& here we go...

This is the last weekend, for 8 months, that I will have no homework, readings, labs, projects, etc. Scary.

Bonus that it's a long weekend! How did you spend your labour day long weekend?

I bought some cute new furniture pieces & decorative things for my apartment & am about to embark on a redecorating-rejuvenating-re-freshening mission. 

Although- back to school = back to spending carefully. Sadface. Especially since I can go {here} and name an item I have every 2 lines or so. Jeez.

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& the countdown is on

Yep. Counting down. Today is my 2nd last day of work. Well, last legit working day. Tomorrow is a staff bbq/party/extravaganza.Then it's a long weekend.. and...For, like, 3 days haha. Classes start next Tuesday.

This afternoon is craaaawling by. 1 hr & 20 mins to go. What should I make for supper? Hmm. No, bad idea. No food-related brainstorming allowed. I'll get hungry and time will slow to a literal fucking standstill.

This entry has kind of turned into just a written stream of consciousness. How fun/lucky for you!

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J'adore les jours de pluie

I know a lot of people who absolutely cringe when they realize it's raining outside. Not me.

I absolutely love the rain.
Love love love

You can put on an extra pair of socks, throw on a good rainy day playlist (found this one online and ♥ it), get a warm cup of something delish and just listen & smell & watch.

But today, I'm stuck @ the office. Can't wait to leave work & enjoy the delightfully grey weather.

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boys are stupid.

The. End.

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It's late, and I'm having a cozy night in to myself in my apartment. Almost midnight. Should probably just give in and go to bed.

But no. Tum tum is a-rumblin'! And practically chanting to me, "mac and cheese, mac and cheese.."

I should specify, to me mac and cheese is no neon out of a box nonsense. I make this stuff from scratch.

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feeling a bit wanderlusty

"If you’re visiting a country where you don’t speak the language,
just put on your best accent. Totally fools ‘em."
— Craig Ferguson

I don't know what it is lately, I just have this insane urge to grab my passport & wallet, maybe a bag of a few essentials & just get out of here, go somewhere, anywhere.

Maybe it's because I have barely twelve days left of holidays before classes start again..

..or because I went straight into university after high school when several of my peers decided to travel..

..perhaps it's because I just saw Eat Pray Love.

Whatever the reason, and even though I probably won't be able to get away for an extended time until I'm finished my degree(s), I'm keeping a mental list of the top countries I want to visit.

Currently includes: Italy, Greece, Ukraine, Ireland, Scotland, UK, Spain, Portugal, Ecuador, Brazil, Germany... oh god I could go on and on and on...

Where do you want to go?

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let your heart defy your logic.

Isn't that what always happens?

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I really wouldn't mind lying on the grass in the park, snuggling up to Joseph Gordon-Levitt. Yeah. That would be an ok afternoon.

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mmm ...lunch

Pretty sure the simplest ingredients and combinations always result in the most tasty things.

Lunch today:
  • salad {3 diced vine ripened tomatoes, handful of fresh basil leaves, torn into pieces, some finely sliced & diced fresh mozzarella, drizzles of balsamic vinegar & extra virgin olive oil, sprinkle of pepper}
  • hunk of ciabatta bread
  • 1/2 sparkling water 1/2 iced tea


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how do i do this again?

Right. Well. Since classes start in about.. 12 days or so I figured I'd start blogging again.

Had a brief stint with tumblr.. still can't decide which service I like better. For now, blog it is.

Slow afternoon at work. Starting search for new layout...

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therapy, shmerapy

Who needs it?

Or, professional therapy, more like.

Today on my way home from classes I took the long way, my neighbourhood has so many cool little shops and boutiques. Bought myself some fresh cut fleurs and pumped some feel good songs on my iPod. Definitely what I needed! Some fresh air, pretty things, and tunes. Ahh.

On a sidenote, who watched the Grammy Awards last night? Is it just me, or was Lady Gaga wearing a fucking iceberg on her head? Come on. We get it. I'd hate to be stuck sitting behind her at these things.

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Love = Santa Claus

So, at home on a Saturday night recovering from an insane Friday evening that was spent out with my engineering boys.

Curled up on the couch to find a movie, Kate & Leopold was on tv. Perf. Ect. One of my faves. And one of very few of Hugh Jackman's roles where he's not all hairy/burly/rippling muscles everywhere. Not that I'm opposed to those roles, whatsoever. Just an observation


Kate/Meg Ryan has this line at one point, which I will now share:

"...maybe that whole love thing is just a grown-up version of Santa Claus; just a myth we've been fed since childhood. So, we keep buying magazines, joining clubs, and doing therapy and watching movies with hit pop songs played over love montages all in a pathetic attempt to explain why our love Santa keeps getting caught in the chimney. "
Le sigh. I believe it. Love's not on my side these days.

Pass the ice cream.

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Score = 176

I got 176.. I think. Adding it up is a bitch.

Level 1 = 1

1. smoked a cigarette
2. smoked a cigar
3. done weed
4. kissed a member of the same sex
5. drank alcohol

Level 2 = 2
1. been in love
2. been dumped
3. shoplifted-the fun of it.
4. been fired
5. been in a fist fight

Level 3 = 1
1. snuck out of a parent’s house
2. had feelings for someone who didn’t have
them back
3. been arrested
4. made out with a stranger
5. gone out on a blind date

Level 4 = 2
1. had a crush on an older person
2. skipped school
3. slept with a co-worker
4. seen someone/something die

Level 5 = 2
1. had/have a crush on one of your FRIENDSTER
2. been to Paris
3. been to Spain
4. been on a plane
5. thrown up from drinking

Level 6 = 1
1. eaten Sushi
2. been snowboarding
3. met someone BECAUSE of myspace
4. been mosh pitting

Level 7 = 5
1. been in an abusive relationship
2. taken pain killers
3. love/like someone right now
4. laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by
5. made a snow man

Level 8 = 3
1. had a tea party
2. flown a kite
3. built a sand castle
4. gone puddle jumping
5. played dress up

Level 9 = 2
1. jumped into a pile of leaves
2. gone sledding
3. cheated while playing a game
4. been lonely
5. fallen asleep at work/school

Level 10 = 3
1. used a fake/someone else’s ID
2. watched the sun set
3. felt an earthquake
4. killed a snake

Level 11 = 2
1. been tickled
2. been robbed/vandalized
3. robbed someone
4. been misunderstood
5. pet a reindeer

Level 12 = 0
1. won a contest
2. been suspended from school
3. had detention
4. been in a car/motorcycle accident

Level 13 = 2
1. had/have braces/retainer
2. eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night
3. had deja vu
4. danced in the moonlight

Level 14 = 1
1. hated the way i look
2. witnessed a crime
3. pole danced
4. questioned my heart
5. been obsessed with post-it notes

Level 15 = 3
1. squished barefoot through the mud
2. been lost
3. been to the opposite side of the world
4. swam in the ocean
5. felt like you were dying

Level 16 = 4
1. cried yourself to sleep
2. played cops and robbers
3. recently coloured with crayons/colored pencils/markers
4. sang karaoke
5. paid for a meal with only coins

Level 17 = 2
1. done something you told yourself you wouldn’t
2. made prank phone calls
3. laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose
4. kissed in the rain

Level 18 = 2
1. written a letter to Santa Clause
2. been kissed under a mistletoe
3 watched the sun set with someone you care/cared about
4. blown bubbles
5. made a bonfire on the beach

Level 19 = 1
1. crashed a party
2. have traveled more than 5 days with a car full of people
3. gone roller skating/ blading
4. had a wish come true
5. humped a monkey

Level 20 = 0
1. worn pearls
2. jumped off a bridge
3. screamed “penis” at a football game.
4. swimming with dolphins

Level 21 = 3
1. got your tongue stuck to a pole/freezer/ice cube
2. kissed a fish
3. worn the opposite sex’s clothes
4. sat on a roof top

Level 22 = 2
1. screamed at the top of your lungs
2. can do a one-handed cartwheel
3. talked on the phone for more than 6 hours
4. stayed up all night

Level 23 = 3
1. picked and ate an apple right off the tree
2. climbed a tree
3. had/been in a tree house
4. are scared to watch scary movies alone

Level 24 = 1
1. believe in ghosts
2. have/had more then 30 pairs of shoes
3. gone streaking
4. been in jail

Now do it!

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Oh, I almost forgot..

Since it's been sooo long, I need to update my links/affs. So if your blog address url has changed, or I'm missing yours, then let me know!

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I have blogging committment issues.


I realize I REALLY suck shit at blogging lately. But, we're on the brink of 2010, and I'm hunting for a new shiny blog layout, and I'm not going to neglect this anymore. Because I need to vent sometimes. And I know you all miss me dearly. Hah. Anyway.

Where was I...

Last time I promised T stories.. right. T. What a boy.

My girlie 6th sense had kicked in a few times, I thought perhaps there might be some chemistry between us, but was coming off a bad break up & didn't really feel like jumping in to something new.. was kinda in that "fuckmalesihatethem" state of mind.

But, on a whim, one Friday night a group of friends was going to a movie, so I figured, fuck it, invite him.. what do I have to lose? So I shot him a text.

T: "Yeah, I'm so down!"

Nice. Then.. approximately an hour or so before we were all planning to be at the theatre..

T: "Ok, so sorry, forgot about a friend's party, have to go. Call you tomorrow?"

Pretty much the standard brush-off, right? That's what I thought. Didn't expect to hear from him, minus running into him awkwardly the following Monday morning at work. Ew.

Then, early Saturday afternoon, he actually called! A guy, who said he was going to call.. DID! What le fuck! Miracle.

So, since it was summer, we went cruising around in his car (convertible), got ice cream/went for a stroll along the river/park, went to a movie.. it was fabulous so far.

Walking back to his car after the show, and he was like, 'so what now?' and I have really no idea on how to wrap up such a nice little date, and then he was like 'hmm. i know. get in'.

And off we go.

Flash forward 15 mins or so.

T parks kind of around the block from an outdoor public pool. Let's recap quickly: we had already walked, movied, etc., so it was easily 1130 pm or so.

I kinda look at him.. like.. what's le plan here exactly?

He gets out.

"Well, come on!"

So I follow him across the park where we hide behind some trees like 13 yr olds sneaking cigarettes in the bushes.

"Okay. Watch the traffic. Wait for a good time, then hop the fence."

My mind was going nuts. Traffic. Fence. Jesus.

"I'll go first."

Looked over his shoulder a couple times, then climbed over the chainlink fence into the pool grounds.

Jesus. What was I supposed to do, totally wimp out and walk away? So, I threw over my new kitten heel sandals (wasn't going to damage those babies) and scurried over.

We sat in the dark against the wall of the equipment shed. Talked. His smile was one of those that lit up his whole face, not to mention mine.

Then, he stands up. Takes off his shirt. Throws his keys, wallet, and cell on it. Kicks off his shoes, then socks.


Cocks his head, grins and then strolls over to the side of the pool, and dives in silently.

I have no idea what my face looked like at that point. My thoughts were racing. I couldn't stop thinking about how much fun I was having that night so far, and the spontaneity (and trespassing haha) T was bringing out in me. Oh, and how lovely his body looked shining in the moonlight.

He called for me to come join him, I replied stupidly, "I didn't bring my bathing suit". Yeah. No shit. Stupid stupid stupid.

"Would it help if I did this?" Another crooked grin, reached under the water. Tossed his belt on the deck. Then his jeans.


I emptied my jean skirt pockets, making a nice little pile beside his stash of stuff, and walked over to the side and sat with my legs in the water. In retrospect, I have no fucking clue why I was so hesitant. He bugged me some more and threatened to pull me in. I stood up, pulled off my shirt, and jumped in.

The water was surprisingly warm.

"See? It's so nice, B."

We paddled around, talking (more,I know), keeping somewhat quiet with our heads down so the intermittent passing cars wouldn't spot us. We swam into the deep end (literally, figuratively comes later...). I hung with my elbows on the side of the pool, looking up at the gorgeous summery starry sky. The night had gotten a little chilly, so steam was rising off the water. Yeah. Like.. movie-esque. Starry sky, summer night, steamy pool, alone in a pool with T (in his boxers).. almost too good to be true.

We had kinda stopped talking for a few minutes, but it wasn't an awkward silence at all. Both of us just kinda looking around. I turned from the wall to face back to the middle of the pool to find T, but he had already been swimming up to me and was close. Very close. I had mere seconds to register another perfect smile, and then he kissed me.

I don't know who was the first person to break it. I was surprised at the game this guy had. Pretty smooth. I kinda looked away i guess, and T just reached down in the water, pulled my legs up around his waist, and started kissing my neck. It was just so inexplicably fantastic, him holding me in the middle of the water, his mouth and hands expertly gliding all over my body. And the steam. It was like we were in some sort of private pool in a forest or something.

I snapped out of my thoughts and got right back to the moment when I realized we were drifting with the current. Past where he could touch the bottom enough to not have to try and stay above water, suddenly, he walked us off the ledge and our heads both went under. Of course we bobbed up right away, a foot or so apart, I had a silent mini freak out (OMG MY MASCARA IS IT RUNNING AAAH). We kinda just looked at each other for a second, and then he simultaneously closed the distance between us and pushed me up against the side of the pool, taking my arms and holding them against the edge of the pool. And proceeded to go. To. Town.

I started to just hold on to the edge myself, he used his now free hands to his (my?) definite advantage.

There's something to be said for a bit of force with passion; I definitely need and want it. Anything too blah, or vanilla, and I'm bored. Anyway. At one point I forgot where we were and started to raise myself up a bit and lean on the deck with my elbows. Yup, just high enough to set off the motion light.

I froze, sure it was going to dial the security company or something. Again, why couldn't I just chill the fuck out? Hah.

T laughed at my sudden surprise/freezing. Steam was now coming off both of us, too. He never really had to say much, his face always said it all.

Of course he reached up and pulled me back in. Things we getting pretty hot. Still can't get over how picture perfect it was. The fun went on. Fun fact: those rope/buoy/divider things? If the line is slack enough (it was), and you have some weight on top of you (ie a man), and some balance (I do), you can actually lie on it kinda like a water hammock of sorts. You just have to reach overhead and hold onto the wall where the rope is attached. Anyway. Highly recommend! It didn't take long like that to realize my skirt had ridden up in the water and T was wearing only boxers. And was happy to see me. Helllloooo.

I didn't think getting it on right there was a good idea at that precise moment. Plus, it was pretty damn cold out. We were both starting to shake, not only from the giddy excitement, but out of borderline hypothermia. T pulled me onto his lap and tried to hug me tight enough to warm me up. We seriously couldn't keep our hands/mouths off each other. He had wound his fingers through my hair, pulled my head back, and was kissing up my chest and neck when he got to my ear and breathily said "You're shaking, come on", and paddled us over to the shallow end where we got out, and scampered across the deck to our stuff. It wasn't awkward, we were giddy. Climbing out was substantially harder than in, probably because we were soaked and slipping on the metal fence. He happened to have a towel in the trunk from a trip to the beach, so I managed to dry my hair a bit before we got in. T put up the roof, and cranked the heat. And tunes.

It only took about a minute for all the windows to completely fog up. Thick. Like... Titanic the movie style. Magically, a super cliche, yet still hot slowjam came on the shuffle, and makeout #349909 of the evening immediately commenced. Getting it together, we just started driving. Eventually making it to my place, I ran in and put on some dry clothes, and ran back out.

Younger guy. So, still lived at home. Not a big deal. All the lights in his house were off, and we were trying to be absolutely silent. (That's always when you run into like 50 things and make the biiiiggest commotions). T was never one to ever waste a minute, and no later was the door closed, and again I was up against the wall. Definitely enjoyed his style! God he was good with his hands. We were still in the entry way for fucks sake, and he almost got me off, THROUGH my jeans. Seriously.

Picked me up and carried me downstairs. He went and got some water and we lay on the couch, talking and joking around....etc. Besides the obvious physical connection, he could also stimulate my intellectual side and we always had great conversations. Anyway.

Soon it was late, really late, and he drove me home.. did I mention he was chivalrous too? Came around to open my door, and I got 2 goodnight kisses, one up against the car and the classic one on the doorstep.

So, that was the first date with T. A teaser of what was to come! Sorry if the description got a little too soft-core for anyone.. haha.

Jesus. It's like... 3 am.

Sweet dreams my friends!! Happy to be back blogging!


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Update time.

So, it's been awhile. Been trying to write an update; but classes have just begun this week so things were pretty crazy. Anyway.

What's been happening these last few months? A LOT. Hah. I don't even know where to start, it will probably take awhile to document all the good things that happened.

I suppose one of the big ones was a new lover on the scene. Mm. That was fun while it lasted.. which unfortunately had to come to an end because I moved. Which was also a big change.. exciting!

Sidenote, any country fans in the house? Listen to any Lady Antebellum? Big fan.

But back to the lover sitch.. I'll call him T.. it was weird in the sense that he was 2 years younger than me.. I usually can't deal with that, the maturity difference ends up getting in the way. But it didn't, and he was skilled in many ways to say the least.

Ugh I have to cut this short, but next post I'll brag a bit more about the adventures with T.

Hope everyone's having a fantastic weekend!

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I'm baaaack..

Wow. It's been awhile, hasn't it?

I don't know what really happened, I just trailed off blogging, life got pretty crazy and I just didn't make time to blog when I really should have! Anyway!

Here's to starting it up again! Hope everyone that used to blog is still blogging too.. from what I remember you were all fabulous!!

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Am I the only one who knows how to drive anymore?

Seriously, we get a little bit of freezing rain and everyone decides to either a) drive like fucking Mach 3 or b) drive like they are a float in a parade and go -10 km/hr. Excellent. Both are extremely hazardous to both the general public, and most importantly, my sanity. I'm teetering on the edge here! Do you KNOW how close it is to Valentine's Day? That alone immediately adds 20 mental health deterioration points to an unattached girl's psyche.

At work, there is this girl. Who I will refer to for all intensive purposes as The Hypochondriac. To be clear, we loaaathe The Hypochondriac. She is neighbours or lives in the same building as a very nice girl who I often sit with at lunch, and since The Hypochondriac is socially inept and has not yet grasped such skills as interacting with other humans, chewing with mouth cavity closed, or otherwise functioning as a member of society, she tends to drive people away. Usually after one break or lunch, her poor victim(s) will go out of their way to never sit with or near her again. You get the picture.


Since The Hypo. is in such dire social circumstances, she has decided that her neighbour is her last resort before she has to sit alone, so she's decided to impose her sunny personality on our table. Love. Ly.

After a brief introduction, she wastes no time launching into the various medical issues ailing her, past, present, and what she will probably contract in the future. Some of the more notable ones that I caught when I was unable to block out her droning include; an overactive bladder, hemorrhoids and random anal bleeding (super), tonsilitis, heavy menstrual flow with odd chunks (not even fucking kidding), a cold or flu "basically every other day", as well as pink eye, excessive bruising, migraines, and spider veins.

If you just vomited, I'll give you a minute to go freshen up. Imagine trying to continue eating your lunch while these and other conditions were being described in graphic detail. Thanks anyway, but I'd rather not hear about how puss is drained from your eye with a syringe. I will never be able to enjoy lemon yogurt again, I can say that much.

Honestly, every god damn day I see her whining to someone about some freak disease or sniffle or something. TAKE. A. FUCKING. SICK. DAY.

I can't believe someone hasn't taken it upon themselves to put her out of her misery already... good god.

It's only Monday. YAY.

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Let's play Doctor..

Okay, I will admit. I'm totally sucked into/obsessed with Twilight. Maybe it's the forbidden love story thing, or the embodiment of my perfect man... or the over abundance of extremely attractive men in the movie version [which did have it's flaws in representing the book, but, I digress.. ].


Those familiar with the book(s) know of the patriarch of the Cullen family, Dr.Carlisle Cullen. Played by Peter Facinelli in the movie, sure, he was attractive, but not tooootally my type. I like clean cut , but the slicked-back bleach-blonde hair wasn't doing as much for me as some of the other, say, brunettes. Don't get me wrong, I would still totally hit that.


I was doing a little google image and twilight fan site surfing and came across some particularly appealing pics of our man Peter. So of course, I will post them for your viewing pleasure as well.

Emphasis on the pleasure.

I'm still hyperventilating a bit and it's not the first time I've seen these. My favourite's the 3rd.. or maybe the 4th. Hmm.

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You may experience technical difficulties..

..as I revamp my layout. Yes, again!

I realize I've totally sucked balls at blogging/updates lately so I'm trying to encourage myself with something new and pretty to look at. Woo hoo.

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Reflection time!

Sure it's already a few days into 2009, but better late than never, right? Since I'm mega bored waiting for the girls to come over for a SATC marathon/all nighter, may as well do a few of these bad boys. Woo hoo.

Where did you begin 2008?
At a private party at a shwanky night club. All dressed up with my favourite people.

What was your status by Valentine's day of 2008?
Freshly single, wounds still raw haha.

Did you have to go to the hospital?
Thankfully, no, a few bouts with some antibiotics but that's about it.

Did you have any encounters with the police?
The odd speeding ticket and checkstop, nothing serious.

What did you purchase that was over $500?
A new laptop, some tires for my car, a purse or 2... and a few super wicked pairs of shoes.

Did you know anybody who got married?
God sooo many!

Did you know anybody who passed away?
Thankfully no one in my immediate family or close to me.

What sporting events did you attend?
A bunch of hockey, baseball, and football games in the city, both uni and pro. Oh, and a Yankees game when i was in NYC.

What concerts/shows did you go to?
Since I love live music.. I couldn't even begin to list them all!!

Where do you live now?
Sunny warm Canada! (Hah. It's currently -51 outside.)

Describe your birthday.
Well I always have '2'.. one with the fam and one crazy night with friends. Live Shakespeare and dinner with my parents and a big ethnic family dinner first, and a night out on the town with my entourage.

What was your best month?
Hmmm... I'd have to say July.

Who was your best drinking buddy?
I have to narrow it down to just one?!

Made new friends?

Any regrets?
Of course. I try not to think about them too much.

What do you want to change in 2009?
Procrastinate less.

Overall, how would you rate this year?
Exciting and yet kind of a perma- emotional rollercoaster.

Get a new job?

How old did you turn this year?

Did anything embarrassing?
That's part of my charm! I learned how to laugh off embarrassing moments and embrace my quirks.

Get married or divorced?
Hahah hell no.

Be honest - did you watch American Idol?

Totally in love with David Cook. And my secret passion is watching the horrible/hilarious auditions and the judges tearing them apart.

Start a new hobby?

Are you happy to see 2008 go?

Drank Starbucks in 2008?
Pretty much every day on may way to school / work.

Been naughty or nice?
Mostly naughty. Much more fun that way.

What are you wishing for in 2009?
True happiness. Hahah no. Yadda yadda all that cliched shit.

Done something you've regretted?
Didn't I answer this already? Yes.

Lost someone?
*le sigh* ..yeah

Was involved in something you'll never forget?

Cooked a gross meal?
Haha I had a few disasters, yes. But 90% of the time my experiments in the kitchen were hugely successful.

Lost something important to you?
Does a cell phone count?

Got a gift you adore?
Ooooo YES.

Tripped over a coffee table?
God I walk into mine pretty often, cuts ya off right at mid-shin and hurts like a bitch!

Dyed your hair?
Never by myself, but yes.

Came close to losing your life?

Went to a party?
This is a serious question?

Read a great book?

Did you meet any new friends this year?

Did you dislike anyone?
Ooooh yes haha.

Did you grow apart from anyone?
Unfortunately, but that's inevitable.


Did you have a cake?
Yes! My mama still makes me one :)

Did you get any presents?
Of course!


Did you change at all this year?
For the better, I like to think.

Did you change your style?
Not really, maybe it evolved, I don't know.

Did you have a job?

Did you drive?
I love driving.

Did anyone close to you give birth?

Did you go on any vacations?
Mexico babaaay!!

Would you change anything about yourself now?
Hmm ... I'd like a relationship.

2008: WRAP UP

Was 2008 a good year?
Overall yes.

Do you think 2009 will top 2008?
Most likely!

Did you drink a lot of alcohol in 2008?
Ummm.... yeah.

Did you go on any vacations? If so, where?
A bunch of road trips.. all over Canada. Vegas. My favourite place, Mexico!

Did you suffer illness or injury?
Some sinus infections and a bunch of dance or tennis related injuries.

What was the best thing you bought?
You're asking the shopaholic this?

Whose behaviour made you appalled and depressed?
Hmm those of you who read this blog regularly can probably guess my answer to this! Thankfully it was not the whole year!

Where did most of your money go?

Probably going out for dinner/drinks and that sort of thing. Theeen probably clothes. Or techno-stuff because I'm secretly a huge geek. Haha.

What song will always remind you of 2008?
There were a lot.. probably Lollipop.. The Way I Are.. I Kissed A Girl.. In the Ayer (even though I haaaaaaaate that song)... god I can't narrow it down there's way more too.

How did you spend Christmas?
At home with my crazy family, where it ought to be spent!

Did you fall in love in 2008?
Yes, and right back out of it too.

What were your favourite TV programmes?
SATC. CSI. The Tudors. And a bunch of trashy reality shit! Woo!

Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year?

What was the best book you read?
There's nooo way I can pick one!

What was your greatest musical discovery?
A few local indie bands that are pretty rockin.. some more classical composers.. I honestly find new music like every day.

What did you want and not get?
Umm Edward Cullen? Ha. & I still want him.

How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2008?
Alll me! Chic and classic. With some sex kitten thrown in there.

Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
Well there's Johnny Depp, Gordon Ramsay, David Cook, Clooney, Denis Leary, guys from the twilight movie, some Canadian Olympic athletes..oh this list goes on forever!

Quote a song lyric that sums up your year.
Hmmm...going to go with a few lines from Miss J-Lo's Let's Get Loud;

If you wanna live your life
Live it all the way and don't you waste it
Every feelin' every beat
Can be so very sweet you gotta taste it
You gotta do it (you gotta do it)
you gotta do it your way
Life's a party, make it hot
Dance don't ever stop, whatever rhythm
Every minute, every day
Take them all the way you gotta live 'em ('cause I'm going to live my life)
You gotta do it (you gotta do it)
you gotta do it your way Be what you wanna be make no excuses
You gotta do it, (do)
You gotta do it your way

Who did you miss?
Some past loves.

Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2008.
Crying right before bed leads to a)usually extremely odd dreams that bring in weird elements from sub conscious thought, and b) hideous puffy eyes/eyelids in the morning which are suuuper nice to deal with when you have to be at work early, and not so nice when you're trying to give a hot coworker 'the eyes'.

What are your plans for 2009?
To continue kicking ass and taking names!

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Some post-xmas ramblings

So now that I've managed to escape the all-encompassing turkey & chocolate coma that has had me bound to a couch for the past few days semi-conscious..

.. I decide to jump on my laptop and blog. Haha.

No, actually I only really spent Christmas Day doing nothing but lounge around. There's been lots of skiing, skating, sledding, that sort of thing. As well as more non-traditional activities generally not featured on kiddie's xmas specials such as reindeer hump, tandem tobogganing, and under-the-mistletoe-groping-olympics. Intoxication tends to add that je ne sais quoi to any of the afore mentioned events.

I got the Denis Leary book 'Why We Suck' in my stocking, and as fucking hilaaaaaarious as it is, I'm not getting much reading done as I spend most of the time just gazing at his gorgeous image on the back cover. Mmmmm.

As always I've left plans for the last eve of 'o8 to the last minute. Well, I guess I have a few more days here. But still. Actually, as long as it involves champagne and an opportunity to dress up I will be happy. And a nice boy to smooch when the clock strikes 12.

Sidenote: I can't fucking stand the Jonas Brothers. Am I alone in this?

Also I think I've developed some sort of A.D.D./commitment issues with my blog layout. Like everytime I update I want to change it. Jeez. This one is lasting long(er) because a) I like the colour and b) I suck balls at updating so I don't look at it as often and thus don't think " I could use a change" as often.

Oh well.

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...what are you up to? Oh me? I'm just going to wrap my Christmas presents.

Yep. On Christmas Eve.

At 4:35 pm.

No time like the present!

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All is not lost.. yet

Managed to recover my tagboard html thanks to good ole Firefox and the combination of some sifting through history and saved passwords. Woo hoo.

Okay, the last few days it's been between like -35 and -40 EVERY day. Fucking freezing my metaphorical balls off! The whole "omg global warming is such a problem aaah lets make 9000 charities for it aaah omg omg omg" is clearly SUCH a crock 'o shite. If it were true, I would be able to breathe out of my nostrils while walking to and from my car instead of having them practically freeze shut everytime I breathe in.

I do like winter and wintertime activities, just not the stupid insane temperatures that my lovely nation loves to throw at us.

Only 8 days til Christmas.. still not done my shopping. That's under a week of available shopping days. LAME. I am so screwed.


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Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. FUCK!

I am the biggest retard EVER.

I got a new layout.. which I am still tweaking. Anyway. In my excitement, I didn't back up my old layout. Which had my profile. And all my blog links I read. And my tagboard.


Could you be a dear and if I had you listed in my linkie-poos could you drop me a line and remind me if I've missed you? That would be swell.

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Super Lame..

It's official, I totally suck at blogging these days. God. I'm working like 10+ hours of overtime a week and I think I'm going to die. I pretty much have to tape my eyes open.

I've realized I'm nooowhere near close being done Christmas shopping. Like not even remotely. Well, I guess I'm pretty much done getting all the stuff for my brother.. totally spoiled him this year. But anyone else.. not so much.

At least each year the besties and I just spend the day at the spa instead of getting each other random shit. Because really, spending most of the day getting pampered while drinking wine or champagne or both, and this one spa brings in food too, and great company.. totally worth it.

I'm super stumped on what to get my dad. He's probably the hardest person EVER to buy for. Like the literal definition of 'the person who has everything'. Seriously.

What are you getting your fatha' this xmas? Seriously throw some ideas my way... the panic is setting in haha.

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I'm baaaaack!

So, my mini vacation came to an end today. Last Wednesday I flew to TO to visit some friends, my bro had a tournament, and I just felt like escaping.

A bunch of us went out for a formal dinner Friday night. Our waiter, Miguel, was effing hilaaarious. He brought us a second bottle of wine on the house. So we liked him. Hah.

Ugh; I'm tired and lazy and so I think point form is going to take over.

Jared, the guy I wrote about last time, was in TO. For the tourny. Went to a movie. Made out. No big deal. I don't think we're going to turn into anything exclusive. Right away, anyway.

QC's provincial team was also in TO. Naturally, since it was a national thing.

I went to watch several events.

I befriended many QCers.

There was an exceptional amount of hotel parties.

There was an exceptionally attractive boy on the QC team.

The exceptionally attractive garcon is named Vincent. (pronounced Vin-CENT, you know, all french-like).

Vincent also loves red wine.

One night Vincent & I had a lot of wine.

I got to practice my french.

As well as my french kissing.

..Among other things.


J'aime les garcons du francais...

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The last few days I've been home sick from work. Yay. Would be fun, minus the fact I finally went to the Dr. today, and had to spend the morning waiting for/getting x-rays taken of my head {super} and getting blood samples taken {even more super}. Dr. T called me later this afternoon and lo and behold, a sinus infection and some weird virus. Joy. Hooray for antibiotics.

So, apologies for sucking at blogging these past few days. I've been more focused on sleeping and de-clogging my sinuses.

I bought a new yoga mat, not because I needed one. But this one had a DVD, waterbottle, and 3 resistance bands with it, the whole shebang for a mere 9 dolla! Hell yes. If you've never trained with resistance bands, give it a shot, they are amazing, especially if you're someone who really hates weights. Or the gym I suppose, since you can easily use them in your living room.

Today it snowed again. A. LOT.


I met this guy who was on the prov. soccer team with my brother. A year younger than me, but no big deal. Mature, smarty, insanely attractive, doesn't have the asshole factor that apparently goes hand in hand with attractiveness these days, had my sense of humour, gorgeous eyes, made me get that funny feeling, the whole meal deal.

Read: not just someone I'd like to make out with. Well , I would love to, but I'd actually like to date the guy , maybe even long term.

*Gasp!* Yes, the chap could be the one to cure me of my commitment-phobia. I've never been able to see myself dating the same guy into the future like I can with this guy.

We've been on a couple of dates and all is going suuuper super well.

Perhaps I've finally appeased the love karma gods, and they're now smiling on me? Hopefully that's the case.

I also hope there isn't a massive pile of reports and proposals waiting for me on my desk tomorrow at work. As fun as that would be.. rather not do any actual work. Hah. Ambition is my middle name.

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distractions, distractions

I had every intention of finishing up an update post last night. As you can see... didn't exactly happen as planned. Whatevs. After taking in some excellent Monday night television programming, I was thinking about having a nice little bubble bath to relax {with some wine too, perhaps}, when I got a little phone call on the cellular device. Who could it be?

Derrick the Dick.

An ex, whom I'm not overly fond of {to put it extremely lightly} but he thinks he is amazing, God's gift to women etc. I actually listened to most of his pathetic attempt at a booty call just to hear how desperate he was. And then shut him down, of course.

He's one of those guys you'd love nothing more than to plaster posters all over his hot spots in the city that resemble this:
I've managed to restrain myself.. so far.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not really a vengeful person. Well, kind of. And he's a great looking guy. Just.. after the 3rd time through dating the guy and a looooot of wasted time {looking back on things you always realize that} I'm getting pretty sick of him ringing me up thinking everything is dandy, I love him {HAH}, and furthermore, I'd love nothing more than to hurry over to his apartment and blow him. How about not!

Speaking of, I got a nice little message in my inbox on Facey the other day from a good friend I went to high school with, and still see out every now and then. We've kept in touch. She was, and is, the kind of girl who had a super tough and cool exterior but really, inside, was pretty naive and knew fuck all about anything guy/sex related. Which is fine.

Anyway. Back to the message at hand.

Or should I say head? {I'm hilarious, I know.}

She's got this new bf, they've been dating kinda casually for a few months. Basically what it came down to is that she's never performed oral on a guy, ever. Ever! I don't know why, but at this age, it struck me as odd that one wouldn't have at least attempted. {And I know some people are holding out, whatever, don't attack me with a bunch of those type comments}

I gave her some pointers, but it felt kind of weird telling someone who I had always thought to be on close to an equal playing field as me how to get off her bf with her tongue. Oh well.

And for the record, I'm not a crazy penis-crazed skank who runs around blowing everything in sight. I'm not. I'm just experienced.

Why, in this crazy world, when a girl uses the term "experienced" in reference to her sexual prowess or skills or whatevs, does it carry with it the connotation of being a slut who may or may not be rocking some genital herpes? When, a guy who knows his way around down south is simply a good kisser. Ah, another gender double standard.

Not really surprised, I suppose. I'm curious to see what you lovelies think about that whole dealio.

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Oh dear!

Okay; apologies are in order! I'm super sorry I haven't updated in like.. 900 days. Yikes. Life got a little crazy there and unfortunately le blog took the back burner.

Well. As you've noticed by now {I hope, otherwise I'll be a bit concerned..} I'm rocking a new layout. Thoughts?

I'm running to catch The Hills and a sneak peek/special on Twilight, but after that I will update properly. Promise!

In the meantime, d-load Poker Face {by Lady Gaga} & Heartless {by Kanye West}. I car-dance to her on the way to work in the morning.. and I LOVE Kanye's new sound!

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So I turn on my computer with the excited notion of finally making a new layout for my blog when - alas... I forgot I reinstalled Windows on my laptop a month or so ago after an epic crash due to 97 viruses who had made their home on my hard drive.

Okay, so I have to reinstall Adobe Photoshop quickly. No big deal.


Minus the fact that the photoshop c.d. is NOT in the photoshop case, on the shelf where it never moves from on my desk. FRUS. TRA. TION. To the max!!! Where the fuck did I put it?!

I'm such a basket case. I have a brilliant idea and now I can't work on it. And I looooaaathe that Gimp program. Tried it once. Hate. Hate. Hate.

So now I'm turning my already mountain of a desk upside down and things are sliding off and I already stepped on my cruising Rolling Stones c.d. and now I'm all flustered.

Someone's got a case of the Mondays!!!

I fucking hate that saying.


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Oh, and p.s. ....

...I'm thinking about getting a new blog design. Thoughts?

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I have one of those headaches where it feels like your entire brain is self-destructing and your skull is about to explode. And like your eyes are removing themselves from their sockets in an extremely painful fashion.


It's probably due to the fact that I haven't been to the optometrist in like 39048 years and I reaaallly really need a new prescription. I've picked out like 3 different pairs of frames I like, but to actually get in there and get the ole eyes checked out is super low on my to-do list. Well, until my current painful situation. Oh well. Loading up on Advil liqui-gels is going to have to do for now.

The only reason I'm excited for work tomorrow is because I get to see blonde man. No, I don't know his name. No, I don't plan on approaching him to find out. His beauty is something to be marvelled at from afar. Until I grow a set and talk to him. Maybe that'll be later this week. This madness can only go on so long...

In EXTREMELY radical and exciting news I get my hair AND nails done on Wednesday. So excited. Sooooooo excited. Did I mention the general feeling of excitement?

My dog has deposited five different toys at my feet. That's his call for attention.. better play with him before he decides to fart a cloud of mustard gas to catch my attention.

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There. Was. Frost. On. My. Car. This. Morning. NOT IMPRESSED.

Which means Mr. Winter is closer than I thought. I refuse to discontinue the wearing of flats sans socks.

That is all.


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Well that was productive!

Wow, Canadians, good work. $250 mil spent on an election and nothing changed. Super. Juuuuust super. Looking forward to enjoying the cuts to the arts. HON. EST. LY. Not impressed.

In much, much lighter news, I finally bought new mascara today as when the existing tube was that odd crunchy yet gummy consistency for the third day in a row, I decided it was time to toss and replace. I always let things run down until I am absolutely fresh out of everything. Then I have to do a huge cosmetics/toiletries run, which IS super fun, but also pretty stressful the morning you realize you have like an ounce of shampoo left, you have to squeeeeze the shit out of your toothpaste to get a bit out, your foundation is all weird and won't blend right, you still use your blush/powder/bronzer brush trying to shake out a little powder that might still be lodged in the deep dark recesses of the hairs, and then the epic battle with the mascara which is waaay too thick to go on right.

Ugh. The joys of getting ready for the day as a girl.

Despite the crisis in my bathroom this morning I did actually manage to make it on time(!!) to work this morning, a morning right after a long weekend filled with turkey and lying around, I might add. Even with enough time to spare to stare at the cute guy across from me that I am currently lusting after and grab a coffee. Which I burned my tongue/lips on, unfortunately. I hate that feeling, it lasts all day and nothing really tastes right.. probably due to the fact I scorched off the top nine layers of epethelial cells. Whatevs. The sacrifices one must make to stay properly caffeinated!

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mmm turkey

Happy Thanksgiving to all you fellow Canadians out there! I hope you gorge yourself and feast like a king tonight or tomorrow or whenever your big family dinner extravaganza is.

This morning my retarded brother was like,
So what are our plans for tonight?
Jesus. I don't know, maybe something to do with that 15 lb. bird defrosting over there in the sink? Call me crazy but.. yeah maybe something along those lines.

Speaking of thanksgiving dinner and turkey, now that I think about it, I really am not a huge fan of turkey. Nope. A little dry, has that weird enzyme that makes you sleepy.. yeah just not really up there on my faves. However, probably my favourite part of this meal is the mashed potatoes and gravy. Anyone else build a mash-potaters & gravy volcano? Frick I do, it's a very special process, forming a hollowed out centre in the potatoes, so none of the gravy leaks out onto nearby unsuspecting salad or corn. Sometimes I will use a little turkey to create more of a reinforced potato fortress, if you will. Ah. Good times.

This year my mother decided to play Domestic Goddess and bake pumpkin pies from scratch.. crust included. So I am praying there is actually something for dessert.

Well, duty calls, I'm being beckoned to go make buns. Super. Hope you all eat loads of turkey and potatoes and other delicious yum-yums.

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hooooooooly shit

OKAY. If you're a Twilight fan, you must watch the new 2 minute + trailer which is in HD and fucking glorious. A good version can be found here. God. I swear I've watched it like 84727 times. And I'm hardly exaggerating. I can't write anymore because I'm going to watch it fullscreen again.

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for the love of god

Stupid Jamie-Lynn Spears has gone and gotten herself knocked up again. AND she is quoted in some sort of Entertainment Weekly type magazine as "having the best life ever & everything I could ever want" type spiel. Uh, right. A few illiegitimate children, free-loading b.f. and crazy as fuck sister. So. Jealous.

Also, she believed that, and I quote, "one couldn't get pregnant while you're breastfeeding".

Glad those genes are being reproduced en masse.


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blinded by desperation?

Okay. So at work there's this guy I've been spending some time staring at (that sounds so creepy haha) across the office. When I'm there I can't stop looking over at him, I'm just so curious about him. Sounds normal right? Well , what makes it weird is he is insaaanely not my type. First, he's blonde. Usually I don't like the fair-haired guys. Also, he seems kind of shy. And maybe a little awkward? I don't know. Anyway, not what I'd usually go for.

And I keep telling myself, ugh, don't waste your time if you don't really want this in the first place. But then there's this weird phenomenon that is forcing me to momentarily totally ignore my instincts and kind of pursue it anyway.. I don't get it!

Let me assure you I'm absolutely not the type of girl who gets desperate and will lower her standards just to have a guy on her arm at all times, so it's not about that. It's just like this constant battle in my head between side A going "don't go there he's not your type" and side B "you have nothing to lose go nuts, he's there, do something about it". Faaaaaack.

Honestly. I'm a basketcase. Haha.


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Up late again..

Surprise surprise, it's past 1 a.m. and I'm still wiiide awake. With nothing to do but blog. I did finally get caught up on all my missed t.v. episodes.. aka... the hills and the tudors.

Oh sidenote- new song you must d-load pronto! Another Way To Die - Jack White & Alicia Keys. It's super rad.

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Okay, okay. You're probably wondering what's with all the random posts all on the same day. Well friends, my old blog/site host decided to be retarded and so I had to transfer effing EVERYTHING to my blogspot account. So, it's taken a few days to get it up to date. So change your bookmarks, blogspot is my new home.

I'm going to try to update more often, and all that jazz. Get excited.

Oh, and I got a new blog template. Likee?

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Gongshow 2008

So.. there are nation-wide elections going on in both Canada and the States right now, as you probably (and hopefully..) know already. The english leaders' debate is on t.v. tonight, and honestly it is ridiculous. Avoiding questions, calling names, passing the blame, changing the subject. How old are we here? Like honestly. You're running to lead the fucking country and you can't answer a simple question in the hot seat. God. No wonder no one votes. It's not because they are lazy or don't want to, no. It's because there aren't any eligible, competent candidates to vote for.


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I swear I've got some sort of sleep condition; I stay up suuuper late and don't do anything remotely productive. Well, I guess that's not entirely true. I usually end up watching the Food Network at like 2 a.m. and get some new recipes. Also, I can satisfy my insane attraction to chef Gordon Ramsay..

Like honestly, I don't know what it is about him, but I'm totally infatuated.

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When boredom hits..

Alright, I'll confess. Sometimes there is nothing better to do during a boring lecture when you've been through all of your friends' facebook pages, there's no one on msn, and the hottie you used to check out turns out to be gay. Seriously, give 'er a go. You'll be surprised what comes up.

Oh, and I'm warning you, if your name is anything remotely exotic sounding, do not, I repeat, do NOT click on Google images. The number of strippers/internet whores who post explicit photos of themselves which have their exotic fake name as a keyword is astounding.


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Love ; a score, wild emotion, or both?

Alright kids, story time.

Once upon a time, I was a wicked tennis player. Well, I still am, it just took the back burner when I got competitive with dance. And university tends to take up a bit of time also.. anyway.

So as I was saying, tennis. It was a real passion of mine. Started with a summer camp to see if I liked it, upon my mother's wishing as she was a prostar when she was young (prov. championships, etc.). I liked it. No, I loved it. So, classes on the weekends it was. Eventually that wasn't enough and I needed more. Solution? Private lessons.

Sweet deal, I thought, as I have always been competitive, and impatient, so group classes and sessions proved to be extremely irritating as I absolutely hated waiting for the weaker players to grasp new techniques or keep up.

Then, the first private lesson finally arrived. I walked into the club house as the owner/club pro spoke through his thick Russian accent, "you vill like coach, yes?". I said yes, I hope so, and I walked to the change rooms wondering who was going to be my new private instructor.

I started stretching and warming up on my favourite indoor court at the club, the one at the verrrry end, opposite the doors. Then the doors opened and in walked Kris. And god, was he ever fucking gorgeous. His muscles actually rippled under his shirt/pants/whatever he was wearing that day.

Anyway, turned out he was only like 3-4 years older than me, blue eyes, and just fucking dreamy in every sense of the word. Oh, and he was a pretty rad coach & wicked tennis player.

After two weeks or so the chemistry was undeniable, and eventually Kris mentioned that we should hit up a movie sometime. YEESSSS.

Frick I'm running late to meet my mother for sushi, I have to cut this story short!!

Long story short: we went out lots, my game improved exponentially, and all was good.. until things got heated. It was good because he was a little older, pretty experienced, and a great guy, but eventually, if we'd have a fight... practice was pretty fucking awkward.

Why did we break up? My conscience started to eat away at me when I realized we had reached a point where it was impossible to keep our private relationship out of the club and the highly judgemental environment that existed there. I wondered if we were out of line, a player dating her coach? And then there was the cliched 'we were at different points in our lives'.. and we were.

It truly was a mutual thing, we had some good times and some good nights, but it just had to come to an end. Probably the only relationship I'm not bitter or broken up about. I actually ran into him at a club a few weeks ago, and we had a great chat.. aand.. exchanged our new cell numbers. Super! Haha actually I can't wait to go out with him. Anyway. I gotta run. That's all fo now!


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Aviators, designer, big frames, oh my!

SUNGLASSES. Honestly, I am obsessed with them. I almost have as many pairs of sunnies as I do purses.. and let me tell you, that is no small feat! I do realize now that this post is ridiculous and pointless, but I just wanted to share my love of this fabulous accessory.


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Lack of confidence - what a turn off

Tonight A and I were discussing men, (as per uzh), but in particular, the fascinating phenomenon of the ability for a guy to totally quash one's libido. I'm not referring to such qualities like bad teeth, having a lax attitude to deodorant, or not being able to get ole' Schooner up and sailing, non.

What I'm talking about, is confidence.

This is so often commonly mixed up with that other nasty personality trait; arrogance. Which is just SO fucking annoying to deal with. But anyway, back to the post at hand.

Walking the fine line between having the right amount of dominance and showing off that you do, in fact produce testosterone; and being a cocky asshole is hard, sure. But I am a firm believer that it is easier to tone down Mr. Jock-whose-shit-doesn't-stink-and-gets-all-the-bitches than inject manly man into Mr. I'm-shy-and-can't-assert-myself.

I just can not, can NOT deal with guys who don't display what they want! Granted, a pre-req for that is actually knowing what they do want, which is a totally different issue unto itself which I don't dare get into... but always having to make the decisions, never being surprised or always calling the shots.. not only is it tiring, but once you get the guy in the sack chances are it'll be like you're a on a movie set directing a young, new actor; who bless his little heart is so eager to please, but just gets so wrapped up in "am I doing okay?" "are you sure?" "was I good?" that it toootally cools the jets.

And let's be clear, by dominant I don't mean whips and chains, nor am I only referring to bedroom activities. No. I mean, guys, do the female race a favour and assert yourself. Whether it's asking the girl to dance, spontaneously taking her out, or pushing her up against a wall and holding her hands above her head, trust me. You won't regret it.

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Ah, childhood

I don't really have anything to say about this picture, besides stating the obvious: that it is adorable and the girl on the left.. well.. her stance is just gold.


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When I said I'd hit that, I meant with my car

Do you ever wonder, if your exes think about you like you think about them? I mean, I don't mean every waking moment, but if you ever cross their mind now and then? If they catch a whiff of your perfume does it remind him of your warm embraces you used to share? Do songs and movies trigger the weirdest emotions of when you were together?

Granted, each relationship is completely different and each has it's own rulebook, but even if the memories are good or bad, or whether you are still pining for them or want to run them over with a school bus; is it impossible to completely delete someone out of your thoughts? And, does it go both ways? As in, are men capable of becoming emotionally detached more readily?

Hmm. Just some things I've been pondering lately.

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Anonymous people's anonymous thoughts

Have you ever checked out PostSecret.com? If not, you totally should. I think it's updated once a week, and it's super interesting. Basically, the premise is people send in post cards with their secrets creatively displayed/written.. hence the name of the site.

Anyway, here are a few of my favourites I've seen since I started reading the site:


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I finally gave in and bought the book that has so much hype surrounding it: Twilight. The result? O. M. G. OBSESSED! Haha. I honestly had the first one read in less than 24 hrs, went out and got the 2nd one, and had that read in a day. Then I went and bought the 3rd and 4th, because clearly I will be needing an Edward Cullen fix.

Also, they're making a movie? Fuck is that awesome!! Hopefully they don't ruin it like most book-to-movies end up.

My number one reason you should read the books / hit up the movie? Edward Cullen. He's charming, romantic.. pretty much my dream guy, and this is the guy being cast as him in the movie, Rob Pattinson:

Pretty much sex on legs! Frick.

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Pleasure month

FYI: September is 'Pleasure your mate month'. How wonderful. Not just for this month but for always, www.sexinfo101.com has pretty much every position in the universe with animated images of it. Seriously, check it out.


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A beautiful, beautiful man

I'd like to draw your immediate attention to this gorgeous hunk of male: Alexandre Despatie, a Canadian [olympic] diver. Included in this post are some pictures for your viewing pleasure. Quite possibly the main reason I actually tuned in for the Beijing Olympics.

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Creepy resemblance of the week

Watching CNTM, couldn't help but realize judge & photographer Paul Alexander's uncanny resemblance to one of the Jonas brothers (don't know which is which unfortunately..), it's ridic.

Anyway, check it out, JB on the left and Paul on the right:
Am I right, or am I right?

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Question of the day

I'm not totally sure if I'm over-reacting, or if D is actually being a total fuckpig on this one.

Here's the sitch.

Minding my own business, doing some casual facebooking and chatting. Out of nowhere, he strikes up a conversation on msn.

Uh, what? We haven't spoken in depth for months besides when we've been forced to in large social situations and suddenly it's time for small talk? Eat shit!

Anyway, I decided to indulge his efforts for reasons completely unbeknownst to me, and then somewhere in between "How's it going" and "What's new?" he slips in:

D: Uh, can I ask you a somewhat personal question?
Me: Yeah sure. (I mean after a certain point, nothing is too personal wiht a guy anymore, ya know?)
D: Was I your first?



I honestly didn't know what to say! The answer's no, and we'd been through these sorts of details before we actually had sex the first time together. Furthermore, who the hell asks that so far down the road? Honestly, I didn't know what to make of it.


Declared on facebook before my very own sparkling eyes, oh, D is now in a relationship! Splendid. With a total troll! Who SCREAMS innocentnaivegirlwhocantsaypeniswithoutgiggling.

Naturally, I couldn't let this go without more investigation and called the bastard a day or so later, asking what his motives were behind such a question.

The reason? Oh, simply that his new gf was a virgin and he was wondering if I could offer any perspective on what being deflowered (particularly by him) was like to aid her in this magical journey of their love. Fuck. Right. Off.

You want ME to help YOU with your new relationship? Ugh. The balls to ask that question for THAT reason just infuriated me.

Especially when I really felt like responding, "Well, it shouldn't be too bad for her since you have such a tiny unpleasing dick."

But I restrained myself. For now.

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Riddle me this --

I've recently become addicted to watching Canada's Next Top Model on late night MTV, and would really, sincerely like to remedy a question that has been bothering me.

Is Jay Manuel a:
A) female
B) male
C) alien
D) fembot
E) computer generated
F) combination of above
G) none of the above

Because really.. I can't decide.

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A few songs you need now...

The latest beats I've been rocking out to in my car:

bittersweet world - ashley simpson
i know, i know, it's ash-simp, but really, it's quite tolerable and if it was a total crock of shit do you think you'd find it on here? non. so get downloading.

saints of los angeles - motley crue
a wicked rock track that has a super addictive chorus.

so what - pink
oh god, this has been on repeat for a few days. hah. love the 'laughing' and fuck you type theme. rad.

if i never see your face again - maroon 5 & rihanna
the video for this is uber hot and adam levine is even hotter. ah. this song is a few months old but i still love love love it.

she's electric - oasis
it's oasis. they need no intro!


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Here's the lowdown..

I was at a different blog site, then the spamming got out of control.. people were stealing my posts.. that sort of thing. Anyway. Making the move to Blogspot.

Basically I'm going to copy over some of my latest posts, and then go from there. So.


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the girl next door

22 ; Canadian ; engineering student

ambitious · stubborn · passionate
tempermental · intellectual
eccentric · sarcastic · emotional

You can expect to see my thoughts expressed through text, images, & audio. Nothing is taboo. Sometimes I swear, & am inappropriate, so heads up. Name it, I've been there, so never hesitate to email me.

I ♥ music, espresso, engineering, dance, culture & nerds.

scream out loud

you're on your way

Venusian Rising
Restless Ambition
Feigned Innocence
Day in the Life
Dear World
Bookish Spazz
The Anxious Apple. Core
Treasures in my Mind ♥
Little Treasure Chest
Dragon Queen
Hey God...Its Me..
Prima Diva
I'll be in love by friday
Bloggins by Gotfilk
Your Guilty Pleasure
Diary of a Snuggleslut
She Has One Life..
My View of the World
Honest, but mistaken

gone with the wind

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