Nog's Eve!!

Tonight I will attempt, for the fourth time, to drink a whole litre of EggNog, as it is the tradition of Nog's Eve. I'm kind of excited, I haven't had eggnog for a long time, and I love it so.

(Nog's Eve is the kick-off to the Christmas Season... very festive!)

oh silly me

I wasted so much time tonight watching this stupid cartoon called Making Fiends. It's about an evil girl called Vendetta and a sickening, sweet, innocent girl named Charlotte who is completely oblivious to anything close to evil. Anyway, it has it's moments of (I don't know if you can call it) humour, but it really was not worth my time tonight, with pressing assignments and papers to finish before the end of the semester.

But then I though, just think of how much time it took for the creator of this site (and she has two other short- film sites like this one) to come up with all these silly episodes, draw them all, do voice-overs for all of them put them on the stupid site, then design the site with "extras" and other links.... Then I didn't feel so bad about my 45 min. of wasted time...

(no offense to the creator of the site, she probably really enjoys doing stuff like that, but I don't really enjoy wasting my time on it)

thought of the day

(this painting is called Day Dreaming. I thought it was cool)

while I sat at a computer today trying to do some work, I started thinking about why the crap I was there. I mean, how did I end up sitting in that particular chair at that particular computer, at Providence College?

do you ever wonder about these things? it's like looking at yourself from someone else's perspective, and if I do it for too long, I end up scaring myself a bit. I mean it's weird.

but it's at times like these when I wonder how some people think that the spiritual world doesn't exist, or that human beings don't have souls. how then, do they explain something like this?

when I was sitting at that computer, it was almost like I was floating away, like in a daydream. everyone knows that feeling. eventually you snap back to reality with a tap on the shoulder, or a door closing, and then you realize after that you didn't hear the door open, or that person approach you. it was almost as if your senses were turned off for a while. it kind of freaks me out when that happens.

I think it may have something to do with our souls. I mean it's like my soul was in tuned with the spiritual world for a second and then snapped back into the physical world bringing back my awareness of my surroundings. it kind of brings new light to the saying "wandering soul" for me. my mom has called me that before, and I know that as I kid I would daydream a lot, but what if it wasn't day dreaming? what if my soul was actually wandering a bit, longing to go somewhere new, somewhere away and out of the weak and dirty, stinking thing we call a body? I am aware that that is a little harsh, but isn't there something deep inside that agrees?

I definitely don't know enough about the spiritual, or even the physical world to prove any of this. and I only have personal experiences to go on, probably not enough to support my theory... anyway, it was on my mind today. I didn't actually want to publish this post, but then I remembered that everyone already thinks I'm weird, so there's really no harm. ha ha....

Christmas is coming, the goose is getting fat!

And I'm not!

Anyway, I decided to make a list of the things I am thankful for. Mostly because the Christmas Season is nearly upon us and I have a hard time not noticing the good things in my life, but also after hearing a very sad and unfortunate story earlier today, I realized that even though I have problems in my life and some issues that need to be dealt with, my life isn't really that bad. I have a lot to be thankful for. So in no particular order....

-->THiNGs I aM THanKfuL fOr <--

the clothes that fill my dresser and closet
grandparents far away thinking of me
movies that make me laugh
sunsets that make me feel small
food that fills my belly three times a day
a home surrounded in love
music
the innocent laughter of children
education
our "one great city"
the freedom to express myself
feeling safe while I sleep
a mom and a dad who love me
the fact that I can read
that I can listen and see and talk to people
my sisters, who put other sisters to shame
a church that I can go to in my pj's
a bed that I can sleep in
friends that I can joke with
a voice I can sing with
hands that I can play piano with
a boyfriend that I don't deserve
laughter
love
life


I don't think I can list everything, it might go on for pages...

Okay, so where's the snow again?

I really thought that the couple of big snow falls that we had were going to stay, but they slowly melted away, not planning to return for a while... What happened there? Winter? Are you coming at all this year? It seems so strange to me that almost everyone has their Christmas lights up covering roof tops and trees and what ever else they put them on. Anyway, it's wierd seeing Christmas lights without snow covering the ground. I mean there's nothing. And it's already getting to the end of November... So I decided to write an

***Ode to Snow***

(sorry cynthia and corrie, I just need more time with the rockets... they mean so much to me, I can't seem to sum them up just yet)

Snow. Snow. Snow.
Pure, white, perfect.
You cover this ugly, dead earth
with a blanket so loving,
each of your flakes unique and beautiful
fall to the ground.
And as each snowflake takes it's place,
together they offer this earth protection and warmth
through the cold and dark season of winter.
You make Christmas complete,
decorating the houses and trees like icing.
You make children endlessly happy
with your banks deep and inviting.
You make the black winter nights
seem lighter and the daytime brighter.
Snow, it would not be winter without you!
Bless us with your abundant flakes once again
and save this season of endless night
with your blanket of comfort, purity and warmth.


But seriously, I want snow already.

Yay! Positivity!

is that even a word?

anyway, I promised a couple of posts ago that I would list the things that I felt were good about having teeth ripped out of your gums and dealing with the healing process afterwards... here ya go. (but I don't think I can come up with 10, so...)

Top 7 Positive Things About Having Your Teeth Ripped Out Of Your Gums And Dealing With The Healing Process:

7. I actually got quite a few laughs at the physical condition of my face during the worst part of it, and I like making people laugh. So the Chipmunk Cheeks were pretty fun.

6. Being able to lay in bed all day and Watch as Much TV As I Wanted was pretty alright, and the not-having-to-feel-guilty-about-it part was good too.

5. Having Everything Brought To Me while laying or sitting down all day, now that was probably one of the better perks, even though after a while I got frustrated with not being able to do anything for myself...

4. Even thought I didn't eat that much food, Spoon Feeding Myself Yummy Smoothies was one of my favorite things to do, becuase they were all so good!

3. This one obviously gets third place because Getting School Off For Three Days, right before the busy time of the semester starts can be really relaxing and was a good time to mentally prepare myself. (even thought I hardly did any homework... ah ha ha....)

2. I think during my "healing process", because I wasn't allowed to eat any solid food, which cut out bread, pasta, meat, raw vegies, hard fruit, coffee, chocolate, candy and pretty much everything else that doesn't taste good blended or mushed, etc.... I ended up Losing Weight. I think around 5 or 6 pounds. So I decided to come up with a new diet. It's called the "Lose a tooth Lose a Pound!" diet, with a sister-diet (just in time for Christmas!!) called "Lose 2, Gain the Loss of 5!"

1. And the number one positive thing about getting my wisdom teeth pulled is the fact that I HAVE NAILS!!!! I haven't had nails ever! and I actually couldn't physically bite my nails for almost two weeks!! I mean they aren't the best right now, like thin and not very strong, but they are there!! I didn't actaully notice them until I scratched myself and then thought.. "Hey wait a minute! I SCRATCHED MYSELF!!! YEHAW!!!" well that's what is was like in my head anyway... But I am pretty happy about the things I gained during my experience, especailly the "lose a couple teeth, gain a few nails" part.

So that's it. And even though I'm kind of making fun of this experience, I'm just above all else glad that I didn't have any complications or problems. I mean things could have been so much worse. So I was pretty lucky!

lazily I write this...

(this looks like a lazy painting...)


so I was going to list another ten things you might not know about me today, but then I got lazy, then I thought I'd give you five things I did today so far, because it requires less thinking...

1. I tried to sing at my voice lesson with my mouth only half open (which wasn't as fun as I thought it was going to be, it actually start to hurt a bit)

2. I ate some surprisingly good corn/potato chowda for lunch from the small bistro at school.

3. I sent myself an email. (I'm having a lonely day, okay?)

4. I brought my antibiotics to school with me, so I was pretending to be House and keep them in my pocket all day and then every once and a while nonchalauntly open the bottle and pop one into my mouth... but I couldn't actually do it because I can't swallow pills dry like that, and also because I only take 1 while I'm at school. So it was only kind of fun.

5. I spent a good amount of time on the internet trying to find out how to do the "knit" stitch. I found some helpful videos and saved them to my flash drive. It was a blasty blast.

So that was about it during this boring day.

oh I forgot to mention that I got an 8.8/10 on a Music History paper, which beat my last 8.5/10, so that was encouraging. and when talking to my professor for that class he complimented me on my solid paper writing. HA! solid paper writing my butt. has anyone seen a paper that I've written? bad bad bad... anyway, I figure that it's at least good for my self-esteem to hear something good about myself, even if it is a music professor commenting on my (what I like to call) "writing" "skills" (yes, each of those words get their own "quotation" marks)

Daing....

So today as I was picking up some drugs, oh I mean "medication" at the local pharmacist. Becky was with me and found it hard to comment on the side effects of the antibiotics I was getting. DAAIENG! was mentioned after the possible side effect of constipation... then followed by "I don't think I'll ever be able to be serious about anything." It actaully made my day.

Love you Bec

Double Frick!

so here's my last few days in a nutshell:

-slept in wednesday morning
-had a surprisingly good breakfast
-phoned the dentist to see if they could fit me in for a check-up on my blasted wisdom teeth
-really didn't think it was going to happen
-1 phone call later had an appointment for 3:40pm
-went to the appointment thinking I was going to get a check-up
-a little surprised and confused when the word "extraction" was used more than once
-20 min later found myself sitting in a pretty comfortable chair, and noticed that my face was thoroughly frozen with the "Extractinator" looming over me
-then I heard the words "pass me the knife", and almost passed out
-a lot of pressure
-then the sound of one my teeth cracking into pieces, and being taken out
-I think the other tooth was in one piece, but it was a little stubborn, so it took just as long as the first one
-then I thought it was over
-sat up a bit, feeling like someone had just taken advantage of my poor mouth with a scauple
-was a little unsteady
-finally got home
-couldn't eat anything
-after pain killers and movies, went to bed and didn't sleep all night
-woke up the next day and spoon fed myself all meals
-watched a rediculous amount of television
-layed around
-went to bed and had more sleep... finally
-woke up, ate (well more like swallowed) breakfast
-watched too much tv
-layed around

and hardly talked during all of this... it was harder than I thought. and the pain still isn't over.

worst things about getting your wisdom teeth removed:
-having to change the bloody gauze every half an hour after the procedure
-not being allowed to eat good food
-forgetting to take more medication when you still feel okay so you don't have to sit through the pain for an hour waitng for the tylenol to kick in
-not being able to brush your teeth very well
-having to woosh salt water around in your mouth 4 times a day
- oh and feeling like a bloated-faced chipmunk who was run over by a car then smashed in the face with a two-by-four, resulting in a broken jaw.

I 'll tell you the good things after I'm recovered.

cheese moon

this is what I found when I typed "cheese moon" into google images...



this girls artwork is actually pretty cool, check it out at http://www.susannahperry.com/

... if anyone is looking for christmas presents for me... (hint hint)

Man! Two Fridays?!

You know that feeling when a Tuesdsy feels like a Wednesday, and then it throws off your whole week? Well that happened to me this week and it only makes sense that if you think that your Tuesday is your Wednesday, then your Wednesday is your Thursday, then your Thursday is your Friday... but then when you get to your actual Friday, it's definitely not Saturday because you would be sleeping in and maybe eating pancakes or something. So, this morning I woke up feeling like it was Saturday, but remembering it's Friday, but then thinking, wasn't it just Friday just yesterday? What the heck? So I basically had two Fridays this week, the first one obviously being the worst.
I don't even want to know what my weekend will be like...

So anyway, this got me to thinking about cheese. And how I love it. I acutally wrote a little "ode to cheese" about it. It goes like this:







Oh, Cheese
You make a meal dilectable
Where would macroni be without you?
You compliment the cracker
And complete the casserole
Grilled bread without you is like Christmas without presents
Poor broccoli without your creamy sauce is naked and lonely
Croissants call your name in a hope that you would cover them
You raise the fat content in food
But the flavour is unsurpassable
And you are a good source of dairy
Oh, Cheese
You have changed the face of food forever
What would we do without you?

Just between you and me...

there was this guy in highschool that I had this huge crush on. later I found out that he liked me too, but nothing other than a lot of flirting and hugs came of it. he really was and is a great guy. as I type this he is actually training to become a great actor, or a broadway star or maybe something else. whatever it is, he sure has the talent. anyway, when I still did like him there was a point in our friendship where I was either jealous of the girls he would hang out with, or he wasn't paying any attention to me, or else he was really being a jerk. I'm not quite sure which one it was, but I know that it bothered me enough for me to write this, dedicated to him: (after reading it through again, I think I was intending it to be a rap... so have a funky rap beat in your mind when you read this)

It's called "Mr. Ego"

Woah little ego now, don't fly too high

You know mama's not gonna

catch you out of the sky

You don't know what you're doin

to your peeps all around

Breakin their hearts

Meanwhile destroyin what they found

I thought I knew you
but I didn't
I thought you knew me
but you don't
I thought that you would
change a little
I though that you would
but you won't

You were such a nice guy
Now where did you go?
You left us all alone
hopin that maybe you'd show
You kept us way too long
standing high on our toes
until we all thought a minute
and realized that this blows

I though I knew you
but I didn't
I thought you knew me
but you don't
I thought that you would
change a little
I thought that you would
but you won't

So, after I wrote this he somehow read this and was really hurt by it. I felt really bad, but I was just expressing myself! what else was I supposed to do? anyway, if that guy ever reads this again, I really am sorry, becuase I think you're gonna be great and no silly girl from highschool could change that, even if she was a jerk.