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12月31日 Make 'em, its not like they mean anything.New Year's Resolutions. Last year's was better posture, because it was all I could think of. But I sit here, my hunch illuminated by the blue glow of my computer screen, and I know I can do better this year. I'm getting a new place with new dishes and sheets (yippee), and for all intensive purposes I'm starting a new life. I've got enough on my plate (that will match the bowls and mugs, thank you very much) without worrying about resolutions. So here are a few weak ones that I don't have to feel guilty about breaking.
1) Swim twice a week and pick up a new sport. Maybe a martial art, put my money where my mouth is. Or better yet, ballroom dancing! Oohhh, think of all the pretty sequins! 2) Maintain healthy weight and eat better. 3) Get a better body image (Note: 2 and 3 are mutually exclusive; I'm a bit fucked up) 4) Get less fucked up. 5) Read another 24 books this year (easy goal) 6) Read books with more social impact and/or intellect. (less attainable goal) 7) Don't sweat the small stuff (HAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!! Whoo, that's a good one, I'll be in stitches for hours)
Now that I've made my breakables, why don't I just try to be a better person all year round. 12月28日 Apartment hunting, the horror....I can't believe I'm doing this to myself, but once again I'm on the hunt for an apartment. I looked for a emoticon to display my horror and disgust mingled with fear and a touch of self pity but all I managed was this...
 I guess it's not all fire and brimestone (not the best choice but how oftern do you get to use fire and brimstone), I just have to avoid the rat infested holes, kitchen/bath/bed-room combo nightmares, and for the love of Pete it must have at least one overhead light or, barring that, a window, but let's not get our hopes up. And if I can get it for less than an arm and a leg I'll be doing fine!In an effort to save money I looked at some "rooms for rent". There was a travelling professor looking for a quiet roomie to pay ludicrously cheap rent. And there was a nice couple looking for someone to fill the extra room in their big beautiful apartment. I was tempted but worried that the cheap rent might be in return for a human test subject, and the big beautifil apartment might come with a mirrored ceiling and rotating bed. Too many chances with roommates, I think I'll go it alone. Something I've never done before, and frankly, I'm a little nervous. Last time Julien went away for a conference I ate nothing but peanut butter, pickles and various types of bread for two weeks. (No dishes, was I think my reasoning.) And whenever my old roommates left me alone in the house for a day, they would dread being the first one back. I had a whole day of talking to make up for and they were lucky if they could get their coat off before I was telling them about the funny commercial on TV, the dog I saw from the window or whatever else came into my conversation starved head.
But of course there are things I am looking forward to as well. New MATCHING dishes, my choice of paintings on the wall, reading late into the night, PS2 until my head explodes, letting the apartment get as dirty or as clean as I want, spending the $75 in Christmas Ikea money (and peeing with the door open....heehee, but you don't know that). 12月19日 The Hiesenberg Principle of GoaltendingI'm at home now and no less stressed out then when I was at school. But the light at the end of the tunnel is on its way, I'm sure. I was a hugely tired after a disasterous night of transportation Friday in MTL. An hour and a half to get home by 3 am, an hour of which was spent trying to get a taxi. But, I arrived Saturday night after getting up early to fix things up before I left. After a quick rock out session with my brother, my friends came and helped me make a cheesecake which baked until after 12 with another hour or so to cool before going in the fridge. Yawn! But never fear I was up by 6:45 the next morning. Double yawn. After not finishing the gifts I wanted to get made and missing the GO into the city by literally 10 seconds I finally made it to my potluck where my cheesecake was enjoyed and fun was had by all.
Now here is the rub. I was exhausted at this party and just kept on talking my crazy exhausted talk. It started on a high note. We talked about hockey, and how Jose Thedore has a problem the giant whole that seems to take up his entire body. To the question "Really Christa, how is that possible?" I quickly answered, "Well you know when electrons make the quantum leap and 'disappear'. It just so happens the Jose's electrons all manage to disappear at once for a sixty minute period of time. Its like the hiesenberg principle run wild." Not that this was particularly clever, but the fact that I made it up so quickly was. But then the exhaustion took hold. It was about the same time I was given plastic ninja outfit complete with tools and tried to attack Phil with them in the hall. And it only went downhill from there, what with the pentaly gorillas and my essay on why I will never be a lesbian. (I could never be a lesbian cause I find that girls are too squishy, kinda like how grandmas are squishy, and although grandmas are nice to hug and kiss, you would never really want to sleep with a grandma. Tada, my essay on why I'm not a lesbian.) Eventually everyone was just sitting waiting for me to kill the silence with crazy statement #2047, with which my exhaustion was all to happy to provide. It was an entertaining night. And despite my stupidness I had a great time.
In other news, I have since slept 9 hours in a row. My epic quest for a cell phone continues and brought me to the deadly forest of FutureShop, where I fought poisonous personnel on my journey for useful information. My Christmas shopping is not nearly as dismale as I would have thought. I'm going for trivia and beers tonite. My holidays are shaping up nicely.
Happy Holidays everyone! 12月16日 The next one will be funny, I promise. I'm cleaning out my desk today and I found a notebook. I kept the notebook to write stuff I needed to remember to do, but I think there is only one to do list in there. But just after I bought this notebook I had a particularly bad night and was feeling terrible. So terrible I did a strange thing, I wrote it down. I never write down how I feel. The entry was about how I ccouldn't manage my life and I felt pulled from everyside. I felt like everyone wanted a piece of me and I wanted to give it to them. But I couldn't give a piece to one without offending another. I was in a tough spot.
At one point I wrote "I can't disappear because I have school to finish. I can't run away cause my family would worry. I don't know what to do."
I was unhappy and I didn't think I could make myself happy. So I went and got a haircut and I forgot about it for months. The entry was dated March 10th.
Its December 16th, I'm going home tomorrow for the holidays. I'm done my classes, on friendly terms with Julien and I'm looking forward to my research next year.
It took a while, but learning to live for myself and I'm happy now... 12月13日 My Ninja SkillsI was looking through some class notes today and I realize that I maybe I wasn't devoting my fullest attention to the lecturer, oh the inhumanity. In the notes for a particularly boring haet and mass lecture titled "Physical Interpretation of Stress Components" (ha, if they only knew) I found not only doodles by the dozen but the following..
My Ninja Skills
"The Irish Ninja"
This has been transcribed from my notes with full attention to accuracy and detail.
Having said that I think I'm crazy and should probably start paying attention in class... 12月8日 Go figure...A thousand things have happened this month. Less like things, in fact, and more like emotional earthquakes that read 4.2 on the Richter. Exams, relationships, friends, travel, idyioms of daily life....all delightful blog subjects and I am racking my brain for something to type. Today's blog was going to be about invigilating and how amaizingly boring it can be but when I wrote it down it went like this..."Invigilating; it's boring, really boring". And so would have been the blog.
I'm worn out and exhausted from this month's "thousand things" and just want to rest. Sorry loyal readers (HA, that still makes me laugh) but I got nothing.... 12月1日 Now? I don't believe it!Fuck, Shit, Damn, and other colourful condemnations! Now, of all possible times, I'm sick! Preferable times being never. My head is swimming and is hovering at least 2 feet above my body, which really takes it out of me cause it feels so heavy its an effort to keep it up there. Ugh...
Why now? Why when I have so much work and very little light at the end of the tunnel? I mean, this is one sick joke (excuse my unintentional pun). I can't think when I need to most, for school and otherwise. Drinking tea makes me ache, the thought of medicine makes me cringe and I it's completely unwordable what the thought of my assignment due at 5 does to me.
To sum up, "ugh", except more dreary and dismale than a blog can get across. |
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