Treading Water

Is it just me or do bad things tend to group together and descend all at once? Its like they collaborate before actually arriving, plotting the perfect time to strike. And usually, its an inconvenient time like, say, during finals.

Or maybe things just seem worse and more noticable at points where you don't think you have the time or energy to handle them.

What's so bad about running anyway? It's not like I'm not functioning properly or something, right? Pick your battles. Deal with what you absolutely must, and the rest, let it roll right off your shoulder or sink so far down you don't have to think about it.

If you've gone so long without dealing with certain issues, then what's the hurry to do it now?

I suppose though, sometimes, given certain knowledge, there is nothing you can do but deal.

But what I wouldn't give to have it all go away.

I hate being forced to confront things I have no hope of figuring out.

Museums and Cupcakes

i've got my own dinosaur. (me-- dinolove at the children's museum)

pre-chocolate coma. (marilyn at the cakebox)

Insomniac Ramblings

I never sleep at a normal time anymore.

I wouldn't mind so much but I should really cut out the munchies in the middle of the night.

For some reason I can't get All You Need is Love by the Beatles and the Fifty States Song out of my head.

I really need to update my doodle blog. I've been thinking a lot about writing and illustrating children's books as a possible life goal lately. Like most of my "ambitions"-- all it will likely amount to is a great deal of stirring inside my head.

MJ and I are going to the Children's Museum uptown tomorrow! I'm most excited to revisit Exhibit Cafe which is this adorable little place inside the museum that serves only organic foods and coffees. Chique.

I should probably make better use of my time and either 1) make a schedule or 2) allow Twilight to be finished (although it is slow mind torture) so that I'll have it read before Saturday when we go see the movie.

Does anybody even read this when I go off nonsensically this way? ha.

Pile it on

I apologize for the crappy quality of this post (and for its nonsensical order) after so long of not posting. But I just need a release.

I'm listening to Adele's version of Make You Feel My Love. That probably helps contribute to the thick sloshy feeling I have.

Laura, Janna, and I are hitting up V1 cafe tomorrow though, which is always fun! Spicy chicken nummayyyy.

What "it" is, I think, is my approaching that point where there's just too much. Mental claustrophobia or something. I always need to know there's some means of escape from whatever it is I feel squashed by. Right now there doesn't seem to be one as far as I can figure. And there doesn't seem to be a safety net to catch me when I inevitably fall either.

In other news I've confirmed that I'm ridiculously awful at video games, but apparently am semi-decent at beer pong.

Come ONNNNNNNN

Dana Porter Monday

Krystel and I are re-uniting over Developmental Psych notes and a newly renovated Dana Porter Library. I love Krystel. She makes developmental psych hilarious!

"Hmm.. I saw her put it under B. But I'm a baby. And I have no object permanence."

and Collective Monologues-- Kid1: My dad is a policeman. He caught a robber. Kid2: I have a real big dog. He licks my face all the time!

Hahaha.

The granite floors and clean cut decor are doing well to offset the purpose of my being here. My favourite part, thus far, is a glass panel and doorway separating the quiet study area from the browser's cafe. The frosted glass reflects quotes in different languages-- the English is the only one I can understand-- but it's a good one. It says:

"Think wrongly, if you please, but in all cases think for yourself." -Doris Lessing

Won't Back Down

Won't Back Down covered by Tyler Hilton (Tom Petty orig.)

Autumn... scratch that. Winter.

I did a barefoot dash out into the snow in the middle of the night last night. I had hot chocolate and red toenails and it was all very exciting. But I woke up today and remembered-- its not supposed to be winter yet! I'm not ready.

Burger Cravings Satisfied.

Night Ramblings

Cravings

I just watched season 4 episode 2 of How I Met Your Mother entitled The Best Burger in New York and now I must have a burger. I must! Unfortunately there are no burgers in my house and no burger places are still open. But I'm going to have it tomorrow. and I know exactly which burger I'll be purchasing too! Stay tuned.

Stealth.

Kids Stuff

Kids make the world sunshine and lollipops.

While chilling with my favourite 2.5yr old boy yesterday, he was showing me his neatly lined row of "friends" (plastic animals):

Nathan: This is the lion. ROAAAAAAAAARRRR!!!
Jasy: Whoa! That's a ferocious roar! Does he eat people?
Nathan: No!
Jasy: Oh, he's a nice lion?
Nathan: Yes. That's part of his song. All the lions sing it together.

Today, I was helping out with the kids program for 3 -5 year olds at a church event. We were colouring booklets and the yellow page was supposed to represent what we thought heaven would be like. I doodled pictures of cotton candy, icecream sundaes, and lollipops. 4 year old Matthew who was sitting next to me, glanced at my page:

Matthew: What are those?
Jasy: Well this is an icecream cone.. and this is a lollipop! That's what's going to be in my heaven!
Matthew: That isn't very healthy.
Jasy: Oh, that's true. Do you think heaven has healthier things?
Matthew: Yeah. Do some brocolli.

On the white page (page of 'good stuff'), he told me to draw Iron Man.

Printed

The Epic Hitchhike

Fanny and I had a coffee date at Williams after my night class last Wednesday. I was very excited about it but not at all excited to walk from Renison to plaza.

"I want to hitchhike!!" I joked to Fanny.

After I hung up, I called a cab which didn't arrive for 15 minutes. Seeing as I'd told Fanny I'd be there in 20, I was starting to feel a little anxious. And impatience and overall laziness seem to melt away whatever shame I have-- I strolled down the Renison parking lot, right up to a girl who was just opening her car door.

"Um excuse me... sorry to be creepy, but would you be heading towards University plaza by any chance?"

Much to my surprise, her response was a bright "Yeah! Hop in I'll give you a ride!"

In the car we discovered a mutual friend and a mutual acquaintance and discussed the pros and cons of living at home.

Tonight I relayed the events to Kat proudly, but instead of getting the admiration I was after, I got this response:

Kat: you are sooo lazy!

annd when you said hitchiked i thought you meant standing BY the road and hitchiking as the cars were passing by.

that was a weak and cheap hitchike

So much for epic!

Hello Monday

Wake up right

Carson and I started the week off in good faith, with lunch at Sweet Dreams. Bubble tea just makes life better. Although Asian Patties (deep fried green onion pancakes really) start off as a good idea and then FAIL. I feel my arteries clogging.

What's that funky smell?

Every 30 seconds I'm getting a whiff of this disgusting odor. I'm sitting at the 3rd floor computers at DP, and have less than subtly sniffed the air around me and around my neighbors, but I can not figure out what it is! Uhhhghhh, it stinks so much, it's making my stomach turn.

Oh, scratch that, I've 90% confirmed its the guy sitting next to me.

Nick and Norah. (MichealCeralove*)

I want to see this please! --

It's my BIRTHDAY and I'll cry if I want to!!!
(OR DO WHATEVER I WANT!)

(YAAYYYYY!!!)

For example: Drink Milk Tea with Kenny at Mikey's and take pictures on photobooth! Woohoo!

My Completely Realistic Birthday List

Ok, maybe not the most realistic. But hey, a girl's allowed 8 simple wishes for her birthday.

1. PUPPY! :D
(A beagle puppy if possible. but I'll settle for practically any puppy.)

2. Poloroid camera

3. Grey Converse Chucks (low tops)

4. Graphics tablet

5. Turqoise Converse Chucks (low tops)

6. KITTEN! :D

7. Red Converse Chucks (low tops)

8. Charm bracelet

I JUST LOVE HIM SO MUCH!

Second Day at Second Cup

Seriously, I may as well live here.

I had a butter pecan latte today. I should stick to caramel correttos.
I think I'm getting a sugar headache from the butter pecan.

For dinner, I decided to get a chicken caesar pita from Pita Pit again. It just makes sense since it's right next door and easy to bring back here to eat.

Pita Pit is about one million times better than Pita Factory.
Take the Chicken Caesar Pita as an example--

At Pita Factory, the pitas are coarse and dry, they give you iceberg lettuce with very little dressing, grilled chicken, and bacon bits *shudder*.

A Pita Pit-- the pitas are just the right thickness and texture, they give you good lettuce with adequate dressing (not drenching but enough that it coats all the lettuce), grilled chicken, and actual bacon strips grilled right in front of you.

Plus you can add extra toppings... i can't remember if you can or not for Pita Factory.

It would be better if I could put this in the form of a chart.

Orrrrr.... I should possibly stop since my brain is clearly fried.

Sweet Escape

Mmm, I do still enjoy my alone time.

Three things that contribute to good quality time with yourself:
- Coffee. (in this case, an Iced Caramel Corretto & and Chai Latte from Second Cup)
- Music you like (winning songs for the day-- John Mayer : Say, Natasha Bedingfield : Pocketful of Sunshine, Augustana : Sweet and Low, No Doubt : Spiderwebs)
- Free wireless

Morality Police with Short Term Memory Loss

Ahhhh, pet peeves.

Chris might be delighted-- I have a rant coming on.

Where do people get off having expectations when they're unwilling to dish anything out?

I have no problem with people ranting and pissing and moaning to me about things. Absolutely none. I think let people get it out, and then I try my best to acknowledge and affirm them. Because that's what people need when they're upset or annoyed about things!

What BUGS me is when you take that same person who spewed out godknowswhat to me last week expecting me to have their back on all issues, and no sooner do the tables turn and YOU have some venting to do and they go all Morality Police on you!

Suddenly their issues that you supported them on fully even though it may have been "this person talks to me too much about Hedley" isn't overreacting and mean. But your thoughts on "this person barely said goodbye to me and was really dry" are!

Where's the double standard coming from? And what's up with re-inventing conversations/situations to suit your own purposes? Or rubbing things in my face for no other purpose than to make me feel like crap?

Seriously. If you think you're so much better than me, then just don't bother talking to me! I have far better things to do.