Flirtatious Felicia

So my football team just lost the biggest game of the years :( That makes two years in a row that they make it to the final and then lose.

I've become a Gleek lately too. I've watched 5 episodes in two days. I can now since I only have one assignment left for this term. But I love that show! Everything always works out and people know just exactly what to say and when to say it. I get that the show is scripted and highly unrealistic but it's still a nice fantasy.

I think these two things have added together with one other event to make me sad tonight, I went to my friends dorm after the game, with full intentions on punching one of the guys who was cheering for the opposite team for whatever reason, but I didnt get around to it, which is probably for the best.

Anyway in other news, I took this weekend off. I havent had a good break since .... I can't even remember. This past week has been insane busy and Im lucky to have gotten through it. Cant wait for Christmas!!

Hmm what else is new what else... This isn't really relevant to anything but I'm listening to music on a Youtube playlist right now, and the person who uploaded this video is called QueenSnuggie. Who the hell... :S

Right now I'm just waiting for something to happen in my life that will throw me completely off balance. I love when that happens, well not really if its a bad thing, but usually it makes me try harder to be smarter or nicer or braver or just a better person as a whole. It's so hard to keep motivated right now but I know I can. I actually have a decent amount of self confidence in all areas, just have to show that. Without being cocky. Thats just downright annoying! :D

Ok so writing this blog did cheer me up. Also could be that "Happy" playlist I'm listening to. Always a good thing to have. A word of advice: never made "Sad" or "Depressed" playlists, they just get you down whereas a good happy song can pick you right back up :)

ps. I love doodling, I just discovered this as I was going through my notes from classes, what a doodely mess!


Oh ya, and my sister drew a face on a balloon and called it Flirtacious Felicia

Life in a Nutshell.. would be rather cramped and uncomfortable

SO, hi! I feel awkward coming back into the blogger world after being away for so long. I thought I should tell my future self what I have been up to lately

September
- Adjusted really REALLY well to the residence lifestyle and university in general.
- Attended a few football games. Had fun being surrounded by rowdy, drunken uni students, and I'm being dead serious. I just got used to it after that. Because, in fact, the rowdy drunk crew from the football game seems to be ALL OF REZ!
- Won $100 in gift cards to Chapters. I hope my family all realize that they are all getting books for Christmas.
- Was shocked at the slack work load - Why had I heard such ridiculous rumors like "Secondary education is HARD"??? It wasn't until two months late (aka right now) that I realized the immense pressures of university and began to question it's former slackness.
-Turned down a couple handfuls of horny college boys and a number of guys that actually had potential
- Got a visit from a special someone.. floated around on cloud nine for a whole week
- Became active in rec sports.. found out that I am a skilled player in ultimate frisbee
- Decided that University was 10x better than high school. Even thought I really loved high school

October
- Still didn't find university hard, and barely stressful. Wrote two essays and two midterms. Came back with better than average marks. Go Jory
- Res party's start to get repetitive and slightly boring, but still had fun with them
- Kept doing rec and going to Huskies games
- Realized that I still want to be friends with my high school friends, and reconnected with a lot of them. Also realized that I don't have to talk to them everyday to still have the same friendship we had before
- Found out that my auntie had breast cancer. Was quite sulky for a week after hearing the news.
- Prayed with my family that my aunties surgery would go well. And it did!
- Found my circle of friends in rez
- Found life away from my significant other to be getting more and more frustrating. No communication, no visits. Was able to hide my sulkiness quite well. No one knew the stress I was feeling, except for a select few.

November
- Overloaded with work, found that, for the foreseeable future, I was going to be overly busy with schoolwork & exams, rec playoffs, friends breakup drama, and struggling to keep up with everyday chores (laundry, ect).
-Managed to keep a social life up through the above, though I was dying from lack of sleep and food
- Became the first person my friend came out of the closet to.
- Dealt with my own "break up" drama. But not very well. So many unanswered questions, still not really sure how things will pan out.
- However, I am working my butt off this week so that when my birthday roles around next week, I can actually have a chance to live a little instead of turning down opportunities and being a hermit in the library.

HERMIIIIIIIIT!!!!!!

So far, though its been tough lately, I'm really feelin university and my new life. Next semester will be unreal! :)
But for now, I have to get back to homework. (I have consistently broken my vow to never do homework past 10 pm for the past week.)

People Watching.

So I'm trying my luck with this whole "Cyber Cafe" thing. Except its not really a cyber cafe at all. The whole university campus has internet and I'm in A&W. Our assignment for drama today was to look at someone and write down an inner monologue for that person. I was surprised, while explaining this assignment to some of my friends, that no one knows what a monologue is. If you don't, its just one person saying what their thinking. I have to try and figure out what other people are thinking. And I think this is the perfect oppurtunity to do it. But I'm just going to analyze the people around me instead of prying for their thoughts.

Girl at the table ahead of me is wearing what I like to call "The Infamous University Touque." This doesnt really surprise me at all. Everyone at university wears their touque hanging half on the back of their head all limp-like. Hence "University Touque."  She's talking with her friend who is NOT wearing a hat. They are speaking Chinese. So enough of that.
The next group of people are at the other end of these two Chinese girls. These people are obviously a couple. Completely comfortable around eachother, not affraid to stuff a huge handful of fries in their mouth and continue talking until their done their stories. They smile at each other and wipe ketchup off the other ones faces.
The table behind me has two prof's talking to eachother. Their laughing at mature (and somewhat dry) jokes. The woman prof is wearing a lot of lipstick and its getting on her burger. Man prof doesn't seem to notice though.
Directly behind me there is a guy, I did not know this until right now when his "Empire State of Mind" ringtone started blaring from his cell phone and he answered "Yo, Dad" I don't really know much else about him except that he has a nice sounding voice, I would feel too creepy if I turned around to look.
People are walking by outside. Every few mintues there is literally a mini tornado of leaves that destroys a preppy girls hair.  People walk with their heads down most of the time. The odd time you get a looker- they constantly look around.
WOW. One guy just threw his lit cigarette into a pile of dry leaves. The girl behind him just stomped it out. What a saint.
Ohh even further behind me is a guy and a girl, the guy is obvioiusly trying to impress the girl with his knowledge of something, but the girl seems less than enthused, kind of looks like she just wants to get up and leave. I can't blame her really.
Anyway. I havent written a blog for a while so this is my contribution to cyber society for now. And for the next few weeks. MIDTERMS WILL END ME.

and i was like then he was like and i was like whoa and she was like no.

So I’m in an ACADEMIC lounge in an ACADEMIC hall which means quiet time is 24/7. 

There is a small group of one guy and three girls talking right outside the door. Girl One has said “like” 18 times in one sentence. No word of a lie. Girl Two laughs maniacly at absolutely everything. Girl Three keeps on repeating “I know right!” and Only Guy keeps trying to add his two cents into the conversation but keeps being cut off by Girl One. 

Girl One just left and although Girl Two thought she was HILARIOUS, she immidiatly said “Ugh can’t stand that girl!” Girl Three and Only Guy Agreed and make plans to study later. They said their goodbyes, walked four steps towards the door then stopped to talk about this weekends Hot Tub Party. Girl Two can’t make it because she is going out for dinner. At word of this news, Girl Three gasps loudly and most likely slaps her shoulder and says “You WHORE! With who!?!?!  Ha ha ha.” Only Guy tried and failed to change the subject. 

Girl Two is now doing a reinactment of a time her and her gay friend were walking down the street. Every fourth word is OHMYGAD!!! And Only Guy and Girl Three are laughing histerically.

They just cracked a bag of fuzzy peaches and I can hear them chewing while they talk. It sounds really gross. WOW Girl Two just asked Girl Three where she got the fuzzy peaches. Really? I stopped writing this little story long enough to do a facepalm and continued.  They still can’t believe how good the fuzzy peaches taste. Oh now their talking about more homework they have to do. Girl Two and Three leave. OH there is a hidden girl Four and Five that hadn’t gotten a word in until now. They are talking about beer. Girl Four doesn’t like beer. Only guy likes Kokanee.  Girl Five thinks coolers are gross. They are quizzing each other on good types of alcoholic drinks.

I wish they would go away so I could focus on reading this chapter. But they won’t, their just complaining about how hungry they are and assuring Only Guy that no matter how many people point fingers at them, they are NOT sluts.  

Sigh. Time for me to stop listening.  Well I can’t stop listening, the details are just too juicy!! Kidding. I wish I could stop. Anyway, this little incidence reminded me to be happy that I have a brain.

ONLY GUY IS TWENTY HE IS SOOOO OLD ACCORDING TO EIGHTEEN YEAR OLD GIRL FOUR AND FIVE. 

I have to go. 

Sound Effects Dragon

Lately I have been noticing how not-tired I am, and I keep questioning the age old stereotype that university is supposed to cause people to lose so much sleep that they have a nervous breakdown or have to drop out or completely lose their entire social life. I have done none of the above. So far.

But today was a different story. It could be that I have 5 classes today, and it could be that they start at 8:30 and run straight through until 5:40, or that I spent last night running around residence knocking on all my friends doors , begging for use of their printers. And of course it took way longer than it should have being that the internet was down and printers wouldn't co-operate with my laptop. So, after all was said and done, I finally got to experience real uni life. Running from building to building, half asleep and getting a friend to continuously poke me during a history lecture until it was finally over. Never again will I leave my printing needs to last minute.

My sister did my laundry for me today :)

Im super tired. I promise to never write a blog when I'm this tired again. Thumb Promise. There is less alliteration than a Pinky Promise but more meaning. I made that up. But what ever.

a girl who thinks she can sing... but really can't and everyone wishes she would stop

So back where I come from, fall is supposed to be the dry season. It's not supposed to rain. Sometimes there's frost. BUT NO RAIN DAMN IT! And all we have gotten for the past two weeks is rain. Every day. All night. Some days it pours, some days it spits everywhere like a slobbery kid with a speech impediment, but none the less, still rain.


Speaking of speech impediments, did you ever have one when you were a kid? My little brother could hardly pronounce anything, all his words sounded like "Ahhhuhhhleee." However, being that I am not even two whole years older than him, I could understand him quite fine and would have to translate for babysitters, visitors and even my parents. PAH-THET-IC. But not really because watching old videos, he really did sound like a mental child. 

Another random thought is the lyrics to a song:
 i thought i saw a sign somewhere between the lines 
but maybe it's me, maybe i only see what i want. 

Bonus points for those people who can identify that song without looking it up!

On another note. C#. I really want to know how to make the little sharp sign. And other little signs. 

And lastly, why is it that when people make speeches, they all tend to quote Martin Luther King? EVERYONE does it, it's just not original anymore. In fact, the valedictorian for my grade twelve graduation (who nominated herself, just to give you an idea of what kind of person she is) ended her speech with a quote from "our good friend MLK." It's lucky we were all on   a stage away from the audience, or else the whole auditorium would have heard us all groan. Or snort in my case. He was a great guy, but graduation is hardly as big of a deal as conquering racism. 

That's just a few of the things that ran through my head today. 

This is a cake.

Parents trying to be "Fresh"

This photo has nothing to do with this post. 

So my parents are pretty modern for their age, they know how to work satelite menus, play frogger and open up the internet on the computer. But it never fails to crack me up when they try to act more technologically advanced than they actually are. For example. Whenever my dad texts me (mom doesn't have a cell phone, she doesn't understand them) he insists on using the "Young Kid" way of typing.
"Hy kid, u no wut time da game is on???????!/11?"
Now my dad may not be a brainiac, but I know for a fact he knows how to spell simple three or four letter words such as "you" or "what". The part that kills me is that he thinks it's REALLY cool and that it somehow impressed me and my siblings. All I can do is give him mad props for trying. Haha
My mom gives "Hip" a shot by giving me fashion advice if we ever go shopping together. Of course she's trying to be cool by picking out low cut shirts and ripped up jeans, but she doesn't realize that those shirts are for fourteen year olds and that the jeans would fit better under the title "Mom Jeans" since they reach half way up my back by the time their done up. I find this slightly hilarious and adorable.
The last thing, the one that freaks me out the most, is the undeniable fact that my mom is slowly turning into a "Facebook whore". She writes on everyones walls, updates her status multiple times a day, "likes" fanpages such as "The Older I Get the Less I Care About What People Think of Me!" and "A real man doesn't love a million girls. He loves one girl a million ways <3" and worst of all "WOW THIS GUY WENT A LITTLE TOO FAR WITH THE REVENGE ON HIS EX GIRLFRIEND!!!"
 face-palm.
face-palm!
FACE-PALM!

Anyway, those are just my thoughts for right now.

This photo has no relation to anything either.