoying but moving on to the funny stuff.

Last night I stayed over at Spencer's so I brought my school books, clothes, hair straightener of course and anything else I needed for today. Well I have been so scatterbrained recently that this morning I thought that I forgot my pants. Normally it wouldn't be a big deal because I would just wear the ones I wore yesterday except it was late when I came over and I went in a taxi so I was wearing my pyjama pants.
We searched his room because I was 100% positive that I brought my pants. Then I thought that maybe they fell out of my bag in the cab. Or maybe I did forget to bring them and they were still folded on my bed at home. I was laughing hysterically because who forgets their own pants? Seriously aside from me who forgets to pack their pants? (I always get myself into the weirdest, most bizarre situations)
So we decided that I would wear my pyjama pants and we would go get a different pair at my house. So I quickly finished my hair got all my stuff together then, I had a EUREKA moment.
I ran into Spencer's bedroom, opened the closet door and there were my pants. Hanging up right next to my coat.
I had forgotten that I hung up my dress pants because I didn't want them to be wrinkled for my interview this morning.
So I was a few minutes late this morning but at least I was wearing pants.
(I also think that I'm going to get some sleep this weekend.)

Work placement, it's a scary yet wonderful place

I started my work placement yesterday and I wasn't nervous. In fact I was really excited. I stayed at the college to work internally for my program co-ordinator's advertising firm. It was a good choice because it gives me the opportunity to get caught up on work that I missed out on, develop my portfolio so it looks absolutely amazing and better than everyone else's. Oh yeah, and I'm in a completely comfortable area and don't have to worry about transportation.
I have two projects that I am currently working on with another girl as well as my own assignments that I am behind on. I don't want to bring school work home though because our computer has been a mess of sorts recently. It keeps getting viruses and such. I would be so upset if one of my projects for school was destroyed.
It's a really great work environment because I make my own hours every single day of the week. As long as I am in by 10am every morning I can basically come and go as I please.
Also, this week is reading week so 95% of the students are not at the college. This means I can actually get a seat on the bus, I don't have to fight for lab time,and the best part - no line up at Tim Horton's. I can get my coffee fix as often as I want and I don't have to stand in line for half an hour.
I don't have to dress professionally except for when we meet with external clients which is very nice even though I spent a lot of money on clothes.
Now for the not so great part of the week. D one of my teachers was supposed to do a mock interview with me for my career planning course. She was supposed to do it on Friday but she ran out of time. We were supposed to do it yesterday, she never showed up. . .even the program co-ordinator couldn't get a hold of her. The co-ordinator advised me to send her an email. I did that. She hasn't responded yet, so the co-ordinator emailed her as well to remind her. Still no response. She had an important meeting with the co-ordinator and she didn't show up, no one could get a hold of her.
So this is what I am thinking...maybe something, some sort of crisis has happened and she just hasn't had the opportunity to respond to emails. But then the bitter part of me is thinking, well she has professionally responsibilities so she should at least email someone to let them know that she won't be at the college. It would just be polite. To be prepared, in case she decides to show up at some point during the week I have been dressing professionally. She can be flaky, and she sometimes likes to do things at the spur of the moment. (I have to dress professionally for the interview because we are graded on appearance.)I'm annoyed but it's not that a big of a deal as long as it gets done at some point.
I hope that this time next week, I am still enjoying work placement and that these things will be resolved.

I LOVE THE SPICE GIRLS

and there is nothing you can do about it. Last night I bought the Spice Girls Greatest Hits album and quickly uploaded it on to Spencer's ipod. (I'm borrowing it right now because my shuffle is suffering from technological difficulties and I have some really LONG work periods this week)
Anyways, I didn't feel like posting tonight but I found a clip on the internet from the Spice Girls concert in New York. I am entering every freakin' contest that I possibly can in hopes of winning two tickets to their Toronto show next week. I am also getting Spencer to enter every contest so I can double my chances of winning. Ha! The plan of an evil genius...not.
Anyways here is the link to the clip, Enjoy and may you all spice up your lives.
(If clicking the title doesn't work, you can copy and paste the link into the address bar etc.)

http://video.msn.com/?mkt=en-ca&brand=sympatico&fg=rss&vid=f869418f-cd50-40dd-89ea-dae65b073da5&from=imbot_en-ca_f_1824

Love me to Death

I'm halfway to reaching one of my goals...I went to school every day this week. Yay me! That's the good news.
This is the bad unrealted to advertising and my studies.
My evil stepsister is at the same college as me and it gets under my skin like you would not believe. She got everything from him that I never had. Why does she need to come to the same school as me. I know that she has the right to an education but she has never worked hard at school. In fact, she spent more time in detention then she did in actual classes. She skipped class,she was constantly arguing with teachers and peers. I have never seen her do homework. I've seen her throw homework out. Honestly, I never thought she would make it out of highschool. Not being mean but she is one of the dumbest people I have ever wasted time with.
I never wanted a relationship with my father because I learned at a very young age that his love was impossible to attain, not because he was closed off but because he doesn't know how to love. He doesn't know how to have a healthy relationship with anyone. I knew that being "Daddy's Little Girl" would never happen but I wished for it, I prayed for it. It never came.
I have buried everything from my past with him. Any memories I ever had were buried away. I had actually imagined his funeral in my mind. I had laid him to rest and had no regrets about never having a relationship with him. In my mind he was dead and I hadn't thought about him for almost over a year now until this.
I've bumped into her a couple times at the college but she didn't recognize me until today that is. She called my name and I ran the other way. I know that hiding isn't going to make it go away but it will prevent a confrontation.
I know that he has never loved my evil stepsister(s), in fact he has told me on a few occasions how much he hates them and his new wife, but he won't leave because without her he has no money. No money means that he has no more motorcycle and carpentry shop or any of the other luxuries he has had the pleasure of enjoying for the last 15 years. He used to tell me how sorry he was that he didn't have a relationship with my sister and I and that he loved me. It didn't mean anything to me and it still doesn't. Spending time with him in his home was hell on earth.
I always thought that if he really did love me, that he would help me out with some of the things that my mother sometimes struggled to provide.
In my lifetime (almost 20 years now) he never bought me school supplies, he never bought uniforms for highschool. He never helped with dentist appointments, doctor appointments. Nothing. When my sister and I were taking dance lessons that my mom and Shawn were paying for, he wouldn't drive us when we couldn't get there. He wouldn't help me with costs to play hockey...nothing. Any time I invited him to anything important in my life he made a point of not showing up, then later complaining that he was never invited to anything.
I know that money doesn't replace a relationship but it would have at least shown that he did care about me. This is more about him, that it is about my stepsister but seeing her around campus, on my turf just brings the past back to the surface.It's a constant reminder of the things that I had made peace with, that I had removed from my life.
The education that I had to work for, the education that has put me into debt about $10,000, she is getting for free. My "Dad" is buying it for her along with her mother and grandmother.
The worst part is that now that she has confirmation that I am at the college means that "Daddio" should be making his yearly appearance soon. Just in time for my birthday folks. How did he know that is exactly what I wanted? Confrontation with the man that I despise.
He provided for her and her sister, not his own children. The ones that he abandoned over 15 years ago. I think the part that hurts the most is that my younger sister actually wants a relationship with him and the evil stepsisters. She's even facebook friends with the evil stepsister but any time I mention it, it causes an arguement between her and I. I have lost enough "family" as it is and I can't really afford to lose more. I hope and pray that one day my sister will realise what I learned so many years ago.
I'm not going to let her stop me from finishing my education. I have struggled enough this year and I am working hard to accomplish my goals.I have overcome many obstacles and she is not going to be another one. I just wish that I didn't have to see her and I really hope that she doesn't have the moxy to talk to me because I don't know that I can cope with that. i don't want another speech on how much my "Dad" loves me and misses me because honestly, he will "love" me to death if I have to deal with his shit.
Sometimes it would just be easier if the past stayed right where it should - in the past.

The Mess I Created All by Myself and Goal Setting

It's been a so-so day to say the least. It's freezing cold outside. And of course my bus was late. I should know better by now but apparently I don't. So I was stuck waiting at the mall to catch my connecting bus to the college. I arrived only twenty minutes late but let me tell you that was the scariest bus ride of my life. I was praying to God like a mofo. The roads aren't horrible but they are definately not great either. There was black ice most of the way to the college and the bus driver stressing to make his next route on time was WAY over the speed limit. We smashed off the curbs multiple times and swerved into the other lane at least twice. But here I am I survived.
I went directly to my program co-ordinator not class even though I was late. I wanted to talk to him about work placement desperately. I have been so stressed about this and because of my depression I have fallen behind in school. It's a mess I created all by myself but a mess none the less.
We came to a decision/conclusion whatever you want to call it.
This is the game plan. . .
I will be doing my work placement at the college for my program co-ordinator. This means I don't have to go through the interview process and I still get to do the work experience. We have to do a minimum of 25 hours a week for five weeks to total 120 hours. I will be doing the minimum while I can use the lab to catch up on all my assignments. The program co-ordinator will help me get the time I need and get extensions to get the work done.
In the end, my concerns regarding failing the semester have diminshed which leaves me feeling A LOT better. With that sorted out, all I have to do now is keep working on the assignments I am behind on so that I can graduate.
Moving on, remember how I love copywriting. No worries, I still love it and even though I sometimes lose track of the purpose of the assignment I am still doing well. I received an assignment back today and although I had lost complete track of the assignment the teacher told me that I am a very talented writer. She also said to give it another try. That made me feel really good because my grades have slipped dramatically but hey I am a talented writer.
So the next thing on my list. I am going to share my goals with you. According to some author whose name I can't remember, it is essential to share goals with others because it helps you to achieve them in a timely manner. Not only that there are people to remind you of your goals and will encourage you to complete them. I encourage you to share your goals with others for many reasons:
1. It makes you feel better to know that someone else can help you achieve your goals
2. You are more driven to complete them because you don't want to disappoint others or yourself
3. You are more likely to achieve goals that are specific, written down, shared and have a deadline.
These are my goals from now February 11, 2008 until April 30, 2008.
-to get caught up on all assignments and achieve a grade of 60% or higher
-to make the committment to work experience and stay with it
-to attend every single class for the next two weeks until work placement starts
-to find the postitive aspects in everything that happens and to dwell less on the negative and more on the positive

Your goals don't need to be related to any one thing they can relate to a variety of things including personal life, work, health, family etc.
Feel free to share some goals.

I finally found out about my work placement. It's not as complicated as I thought. Still nerve racking though.
I'm not doing so well with my depression. In some respects it seems to be eating me alive. The anti-depressants that I am taking aren't really doing anything.
In other news though, I found my sponsor for the gala. So that is taken care of, one less thing to do.
I have some things to do for my portfolio, and a rewrite on my resume/cover letter.
But not much.
That's all that's new with me.

I've been meaning to blog for quite some time now but apparently the school computers have blocked blogger and by the time I get home my desire to write has wilted away to say the least.
And now that I am writing I am so unsure of what topic I should discuss first.
I think I am going to start with my trip to Toronto.
Spencer and I spent the past weekend in Toronto shopping and basically going anywhere my little heart desired. Plus we had tickets for the Ozzy/Rob Zombie concert. We did a lot of shopping at the Eaton's Center. It was mainly overwhelming and not as enjoyable as I remembered. We dabbled with the idea of going to the Zoo or the Science Center or the Royal Ontario Muesem. We didn't do any of those. It was freakin' cold as hell with the wind coming off Lake Ontario and I was too lazy to try and figure out the subways with Spencer. However we did go to the Hard Rock Cafe. I had never been and wanted to go oh so badly. Our server was pretty cool. He sat at our table and talked with us and he took Spencer around to see all the metal memorbilia. There wasn't much but they did have King's guitar. Oh and my fav part, the bathroom floors were sparkly. By the bathroom doors, there was a huge frame on the wall that contained autographs from celebs of course all on napkins or bits of toilet paper. Rather appropriate I thought. Most of the signatures were hard to decipher but I remember Patti Labelle's signature only because she took the time to print her name below her signature.
After shopping and hanging out in the Hard Rock Cafe we went back to the hotel to get ready for the Ozzy concert.
The Ozzy concert was good, he can still rock for an old fart who depends mainly on his wife Sharon because years of drugs, booze and partying have taken a toll and his brain. He was more entertaining than Rob Zombie who is a big freak show. Ozzy did an encore and played "Mama I'm coming home" which is my favorite song and he also played "Paranoid", which is Spencer's fav song. Zac Wild who I find incredibly annoying and full of himself did a 20 minute guitar solo at which point the boob cam came out. Women mostly soccer moms were showing their boobs to the camera which displayed it to the audience. We tried to get pictures of the soccer moms a few rows ahead of us dykin it out but the angle we were on was so horrible and they kept turning around. It makes me wonder if these are the same lovely ladies from the Poison concert or are they just more women who have no self respect, few morals and don't know their limitations in terms of alcohol and drugs. Hmmm.
Anyways back to Zac Wild the ego maniac. The waiter at the Hard Rock Cafe informed us that usually when Zac is in town he likes to come there for dinner except last year there was a minor problem and he may not return this year. Well he peaked our curiousity enough that we took the bait and asked the waiter what he meant.
Zac Wild came into Hard Rock Cafe last year and ordered dinner, ate, drank whatever. Well the bill came and he refused to pay! He was there out of his own choosing and was doing no promotion for the restaurant whatsoever. Well it was a big deal, who knows if he paid or not...but he caused quite the scene.
So that was the Toronto trip.
Now to tell you about my event planning class. I don't really like it. It's okay but it's three hours long after being in the computer lab for two hours prior to that on a Friday. That means ladies and gentlemen that I am not home until about 6pm. Gross.
The main focus of the event planning class is to plan the advertising awards gala which will be held at the end of term and will focus on the graduating class. It is also when we will be dispensing awards to the annoying overachievers who live and breathe advertising. Freaks.
Anyways, I am undecided as to whether or not I will be attending the gala. I have been putting it off for a few weeks now but I have to RSVP tonight with the number of guests I will be bringing along to this Casino Royale black tie event.
I don't really have any friends in the program , I barely scraped by on grades last year and I know full well that this event is for those who will be getting awards.
It also means that I have to get a dress and all that shit. As much as I love formal events, the dress shopping is stressful and makes me cry. Dressmakers consider anyone over the size of like 10 is plus sized. It's very frustrating because I don't consider myself plus sized. When I mistakenly went to prom it took me months to find a dress and when I finally did I was considered a 2x (which is about a size 20 in plus sized clothing stores) and it cost about $300. Granted I didn't pay for the dress but it was still somewhat depressing. I don't know if I should go or not. Will it be something I regret if I don't go? Probably.
My favorite part of this whole thing is that I have to find sponsors to donate money to the gala. Great now I have to call strangers on the phone and ask them for money so I can party like a rockstar. This is how I imagine the conversation going in my head.
Hello, I am The Adult in Question from blank school in blank city. My advertising program is holding an awards ceremony for the graduating students and we wondering if you be generous in donating a minimum of a $100 to the event. For any donation over $500 your company will receive free advertising at the gala. Such as, blah, blah, blah, blah...
Sorry, you don't want to donate money. Okay. Thank you for your time.
I don't really want to do it but in order to get I think like 15% of your mark you have to bring in one sponsorship with a minimum of $100. Plus, the more money we raise, the less we have to spend on tickets. Tickets are anywhere from $25 to $45 a person depending on venue and catering. And even the students have to purchase their own tickets to the event how crap is that?
Anyways, if anyone has any suggestions on the gala or the sponsorship I would be happy to hear them. If anyone wants to sponsor my event please let me know. That would be fantastic and I would love you for eternity.
That's all I have to say for the time being. I'm done my ranting.

♥ I ♥ love ♥ Wednesdays ♥

Wednesdays have always been my favorite day of the week but I love them oh so much more now. On Wednesdays from 1-3pm I have a copywriting class. I am so in love with it. For the first time since I have been in school I am actually enjoying a class. Really enjoying a class.
And unfortunately I only have this class once a week for five more weeks because I have to start work placement. I think that if I ever persued advertising afer school it would be in this field.
When the two hours fly by, I am left feeling empty and starving for more. I hate leaving that class and I hate even more not having homework for that class. As lame as that makes me sound. You can feel free to make fun of me Spencer and Liz (who is finally home now) tease me about it.
I don't think they understand the insatiable hunger I have to write and how inspired I feel to write. It's like suddenly I have a thousand ideas bouncing around in my head and nowhere to put them. I have words and phrases all jumbled in my mind waiting to pour out on to any blank piece of paper. For the first times in months I have been able to fill any empty white space with words or phrases or pictures. Ideas that come to mind, designs and everything else.
Homeworks assignments are dripping with doodles and jumbled words that don't make sense to anyone but me. Powerpoint presentation handouts are etched with designs, short stories and eureka moments. I have never felt as much desire to write as I do these last two weeks.
(My blog is a poor example though because I have not been blogging very much.)
I hope that when it comes time to find a work placement position it will be working for an ad agency in the copywriting department.

Oh crappity crap, crap. I'm sitting in my Web Techniques class and have no idea what my teacher is talking about. There's all these terms and what not that are making absolutely no sense to me. Sure, it's not the first time I've been in class and had no idea what was going out but it's the first time I have panicked about it. I missed way too many classes last semester and it shows so now I have to get my act together and pretend to know what I am doing. This web site that I am supposed to design is supposed to be all about me and become a helpful tool in finding a job in April if and when I graduate. Well, if it looks like the website I designed last semester than I am doomed.
Any ideas on how to create a professional and appealing website please forward ideas here because I have no idea what I am going to do.

Busy Day

Today was a pretty busy day. Spencer and I took Kayla to get her belly button pierced. She was so nervous and she had to wait for the three girls before that were getting their navels pierced as well. It took about an hour just to get a freakin' piercing.
After that we met up with Jessica to check out grad dresses. She hasn't decided on a dress yet but she still has some time.
Eventually Spencer and I got a chance to stick to the original plan which was to exchange a book my mom bought me for Christmas, go out to dinner and see the movie JUNO.
We went to one of my fav restaurants Moose Winoski's and then the arcade!!! Spencer and I ate so quickly because we had ants in our pants to go play games. We always play the super easy games so that we can hit the jackpot and get lots of tickets.
(on a side note for Heidi....Sportsworld still does not have a shit department but that's a whole other extremely disgusting story which we will have to tell eventually)
The prizes were all really super lame so we held on to our tickets to use for another day.
After winning about 600 tickets we headed into Future Shop so Spencer could look for an IPOD case for his new IPOD NANO third generation with 8GB. Yeah, I am slightly jealous. And to my surprise they had one of my fav shows on DVD on sale for Boxing Day/Week/Month whatever. Spencer bought me the first three seasons of Nip/Tuck, it's just too bad that tomorrow is my last day of Christmas Holidays. But at least my unemployed ass will be entertained for the next little while.
After blowing a good chunk of change at Future Shop we finally got to Chapters. I was able to exchange my book and get the 8th novel in the series. Luckily we beat the extra long lineup and made it to our movie on time.
Now for the review of JUNO. . .
It was okay, not fabulous. It was some what like Napolean Dynamite except it had a pregnant teen. There were some funny parts and I absolutely loved Allison Janney in the film. Other than that I would not call it a must see, you could wait to rent it and I'm a little bit disappointed that I chose this over Sweeny Todd.
So now it's off to my room to watch some Nip/Tuck.