Thursday, April 26, 2007

"Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired." - Robert Frost

R and I celebrated our two-year datin'-iversary on April 12. To put a cap on a tough year, and start an amazing new one, we got to go out on a date together, alone. It was the last day of classes, so we had no tests or exams to monopolize our evening (remember Valentine's Day?). We went to the Cellar, a jazz club I've been wanting to go to for about two years. It was busy and noisy, but a good time.

I love this boy. He makes me feel special and he's my best friend. Not to mention a great kisser and a loyal companion.

I was giving him heck yesterday because of his haircut. Not because he got it cut, because I love it, and he's sexier than he's ever been - but because we haven't had a picture together in so long that I missed the whole era of his long hair. I get jealous easily, and sometimes I see these brand new couples and their kazillion pictures of them together, going on great adventures - and my picture reservoir from this year contains us studying, us studying, and ... us studying. Sometimes there's a beach shot or two, with no one in them.

So I loved his long hair since he got this new hairdresser that shaped it nicely. It was fun to play with, even if he was always in need of a haircut. And as of last weekend it's short, and usually full of wax. But definitely hot, particularly since the stubble of neglect is growing in more evenly and manly than when we first started dating. But I was panicking that I had no pictures to mark the era. Also I was giving him heck by implying that most boyfriends (at least new ones) want pictures with their girlfriends, to mark their territory or do some slight bragging.

I found the one, above, and also several from the actual day of our dating-iversary, since he brought me flowers! Of course, there are none of us together:

You can see the fascinating subject of my concentration, even on the most celebrated day.

So. Pictures of us - together - will come more often, now that it is summer. Even though he has another course... when that is done, we will be trigger-happy.

Wednesday, April 25, 2007


I am waiting to hear back from a potential job. I have a knot in my stomach. Pray that I get it, as it's $5 more than my last job, per hour, and then I don't have to go crawling back to my previous employer and ask if my position is still open.


Saturday, April 21, 2007

Top 10 Things I have learned about studying, in order of increasing importance

  1. The only way a boyfriend can be a good study buddy is if I look like I'm about to have a nervous meltdown. If I look panicked enough, he'll leave me in silence. Otherwise, every 30 seconds is a question about his own work, or a "Hey, did you know..." tidbit from his studies or his Time magazine. Very much distracts me and breaks up any concentration I may have had.
  2. Msn does not help me study, whether I'm talking to someone from my class or not. Facebook also does not help.
  3. Blogs do not help me study.
  4. Music must be off. My brain is no longer sharp enough to concentrate with music. Even classical is a stretch. Anything else I realize I'm just bellowing at the top of my lungs and meanwhile reading the same paragraph over and over.
  5. My brain is much duller than it used to be. I can no longer study only the day before. My memory is not what it used to be.
  6. Chemistry is not my friend. It may pose, but it's not my friend.
  7. If you want to study in science, be prepared... Psychology is really Biology, Biology is really all chemistry, Chemistry is essentially physics and Physics is all Calculus.
  8. Sometimes I just have to start. Dreading the beginning of a new subject doesn't get me anywhere. Also, learning a lesson about procrastination doesn't mean I will remember the lesson.
  9. Watching stupid episodes of the O.C. do not help me study in the least.
  10. Most importantly: when studying for 18 hours straight in the same chair, I will never again wear underwear with elastic around the bum. This causes much pain and a deep, deep elastic-rubbed crease. This is the most important lesson I can share with anyone.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007


These five questions were asked of me by Angella. Read to the end to discover how the interview can come to you!

1. Assuming calories don't count, what is your favourite - a salty or sweettreat?

This is a tough question. I love the sweet treat occasionally, but it's hard to separate whether I like salty treats more just because of their nature or because I feel less guilty eating them. I do love a salty treat more often than a sweet one, but if I had to give one up for my whole life, I'd give up the salty ones simply because of the number of options.

I don't like pretzels, and I don't like many snacky foods, like popcorn or many potato chips. I like tostitos/corn chips, and cheesy doritos, and cheesies (but ONLY the hard and crunchy ones). With sweet treats, on the other hand, even though I don't like most candies or cheesecake, I can enjoy everything from ice cream to frozen yogurt to chocolate and sour candies!

2. If you could live anywhere in the world (other than where you are),where would it be?

I would live in a place like France, where I've heard that post-secondary education is funded by the country, or Italy because of the beautiful beaches. Australia also sounds sweet, but since the question is actually about living somewhere else, I'm pretty happy with Canada. I know this is exactly what the question said not to pick, but I have to choose my home country. I don't have to worry to the same extent about the water (usually) or food being contaminated, or personal safety. Health care may suck to us spoiled Canadians but at least it's covered. And what better Canadian place to live than beautiful BC? We have the highest marine diversity in the world; I couldn't move anywhere that has the big city that I love so close to the sunshine coast, with tons of amazing species just waiting for me to study them.

3. What do you do when nobody's looking?

I watch tv. If we are perfectly honest, I may have been known to pick my nose once or twice... childhood habit that never got kicked, I guess. But I know I'm not alone. Any fellow gold-diggers out there?

4. If you could be a celebrity for a day, who would you be?

Hmm... a celebrity. Preferably one that is not writing any exams right now. It's hard to think of someone I'd want to be for only one day. I can think of people I'd want to be with. Maybe Dave Matthews - make him play music for me all day and make sure to hook him up with all my talented friends.

Maybe I'd be "that celebrity guy" from the commercials, so that I can opt out of all his future contracts. Those commercials are retarded.

Or I'd be Hilary Duff, so I can hold a press conference and tell all the little children/teen girls to pay no attention to me from here on in, because I will inevitably follow the path laid out by Christina Aguilera and Britney Spears. It goes from "I'm a virgin" to "I'm just comfortable with my body" to "Look out, skank-hos! Here I come to be queen"

5. Coke or Pepsi, diet or all sugar?

Used to be a die-hard Coke fan, but I caved. Now it's pepsi, all sugar.

So! If you would like to join in on the interviewing party, follow these directions:
1. Leave me a comment saying, “Interview me.”

2. I will respond by emailing you five questions. I get to pick the questions.
3. You will update your blog with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Can't say anything worthwhile

I've been putting off writing until I could say something significant about Kim, but I can't get to that point. Her memorial is today, and I'm going to be singing with my brother and sister-in-law. What happened, briefly, is here. My parents have been "sharing memories" all the past few days I've been home, and I realize they're also struggling - but I just want some space. Sometimes you're not ready for the memory sharing. Today's going to be an emotional day and It feels like I've got this lead weight in my gut.

One of my favourite memories is documented here. My brother and I were playing at EA, a coffeeshop in Langley. My bro surprised Kim by forcing her to get up on stage and play some of her own stuff. Brave girl she is, she did it. She was always taking opportunities and meeting obstacles head on, with a big laugh.