Sunday, August 28, 2011

Moving On....I Mean Out

This summer has been my first "go-go-go" summer. With my new job/position I was stressed and tired pretty much everyday of the summer. I was always worrying about the next thing: staffing concerns, camper concerns, if the activity tomorrow would work, if it wouldn't and so on and so on. I don't think I've lived with so much stress hormone output before. Last night while driving some work friends home, one mentioned that going back to school is like his summer "break". Because this summer was definitely no vacation.

Now that I only have 5.5 days left of living at the home base in London (Ontario...don't get too excited), I am finally getting sick of it. Which is a big feat from last year when I was ready to go back to school in June. It's a very different atmosphere and living environment being at home. I go from having every responsibility at school, waking up myself, finding a way to school, and I get to go whenever I want without justifying myself. At home, I don't do that much around the house cause it's home (which is pretty bad I know), I have to tell my mom where I am all the time and explain myself when I want to wear a certain outfit or hang out at a certain time. It's that funny time in life when I am no longer a child but I guess I'm not an adult either. I find this WAY more frustrating than being a teenager in high school. I think this is the first time I can see and feel a clear STAGE in my life while I am living it. Which may indeed be a good thing since I can work on it as it's happening instead of realizing it years down the road. If you know what I mean. And now that I'm thinking about I feel like I need a new ADVENTURE. What could that be? I have no clue, but I will work on it. You work on it too.

Saturday, August 27, 2011

A Little Saturday

I had a pretty legitimately busy day today. I started the morning with a just glorious and needed hair cut with my English (like from England English) hairdresser who is just awesome, so I kind of wish I was a little more awake this morning so I could have actually contributed to the conversation but she's awesome none the less. I then had a store bought dinner back at home with Ryan while we watched Jack Layton's funeral on the tube for a good 2 and a half hours. Let's not get into the politics of or never. I then tried to start packing my clothes to take up to Guelph this weekend and I got a decent head start on that. We then headed to Ryan's for our "last supper" before we both depart from London and our lives will be completely different again...strange to really think about it like that. I promised some friends at work that I'd head over to be with them but I NEEDED dessert with Ryan first since we were having my ultimate favourite, tiramisu. So after that, I needed to get a costume together for this little gathering since it was another beer pong tournament. And even though I was driving I wanted to dress up of course. So I joined the Ultimate Ninja team and Ryan provided me with a fabulous costume. I'm so ninjay myself, I barely needed a costume but I took it anyway. I wore a black Coldplay T-shirt inside out, running tights and a little black hat.

shhhhh....I lost my balance on this one 

Ryan's dad asked as I was leaving for the grand event if I was robbing a bank....Ryan also didn't think I should drive with the whole get up on but I did anyways. I drove in my old person sketchy white car in that get up with the windows down. I felt soooo bad ass for lack of a better word. When I got to the friend's house I realized it was the sketchiest neighbourhood ever. There were barely any lights on so I couldn't see the numbers on the houses at all. So I parked the car and started creeping up to each house to see the number. I was so scared someone would see me and think I was trying to break in. So I had to be stealth about being stealthy. I even ran into this scary man walking back from a park with a drink in his hand to which after I realized he was probably more scared of me walking around like that outfit....Either way it was a pretty great day and I will have a gorgeous sleep tonight. 

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Silent Sunday

I'm a brand newbie at Pinterest. Here are some favourite photos and a movie trailer (it counts because at least I am not speaking).

Saturday, August 20, 2011

Blog Swap Mishap

Alright so I was supposed to participate in 20sb's Blog Swap this past Wednesday but my partner and I struggled a bit with communicating and getting our posts done on time. So I wrote something anyways and wanted to throw it up here just so it doesn't go to waste. I apologize in advance for all the times I tell you to visit my blog....I appreciate you already being here! 

Oh hey there, you don't look familiar at all. I probably don't either. I'm Dee from New Adventures of a Redhead and I feel MAJORILY (I hate how that's not a word) honoured to swap blogs today with Almie. So don't hesitate to pop over to my own page and read her post too.

As the summer is quickly wrapping up I wanted to share with you some of the highlights of my wonderful, tiring, sometimes awful summer. Let's start by saying I worked at a camp. My main contact people this summer were under the age of 12 and we got along pretty well usually. I'd make fun of them, they'd think it was hilarious and so we'd all have a grand ol' time. Then things got real. Kids started getting injuries, crying over spilt freezies and the sun started coming out for heaven's sake. You see, I hate the outdoors (remember here, I'm a ginger). The sun hurts every inch of my body, the unairconditioned air just sucks and the wind can ruin my perfect little bun that sits on top of my head everyday.

But I did write a summer list and the very beginning of the season and you, yes you, you, you should really check it out at my blog!

See ya around,

Monday, August 15, 2011

If I Were A Boy

I would want to grow a mean moustache. It really says something about someone when you have a legitimate moustache hanging out on your upper lip, like "look how fully developed and groomed I am" or "shhh....this moustache is hiding my real age" or what always comes to my mind "wow wow, look I can grow an even block of hairs on my face, no patchiness here".

As a girl, I envy it. I envy the fact that men can grow hair on their faces and be proud. I grow hair on my legs and TRY to be proud but then there's that whole thing called society that rains on my parade of having body hair to be in awe of.

I know you feel the same way, moustaches are just too awesome to not notice and how I wish my gender could produce them.

Sunday, August 14, 2011


There are only TWO weekends left until I get my butt outta London and kick it back in Guelph. It's a bittersweet  time again, because I absolutely love school, Guelph and having my own life outside of London. It's sucky because Ryan will be going back to Ottawa and I won't have breakfast made for me every morning I come down from my bedroom and head to work.

So this weekend's main event was my best friend Steph's fundraiser for her soccer team. They are going to Europe next summer for a tournament in Spain and exhibition games in Germany, France and Italy. So freaking jealous...but she definitely deserves to have an awesome trip. So her and her teammates put on a beer pong tournament, it was technically my first ever. And anything that involves a team name and costumes just calls my name so of course I wanted to go all out but I had very few ideas. So thanks to a friend from work she came up with "The Ultimate Ninjas" (a classic camp game this year) and we were going to be the best ninjas ever. I was even considering getting some nunchucks for the event. But as we were getting changed I found AWESOME shirts in my we were from then on THE INCREDIBLES! After a few arguments over exactly how much spandex we should really wear we eventually came up with this:

I swear I am not actually THAT much taller than Ryan...he was leaning over in a menacing way

I was so nervous for the tournament because I was convinced there would be tears of anger and frustration in my lack of beer pong skills. But we were actually amazing! We made the playoffs but lost in the semi-finals. One heck of a first appearance if I do say so myself. 

Friday, August 12, 2011


Okay, so strange things have been happening lately and they have been getting worse and worse and I am going to try to keep this as anonymous as possible. I have this friend who's a he and I've been friends with for a LONG time, I'm talking 9 years here. And if you know anything about friendships or relationships at all you will know that after that amount of time the only thing really keeping you as friends is knowing how to tolerate each other (a nicer way of putting it could be a deep understanding for one another...but really it's tolerating).

This friend of mine has always been a bit awkward in every category of life. Girls, sports, friends, going out, drinking, religion, ANYTHING really and he'll have an awkward stance on it somehow. But we've always found that appealing I guess? And kind of funny in that warm fuzzy, aren't you adorable and really awkward kind of way. But for the past year and a half I'd say something turned for the complete, and utter worse. He has taken his awkwardness and used it for pure creepy, evil.

At first he began asking questions about people's significant others and I mean PERSONAL questions. Then he started sparking conversation with girls (which was pretty exciting cause he's awkward remember). And we were all really excited....until it got weird. There seemed to be a pattern, he would always get in contact with girls who had just gotten out of a relationship, perhaps the saving a damsel in distress type? And he proceeded to eventually bring up totally awkward things like, "you seem really stressed....I give good massages you know". This was all sort of funny, then it got kinda gross, but we shoved it under the carpet just like any good relationship, but then I had enough.

While at a meeting for work a girl leaned over to me and said "can I talk to you about something?...It's (HIM)". I was almost expecting it. This had been occurring so frequently that it felt like a disease spreading. The HIM virus. And now what is the point of all this you ask? Although I have spared you from very important details (some juicy ones none the less) things are getting heavy and I don't know how the HECK you approach something like this. And I'm sure no one else will either since this is so very vague but I needed to get it off my chest (I'm sure he'd find some sick innuendo for that there).

Monday, August 8, 2011

Top 5 Hockey Player Crushes

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After a decent amount of hits and reads of my Hockey Crush series and due to the summer time draught of hockey drama I have decided to post to you my Top 5 Viewed Hockey Crushes as chosen by you! the readers (and random people across the planet) thus far.

Coming in at #5

Taylor Pyatt 

Pascal Dupuis 

Henrik Lundqvist 

Ryane Clowe 

And the top viewed Hockey Crush?! 

Alex Burrows 

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Law School Personal Statements

I am currently sitting here on a Sunday night, four weeks away from starting my third year of my undergraduate degree contemplating on what to write for my law school personal statement. It's not because I am worried or bored or an over-achiever (well not TOO much of an over-achiever) but because I feel like I need to organize my thoughts on law school both for the application and myself.

After researching for a long 0.13 seconds (according to Google) I opened up a site that explained all the different styles of writing a personal statement. There's the Personal Narrative, this one was obvious, basically you tell your story touching on things that you want to highlight that are of course relevant to applying to law school and making all these things make sense in presence of one another.

There's the "Organizing Quote" set up where you start with a quote and go from there, basing your paper on the idea or philosophy on the quote. I hate this structure because I find it so "hoighty toighty". Using someone else's words to make your own sound so amazing and regal? I feel like it's a cop out.

The Character Sketch as it sounds, is a description of one's character, their experiences, etc. But that's not all! I have just learnt that character sketch's could also include describing a home town, work environment, favourite place, it's not just limited to people.

Annnnd then there's the "Overcoming Adversity" method. One discusses how they overcame some tragic thing in their lives. The things that bothers me a bit about this one is that I believe every single person has overcome SOMETHING in their lives....and furthermore isn't the idea of OVERCOMING something not dreading over it and making people feel sorry for you? I guess that's a major point in applying to professional schools. There's also the Diversity Candidate aimed papers, who's main goal is to spotlight how different they are from everyone else (just like every other method should also be doing).

Chronological Growth takes a moment in a person's life, much like a AH-HA moment, and describes how much they learnt and how it changed their life and beliefs. I personally like the idea of this method. And finally there is "The Mentor" where one describes someone usually with high authority such as some amazing professor, who changed their live and made them realize something magical.

Clearly, thank GOD I looked into this now as it seems to be way more complicated than I thought it would be for some reason. So many different styles and things I can pick to focus on. I feel like I need to look back on the past 10 years of my life and write every detail out and determine which ones will make me look amazingly smart and inspiring from the ones that make me look like a dumb, crazy kid.

Here are the styles if you are ever interested:

Shopping Day with Momma

I woke up this morning to my mother telling me there is a HUGE sale at the Gap apparently. When I was growing up I absolutely DESPISED the Gap. Why you ask? For the simple reason that the word "Gap" was plastered in huge, bright letters on every piece of their clothing. I'm serious, or at least that's how I really felt.

But these days, the Gap has actually turned into something quite cozy, classic and awesome. I almost always stop by the Gap when I'm in a mall but never ever buy anything because I can't convince myself to buy a T-shirt for $30. BUT now that everything is 30% off, I might just be able to get TWO T-shirts for $30, WOW (sarcasm, hint hint). But seriously it makes me feel a whole lot better about spending my money.

And off we go to the mall!

Update: For some reason the logical thoughts never crossed my mind. Obviously since there was a huge sale on, I felt that I could buy MORE than I ever have before. What a terrible, terrible mistake. I spent the most money I have ever spent at one clothing store before in my life. I first couldn't breath, then had a minor clothing store heart attack and then was convinced I was going to be sick but I overcame. And as an extra bonus I lost a pant size, somehow so all is equal in the universe. 

What I got: 
Khaki coloured jean legging
Dark Blue jean legging (too small now that I've tried them on....) 
Mauve cowl neck top
White and blue polka dot shirt
Black silky T-shirt
White & Grey plain T-shirts
Green Shirt 
Navy Blue and Black Skirt 


Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Wee Bit Wednesdays

{one} what was one thing that you valued when you were a kid?
Make believe time and feeling like I could do anything I wanted in my life....times are a changing

{two} what was your favorite (+ lease favorite) subject in school?
My favourite subject in ELEMENTARY school was definitely math and my least favourite for most of my childhood years was English. 

{three} do you remember your first love?
Ummm yes, I see him almost everyday (and get to kiss him everyday) 

{four} what one pet would you love to have?
A turtle. Hands down. 

{five} would you rather live in the country or in the city?
The city. I like being in the middle of everything and being around people. Easy to get around, and to get to friends and family. 

{six} what do you love about blogging?
SO much creativity and it's pretty therapeutic. 

{seven} what is the first website you visit everyday?

{eight} will you or have you joined google+?
I have not joined annnnd I still need to learn more about it. 

{nine} what is your favorite scent of candle/air freshener?
Some like apple spice perhaps?

{ten} how would you describe your style?
I like to think I am Indie but I'm not really at all. If I really want to be I can pull it off but I'd say (sadly) that I'm more of a preppy girl. 

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

I Can't Believe I'm Still Conscious

I got back from a 'let me tell you WILD' weekend in Boston, MASS late last night. And by late last night I mean I got home at about 1 am and in bed by 2 and up at 6:30am. UGH. Although I didn't have a heinous personality at work today, I kept up the pep until the second I walked through the door at home. I just crashed and burned into a bile of tears, whining and grumpiness (not that far off from a regular day...kidding!).

As pictures are still coming in from my holy cow gorgeous cousin Maggie's wedding I shall post more about the entire weekend later this week hopefully.

But to keep all my avid readers coming back for's my wonderful hairdo that I travelled with yesterday. I was pretty proud of it, mostly because I did it sitting in the middle of the terminal in Boston but so proud I took a picture of it when I got home in the early morning.