I missed yesterday... I really enjoyed my physio session. The physiotherapist is Christian, and has Bible quotes on the walls, and a Christian music station playing. *sighs* God bless that place! It'll be amazing being treated there. And he's a good physiotherapist, too. Choral was also
super; we made beautiful music!
Now, for today, which I can remember a bit better...
A hot shower
A good breakfast, shared with some fellow Windsorites
Good ecology class
Good plant class; I correctly identified the types of cones on a pine tree picture, and kind of blew the class and Dr. K away ^^;;
Good Ethics class; I'm getting paid to take notes now in that class, a nice bonus
Interesting Anthro class
I had food for lunch
Good follow-up session for Creighton
Easy hour of CPing
Food to eat for supper
A nice, short chat with some girls on my floor
Got my Ecology lab work done
Chatted with Joseph for a bit
Enjoyed a hot cup of Monk's Blend tea (smells absolutely heavenly ^^ )
Can currently see the full moon peeking through the leaves on the tree outside my window
Even in a busy day, so many good things happening to me... And only two more days of the week left, before it's weekend time! ^^
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Monday, September 24, 2007
Hmm, haven't posted in awhile...
Well. It's been awhile. life hasn't changed too much on the whole, I guess, except I'm now on a mission to not assume that life must be happy, and that each bit of happiness we should be thankful for, because we don't have a right to it. So, I'm going to try to list every good thing that happened to me every day, no matter how small, and say a little prayer of thanksgiving for them all.
Starting with this morning...
When I woke up, I peaked out the window, and could see the sun rising. It was really pretty, coming through the trees.
I had a warm shower.
I put on some nice clothes to wear.
I had a good breakfast, with a mug of hot chocolate
I got to class early.
Learned some interesting things in Pop Com
Talked to Duncan
Learned some more interesting things in Plant
Enjoyed listening to Dr. K's accent
Justin asked why I was limping; always nice to have someone care
Managed to pay attention and contribute a bit to Ethics class
Had a nice, relaxing, review-filled Organic Chem class
Learned in Anthro that the notes are online, and that we were reviewing another class's material again, so I didn't have to type as much
Andrew offered to carry my bag and the like, due to my obvious limp; again, nice to have someone care
Had a nice lunch with Andrew and Elizabeth
Said a Divine Mercy Chaplet
Got some plant studying done
Had a nice, one-hour nap
Was pleasantly surprised to find Joseph online
Reviewed Anthro notes; finally learned the difference between Anthropoid, hominoid, and hominid
Enjoyed reading some of 'My Life on the Rock'
A few times during the day, went to the bathroom. Yes, I count this as a happiness. There's a reason why it's called 'relieving yourself'
Had a nice supper with Andrew, Elizabeth, and Hillary
Saw an almost full moon peaking through the trees
Ate some dark chocolate
Was again pleasantly surprised to see Joseph online again ^^
Played guitar for awhile
Not a bad day, if I do say so myself.
Starting with this morning...
When I woke up, I peaked out the window, and could see the sun rising. It was really pretty, coming through the trees.
I had a warm shower.
I put on some nice clothes to wear.
I had a good breakfast, with a mug of hot chocolate
I got to class early.
Learned some interesting things in Pop Com
Talked to Duncan
Learned some more interesting things in Plant
Enjoyed listening to Dr. K's accent
Justin asked why I was limping; always nice to have someone care
Managed to pay attention and contribute a bit to Ethics class
Had a nice, relaxing, review-filled Organic Chem class
Learned in Anthro that the notes are online, and that we were reviewing another class's material again, so I didn't have to type as much
Andrew offered to carry my bag and the like, due to my obvious limp; again, nice to have someone care
Had a nice lunch with Andrew and Elizabeth
Said a Divine Mercy Chaplet
Got some plant studying done
Had a nice, one-hour nap
Was pleasantly surprised to find Joseph online
Reviewed Anthro notes; finally learned the difference between Anthropoid, hominoid, and hominid
Enjoyed reading some of 'My Life on the Rock'
A few times during the day, went to the bathroom. Yes, I count this as a happiness. There's a reason why it's called 'relieving yourself'
Had a nice supper with Andrew, Elizabeth, and Hillary
Saw an almost full moon peaking through the trees
Ate some dark chocolate
Was again pleasantly surprised to see Joseph online again ^^
Played guitar for awhile
Not a bad day, if I do say so myself.
Tuesday, May 1, 2007
About Time...
I haven't posted in awhile. I'm just been chilling out, relaxing, being lazy. Wh00t. I'm starting to get to the point where I want to do something more... I hope my job situation gets cleared up soon.
I have returned to Neopets. I can't resist those games. I'm stockpiling neopoints, to what end, I have no idea. I'm just having fun. I forgotten how much fun that little world is, with all those items and stuff. All the rare stuff is uber-expensive, more so than when I left it 2 years ago.
I was going to rehash the argument Nicky and I had today, but I don't care anymore. I don't think I'm being unfeminine if you can't see where my breasts sit at all times. I wear what I like, and what is modest. I want some feminine mystery, thanks; not with my cleavage playing peek-a-boo, and my silhouette equivalent to when I'm naked.
I had a THIRD dream where I was pregnant! I was about 2 or 3 months along, and I was at some kind of ski resort with my family. I, for some reason, didn't want them to know I was pregnant, and I had to avoid certain activities that would let them see that I was. It was strange. No idea who the father was.
I have returned to Neopets. I can't resist those games. I'm stockpiling neopoints, to what end, I have no idea. I'm just having fun. I forgotten how much fun that little world is, with all those items and stuff. All the rare stuff is uber-expensive, more so than when I left it 2 years ago.
I was going to rehash the argument Nicky and I had today, but I don't care anymore. I don't think I'm being unfeminine if you can't see where my breasts sit at all times. I wear what I like, and what is modest. I want some feminine mystery, thanks; not with my cleavage playing peek-a-boo, and my silhouette equivalent to when I'm naked.
I had a THIRD dream where I was pregnant! I was about 2 or 3 months along, and I was at some kind of ski resort with my family. I, for some reason, didn't want them to know I was pregnant, and I had to avoid certain activities that would let them see that I was. It was strange. No idea who the father was.
Saturday, April 28, 2007
A Good Day
I'm happy to report that the past two days have been much better. No fights, everyone's been politer to each other. Sasha was cranky this morning, because she wasn't feeling well. I was beginning to wonder if she wasn't exaggerating a bit, but then she threw up. Oh dear. But I think she felt better afterwards; she seemed fine after I was picked up from Joseph's.
Speaking of which, I visited Joseph today! Yay! :D We had a good time. We jammed on the guitar and the piano, using a neat little program on Joseph's computer; watched a movie called 'Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure', very funny; cooked lunch, involving my preventing Joseph from burning some mini-pizzas in the toaster oven and soup and a very rich chocolate cake which I baked yesterday; and some good, old-fasioned cuddling time. For those who are interested, nothing naughty happened. I would be happy to tell Jesus about anything that happened, if He so wished to hear about it. ^^
I'm am still waiting to hear back about the job. I would start May 7th if I got it, which means I would have to find a place to sublet REALLY fast. 0.o I am considering subletting from the Christian girls, but their place is up a steep flight of stairs, and a bit of a walk from campus. But, it is really close to the grocery store. But, it's on the more expensive side to rent. Unfortunately, I don't really know where else I would stay. x.x I will contact them once I know for sure about the job.
Another thing I'm waiting to here back on is a time-table mix up. The times for the two plant labs, one Monday and one Tuesday, seem to be mixed up. The times would make much more sense if they were the other way around, so that the Monday lab didn't start in the middle of my Anthro class. Otherwise, it will take a bit of time-table switching. x.x
Speaking of which, I visited Joseph today! Yay! :D We had a good time. We jammed on the guitar and the piano, using a neat little program on Joseph's computer; watched a movie called 'Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure', very funny; cooked lunch, involving my preventing Joseph from burning some mini-pizzas in the toaster oven and soup and a very rich chocolate cake which I baked yesterday; and some good, old-fasioned cuddling time. For those who are interested, nothing naughty happened. I would be happy to tell Jesus about anything that happened, if He so wished to hear about it. ^^
I'm am still waiting to hear back about the job. I would start May 7th if I got it, which means I would have to find a place to sublet REALLY fast. 0.o I am considering subletting from the Christian girls, but their place is up a steep flight of stairs, and a bit of a walk from campus. But, it is really close to the grocery store. But, it's on the more expensive side to rent. Unfortunately, I don't really know where else I would stay. x.x I will contact them once I know for sure about the job.
Another thing I'm waiting to here back on is a time-table mix up. The times for the two plant labs, one Monday and one Tuesday, seem to be mixed up. The times would make much more sense if they were the other way around, so that the Monday lab didn't start in the middle of my Anthro class. Otherwise, it will take a bit of time-table switching. x.x
Thursday, April 26, 2007
Arg...
I need to get some of this out before I sleep...
Our household seems to be suffering from discipline displacement. My mom seems to want to take the easiest and fastest route to ending a dispute, be it logical and fair or not. Forget fighting with the unreasonable 13yo, let's get the 18yo, who is guaranteed to listen, to back down. Then the 13yo turns on her sweet-talk, and everything's great. So, what really happened: I was in bed. I had been in bed for about 5 minutes. Sasha was brushing her teeth, and was coming to bed soon. I shut off the lights in our bedroom. It was 11 o'clock, I was tired, she should have been in bed awhile ago, etc. She marches in and turns on a light 'so she could see'. She could have left the bedroom door open a bit; that would provide light for her, but in such a way that it didn't fall on my bed as much. But she chose to turn on a light that cast plenty of photons directly at me. I was mad. Duh. Who wouldn't be? Julie never did things like that when we were roommates. If she was up after me, she did her best to find a way to use a light in a way that it would bother me the least. Aka, she was considerate of the fact I wanted to sleep. Not so here. I told Sasha to turn off the light. Mom comes in and tells _me_ to grow up. Fine; I could have handled that better. But does Sasha get any reprimand? Nope. Heavens forbid I get upset at someone blatantly trying to disturb me, but she can go right ahead and disturb me, no problem. It's all my fault. I was on the verge of just telling Mom to leave me alone, forget tucking me in, but I knew I would feel even worse if I did. Meanwhile, Sasha is as loud as legitimately possible while saying goodnight to Mom and Dad.
I don't know what to do anymore. Every single day, something like this happens. Yesterday, it was Sasha stuffing a baseball down the hood of my sweater. I took it out, and held onto it. She started shuffling up to me, coming within a centimeter of me, saying things like "gimme the ball, gimme it back" in a very childish voice. I am very protective of my personal space. Both my sisters know that, unfortunately with the occasional bruise to prove it. Do Not Touch Me, Period. I hate it. I told Sasha to back off, with a few pushes to drive the point home. She continued to demand the ball, never once staying back, continuously trying to move closer. I continued to tell her to get away from me. This was all with Mom sitting right next to us. Sasha starts screaming and crying for her ball back, all the while still not getting out of my space! Now Mom intervenes, telling Sasha to get a grip, and asking for the ball herself, which I gladly give up. Then Nicky decides to pitch in, and tell Mom and I that we're the ones in the wrong. As if Sasha's some 5yo that can't behave herself unless she gets what she wants, exactly when she wants it. Mom goes back to whatever she had been doing before on her computer, leaving me to argue with Nicky. The only thing I think I could have done better was to rephrase myself, saying that if she backed away, she would get the ball back, which I guess I never stated. Fine. But does that mean Sasha gets to throw a hissy fit?
I'm stuck. I obviously can't be a parent, but without any clear rules as to what the rules are, I don't know what to do besides pick the course of action that seems to be the best to me at the time, and deal with the consequences. Mom is tired of fighting. I've been gone for the past 8 months, I didn't tire her out. I want to help! But I have not a damn clue as to how to do that!!! I would love to give her my energy to fit and discipline, but I can't. Dad isn't home for all that long every day. There are no bedtimes, very little school, Mom busy doing ten things at once. I am not going to be walked over by my sisters, the way they do to Mom. I guess that's why I'm the focal point of these fights all of a sudden. It's all an authority thing; everyone trying to exert it over everyone else, because the one who is supposed to be lawfully and morally exerting it doesn't want to. I hope I get that job in Sackville. I want out of this house. I want to go back to where people try to be civilized to each other.
There may be some exaggerations in the above post. I'm tired and upset. It's nearing midnight. Take it with a grain of salt.
Our household seems to be suffering from discipline displacement. My mom seems to want to take the easiest and fastest route to ending a dispute, be it logical and fair or not. Forget fighting with the unreasonable 13yo, let's get the 18yo, who is guaranteed to listen, to back down. Then the 13yo turns on her sweet-talk, and everything's great. So, what really happened: I was in bed. I had been in bed for about 5 minutes. Sasha was brushing her teeth, and was coming to bed soon. I shut off the lights in our bedroom. It was 11 o'clock, I was tired, she should have been in bed awhile ago, etc. She marches in and turns on a light 'so she could see'. She could have left the bedroom door open a bit; that would provide light for her, but in such a way that it didn't fall on my bed as much. But she chose to turn on a light that cast plenty of photons directly at me. I was mad. Duh. Who wouldn't be? Julie never did things like that when we were roommates. If she was up after me, she did her best to find a way to use a light in a way that it would bother me the least. Aka, she was considerate of the fact I wanted to sleep. Not so here. I told Sasha to turn off the light. Mom comes in and tells _me_ to grow up. Fine; I could have handled that better. But does Sasha get any reprimand? Nope. Heavens forbid I get upset at someone blatantly trying to disturb me, but she can go right ahead and disturb me, no problem. It's all my fault. I was on the verge of just telling Mom to leave me alone, forget tucking me in, but I knew I would feel even worse if I did. Meanwhile, Sasha is as loud as legitimately possible while saying goodnight to Mom and Dad.
I don't know what to do anymore. Every single day, something like this happens. Yesterday, it was Sasha stuffing a baseball down the hood of my sweater. I took it out, and held onto it. She started shuffling up to me, coming within a centimeter of me, saying things like "gimme the ball, gimme it back" in a very childish voice. I am very protective of my personal space. Both my sisters know that, unfortunately with the occasional bruise to prove it. Do Not Touch Me, Period. I hate it. I told Sasha to back off, with a few pushes to drive the point home. She continued to demand the ball, never once staying back, continuously trying to move closer. I continued to tell her to get away from me. This was all with Mom sitting right next to us. Sasha starts screaming and crying for her ball back, all the while still not getting out of my space! Now Mom intervenes, telling Sasha to get a grip, and asking for the ball herself, which I gladly give up. Then Nicky decides to pitch in, and tell Mom and I that we're the ones in the wrong. As if Sasha's some 5yo that can't behave herself unless she gets what she wants, exactly when she wants it. Mom goes back to whatever she had been doing before on her computer, leaving me to argue with Nicky. The only thing I think I could have done better was to rephrase myself, saying that if she backed away, she would get the ball back, which I guess I never stated. Fine. But does that mean Sasha gets to throw a hissy fit?
I'm stuck. I obviously can't be a parent, but without any clear rules as to what the rules are, I don't know what to do besides pick the course of action that seems to be the best to me at the time, and deal with the consequences. Mom is tired of fighting. I've been gone for the past 8 months, I didn't tire her out. I want to help! But I have not a damn clue as to how to do that!!! I would love to give her my energy to fit and discipline, but I can't. Dad isn't home for all that long every day. There are no bedtimes, very little school, Mom busy doing ten things at once. I am not going to be walked over by my sisters, the way they do to Mom. I guess that's why I'm the focal point of these fights all of a sudden. It's all an authority thing; everyone trying to exert it over everyone else, because the one who is supposed to be lawfully and morally exerting it doesn't want to. I hope I get that job in Sackville. I want out of this house. I want to go back to where people try to be civilized to each other.
There may be some exaggerations in the above post. I'm tired and upset. It's nearing midnight. Take it with a grain of salt.
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Joseph Update
Well, I finally got to talk to Joseph. He's not been himself ever since finding out about the afore-mentioned mess. At work, he even asked what he should do with "these hard drives." He was holding a stack of keyboards. This is highly unusual for him, obviously. So his lack of contact was mostly due to that. Interestingly enough, after I vented and explained my hurt, and he apologized, we enjoyed one of the best hour of conversation that we had in awhile. I must get back to this conversation now. :)
20th Post!
This is my 20th post so far. Wh00teh.
So, I spent the past day in Sackville! It was great fun, getting to see my friends again. I hung out at the Bridgestreet again, this time with Abdon, and this dude from China, I think his name was Phil. It twas fun. I happened to leave there at exactly the right time so that when I reached Centennial Hall, Dr. Campbell was leaving it. He asked me how my summer plans were, I told him I hadn't gotten a research position, and was looking for something in Oxford that didn't involve peeling onions. He told me they were applying for more money, and, though they didn't know if they had gotten it yet, to send him and email and he would "let me know". I'm praying that this means I will get to do something interesting this summer after all!
I'm trying to figure out what to do about my boyfriend... I haven't talked to him in over 60 hours, which is unusual for us, and he hasn't sent me an email or anything, also unusual. Yeah, I know, people dealt with longer times of not hearing from each other in olden days, but we don't have to deal with that now; that's the point of having the internet and stuff, so people can contact each other more easily. On top of the lack-of-contact, I was on MSN for half an hour last night, and he was online, but apparently busy, because he never replied to me. *sighs* I'm trying to figure out what legitimate things could keep him totally occupied from the moment he got home from work until when he went to bed at night. Short of surgery, and he's no doctor, I can't think of anything so vitally important that it would keep him busy for 6+ hours without a 10 minute break to write a quick note. *sighs again* I'm trying to think of the best way to approach this when we actually get to talk... I'm going to be blunt with him, so that his male brain(again, I don't mean this at all in a derogatory way) doesn't have to decipher those clues us girls understand INSTANTLY. I am hoping he has a really good explanation. I know he's stressed about the whole afore-mentioned mess, but you'd think he would welcome the excuse to think about something different, or at least unload his worries to me, via email. I'm just confused. I want to be as charitable as possible about this, but I am hurt. It can't be that he dislikes writing emails, because he expresses himself very well through writing, and always seems to have fun writing, and he used to send me emails all the time. He sent me one almost every day when I went to WYD. I just don't understand. I don't want to be mad at him. I hope it's nothing I said... but guys don't usually go in for the round-about ways of telling you their hurt. I'll ask him anyways... Oh, Joseph. It's a good thing I love him.
So, I spent the past day in Sackville! It was great fun, getting to see my friends again. I hung out at the Bridgestreet again, this time with Abdon, and this dude from China, I think his name was Phil. It twas fun. I happened to leave there at exactly the right time so that when I reached Centennial Hall, Dr. Campbell was leaving it. He asked me how my summer plans were, I told him I hadn't gotten a research position, and was looking for something in Oxford that didn't involve peeling onions. He told me they were applying for more money, and, though they didn't know if they had gotten it yet, to send him and email and he would "let me know". I'm praying that this means I will get to do something interesting this summer after all!
I'm trying to figure out what to do about my boyfriend... I haven't talked to him in over 60 hours, which is unusual for us, and he hasn't sent me an email or anything, also unusual. Yeah, I know, people dealt with longer times of not hearing from each other in olden days, but we don't have to deal with that now; that's the point of having the internet and stuff, so people can contact each other more easily. On top of the lack-of-contact, I was on MSN for half an hour last night, and he was online, but apparently busy, because he never replied to me. *sighs* I'm trying to figure out what legitimate things could keep him totally occupied from the moment he got home from work until when he went to bed at night. Short of surgery, and he's no doctor, I can't think of anything so vitally important that it would keep him busy for 6+ hours without a 10 minute break to write a quick note. *sighs again* I'm trying to think of the best way to approach this when we actually get to talk... I'm going to be blunt with him, so that his male brain(again, I don't mean this at all in a derogatory way) doesn't have to decipher those clues us girls understand INSTANTLY. I am hoping he has a really good explanation. I know he's stressed about the whole afore-mentioned mess, but you'd think he would welcome the excuse to think about something different, or at least unload his worries to me, via email. I'm just confused. I want to be as charitable as possible about this, but I am hurt. It can't be that he dislikes writing emails, because he expresses himself very well through writing, and always seems to have fun writing, and he used to send me emails all the time. He sent me one almost every day when I went to WYD. I just don't understand. I don't want to be mad at him. I hope it's nothing I said... but guys don't usually go in for the round-about ways of telling you their hurt. I'll ask him anyways... Oh, Joseph. It's a good thing I love him.
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