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A week has gone past, and nothing has changed. My life is relativly exactly how it was at the last point I posted here.
My hands are freezing at the moment, and I'm very hungry. I can fix both of these issues by going home. But I won't.
This keyboard has sticky keys. I feel like I'm the only one making noise in the Library because of how hard I'm punching the letters.
There was a man behind me who was swearing at the top of his lungs because he couldn't remember his Hotmail password. He's left now, due to the librarians harassing him to shut up and "this is a family area, sir!" (Nevermind, he just walked past. ...ew.) I mean, really. If you can't remember, make a new account and e-mail the FAQ staff. Don't sit there forever and be obnoxious. Figure it out, or don't log in.
news: HE'S BACK!NUUUUUU! ....getthefuckoutofheregodamloudmuthafuckabeforeiblowupyerass.
A week until Day Without Shoes! Very excited. Mostly because the snow is melting all away, and my feet won't freeze to death! Sidewalks will be clear. I also have the whole day off to hang with Kim, and later that night I'll be on a bus heading to Victoria -Not wearing shoes. It should be oodles of fun.
Attempting to make sense of this University courses and timetable bullshit. It's a lot more confusing than I thought it to be, and when I tried to at least complete some of the pre-registration timetables and find out what time courses actually were, my mind exploded onto the desk in front of me. Why can't they make it easier to understand? I don't have to officially register for courses until June 1st, so for now I have to figure out what degree I want to end up with and what courses will take me there. Grr.
Last night, with the nonstop encouragment from Melissa, I attended an event held at LuLu Lemon. It was a presentation on Self-Movement and Wonder. I'm not really the type who goes around making the world a better place, or 'imroving one-self", so I didn't see the point in going. However, against my weaker judgment, I ended up enjoying myself immensly, even participating in discussions and so forth. What is movement? Rational thinking verses dream thinking. The battle of Fear vs. Longing. It was fascinating. And although there is no way I'll be a 'lemon', I'm thinking it might not be so bad to see a few more of these.
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Mudcrab is back!
(Mudcrab = my friend Natalie.)
She just got back from her 2 week vacation to Mexico, and she's tanned and happy and energetic and I am soooooo not.
I need this Victoria trip very badly.
Jenny: Tickets are booked, so we're coming for you. And you better not study the whole time or I'm gonna' kick some German ass. Comprende?
Now that I have Ben's b-day present, it's time to get down and dirty with the creative side of me. No big secrets about it, but whatever you know now is all you're going to get. No more hints.
It's time to indulge.
In the time span I've been sitting here, I've eaten 3 pieces of gum.
I'm not addicted to coffee. It just keeps me alive, is all.
I might drink too much of it. But-and Dennis will kill me for saying this- I don't really like tea. There, I said it. Secret is out. Hey, I am good with Sleepytime and Peppermint, but others pretty much make me sick. Physically. I don't feel good with them.
SO- coffee it is. And I loooooove it.
Something needs to keep me awake through my dreary life...
I need to buy some more socks. And less of everything else. I've gotten into the habit of window shopping! It's scary and dangerous. I am aware of this fact. However, I am doing it all the time now. Like yesterday, when I bought a shirt that I am currently wearing from right off the shelf. Looked at the window, next thing I knew, I had a Roots bag in my hand with a shirt that I shouldn't have been able to afford rolled up and whooshing around the bottom. It's a terrible thing. Especially because now I have even less money to live off of for the next 2 weeks. Rice and Noodle diet, here I come!
Jacinda, we need to chat. Kim, you need to chat with us. You know, for more than the 20 minutes (or less) that our group convos last for. They are getting increasingly shorter when they should be getting longer. It's not right. We must divulge our live's vices and triumphs to eachother on a regular basis; keep in touch now and then forever.
And Kris, let's talk. ♥
CAN'T WAIT FOR SUMMER!
I want it now. Here. With me in Banff, and wherever else I go. I want Sham, and a hundred braids in my hair, and pickles, and a 'cheesy, stupid, hipster tattoo' of a sparrow. I want to go camping, and sleep in cool grass, and drink Shirley Temples with tiny straws while eating mini sandwhiches with swords to play with after you scarf them down. I want popsicles and cotton candy- a carnival. I want a carnival. Freinds and fun and Tim Horton's at 3am. All of this and more.
I can has cheezburger, also?
Let's all make an effort to be nice people.
And if that doesn't work, none of this friendly bullshit. Whip'em dead.
~PEACE
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17 minutes and 40 seconds to go.
The Library closes in that amount of time.
I miss things. Want to do things and see things and learn. Why can't I do that anymore. Why am I so lame? Why is my life so uninteresting.
Dreadlocks for mua? I'm craving. Maybe just a hundred tiny braids. When my hair is longer.
And an eyebrow bar.
And a tattoo.
Okay, maybe not a tattoo...
Has life changed since last week? No. No it hasn't. Kelowna is not happening. Is that new? I don't know what I post here anymore.
I'm going to be living in Banff for a while longer.
Don't cheer.
13 minutes and 14 seconds to go.
Have I mentioned I need a laptop?
Will be on the internet cafe computers tomorrow all day long if anyone cares.
Probably not. Most people don't.
I hate peeling oranges. One end is meant to pop out, and the other never quite works out the way I want it to.
There is a man sitting next to me who is rubbing his legs back and forth together so that his demin pants make a rustling sound.
It's driving me nuts. I want to kick him.
10 minutes.
Very hungry right about now. I crave peanuts. And lasagna. Definitly salty things. Possibly barbeque wings.
St. Patty's day coming up. Going to get hammered. Maybe it'll cure my boredom. I'm sure dancing crazily on a bar with 6 old Irish men singing jaunty tunes can cure that.
Jenny- I cannot WAIT to see you. The trip there with Kim is going to be amazing, and I just KNOW you'll love to see me---I mean, your present. Ahem.
Gonna' go eat now.
BLOWING THIS SHINDIG
PEACE
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There. That's better, isn't it?
Hopefully the layout works better on IE, since people still (shockingly) use it.
BORED OF BANFF.
Alliteration.
Best part of my day.
Aside from chatting with Kim and Jacinda. <3 Much love for my home-girls. Can't wait until the end of April! :D
Remember all those plans I posted before? Many are now NOT HAPPENING.
Why? Because the universe seems to hate me. And nothing works out how I want it to.
SO, I adjust my life accordingly.
That list is going to be re-written. And it might be done again and again and again. So don't get used to the same thing twice.
Ben's birthday present arrived today, which means Jenny's will arrive in a week or so. Yay! Good, because Canada Post sucks, and it's going to take bloody forever to reach them.
I've been on the library computer for 5 hours. Which is a long time, considering every 30 minutes I have to get up and ask for another time-ticket so my computer doesn't turn off.
It's a good thing it's free, or I wouldn't have the patience for it. No siree.
Last night, instead of going to bed like a normal person, I crashed on the living-room floor in full clothing with the TV blaring. Surprisingly, I had a restfull sleep. HA! Never happens. I definitly had Skylar-party dejavu. <3
And that's my post for the day. Gotta go home and live my boring-ass, lame life now.
PEACE MUTHAS~!
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