Becky On Top

Mid-Terms

2009-02-28T15:03:00.003-03:30

This has been me for the last couple of weeks. Especially the last three days. I'm (finally) finishing my Bachelor of Arts degree in April and my mid-term exam was today.

It's kind of funny really. The last semester of my University career (at least until I see if I get accepted to the Masters program) and I finally figure out that studying actually makes taking an exam so much less stressful. I mean I always knew that was the going theory but who knew that it was actually credible. I studied my ass off for this test- since it's worth 50% of my final grade- and although my hand cramped a little from writing so much and I temporarily forgot what Weber's theory on Alienation in a Heterogeneous social group was, it went well.

In fact, I almost feel like saying I kicked exam ass. You know what? I will say it, I kicked that exams ass. Now I just have to wait for an ungodly amount of time for my Professor to mark the paper and give it back.

Hopefully I'll have more time to post now.

Current Playlist Track: Save the Last Dance For Me ~ Michael Bublé

The Flea

2009-02-12T15:02:00.003-03:30

Mark but this flea, and mark in this,

How little that which thou deny'st me is;

It sucked me first, and now sucks thee,

And in this flea our two bloods mingled be;

Thou know'st that this cannot be said

A sin, nor shame, nor loss of maidenhead;

Yet this enjoys before it woo,

And pampered swells with one blood made of two,

And this, alas, is more than we would do.

Oh stay, three lives in one flea spare,

Where we almost, yea, more than married are.

This flea is you and I, and this

Our marriage bed, and marriage temple is;

Though parents grudge, and you, w'are met,

And cloistered in these living walls of jet.

Though use make you apt to kill me,

Let not to that, self-murder added be,

And sacrilege, three sins in killing three.

Cruel and sudden, hast thou since

Purpled thy nail in blood of innocence?

Wherein could this flea guilty be,

Except in that drop which it sucked from thee?

Yet thou triumph'st and say'st that thou

Find'st not thyself, nor me the weaker now;

'Tis true, then learn how false fears be:

Just so much honor, when thou yield'st to me,

Will waste, as this flea's death took life from thee.

~John Donne

Dancers Feet

2009-02-10T10:41:00.003-03:30

Since I posted last week about The Road Not Taken and reading Dr. Paul’s blog last week, I’ve started thinking about paths my life hasn’t taken.

I’m not usually one to talk about things that could have been, or ‘what ifs’. I like my feet firmly planted in the today and what I’m going to do tomorrow. I don’t like to dwell on the things I didn’t do, rather look toward the things that I’m going to do.

However, lately I’ve been thinking about my younger years (haha) of when I dreamed of becoming a Prima Ballerina, or at least maybe starring on Broadway. For about ten years I studied Classical Ballet and Jazz and I was quite good. My dance group traveled to Ireland one summer and performed for the Ambassador at Trinity College and we received a letter from the head of the Marino Institute of Dance saying that we were very good and showed ‘promise’. I knew in my heart though that I would never become a professional dancer. I didn’t have the right body type and more often than not my turn-out wasn’t as good as it should have been but I had the heart. I LOVED to dance. I’ll never forget my first class. There was about fifty us is this huge studio and I was right in the back, terrified of drawing attention to myself. We were on the floor, on our side and doing scissor kicks when the teacher called out. “You there in the back, with the dancers feet. Good work!” It took me several moments to realize she was talking to me, but when I did I was hooked.

Up to that point I don’t remember ever being ‘good’ at something. I didn’t have a niche. By the end of that year I was known throughout my school as the dancer. Ballet wasn’t something that was extremely common as a hobby in my hometown so I was something of an oddity I thought. I loved it though. Dancing is the best feeling in the world; you get to be somebody else.

The year before I graduated High school my parents informed me that we were moving. I was devastated. When we finally got situated in our new town my Mother convinced me to take a ballet class. I went once and decided that I didn’t want to study dance anymore. Because really, where was it going to lead? It never once occurred to me that I could study dance for fun and not have ‘lead’ anywhere.

I guess the point of this entry is to encourage people to stick with what makes them happy. No matter if it’s actually going to lead somewhere, as long as it makes you happy you should hold on to that feeling as much as you can.

I wonder… are we ever to old to revisit old hobbies? I think I might go see if I have one more pirouette left in me. ;-)

Lost Post

2009-02-09T15:12:00.005-03:30

I had a post but lost it when I tried to add a second picture. Some days I want to throw this computer out the window.... I'll try again later damnit.

The Road Not Taken

2009-02-06T09:15:00.003-03:30

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

~ Robert Frost

Teenage Literacy.

2009-02-05T20:22:00.003-03:30

So, the question came up today about whether or not it mattered what your child was reading as long as he/she was reading. My answer? No! A resounding No! I work in the Public Library system and it shocks me that when kids come to the library it's for one of two reasons: A. They need a book reference for an assignment, or B. Their computer at home isn't working and they HAVE to check their e-mail now in case someone sent them a message since they last saw them at 3:00 when the school bell rang.

Literacy among teens is woefully inadequate. Many of these kids scoff at the idea of picking up a book. Their fingers are more used to flying across the keys of their cell phone or the latest MSN messenger, etc. etc. It's a sad, sad time when the only authors teens know about are J.K. Rowling or Stephanie Meyer (with Rowling being the MUCH more talented of the two). That's not to say that either of these authors aren't excellent storytellers in their own right but seriously? There are so many great writers out there that teens could read a book a week and still never even skim the depths of fabulous writers.

I know I must seem horribly hypocritical sitting here banging away on my keyboard and lamenting the inadequate education of teens these days. There are a few exceptions to this rule and some kids come in and seem to actually enjoy reading and looking for books.

The point of this post was to talk about whether or not it mattered what your kids were reading as long as their reading. I believe this whole heartedly. I don't mean you should give your ten year old son the latest issue of Penthouse and consider your parenting duties done. Take your kid to the library, don't rush them into picking something up. Don't stand there tapping your foot and glancing pointedly at the clock. Let them soak up the wonderful world of books. Don't look at a book and tell them it's too long, they'll never finish it. Let them try. I'm not a parent so I probably shouldn't be standing on my soapbox preaching to those of you who are. I'm not calling anyone a bad parent. I'm just stating my point from behind the circulation desk.

Consider this, there are worse things then being stuck in the library for thirty minutes while your child looks for something to read. Be patient, pick up a book for yourself. It wont hurt, I promise. :D

My Birthday!

2009-01-26T12:02:00.003-03:30

No. My birthday is not today. But it is rapidly approaching. I know I'm not what anyone (unless you're ten) would consider old but I wonder what that certain age is when you're supposed to start hating your birthday? Women of, shall we say, a certain age group look upon their birthday's as that most dreadful day of the year. They are perpetually 29 and refuse to succumb to truth that they are turning older.

With my birthday drawing nearer and friend asked me the other day what I had planned to do in celebration. I drew a blank. I had/have no desire to go out and party or get drunk or whatever. Nothing. In a last ditch attempt to plan something I sent out a mass Facebook event message to several of my friends to meet me at a restaurant. When all else fails, plan food.

I can't help but wonder. When did this transition begin? Am I becoming one of those people who hates their birthday or is this ambivalent feeling just a part of growing up?

A Sad Sad Day!

2009-01-23T10:03:00.004-03:30

I'm a little sad today. An online group that I belong to regularly take trips together. It's a fun-filled weekend away where we drink too much, eat too much and spend a lot of time talking about men and sex.

Since I live in the middle of freaking no where I've only been on one of these trips. The fourth group trip took place this past June in Toronto and it was one of the best experiences of my life. That's not to say there wasn't some drama and discord. But lets face it, you put a bunch of women together in close quarters for four days and there's going to be some bitching. LOL. All in all though. These women are some of the best people I've ever met in my life. They're loyal (to a fault), honest, kind-hearted and seriously the strongest women in the world. They've faced some immeasurable hardships but each of them has come through it like a true hero. I'm not going to reveal their identities here but each of them has something about them that makes them so special to me.

M- The most generous person I know. She would give you the clothes off her back if she thought you needed it.

J- Loyal. Seriously, the most loyal person I know. She would take on the devil himself if he impeached the character of someone she considers a friend.

LW- Beautiful. This woman is stunning both inside and out. I don't even know if she realizes just how beautiful a person she truly is.

LK- Sunshine. I guess, (without waxing poetic here) she is just like a ray of sunshine in a room. Funny, witty and just one of the most fun people to be around. My sides hurt sometimes when I'm around here for a long time. (Best bed sharing companion ever ;) even on that horrible pull-out)

KG- My fellow Canadian in this group of crazy Americans. Such an amazing person. I often think she's the glue that bonds us together. She's always the first one to sign up for whatever crazy thing we have planned. She's such an awesome friend and I count myself among the luck one's who can call her 'friend'.

KK- The most down-to-earth person. She's so natural. He actions and her beauty are just so natural. With her what you see is what you get. You never have to wonder if she's acting and false. She is who she is and to hell with anyone who doesn't like it. I admire her ability to be herself.

A- One of the best WIP chat buds ever. I could just chat to this woman for hours. I miss her horribly when she isn't around. *hint* *hint*. Full of Southern charm she's always there with an encouraging word, or a kick in the ass, if that's what's needed. MWAH!

KY- I haven't known her as long as the others but already feel as if I could tell her anything. She's so brave it staggers me. Sometimes I think she could take on the world if she had to. The things she's done in the past year would terrify me if I had to do them but she faces everything head on with determination.

M- Creative. So creative I'm at times envious. It's astonishing the things this woman can do. She's taught me a lot, even if she doesn't realize it. She also makes the worlds best Chocolate cake/Cheesecake EVER! My mouth is watering just thinking about it.

T- Her strength of character is something that shines through in everything she does. I really don't know when she has time to eat or sleep because she's always looking toward the next challenge.

S- Her sheer determination. She never complains. Even when I know she has reason to she always looks on the bright side of things. The eternal optimist. Her cheerful "Good Mornings" really do make it a good morning.

D- I've, as they say, saved the best for last. I want to be her when I grow up. She's always putting everyone else ahead of herself, always there when you need someone to talk to. She listens and gives her support endlessly. I don't think there's anyone in the world more caring or nurturing than her. I'm so glad I've gotten to know her over the past couple of years.

The reason I'm sad is because today, some of these women are embarking on another journey of drunken revelry and I unfortunately couldn't make it... again. I know they'll have fun and I'll love hearing about there gathering when they get back. But I will miss them and will be with them in spirit. The chances of any of these women reading this is slim. I very rarely give this blog address to anyone since it's mostly a place to vent my feelings and chat about silly inane things. But I just wanted to say how much I appreciate this bunch of fabulous Divas.

Have fun this weekend girls.

MWAH!

Merry Christmas!

2008-12-18T15:34:00.002-03:30

I'll be away from the computer for a few weeks due to the Christmas Crunch! It's getting down to the wire and I'll be pretty busy for the next little while.

Just a quick Happy Holidays to everyone (Christmas, Hanukkah or whatever holiday you celebrate). I hope the New Year brings everyone love, laughter and good fortune. Spend some time this Holiday season and think about what you love about being you. Give your loved ones an extra hug and don't be afraid to say "I Love You". Hearing those three words is more precious than any gift.

Merry Christmas Everyone!

Tired...

2008-12-11T19:19:00.008-03:30

I think there's something seriously wrong with me... let me tell you what I did today. I got up at 5am!!! That's right, you heard me, 5am to go shopping. I decided I would hit some of the 24hr stores while the crowds were still somewhat manageable. I am pleased to announce that I currently have TWO presents left to buy.

I also bought myself a little present today as well :D An LG Rumor. So far, I'm LOVING the new phone, it has awesome texting and overall I just love it. I've heard some bad things about it but I'm reserving judgement until I've had it myself for a while.

'Tis the Season

2008-12-10T13:34:00.003-03:30

I bought my Christmas tree last night. Although it is much more endowed than poor Charlie's tree it is still looking woefully bare. It usually takes me several days to get the thing decorated to my liking. Day one and two are usually for allowing the branches of the tree to fall and shape themselves after being tied up for days. Day three is met with much swearing as I weave the twinkling colored lights in and out each branch... yup, you heard it right. EVERY SINGLE BRANCH has lights strung on it. We're very particular in my family about the lights. After that's done I'm usually covered in scratches, my blood pressure is through the roof and I'm probably more than a little drunk (HA!). Day Four is for hanging on the decorations, there are literally hundreds. Close to 90% of them are homemade and have to be admired before they're put on the tree. Next, the tinsel has to be laid carefully, if my mother had her way it would be strewn on the tree one strand at a time. YIKES! Usually by this point I can convince her to leave the room while I string the tinsel. Last but not least we wind the ribbon around the tree and then top the tree with the angel.

Anyway, that's what I have in store for me for the next few days. Perhaps when it's all done I'll post a picture....

Locked Out

2008-12-08T10:45:00.005-03:30

This is a blog entry all about my pal Annie who has me blocked out of her blog ;). Ha ha!

Dearest Annie,

I think perhaps you may have overlooked the fact that I am currently unable to read your blog. I have taken to consoling myself with large amounts of chocolate which consequently have caused a constant feeling of being on a jittery sugar-high. I urge you to consider me a safe reader of your blog wherein I would not turn into a crazy psycho stalker :P.

With sincerest regards,

Your Pal Becky

Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac

2008-12-05T13:39:00.005-03:30

Working out of a Public Library ensures that I never run out of things to read. I've never in my life had a TBR (To Be Read...) pile of books. However, since I've started my new job I find that there's a never ending, alarming tower of books waiting for my attention.

I've discovered (actually, re-discovered would be the appropriate term) that Young Adult fiction is truly some of the best stuff out there. Now, I'm not talking about the recent Stephanie Meyer craze, although I'm not discounting the appeal of a ruthlessly handsome vampire who's going to stay that way for all time, he is of course also rich, well-dressed and old-fashioned in his ways... fabulous enough to make me feel slightly like a cougar waiting to pounce on the unsuspecting young heartthrob... wait a minute I better haul myself back on track. ;) Where was I? Oh yes, Young Adult novels. If they are well written these books can delve deep into the human psyche and instigate a series of questions about who we are and what is the purpose of it all.

Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac is a very well-written novel about a young girl who at the very beginning of the novel has an unfortunate accident which causes her to lose the last four years of her life. The remainder of the narrative forces Naomi to question everything about her life. The person she was before isn't someone she can identify with now. James, the brooding (somewhat crazy) new guy envies Naomi her forgotten past and is perhaps the perfect companion for Naomi because she isn't required to remember anything about him. Her relationship with Will Landsman, or 'Coach' as she used to call him, is probably the best part of the novel. He's quirky, campy and unwavering in his loyalty to his best-friend 'Chief' (Naomi).

Gabrielle Zevin delivers a quick and entertaining read in Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac. All in all I would recommend this book with four out of five stars.

Parasites

2008-11-10T12:25:00.003-03:30

This post is a little harsh, so if you have sensitive ears I suggest you navigate yourself away from here for the time being.

Why do some people insist on draining the lifes blood out of you? I've encountered a few of these people in my life and usually once they're outed as being the parasite that they are they slink away and look for the next unsuspecting host.

One parasite in particular just refuses to go away. I guess she must get some sort of vidictive pleasure out of it all. Maybe...I really don't know. If she really wanted to be friends in the first place then you think she would have made a better effort to be a friend in the first place.

Anway, I've got that out of my system. I'm done with her. DONE. Not going to talk about her anymore and I'm going to try not to think of her anymore.

I'm done. Thanks for listening to my rant.

Avoidance

2008-07-17T18:04:00.002-02:30

*Sigh*

Every time I have something of importance to do in my life I avoid it until it is impossible to avoid.

Right now there are no less then four things that need my immediate attention, only two of which I will mention here, my Maid of Honor speech for my best friends wedding next month, and a Biology paper that was due a few days ago.

I KNOW that both of these things should have been addressed some time ago but rather than get them done and over with I've procrastinated so long that now it's an aching in my stomach to get them done.

With regards to the MOH speech... what does one write for a speech for your best friend on the day of her wedding. I SUCK AT PUBLIC SPEAKING!!!!! I did it in high school and I've done it for my seminar courses at University but I HAD to do it then. Besides speaking academically about something is a hell of a lot easier than getting up in a room half full of people you know and half full of people you don't. I thought maybe I should watch some wedding movies to get some ideas but the only one I could think of right now is 27 Dresses, hahahahaha.... somehow I don't think that would really be appropriate.

Ah well, at least I've got the toast figured out... "Here's to the Bride and Groom" raise my glass and hope there's still some champagne left, lol.

As for the Biology paper, well... let's not go there.

Life as a Librarian

2008-05-15T21:44:00.003-02:30

Last night was my official first night volunteering at the library. SO MUCH FUN! Who would have thought that it would be the best "job" I've had in years.

I started off learning the computer system to check out books and return them. Then we placed a few inter-library loans, then we re-shelved the children's books and helped a few patrons find what they were looking for. The atmosphere, the smell of the books, the faint hum of the computers and the quiet giggle of the young teen checking her e-mail.

My favorite quote of all time sums my thoughts up quite nice. Jorge Luis Borges once said that "I have always imagined that Paradise will be a kind of library."

Saturday

2008-05-08T22:30:00.003-02:30

I just returned home from my nephew's Spring Concert. The idea this year was to celebrate the concept of Saturday. The day of freedom. Somewhat satirically the kids lamented the loss of their Saturday to chores, sports practice, piano lessons and so on. The concert itself was quite amusing. It did however start me thinking...

Saturday has long since ceased to be a relaxing day. No more lounging around till noon in my pajamas watching Power Rangers or He-Man. Instead Saturday has become a day of "catch-up". The day when you can get everything else done that you didn't have time to do throughout the rest of the week. Lucky me, I have a job that allows me every other weekend off. Sounds great, right? I guess in some ways it is. Instead of getting up at 6am (which may be sleeping in to some but is an un-godly hour in my opinion) I inevitably wake at eight. My body figures that no matter what time I hauled my ass home the previous night sleeping past eight is just not right. One plus of not having to rush my morning routine is the idea of enjoying a full pot of coffee. That's right, no more travel mugs. Cup after wonderful, albeit lukewarm, cup awaits me. Then start the guilts. I didn't do any cleaning all week so I guess I should do some now, right? *sigh*

There is cleaning to do and laundry, don't even get me started on laundry. I have a work uniform for crying out loud, where the hell does all this come from? Then there's the running around, the errands. Groceries, appointments etc.

Sometimes when I elect to stay home on Saturday nights I curl up in front of the TV, or stare trance-like at my computer screen, and pray for Monday to come so I can get a break.

The Volunteer.

2008-05-08T00:31:00.003-02:30

I took the plunge. I finally worked out the time in my schedule to volunteer. With the advice of my career counselor ringing in my head I stopped at my local public library and talked to the head librarian there about volunteering my time one or two nights a week.

On the way home it occurred to me that the only reason I'm giving up my precious time is so that I'll have something that looks self-sacrificing on my resume. So this brings to mind the question of whether or not these people actually exist. Are there really people out there who willingly give of their time solely for the purpose of helping someone else without expecting or receiving anything in return?

Growing up!

2008-05-06T19:42:00.003-02:30

I'm not even sure if there is anyone out there reading my blog anymore. Life has been... shall we say interesting.

I'm finally completing my Bachelor's degree and trying to decide what to do with the rest of my life. Ideally I would be rich and would be able to pursue my dreams of lifelong learning. If I were to win the lottery tomorrow I would study for the rest of my life. I love to learn, it doesn't matter what it is so long as I'm using my brain.

However, in the real world one has to find something to do with the education she has so slowly slaved over for seven years. Yes that's right, seven years. For those of you who don't know me that well, I began my University career, and yes at times I feel like I should be paid for my hard work, in 2000. Working like a galley slave for the next eight years, give or take a few months when I took time off, I've been attending classes part-time and working for a pittance the rest of the time. Unfortunately for me, my job leaves me woefully underpaid but somewhat appreciated so I don't feel so bad about the underpaid portion, therefore I was required to take on the dreaded Student Loan. Now I'm forced out into the real world to find a real job that will enable me to pay back this loan that I procured.

Option 1: Return to school for the Masters program, not really what I want to do but it will keep me from having to re-pay my loan right away. However, this does mean I will have to borrow more which in essence doesn't make much cents(haha) at all.

Option 2: Accept a teaching position in South Korea that would allow me to see some of the world and do something new and exciting. This is my most likely option but it will keep me from friends and family for an entire year.

Option 3: Apply for a job working at the University Library. An appealing choice for someone who enjoys books and learning in any format. The major plus of this option... free education. You heard it right folks. Working at the University would allow me to register for one course, free of charge, each semester.

Okay... interrupt to add some curse words, I just stubbed my toe on the computer desk and am currently swearing with enough vehemence to make a sailor proud.

Back on topic...

Right now Option 2 looks to be the best idea. I mean, a chance to see parts of the world I've only previously dreamed of. The pay is quite good and opportunities to travel while I'm there.... imagine me circling in the street with arms outstretched while hallelujahs reign from the heavens. I know what your thinking.... what about the kids? Teaching has never been my vocation in life. I've always been told I would make a fantastic teacher, I do have the patience of a Saint, and I love kids, I truly do, I just don't think I could deal with bureaucracies that tend to go hand in hand with a life of teaching. Could I do it and enjoy for a year or two of my life? Absolutely. Hell, who knows I might even discover that the pros far out-weigh the cons and commit myself to a life of lectures and grading.

Anyway, just in case I do get the chance to fly myself halfway around the world I went last month and applied for my passport. That lovely, and quite costly, document now sits snugly in the hidden compartment of my jewelery box.

Ciao for now,

Becky

PS.... Annie... where did you go?

Christmas Countdown... Day 16

2007-12-08T17:47:00.000-03:30

Today I'm going to talk about being thankful for Men, lol. I'm thankful that they are what they are and very rarely bother with anything like pretenses. Men are so much less complicated than women. Why, you ask? Well let me tell you:

1. On a recent shopping excursion with a male friend of mine I've discovered that shopping with a man is so much easier than shopping with a woman... they don't even try on their clothes before they buy them?!?!?! If it says on the label that the pants are the right size they throw em in the cart. I went Christmas shopping with a female friend a couple of days after that and she spent TWO HOURS trying on every pair of pants in the entire store.

2. Although some men are primpers and can spend forever getting ready to go out, even the most fashion conscious male out there cannot hold a candle to a high maintenance female. I had a friend in high school who would get up at 5:00am to start getting ready for school. She would shower, dry her hair, straighten her hair and then curl her hair... WTF? Why did you straighten it if you were just going to curl it again? She says you get a prettier curl that way... I say to hell with that I'm sleeping in until the last possible moment.

3. The last thing I will say in my Ode to men is that they understand the finer points of going to the movies. I would rather go to the movies with five men than one woman. Why? We women find it necessary to talk and analyse the whole damn movie WHILE IT'S STILL PLAYING. A guy (or at least the guys I know) will sit there and not say a word until the whole thing is over.

Now this is not to say that I don't like having female friends... they come in real handy when you need someone to bitch to about something that happened or to talk about anything for that matter... but that's something I can be thankful for another day.

Merry Christmas everyone. Hope you're starting to get into the spirit of things.

17 Days left of my Thankful Christmas Countdown

2007-12-07T19:43:00.000-03:30

Today I'm thankful for being able to have all the necessities of life. I'm grateful that I have enough food to eat and wine... I mean water to drink ;) . That's it. I'm just thankful I'm one of those people who had never had to know what it was like to be hungry.

Merry Christmas everyone.

Countdown to Christmas....Day 18

2007-12-06T00:41:00.000-03:30

Technically there are only 18 days until Christmas now since it is after midnight, lol. I just got off work and I decided to post the next installment now while I've got something fresh in my mind that I'm thankful for.

Tonight I'm thankful that I have a boss who'll not only laugh at me for flipping out at an asshole of a customer, but she will also congratulate me for sticking up for myself.

There is something about spending ones money that must turn some people into braying jackasses. So here I am at work and it's after 12, we close at 12, and I'm waiting for this guy to come in a pay for his gas. I look outside and his car was there but he was nowhere to be seen. Now, I'm waiting for him to come inside and pay so I can close up shop and go home. At this point, I'm tired, my feet hurt and I've got to be back to work in eight hours. I decide to go outside and see where the hell he's disapeared to. When I get outside he comes around the side of the builiding, I don't know if he went there to talk on his phone or take a piss, either way I'm a little bitchy at this point. So I say to him in my best customer service voice. "Sorry Sir, I was just wondering where you went, we're just waiting on you to pay for your gas so we can close up." I was VERY polite when all I wanted to do was kick him in the nuts and tell him to hurry the hell up so I could go home. His response "Yeah, well, I was waiting on to come serve me." HUH? We're a FRACKING self serve station. I still don't understand what he meant by that but anyway, I digress. I just left it at that and went inside to finish my closing stuff. He comes inside and proceeds to VERY SLOWLY pay for his gas, and then as he was leaving he says to me "You know you ought to watch it your being pretty blunt." WTF?!?!?!?! I thought I was very diplomatic up until that point, so you know me being me I lost it. Basically here's what I said:
" I was actually being pretty polite up until this point but let me tell you something, I'm not here to serve you when you're ready to be served. I close at 12 and I expect people to be courteous enough to be here and have what they need before then. I do not get paid to be here after 12 so unless you are willing to supplement my time be on time." I then shut the door in his face and finished closing up.

So here's what I ask all of you to do this holiday season. When you come across a harried and stressed out cashier/retail salesperson, take it easy on them. Give them a smile and wish them happy holidays. Always remember that they deal with a lot of crap from a lot of people all day long. Most days I get treated like dog shit no less than four times a day for things that are not my fault. I have rules to be followed just like everyone else in the working world. I can't bend the rules for one person unless I'm willing to bend them for everyone. Some people say the days of customer service are gone and that the customer is always right. I say, screw that. Customer service is gone because customers forgot how to treat us like people and the customer is not always right. Sometimes the customer is an asshole who deserves nothing less than a snowball to the back of the head.

Happy Holidays to you all. Thanks for listening to me rant, I know I'll sleep better now that I have that off of my mind.

Countdown to Christmas....19 days to go

2007-12-05T11:07:00.000-03:30

So, here it goes.... there are nineteen days until Christmas and I have to say that it's my most favorite time of the year. Sure I bitch and moan about how commercial it's gotten. It's always a bit of a struggle to juggle finances and buy presents for the myriad of people on my shopping list. However, this year I wanted to start thinking about what I'm thankful for, why I'm glad I am who I am. Each day I'm going to write one thing that I'm grateful for. It'll be something I've done, experienced, someone, you get the picture.

Day 19

Today I'm grateful for all the opportunities my parents gave me growing up. I know now, looking back, that we were never what you would call well off. We were your typical middle-class family. My Mom was a stay-at-home Mom (the hardest working mothers out there if you ask me) and my Dad managed a Dairy plant. We had a nice home on a nice street. Growing up though I always hated the fact that my clothes were never really in fashion and I never had all the expensive stuff that some of my classmates had. I did however do a lot of things that I'm sure cost my parents bucket loads of cash.

They never said no when I wanted to go to Ireland with my Ballet troupe, or when I wanted to go to Cadet camp every summer, or the summer I trained like a moron for my Basketball group. My Mom would have to get up at 6:30am every morning that summer to bring me to morning practice, she would pick me up after that and then bring me back again for afternoon practice. She never complained at all. They allowed me to do countless things that I'm sure some parents would never agree to. So today I'm grateful that my parents just let me be me.

Merry Christmas everybody!!

BTW. Sorry I've been away, I was lulled by the craziness that is facebook. :D

Cirque du Soleil

2007-08-24T21:47:00.001-02:30

So tomorrow night promises to be an interesting night. Something I've always wanted to do was see Cirque du Soleil. This weekend they will be doing seven performances of Saltimbanco. I got tickets. I'm so excited I don't know how I'll make it through work tomorrow.

I've got so much catching up to do my reading fellow bloggers ramblings and musings that I honestly don't know where to start.

Annie...Dayum girl you gotta stop writing so much it'll take me months to read everything you've written :D. I miss you so much sweetie. MWAH!

Wolfie... the story sounds great I can't wait to get some time so I can't sit and read it.

Poohbee... *sigh* I can't wait to catch up on all your adventures.

Veevee... does this stuff really happen to you, lol. Funny stuff girl, funny stuff.

I'll let you all know how the concert goes. Gone to get some sleep since I have to be up at 5am tomorrow to go to work.

2007-07-08T23:26:00.000-02:30

Oh my... is anyone even reading my blog anymore? I don't blame you if you all deserted me, lol. Actually, I have a fairly legitimate excuse. I was away on vacation. You see, in February my best friend since grade 7 had a baby and asked me to be the child's Godmother. I decided that I would love to take my summer vacation to go and visit them on my summer vacation.

So, on June 18 I flew into Calgary (Alberta) where my Jay picked me up. She was there with her daughter (her fiancee was working and couldn't make it). We spent the night in Calgary and the next day we drove to a little town on the Alberta/BC border where she lives. I spent the next two weeks touring various hot spots in BC and Alberta, such as the Calgary Zoo, the West Edmonton Mall and other gorgeous spots in the Rocky mountains.

I do have plenty of pictures to post but since I don't own a digital camera I had to borrow my sister's while I was away and she's being a slackass about e-mailing them to me so I can share with my friends.

I hope you all are having a wonderful summer.

Wolfie and Pooh.... you guys can use my cbox to hang out and shoot the sh*t anytime you want. MWAH!

Stepping On The Soapbox.... Again

2007-04-29T13:35:00.000-02:30

So, I'm not usually one for preachy films who tell me that I'm a horrible person and wasting my life. But I have to say that I've watched this documentary twice already and it's incredible. I know many people out there believe that Global Warming is a theory and it's all propaganda. Untrue. I don't claim to be a scientist, I'm actually on the other end of the spectrum. However, it's a little hard to ignore what's right in front of our faces. The natural disasters, the rising temperatures and even the rise in respiratory problems should all show people that this isn't a problem that can be ignored.

I often wonder how people can be so far in denial that they convince themselves that this is all just a media circus. Al Gore talked about the surgeon generals warning and how people convinced themselves that they didn't need to heed this 'hype'. We, as a human race, are not able to deal with major catastrophe, we ignored Katrina until it was too late. And now we're ignoring this.

Don't get me wrong. I realize that there a great many people who are doing everything in their power to stop Global Warming.

I'll have to admit, I'm all for warmer climates but not at this expense. I can always go on vacation to warm my chilled bones.

Stepping off the soapbox now. Thanks for listening, you can roll your eyes at me later ;)

MIA....

2007-04-27T22:33:00.000-02:30

Ack! I'm horrible. I cannot remember the last time I posted on my blog. Annie has so many new posts that I have to go to her archives to read them. I still can't access Wolfie's blog from my home computer so I know I have to take my computer in to get fixed... it's ill. And Pooh has tagged me and I didn't even know it.

Tomorrow morning I have to go do some first aid training for work so I have to get up pretty early. I'll think of something interesting that has happened to me and tell you all about it.... gotta get some sleep so I'll be alert enough to french kiss a dummy ;)

Able to Breath Again

2007-04-04T10:48:00.000-02:30

I've been pretty lax lately in my blogging efforts. And sadly enough, there still isn't much to report. Life is just chugging along... the same old, same old. My goal this summer is to get more organized. I've got to start paying bills on time :P. It's not that I don't have the money to pay them, it's just that I forget to pay them and then I run out of money because I am an impulse shopper. I once bought a bed on impulse. Walked into Costco owning an old twin sized bed and walked out with a Sealy double bed set, lol. See what I mean about impulse shopping.

Most people make New Years Resolutions, I however am nothing if not a bit odd. I make summer resolutions. Who's got time to make resolutions right after Christmas? When the Winter semester ends I make resolutions for things that I want to accomplish this summer.

1. Get organized with bill paying... NTS... if I pay them on time they'll stop calling me :D

2. Save some money... doesn't have to be a fortune, just enough to set aside for a rainy day.

3. Finish up my last course in order to obtain my degree.

4. Exercise more, the summer time turns me into a hibernating couch potato.

5. Pay more attention to my friends and stop being such a recluse.

6. Get my passport etc. in order so I can head to Korea in January.

7 Don't forget to apply for Convocation.

There, now you all know what I need to do this summer and you can poke and prod at me if I start to get lazy and don't do what I'm supposed to. You've got written proof :).

Okay I should go get some studying done since finals are next week. Plus I have my Archaeology lab exam tonight.

Mwah!

Becky

Lost and Found

2007-03-24T21:36:00.000-02:30

LOST: My sanity
IF FOUND: Please return to Becky On Top Blogspot
REWARD: I will be sane again.... enough said

Ranting again....

2007-03-14T11:15:00.000-02:30

This rant is just about something that someone did to piss me off. Last week I graciously loaned my really good set of notes for my Religious studies class to a girl who sits next to me.... occasionally. I say occasionally because she's absent more often than not. Anyway, she only asked to borrow one days notes and I loaned them to her telling her that I needed them back ASAP because I hadn't had a chance to type them up yet and I needed that days note in order to continue on with the next three days.... did I lose you yet?

Anyway, she hasn't been to class since. So I've been over a week now waiting on those notes so I can get on with typing up the rest of my notes on Judaism. GRRRRRR! You know, if someone loans me something I make sure I get it back to them the very next class. None of this two weeks later crap.

To make the best of it I have a test next Wednesday and NO NOTES for that class. It pisses me off. I make it a point to go to every class and take excellent notes all for what, so that some slacker can borrow them and never return them.

NTS: From now on pretend I don't have my notes with me.

Stand on the Soapbox or Keep My Mouth Shut?

2007-03-13T22:38:00.000-02:30

So, I've been conflicted about whether or not to post about this and in the end I decided I had to. I was just too pissed off not to say something about it. In true Wolfie-style I'm about to go off on a rant....

Yesterday I was at school and eating lunch with some friend (two of whom I haven't known long), anyway I was telling them about this funny video that my brother sent me from YouTube... a music video with David Hasselhoff, it was called 'Get In My Car', or something to that effect. The conversation inevitably turned to amusing things we've seen on YouTube and one of the girls, who I'll call C, mentions how she likes to watch these, quote, "hilarious" videos a high school friend of hers does. She then goes on to tell of this one that she finds particularly funny where her friend is ranting about... well lets just say it was a homophobic/violent rant. I'm honestly a little sick to my stomach thinking about it.

After she announced this we were all silent for a minute until I spoke up and said that I didn't think this would be a funny video at all and I would be extremely insulted and disgusted if anyone ever suggested that I watch it. I know I was very abrupt with her but I wanted it known that, under no uncertain terms, would I ever find this remotely funny. Frankly, I was insulted and extremely shocked that she found it funny.

I'm one of those people who gets offended at stuff like this. I never tells racist jokes, I don't laugh at them, I don't read them and I sure as hell don't want to hear them. I thought that a girl who was more than halfway through her University career, and is supposed to be smart, would show more class than to suggest that we would find this amusing. I honestly don't know what the other girls there thought but V was clearly pissed since she didn't say another word after that. I couldn't keep my mouth shut and had to let my feelings be known.

It makes me wonder if she isn't the person I thought she was. Perhaps it was a poor judgement call on her part, but I'm not sure I want to stick around to find out.

Archaeology

2007-03-07T11:09:00.000-03:30

As most of you know I briefly considered changing my major to Archaeology. I came to my senses when I realized how many years this would add on to my degree
and decided to keep it as it was. Anyway, I decided, against my better judgement, to still do an Archaeology course as an elective since I still needed some of those. So far it's been going good. However today is the day that I get my Mid-term back. I have to say I'm quite terrified. I thought at the time that I did good but now that I've had two weeks to think about it I'm starting to doubt myself.

All right, I must go now and get some lunch and head to my impending doom.... I'll let you know how it goes.

Ramblings

2007-03-02T12:16:00.000-03:30

So, I've been very inattentive lately. I haven't posted at my blog or visited others at their blogs. Work and school has kept me very busy and I've been reading your blogs but just haven't posted.

Had a religion test this morning on Buddhism, I'm feeling pretty confident that I got an 'A' but we shall have to wait and see. I have a Folklore paper due this weekend and then I'm FREE for next week.

Meeting up with some friend tonight for Dinner out to the Red Pepper, if you don't have those where you are I pity you. It's a buffet-type restaurant that serves stir-fry. The buffet has all the vegetables and meats that you can imagine, you fill your plate and give it to the guy who will stir-fry it while you watche, he'll serve it on a bed of rice and with a side of your choice of Mongolian sauce. Ummmm....

We're thinking about heading to a movie afterwards but we're divded about which one to see, Music and Lyrics or Zodiac. Personally I like seeing Thriller/action movies in the theatre, comedy and fluff can be aprreciated just as well at home on the couch.

Anyway, I must go now and pretend to do some work. Hopefully next week I'll be able to get out to your blogs for a visit.

AC 360

2007-02-20T23:08:00.000-03:30

So, I've been racking my brain trying to think of something interesting to blog about. Somehow I didn't think you all would be very intrigued about my recently acquired slovenly habits. Mid-semester break is giving me the chace to sleep late write for a while, laze around, read, laze some more, eat, and so on. This morning I perused my bookshelves in search of something to capture my interest during the wild snowstorm which has struck my province. 45 inches of snow later I glanced up from Anderson Cooper's Dispatches From the Edge and realized it was over. The winds has stopped howling and the snow has covered the ground making it a veritable Winter Wonderland outside.

I decided to blog about this wonderful book:

For those of you who don't know, Anderson Cooper is a Reporter for CNN. He has covered major world events, from biggest tragedies to those unseemingly unknown events that plague us. His story is a heartbreaking tale of travels in South Africa, Niger and East Timor to name a few. The devastating story of a boy named Aminu, and Anderson's journey as he reveals stories about himself and the tragic loss of his brother.

Now, I know some of you are thinking "Where does she come up with this stuff?" The truth is I happened upon Anderson Cooper quite by accident one night. I was having trouble sleeping and was flicking through the channels when I stopped on AC360. I've been hooked ever since.

To be honest, part of me watches it because I'm a chick and Anderson is hot. The other part of me watches it because it's a great program that really investigates interesting things.

Anyway, that's my blog on AC and his book. Hope I didn't bore you all too much. :D

2007-02-15T20:26:00.000-03:30

HAPPY BELATED VALENTINE'S DAY!!!!!!!

I just wanted to wish all my Blogger Buddies a Happy Valentine's Day. Sorry I missed it yesterday. I spent my Valentine's writing a BRUTAL Anthropology mid-term and then hung with some pals afterward. Since I am single this year I decided to stop at one of the Kiosks on campus and buy myself a Rose. Hey, if no one else is going to get them for me I might as well buy them for myself.

I promise over mid-term break next week to make more posts. I've been so slack :D. Hope you all had a happy Cupid Day.

Last but certainly not least.

2007-02-05T20:29:00.000-03:30

This Saga begins at the bottom of this page with me 'Getting a Life'...

The Earth Sciences building and the University Center are right next door to each other and connected by a short sky walk. The Anthro dept rented out a room in the UC since their building is WAY up the other end of campus and no one would have showed up if it had been there. So we head over to the Anthro Mixer where we are asked to sing and perform a song. We sang the Spice Girls... nuff said.

They are out of Vodka at the Anthro Mixer so I opt for a Rum and Coke. Here we stay until the end of the Mixer Crawl when we all head downstairs to see who won the best poker hand. We didn't win but a great time was had by all. My ride showed up and I headed my drunk ass home and into bed, with a quick stop my McDonald's for a Cheeseburger and Fries. Nothing better than fast food when your drunk.

Thanks for listening guys. Tomorrow I'll answer Wolfie's tag about my collectables.... do boyfriends count? Teehee Just Kidding.

Next Up... Earth Sciences

2007-02-05T20:23:00.000-03:30

Now we've left the Science building raced through the Chemistry building over the skywalk into the Earth Sciences building. This crowd has lots of space, shots of tequila and FOOD! Yay! By this time I'm starving. It's been several hours since I last ate and a hot dog sounds great. A and I do a shot of tequila and get a Vodka and Pineapple juice for the road. C and I order the dogs and she gets a cupcake that have gummi worms on top. We stay here for a while just enjoying the fact that there is a place to sit, something to eat and a bathroom nearby cause I had to Pee... a lot.

We decided to leave the Anthropology Mixer until last since most of the girls were Anthro majors so......

2 + 2 = Physics Mixer?

2007-02-05T20:03:00.000-03:30

The Physics Mixer had the best drinks by far. Something Purple that they named Verbatim (sp?). Not sure what it was but it contained Sour Puss and Blue Curacao.... Yum Yum. By this time I'm feeling a little tipsy. Too many drinks consumed in a very short period of time. Had our drinks and left... the Physics majors were trying to do Math calculations on the board... life of the party and all that :D

Fourth Mixer

2007-02-05T19:55:00.000-03:30

From the Second Languages Mixer to the Biology Mixer which was down the hall and around the corner. I can't remember which question was there since I was in the lineup for drinks. Found some friends there who challenged us to a drinking game called Tip Cups. Each team lined up on either side of a long table. Starting with the first team member you had to drink your drink as fast as possible then lay your cup upside down on the edge of the table, you then had to tap the portion of the cup that was hanging off the edge and flip the cup over, with that task accomplished it's teammate number two who's got to drink up. The first team done wins and has to forfeit their card to the winning team.

Good times were had by all at the Biology Mixer....

Next up? The Physics Mixer....

Numero Trois.....

2007-02-05T10:24:00.000-03:30

READ THE POST ABOUT GETTING A LIFE.... if you haven't already.... *snerk*

Third Mixer took place in the Science building.... so instead of taking the tunnels we decide to race across the courtyard from the Arts building (where the Philosophy mixer was) to the Science building. It was pretty cold out.... Brrrrrr....

In the Science building we first go to the French and Spanish Mixer (yes I know the Science building is an odd place to have second language mixers). What a Crowd! They have two tables crammed into a very small room serving drinks, Vodka and Cranberry again for me, this time I made it a double. Here we have to say a sentence in either French or Spanish... everyone turns to me, apparently I'm the only one who has taken more than the required six credits in a second language since entering University. I say a short sentence in French which does the trick and we add another card to our hand. For an extra card we need to translate a sentence, done! And we have an extra card.

We drink quickly here because there are way to many people and linger in the hallway for a while talking to some friends we met up with.....

To be continued.....

Stop Two....

2007-02-05T10:20:00.000-03:30

Again.... in order to understand what the f**k I'm talking about you must start with my post about getting a life....

Next stop was the Philosophy mixer.... BORING.... first of all the person mixing the drinks sucked! The girl taking the money had a major attitude problem and there wasn't enough room. Blah! Anyway, had a Vodka and OJ there, V answered the question of Why? with, Why not? Original right? Got our next card and off we went to the next mixer....

First stop...

2007-02-05T10:13:00.000-03:30

If you haven't read my post about getting a life start there....

Stop one was the Math Society. We leave the University Center (which is where the bar is) race through the tunnels and sky walks through the Chemistry building, through the Science building to the Math Building. Once there we jog up three flights of stairs to the Math Society room. We get carded (good lord) and enter. We're the first one's to this room and the Vodka hasn't even arrived yet. We ask the person in charge what we have to do in order to get our card and he tells us we must tell him what an Isosceles (sp?) triangle is..... hmmmm.... it's a good thing R knew what she was talking about, I couldn't remember.

Vodka arrived and I had my first drink of the night, $3 for a Vodka and Cranberry Spritzer. Very good. We mingled and R, being very crazy approached a group of Math majors to ask them what their favorite number was, lol. What a pick-up line.

Once we finished our drinks it was off to the Philosophy Mixer.....

Getting a Life

2007-02-05T10:06:00.000-03:30

Well, no pretty pictures to post today but I would like to tell you all about my adventure Friday night. I very rarely go out. Mainly because I have school during the week and then I work every weekend (a lot of early Saturday and Sunday mornings for me).

Anyway, last week I was invited to attend a Mixer Crawl with some pals from the Archaeology Society. This is exactly what it sounds like.

Students form groups of about ten. Everyone meets at the campus bar and each team registers with the committee and gets a map of campus with a big red dot at the site of each mixer. The mission? Go to each societies Mixer and perform/answer something in order to recieve a playing card. At the end of the night you must return to the Campus Bar and whichever team can make the best poker hand out of their playing cards wins.

So the night started with a trip to the dorms (never lived in them myself) where we hung out with my friend V. We listened to music had some beers and then proceeded to apply makeup etc. just in case one of us got lucky :D.

We all congregate at V's room and I meet some nice people that I hadn't previously known. We head to Campus bar, register, and we're on our way....

Annie has tagged me!

2007-01-27T17:50:00.000-03:30

Since I have nothing else to post about I thought I would respond to Annie's tag.

---Firsts---
First Best Friend:: Jenelle, she's still my best friend and has been for too many years to count.
First movie watched in theater:: I think it was a Star Wars movie
First Crush:: Arthur... he had long hair and thought he was a bad ass
First CD/Record (Artist/Song) owned:: Kris Kross I think (they were a teen 'rap' group)
First "real" Kiss:: I was in grade seven and it was pretty awkward.
First Place away from Parents:: Ummmmm.... lets not go there. :P
First Car:: Nor there....
First Piercing:: Got my ears pierced when I was five or six I think.
First tattoo:: Haven't found one that I like enough to make permanent.

---Lasts---Last Time You Smoked::
Last Food You Ate:: I'm eating Cherry Chip cake with Vanilla Frosting right this moment.
Last Movie You Watched:: Erin Brockovich on TV.
Last CD You Listened To:: Gavin DeGraw
Last Words You Said:: I'm going upstairs to study (what a fibber)

---7 Things You Are Wearing---
1:: White socks
2:: black track pants
3:: Red Sweatshirt
4:: White headband/bandanna-type thing
5:: Pink bra (had to check and see what color)
6:: Daughter's Pride Ring
7:: Funky necklace from Kenya that my Sister found for me at a yard sale.

---6 Things You've Done Today---
1:: Woke up at 5:30am and cursed the alarm clock
2:: Showered and got dressed for work
3:: Shoveled the walkway
4:: Argued with customers
5:: Did paperwork
6:: Called the Doctor to cancel an appointment

--1 Person You Want To See Right Now---
1:: My best friend because she's seven months pregnant and I would love to see her before the baby is born.

There, I'm done. Annie sucks and since the only people who come to my blog have already been tagged by her then I'm not tagging anyone :D

Snowstorms.

2007-01-24T15:35:00.000-03:30

The last 24 hours has been crazy. Tons of snow which resulted in the University closing for the day. Yay! Snowday for me. Must go make good use of my time while having my little mini vacation.

MWAH!

2007-01-22T11:14:00.000-03:30

Wolfie thinks my career idea is going to turn me into the next Unabomber, lol. Since most of this was before my time *snerk* I of course turned to the Internet to supplement my meager knowledge of Ted. This is what Wikipedia had to say:

"After resigning his position at Berkeley, he held no permanent employment. He lived a simple life in a remote shack on very little money, occasionally worked odd jobs, and received some financial support from his family."

This is what I had planned:

I'm finding a really remote town and building myself a log cabin in the middle of BFN I can live off the land and eat wild game and berries so who needs money for that. I don't need light cause when it gets dark I'll go to bed. I'll chop wood for heat and throw away my telephone

I think Wolfie my have a point here.... NTS find a new career plan. :D

Career Options....

2007-01-18T10:13:00.000-03:30

Upon much deliberation I've finally decided on a career path. I'm an English Lit. major who once had her writing style described (by a prof.) as "fluid and lyrical" and also a History major who really enjoys learning about past events. Plus I'm one of those really nerdy people who actually enjoys researching. So this is my future career path.....

Upon convocation in the Spring I'm finding a really remote town and building myself a log cabin in the middle of BFN then I'm settling in with my newly purchased laptop and writing historical romance novels. I figure this way I can live off the land and eat wild game and berries so who needs money for that. I don't need light cause when it gets dark I'll go to bed. I'll chop wood for heat and throw away my telephone so creditors harassing me to pay back my student loan can never find me.... Bwahahahaha.

Ummmm.... probably not exactly like that. But hey, who knows.

Of course in this fantasy world my laptop battery never runs low because I don't have electricity to recharge it.

Ha!

Funny stuff.....

2007-01-17T12:15:00.000-03:30

*Five Levels of Hangovers*
*
**One Star Hangover** (*)*

No pain. No real feeling of illness. You're able to function relatively
well. However, you are still parched. You can drink 5 Cokes and still feel
this way. For some reason, you are craving a steak & fries.

*
**Two Star Hangover** (**)*

No pain, but something is definitely amiss. You may look okay, but
you have the mental capacity of a staple gun. The coffee you are
chugging is only increasing your rumbling gut, which is still tossing around
the fruity pancake from the 3:00 AM Waffle House excursion. There is some
definite havoc being wreaked upon your bowels.

*
**Three Star Hangover** **(***)*

Slight headache. Stomach feels crappy. You are definitely not
productive. Anytime a girl walks by you gag because her perfume reminds you
of the flavored schnapps shots your alcoholic friends dared you to drink.
Life would be better right now if you were home in your bed watching Lucy
reruns. You've had 4 cups of coffee, a gallon of water, 3 iced teas and a
diet Coke--yet you haven't peed once.

*
**Four Star Hangover** (****)*

Life sucks. Your head is throbbing. You can't speak too quickly or else you
might puke. Your boss has already lambasted you for being late and has given
you a lecture for reeking of booze. You wore nice clothes, but that can't
hide the fact that you only shaved one side of your face. Your eyes look
like one big red vein, and even your hair hurts. Your ass is in perpetual
spasm, and the first of about five shits you take during the day brings
water to the eyes of everyone who enters the bathroom.
*
**Five Star Hangover** (*****)*
*
**You have a second heartbeat in your head, which is actually annoying the
employee who sits in the next cube. Vodka vapor is seeping out of every pore
and making you dizzy. You still have toothpaste crust in the corners of your
mouth from brushing your teeth in an attempt to get the remnants of the poop
fairy out.** **Your body has lost the ability to generate spit so your
tongue is suffocating you. You don't have the foggiest idea who the hell the
stranger was passed out in your bed this morning. Any attempt to take a dump
results in a fire hose like discharge of alcohol-scented fluid with a rare
'Floater' thrown in. The sole purpose of this 'Floater' seems to be to
splash the toilet water all over your ass. Death sounds pretty good about
right now...*

*THINGS THAT ARE DIFFICULT TO SAY WHEN YOU'RE DRUNK:*

Indubitably; Innovative; Preliminary; Proliferation; Cinnamon.
*****
*
**THINGS THAT ARE VERY DIFFICULT TO SAY WHEN YOU'RE DRUNK:*

Specificity; British Constitution; Passive-aggressive disorder; Loquacious;
Transubstantiate.
*****
*
**THINGS THAT ARE DOWNRIGHT IMPOSSIBLE TO SAY WHEN YOU'RE DRUNK :*

1.) Thanks, but I don't want to have sex.
2.) Nope, no more booze for me.
3.) Sorry, but you're not really my type.
4.) Good evening, officer. Isn't it lovely out tonight?
5.) Oh, I just couldn't. No one wants to hear me sing.
6.) Sorry I'm being such a jackass.

School.... again

2007-01-17T11:44:00.000-03:30

Yay Me! I got an 85% on my Geography quiz. It's not worth much in the grand scheme of things but hey an 85% is an 85%. I had to place twenty Countries, Cities or Physical features on a map of Europe. Not hard you say? Well, in my defense this is the first Geography course I've ever taken in my life.... ever.

Nothing else new to report. Almost cried this morning because the coffee stand ran out of Hazelnut cream coffee just before I got to the line, then I was happy again because the coffee lady made a fresh batch just for me, okay probably not just for me but I like to think it was for my benefit. Perhaps it was because she thought I looked homicidal.... ya think?

Okay I must go now and print off the slides for my History class in two hours.

How am I posting this at school you might ask? When yesterday I lamented the fact that I was unable to access blogger at the library. Well, I've discovered that I can indeed access this site I am just unable, due to unknown circumstance, post pictures. Alas, there will be no pretty pictures on my blog whilst in class.

MWAH to all.

Update on life....

2007-01-16T18:59:00.000-03:30

Wow! I just realized how long it's been since I posted anything on my blog. You guys must think I'm a real slacker, lol.

School is... meh... good. Right now it's good but I can see many late and hectic nights in the future. Got a side gig as a note taker in my Human Animal class. Basically there's a girl in my class who has a disability that unable her to take her own notes so I get paid $100 to take her notes for her. I'm given special carbon paper and she takes one sheet and I take the other. Pretty sweet deal, I get paid to take notes. Woohoo.

The rest of my classes are good. My schedule has completely changed since the beginning of the semester and I've decided that I'm going back to my original plan and finishing my English Lit. degree. As much as I love Anthropology it would just take me too long to finish my degree and I'm starting to get antsy. I NEED to graduate soon. Blah! So the head of the Anth. department has asked me to apply for their Masters program so I'm going to and we'll see how that goes.

So now I'm basically doing some electives in order to finish my degree on time. I decided that I would take mainly first year courses since they're usually easier plus an American History class and my Anthropology class. They're all very interesting.

Dr. Make Your Brains Melt (not to be confused with Dr. Hottie) is a History professor at my school. Anyway, his office just happens to be next door to my American History Prof's. Yay! Future prediction? I can see me having to consult with my History Prof alot *snerk*.

Shit!

2007-01-09T09:23:00.000-03:30

I had a post but lost it.... gone to see if I can find it.

More Visits with Dr. Hottie

2007-01-03T17:16:00.000-03:30

Today was my return visit with Dr. Hottie. I've popped a tendon in my right ankle. I am however permitted to return to work (oh Joy of Joys), and shall be submitted to unknown tortures with a Physiotherapist.

Tales of said unspeakable tortures will ensue.

Tuesday Morning Surprise!

2007-01-02T17:11:00.000-03:30

I went to check the mail today and found that my two new books

(that I ordered) had arrived. YAY! Just when I was getting extremely bored with sitting around, entertainment has arrived. These will be my first read by this author- although I've read the books she writes as Sherrilyn Kenyon which are VERY different- and I've heard she's good.

Anyway, if you all are wondering where I am for the next few days I'm holed up with some new books.

Monday Morning!

2007-01-01T19:12:00.000-03:30

I get to work this morning at 10:00am. The owner and her husband are there. I'm thinking they have nothing better to do on New Year's Day then to come in here and bug me. Then I notice the BIG hole in the wall. Some delinquents decided that last night was a great night to pound a hole in the wall and steal the cigarettes and lotto tickets which we had locked behind the cage. FFS. So here I was, it's Monday morning, there wasn't any coffee made yet and I'm supposed to be civil. Grrrr. And they wondered why I was crabby,

Happy New Year!

2006-12-31T16:36:00.000-03:30

My Appointment

2006-12-30T23:25:00.000-03:30

Went to my Doctor appointment today and found this on the door.....

Apparently my Doctor decided that today was a great day to close the clinic. Now I have to reschedule.

Hours spent lying on my back with my foot propped up: Too many to count

Estimated calories consumed today: gazillions I'm sure

My Boss's face when I told her I still haven't seen the Doctor: Priceless

A picture of Me.... lol

2006-12-29T17:33:00.000-03:30

Ahahahahaha.... see the dog in the background? That's me the other night slipping on the ice.

NTS: MUST find something else to do besides Blogging.

Dr. Hottie

2006-12-29T14:41:00.000-03:30

So, tomorrow I have an appointment with the family doctor whom I've dubbed Dr. Hottie. He doesn't look anything like McSteamy here but he's hot in his own way. I just thought that since I have an appointment with a hot Doctor then I would post a picture of a hot doctor.

Hopefully tomorrow he'll give me a better idea of what's wrong with my ankle, the doctor at the Emergency room was stretched a bit thin and didn't spend much time telling me restrictions or what not. So I really don't have any idea when I should go back to work or if I could be working now.

Plus I've developed a very sharp pain in my ankle when I put pressure on it which I'm sure is not a good thing.

Grrr.... I hate having things wrong with me.

I'm so into setting fashion trends

2006-12-28T12:36:00.000-03:30

So, this is my newest fashion accessory. *sigh* I was at work last night and being such a nice person I volunteered to bring the garbage out. See what I get for being nice? I slipped on the ice and sprained my ankle. Three hours later I wheel myself out of the emergency room and I'm now equipped with the latest in medical fashion. These sorts of things always happen to me, lol.

Merry Christmas.

2006-12-26T17:26:00.000-03:30

Hi all (coughannieaough),

Just wanted to wish you all a MERRY CHRISTMAS! Christmas was great this year, lots of family stuff going on. I didn't work at all over the holidays but I'm going back this afternoon. It was nice to have the time off. Spent most of Christmas day at my house and my sisters. We went to her house first at about 6:00am to watch them open their presents, then we came back to my place and opened our presents up here, then we went back to her place at 10:30am where we gave them their presents from us. Being a 'cool' aunt I gave my nephew this:

He was super excited. The rest of the day we spent in a chocolate and turkey induced coma. We played some games watched a movie and generally just relaxed. It was nice.

Boxing day we did some light cleaning and then started to get ready for company. Now, when someone tells you Dinner is at 5:30, what time would you show up? Me? I would be there about anywhere between four thirty and five. *sigh* They never showed up until 6:30. A full hour late. Anyway, it was a disaster, dinner was cold by that point. Oh well, went with the flow and made a joke out of then reheated everything in the microwave. Next year I'm telling them Dinner is at 5:00 and not having it cooked until 6:00. Hopefully they won't be late then.

Today I'm back to work and waiting for New Years. No big plans since I'm working New Years Eve and New Years Day. Just spending it with the family. Anyway, I'm too cheap to go out New Year's Eve.

Merry Christmas everyone. (I hope the picture works, it took me weeks to figure this out)

Grrrrrrrr.......

2006-12-20T17:51:00.000-03:30

Failed my Psyc. class.... again. *sigh* This is the second time I've taken this course. The first time I took it was by distance, during the summer. Lets just say I'm not cut out for self-taught learning. I tried it again so that my failing mark would be expunged from my academic record.... no such luck. Oh well, I passed everything else so that's what's most important I guess.

Anyway, off to try and figure out how to post some cool pictures on my blog for Annie to look at, lol.

Friends.

2006-12-18T00:53:00.000-03:30

I'm heading off to bed soon, but I wanted to post first about re-newing friendships. I love that sometimes there are just certain people that you mesh so well with, that even after it's been months since you've really talked, you can just pick up right where you left off before life got in the way.

Life often gets in the way of things. You've got school, family, kids (not mine), work and so on that it's sometimes hard to make time to stay in touch with the friends you've made over the years.

Tonight I reconnected with some friends that I haven't really talked to in a while and it kinda made me feel all warm and squishy inside, lol.

So, in lieu of this warm feeling that I have, I'm making an early New Years Resolution.... here it goes

"ahem.... this year I resolve to make more time to stay in touch with some of the best women that I've ever met" you girls know who you are and I thank each of you for the times you've helped me (sometimes even when you didn't know you were helping) and just for being there when I needed a good laugh or a shoulder to cry on. I thank God for the day you came into my life. It's a privilege knowing you all.

Mwah!

Exams and more exams!

2006-12-12T10:15:00.000-03:30

The past week has been crazy. I've had my face in the books studying day and night but this morning I'm taking a break. Only two more left to go. This time tomorrow I will be almost finished my Psychology exam. Yay!

Anyway, after much thought and deliberation I've decided to change my major... to Anthropology. I am so excited. I'm very indecisive when it comes to the rest of my life, lol.

So, in order to graduate on time I'm taking five Arch. courses next semester. Forensic Anth. Historical Anth. Collections Mgmt. Native American Anth. and The Physical Animal. Whew! It's gonna be tough but I think I can handle it.

I must go get some last minute studying done for my exam this afternoon.

Snow snow and more snow!

2006-12-04T22:54:00.000-03:30

So, I just turned off the Weather Network and they say that overnight Newfoundland's East coast is going to get bombarded with about 55Cm's of snow. Holy Shit! I can't say that I'm overly pleased with the idea but I'm thinking that if I'm snowbound that English paper that I've been putting off writing might get done... *sigh* I have no idea where to even start writing.

Wish me luck!

Guys vs. Girls

2006-11-27T13:06:00.000-03:30

I had English Lit class today and we were discussing the character of Brett in Hemingway's The Sun Also Rises. So of course the discussion leads to the topic of why women are viewed as sluts when they sleep around and men are hailed as the conquering heroes of the nubile virgins. Correct? IMO? Not true.

I think, in today's media and with the opinion of many of my peers women who sleep around are not viewed as negatively as they once were. And the girls who are 'saving' themselves are mocked. A fellow student of mine made a comment a few weeks ago that she had never engaged in anything 'serious' in a relationship.... my response? A very shocked and dumbfounded expression, you don't get many of these girls in college anymore. Not that there's anything wrong with her, mind you. It's just that I found it to be very strange indeed.

I think that at my age it's likely that girls have had numerous lovers and no one is looking at them and thinking "those sluts..." the same with guys. I think the negative connotation can go both ways and depends entirely on how the guy or girl treats themselves. In other words, no one will think badly of what you have done unless you think badly about what you have done.

It kind of makes me wonder, are we all just manifestations of our own self image?

One down one more to go....

2006-11-23T15:27:00.000-03:30

With the end of the semester so near it's sad yet exhilarating to know that soon, for three whole weeks, the hardest question my brain will have to endure is whether I should get my lazy ass out of bed before,or after noon.

I always find that toward the end of each semester I find myself tired of the subjects I'm studying and looking forward to the new ones that are soon to be starting. Always looking for the subject that will spark my interest so much that I will immediately say to myself "self, this is what you are supposed to do for the rest of your life." How many of us, I wonder, spend their lives doing something that they feel they weren't meant to do. And what of the select few who find their life's vocation and are blissfully happy doing it.

I find myself asking, what would it be like to wake up in the morning and look forward to going to work?

The curse they call television...

2006-11-21T22:35:00.000-03:30

Why, oh why do I do this to myself. I swear every week that I will NOT turn on the television on Tuesday nights at 8:30pm. Why you ask? Because my remote control will automatically turn on the Gilmore Girls. I have no idea why I feel compelled to turn that show on. It drives me utterly insane. I do enough rambling of my own without having to turn on the television to hear two semi-grown women prattle on like high school girls who have mixed a cocktail of Speed and Red Bull. It's like an accident, you can't turn away no matter how much your subconscious tells you that it's wrong to stare at the wreckage.

*sigh*

Today's count...

2006-11-21T16:20:00.000-03:30

Coffee: One (I'm being good today)
Hours spent on the computer: one and a half
Hours reading "Speaker For The Dead": Two... at least
Hours spent studying: Five, but that includes two and a half hours spent in Psychology and Archaeology.

Not a computer genius...

2006-11-21T08:56:00.000-03:30

I decided this morning that I would add a pretty little clock to my blog... not happening, not only do I not know what HTML means I don't have a frigging clue how to even go about putting one of those nice little clocks on my blog. A woman of my generation should have more computer knowledge than I. It's a little embarrassing actually.

It's also a little sad that no one has come to visit me yet today, *sigh*. Oh well I shall continue bravely onward.

Todays count....

2006-11-20T17:26:00.000-03:30

Coffees: 2
Hours spent on computer: 4 ish...
Hours spent studying: none (do we detect a pattern...)

Not really on top ;)

2006-11-20T17:13:00.000-03:30

Contrary to what the title indicates i'm not really on top. Quite the contrary actually. For the perverts out there who are looking at this title and thinking.... well I won't tell you what they're thinking, suffice it to say there is a reason I called them perverts.

I started this blog so I could tell you all about my crazy life, sometimes it seems like the stupid stuff that happens to me couldn't really happen in real life. Real live people are much more organized and co-ordinated than me.

Are you sure you want to hear this? lol......