I will be using this blog as my main spot for highlights of my Europe trip.
The itinerary?
July 1st, leave for London, Ontario
July 8th, Leave for London, England
July 13th, Leave for Rome, Italy,
July 20th, Leave for Toronto
July 21st, Leave for Edmonton.
these are the timings.
Hope things go well!
Meh, I've got travel insurance.
Thursday, June 28, 2007
Thursday, June 21, 2007
At this moment.
I don't think I have ever felt so beautiful, nor so put together as I do at this moment. Today started terribly, but with one gesture, my day has been immeasurably redeemed.
A good way to post my 100th post, no?
Overall, It's been a life of joy, of joy unending.
A good way to post my 100th post, no?
Overall, It's been a life of joy, of joy unending.
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
I have come to a conclusion
I will never have children. Ever. Unless I can completely bypass the years that they can't speak in. I'll be like the Maori people of New Guinea; "If you can't talk, you aren't really human!"
I thought for many years, "Of Course I'll want kids eventually!"
But after tonight, babysitting my nephew. I've changed my mind.
My programming is undone.
No babies.
Period.
Yuk.
I thought for many years, "Of Course I'll want kids eventually!"
But after tonight, babysitting my nephew. I've changed my mind.
My programming is undone.
No babies.
Period.
Yuk.
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
Whoops.
Well, I went into a panic, thinking I had lost my damn blog, couldn't log on, was wondering how I'd transfer it to my new Gmail and all, when I found it again by logging in properly.
Ahh, Panic. My old friend.
Oh man. Things are going good. Like, really good. Classes are going well, I've applied to graduate, My relationship is going really (really!) well, and summer is coming soon. All I need to confirm is whether or not I will have a job come July; and decide whether to keep my half of the condo or not. It would be nice to have essentially free property. I keep it at the risk of it lowering in value, tho, but with the LRT coming down my way, I think the price is fairly reasonable. It would also be nice to have a place to keep, and know that I can crash at anytime, but do I want the hassle of being a landlord? What happens if the housing bubble cracks, and it effectively halves in value? Plus, If I do get a job in the military, I wouldn't want to stay here anyway. especially since I have no vehicle?
Hmm. More things to ponder.
Ah well.
Did I mention how well things are going relationship-wise? Dude.
Ahh, Panic. My old friend.
Oh man. Things are going good. Like, really good. Classes are going well, I've applied to graduate, My relationship is going really (really!) well, and summer is coming soon. All I need to confirm is whether or not I will have a job come July; and decide whether to keep my half of the condo or not. It would be nice to have essentially free property. I keep it at the risk of it lowering in value, tho, but with the LRT coming down my way, I think the price is fairly reasonable. It would also be nice to have a place to keep, and know that I can crash at anytime, but do I want the hassle of being a landlord? What happens if the housing bubble cracks, and it effectively halves in value? Plus, If I do get a job in the military, I wouldn't want to stay here anyway. especially since I have no vehicle?
Hmm. More things to ponder.
Ah well.
Did I mention how well things are going relationship-wise? Dude.
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Wo de mama
I've been thinking for while about family. Mostly about my mother, to be precise. Lately I've also been wondering where my life is going, what I want to do with it. To be honest, I have no idea what I would consider a full complete life to be like. What it would accomplish.
But when I think of my mom, and all the time she devoted to raising us, and everything. It makes me realize I'd like to be someone like her. Maybe not raising kids (who knows) but able to live with the grace, dignity, and wisdom she does.
I've realized how beautiful my mom is.
And that I would like to have the strength she has.
It may not be a life flow-chart, but it's a start.
But when I think of my mom, and all the time she devoted to raising us, and everything. It makes me realize I'd like to be someone like her. Maybe not raising kids (who knows) but able to live with the grace, dignity, and wisdom she does.
I've realized how beautiful my mom is.
And that I would like to have the strength she has.
It may not be a life flow-chart, but it's a start.
Sunday, March 18, 2007
Last stupid blog post
| You Are An ENFJ |
The Giver You strive to maintain harmony in relationships, and usually succeed. Articulate and enthusiastic, you are good at making personal connections. Sometimes you idealize relationships too much - and end up being let down. You find the most energy and comfort in social situations ... where you shine. You would make a good writer, human resources director, or psychologist. |
This sure as hell isn't the twist at the end.
| The Movie Of Your Life Is Film Noir |
 So what if you're a little nihilistic at times? Life with meaning is highly over-rated. Your best movie matches: Sin City, L. A. Confidential, Blade Runner |
Monday, March 12, 2007
I guess I'm mature now.
Because I've run out of thyme.
That's funny because I mean time as in, I'm old now, and thyme as in I realized I have ceased to have my most favorite spice in the world, and it blows my mind that I could have a preference for something long enough to use it all up.
That's funny because I mean time as in, I'm old now, and thyme as in I realized I have ceased to have my most favorite spice in the world, and it blows my mind that I could have a preference for something long enough to use it all up.
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
This will tottally help you get to know me
High School: School of hard knocks
Junior High: Kindergarten of getting the shit kicked out of me
Favorite Soda: I'll have none of your damned carbonate crap!! only heathful shit for me! or booze...
Favorite fruit: anything really crunchy. Like a lightbulb. Are lightbulbs fruit?
Favorite weather: Rain on a day I have tiny easy errands to finish. Like graves to dig.
Like someone: broiled.
Want more piercings: I cried like a little bitch when I got my ears pierced. so, yah.
Want a tattoo: A full body, Life-size tattoo of me, only taller.
Last person talked to/texted on the phone? I don't really text people when I'm talking to them.
Blue or red?: My steaks red, my smurfs blue, and my questions less ambiguous
Do you speak a different language?:I speak acceptable french, Sign quite effectivly, and speak enough Chinese to order food.
How old do you act?: Like a 3 legged race between an 70 year old women and a 9 year old boy
Do you have any pets? A few friends, wait... do you mean housetrained? No, then.
The 4 W's Questions:
Whos in the room with you? Depends on what religon you subscribe to...
What was the last thing you ate?: Deep-fried mars bar
What was the last thing you drank?: Badly deep-fried mars bar
What color pants are you wearing?: Who needs pants when you've got rogaine?
What is the closest item near you that is blue: My 10 year old honduran boy, but he'll give up soon.
What instant messaging service do you use?: Smoke signals
Where do you sleep?: K. Getting creeped out again. wid da fishes!
Where did you get the shirt you are wearing?: Your binocs can't see the tag? shame sha
__Which is Better With The Opposite Sex __
Cute or pretty: Male.
Lips or Eyes: Eyes properly cooked, Lips in a salad tho.
Hugs or Kisses: Having my hair petted on a bus.
Short or Tall:Tall enough to change the lightbulbs.
Easygoing or serious: Easy enough to sleep with, serious enough to do it well.
Romantic or Spontaneous: like spontaneous combustion?
Muscular or Skinny: Skinny enough for me to fold into my luggage.
Hook-up or Relationship: Depends on how much GHB I have...
Sweet or Caring: Are these opposites?
___Have You Ever___
Drank Bubbles?: Does tossing someone's salad count? How about if it was frothy? (sorry, that was bad)
Lost glasses/contacts: Nope. But I've found a couple. You just pop those suckers in your mouth for a sec or two, and then they're fine!
Broken Someones Heart?:Physically or metaphorically?
Had your heart broken?: Do heart murmurs count?
Cried When Someone Died: FUCK YOU! OLD YELLER WAS SPECIAL!
___Do You Believe In___
God: If he's listening, yes, yes I do.
Miracles: I've been proposed to twice. what do you think?
Love At First Sight: First sight is the only place unfettered love CAN exist. once you get to know someone... crap shoot.
Aliens: Alien what? plantlife? certainly. Bacteria? without a doubt. Sentience? Dunno.
Magic: Just cuz you know how it's done doesn't make it not magic.
Heaven: what else could you call Saturdays?
Hell: What else could you call a wasted Saturday?
Horoscopes: They work. Is that real then? People believe them. They are cultivated to be true no matter what.
Boogers: As a metaphor for existential philosophy, yes. As a food group, no.
Junior High: Kindergarten of getting the shit kicked out of me
Favorite Soda: I'll have none of your damned carbonate crap!! only heathful shit for me! or booze...
Favorite fruit: anything really crunchy. Like a lightbulb. Are lightbulbs fruit?
Favorite weather: Rain on a day I have tiny easy errands to finish. Like graves to dig.
Like someone: broiled.
Want more piercings: I cried like a little bitch when I got my ears pierced. so, yah.
Want a tattoo: A full body, Life-size tattoo of me, only taller.
Last person talked to/texted on the phone? I don't really text people when I'm talking to them.
Blue or red?: My steaks red, my smurfs blue, and my questions less ambiguous
Do you speak a different language?:I speak acceptable french, Sign quite effectivly, and speak enough Chinese to order food.
How old do you act?: Like a 3 legged race between an 70 year old women and a 9 year old boy
Do you have any pets? A few friends, wait... do you mean housetrained? No, then.
The 4 W's Questions:
Whos in the room with you? Depends on what religon you subscribe to...
What was the last thing you ate?: Deep-fried mars bar
What was the last thing you drank?: Badly deep-fried mars bar
What color pants are you wearing?: Who needs pants when you've got rogaine?
What is the closest item near you that is blue: My 10 year old honduran boy, but he'll give up soon.
What instant messaging service do you use?: Smoke signals
Where do you sleep?: K. Getting creeped out again. wid da fishes!
Where did you get the shirt you are wearing?: Your binocs can't see the tag? shame sha
__Which is Better With The Opposite Sex __
Cute or pretty: Male.
Lips or Eyes: Eyes properly cooked, Lips in a salad tho.
Hugs or Kisses: Having my hair petted on a bus.
Short or Tall:Tall enough to change the lightbulbs.
Easygoing or serious: Easy enough to sleep with, serious enough to do it well.
Romantic or Spontaneous: like spontaneous combustion?
Muscular or Skinny: Skinny enough for me to fold into my luggage.
Hook-up or Relationship: Depends on how much GHB I have...
Sweet or Caring: Are these opposites?
___Have You Ever___
Drank Bubbles?: Does tossing someone's salad count? How about if it was frothy? (sorry, that was bad)
Lost glasses/contacts: Nope. But I've found a couple. You just pop those suckers in your mouth for a sec or two, and then they're fine!
Broken Someones Heart?:Physically or metaphorically?
Had your heart broken?: Do heart murmurs count?
Cried When Someone Died: FUCK YOU! OLD YELLER WAS SPECIAL!
___Do You Believe In___
God: If he's listening, yes, yes I do.
Miracles: I've been proposed to twice. what do you think?
Love At First Sight: First sight is the only place unfettered love CAN exist. once you get to know someone... crap shoot.
Aliens: Alien what? plantlife? certainly. Bacteria? without a doubt. Sentience? Dunno.
Magic: Just cuz you know how it's done doesn't make it not magic.
Heaven: what else could you call Saturdays?
Hell: What else could you call a wasted Saturday?
Horoscopes: They work. Is that real then? People believe them. They are cultivated to be true no matter what.
Boogers: As a metaphor for existential philosophy, yes. As a food group, no.
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
Akroma's Boyfriend creation table
There's been a girlfriend creation table floating around, so I figured this one should respond.
(This'll probably crack me up to about 12 crazy, but it's worth it...)
Ugly: At 10, you're not sure what age he is, 12, what gender, 14 what species, 16, what state
Immature: at 10, he'll call you "mommy", 12 in bed, 14 wants you to change his diapers, 16 breastfeeding.
Obsessive: at 10, he'll try to recruit you into his obsession, 12 asks you to drink the punch, 14, doesn't ASK you to drink the punch, 16 he's not even your boyfriend
Cheap: 10, you go dutch, 12, he'll save receipts "to be fair", 14, calculates how much gas you use in his car, 16, how much oxygen you use.
Rude:8, offends your family, 10 at first meeting, 12 and your ancestors, 14 without opening his mouth, 16 or being in the same room.
Stupid: 5, he'll ask for homework help, 8 with high school homework, 12, with a speak 'n' say, 14, with a book, 16 with a pamphlet
Macho: 10, he'll sleep with your friend, 12 your sister, 14 your mother, 16 all of them,18 at once.
Inattentive: 8 if you leave him, he won't know why, 10 or if you cry, 12 or get mad, 14 or die, 16 or live
Perks for flaws:
0 flaws- he's gay.
5 remembers important dates
7 does something for important dates
9 gives a crap in bed
(This'll probably crack me up to about 12 crazy, but it's worth it...)
Ugly: At 10, you're not sure what age he is, 12, what gender, 14 what species, 16, what state
Immature: at 10, he'll call you "mommy", 12 in bed, 14 wants you to change his diapers, 16 breastfeeding.
Obsessive: at 10, he'll try to recruit you into his obsession, 12 asks you to drink the punch, 14, doesn't ASK you to drink the punch, 16 he's not even your boyfriend
Cheap: 10, you go dutch, 12, he'll save receipts "to be fair", 14, calculates how much gas you use in his car, 16, how much oxygen you use.
Rude:8, offends your family, 10 at first meeting, 12 and your ancestors, 14 without opening his mouth, 16 or being in the same room.
Stupid: 5, he'll ask for homework help, 8 with high school homework, 12, with a speak 'n' say, 14, with a book, 16 with a pamphlet
Macho: 10, he'll sleep with your friend, 12 your sister, 14 your mother, 16 all of them,18 at once.
Inattentive: 8 if you leave him, he won't know why, 10 or if you cry, 12 or get mad, 14 or die, 16 or live
Perks for flaws:
0 flaws- he's gay.
5 remembers important dates
7 does something for important dates
9 gives a crap in bed
Thursday, March 01, 2007
All your exams are belong to me!
Is it sad that I am so jubiliant because I garned a 60% on my psych midterm?
Probably not...
Aw man! It was so good! I got over 100% on one section!
PLUS I pwnd my comp 101 midterm this morning. As a gleeful celebration my weekend has started already, despite it being Thursdy. (while, since I don't technically have any classes, it's kind of a moot point) I'm gonna go choke myself with ice cream and BOOZE.
Probably not...
Aw man! It was so good! I got over 100% on one section!
PLUS I pwnd my comp 101 midterm this morning. As a gleeful celebration my weekend has started already, despite it being Thursdy. (while, since I don't technically have any classes, it's kind of a moot point) I'm gonna go choke myself with ice cream and BOOZE.
Monday, February 26, 2007
Now with more sodium!
God, I feel like if I turn my head too rapidly, psychology will splash all over my monitor.
After all the damn reading I've done over the past week (I'll be a big girl and refrain from making a joke about how I'm reading over reading week, hurr hurr) I should be prepared for this midterm. But now my cortex feels like a burning hatred behind my eyes. I think perhaps my temporal lobe has simply become electrified.
On a happier note, I'm starting to feel quite confident that my application to the military will be approved. For heaven's sake I have a dratted clean bill of health, a desire to run around the mud filled fields, and a large bladder capacity. What more could they want?
Oh right, that whole "reassurance that I will not shoot their people in the back of the head while they are unawares."
huh...
After all the damn reading I've done over the past week (I'll be a big girl and refrain from making a joke about how I'm reading over reading week, hurr hurr) I should be prepared for this midterm. But now my cortex feels like a burning hatred behind my eyes. I think perhaps my temporal lobe has simply become electrified.
On a happier note, I'm starting to feel quite confident that my application to the military will be approved. For heaven's sake I have a dratted clean bill of health, a desire to run around the mud filled fields, and a large bladder capacity. What more could they want?
Oh right, that whole "reassurance that I will not shoot their people in the back of the head while they are unawares."
huh...
Saturday, February 24, 2007
When I just close my eyes...
When I was short and waif-like, and happy in my shortness, and my ignorance, and youth, I would curl into a little ball and hide myself in my ceder-lined hope chest. and just breathe in the wonderful smell and daydream.
Now I have a mortgage and credit cards, and a thrice-broken little heart, and a career path, and guilt, and sadness, and age, and grey hairs. And a little teapot in a ceder box. and I pour myself green tea, and breathe.
And somehow, I'm happier now.
Now I have a mortgage and credit cards, and a thrice-broken little heart, and a career path, and guilt, and sadness, and age, and grey hairs. And a little teapot in a ceder box. and I pour myself green tea, and breathe.
And somehow, I'm happier now.
Monday, February 19, 2007
SCROTUM!
Fuck you world! scrotum!!!
It's a golramm body part!!!
FARK!
In other news;
Baptism went well. Yah! so no more baby being sent to limbo! I was also surprised because I expected baby to freak ("wtf? water, OMG!?") but he was fabulous! quiet, well-mannered, not squirmy. but then again, he has my genes, hehe.
On another note:
Things are going well between the ex and I. I think this friendship may actually work! holy-shit!
So there all you Nay-sayers who believe you can't be friends with an ex!! I'm onna fuckin do it twice!!! HA! ...I hope....
On a final note:
holycrapmeetingpeoplescaryi'mgonnadosomethingstupidorsomethingawcrudi'msonervousholyjeesus.
*hyperventilates*
It's a golramm body part!!!
FARK!
In other news;
Baptism went well. Yah! so no more baby being sent to limbo! I was also surprised because I expected baby to freak ("wtf? water, OMG!?") but he was fabulous! quiet, well-mannered, not squirmy. but then again, he has my genes, hehe.
On another note:
Things are going well between the ex and I. I think this friendship may actually work! holy-shit!
So there all you Nay-sayers who believe you can't be friends with an ex!! I'm onna fuckin do it twice!!! HA! ...I hope....
On a final note:
holycrapmeetingpeoplescaryi'mgonnadosomethingstupidorsomethingawcrudi'msonervousholyjeesus.
*hyperventilates*
Sunday, February 11, 2007
Anna Nicole Smith
I've gotta admit, I feel kinda lost in a world without her.
She seemed kinda trashy, but I never saw a picture of her without her smiling in it. I kinda like that. I feel like people must have when they found out Marilyn Monroe died. Weird. Could also be because I've never been close to anyone who has died, but celebrities feel strangely close, since we follow their lives in tabloids so avidly.
Well, that's pretty much it for today. Pretty mindless, but I'm trying to distract myself. If I don't succeed I'm going to have to sit down and read the 5 articles I just downloaded on neural plasticity and perception. I should because I need them for Thursday, but...well...I just don't CARE right now.
Things are going better tho.
I knew I just needed a night of Karaoke and Sake. : P
She seemed kinda trashy, but I never saw a picture of her without her smiling in it. I kinda like that. I feel like people must have when they found out Marilyn Monroe died. Weird. Could also be because I've never been close to anyone who has died, but celebrities feel strangely close, since we follow their lives in tabloids so avidly.
Well, that's pretty much it for today. Pretty mindless, but I'm trying to distract myself. If I don't succeed I'm going to have to sit down and read the 5 articles I just downloaded on neural plasticity and perception. I should because I need them for Thursday, but...well...I just don't CARE right now.
Things are going better tho.
I knew I just needed a night of Karaoke and Sake. : P
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
Mark Rothko Song
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Livejournal
Alright you seething, slobbering internet masses. I'm on Livejournal now. Not because I wanna be, but because I feel i have to. (to the person who's forced me to this level, I'm gonna get you...)
My username is jhagerkin.
Yes. Jhagerkin. DEAL WITH IT.
Pretty much everything else I liked was taken.
Chelle, miChelle, Lhuci, LhuChelle.
fricken internets.
My username is jhagerkin.
Yes. Jhagerkin. DEAL WITH IT.
Pretty much everything else I liked was taken.
Chelle, miChelle, Lhuci, LhuChelle.
fricken internets.
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
this is it
Okay, If I can just stop being stupid , and wholeheartedly botching my life up, 2007 is gonna be the best year ever. I can tell. It's glistening with shiny, oily, awesome.
It'd just be nice if the shiny, glistening awesomeness didn't cause me to fall on my face so Golramm much.
What I need is some crotchety old Codger, full of wisdom and vinegar, to tell me what to do. Yah, fricken Clint Eastwood to come along and set me right.
Anyway, what I got is my poor little, overused brain desperately trying to avoid fucking up.
I can sense the inevitable fuck-up looming. It's terrible and all-consuming.
It's gonna kill me, and you know what?
I totally deserve it.
I'm a bad person.
It'd just be nice if the shiny, glistening awesomeness didn't cause me to fall on my face so Golramm much.
What I need is some crotchety old Codger, full of wisdom and vinegar, to tell me what to do. Yah, fricken Clint Eastwood to come along and set me right.
Anyway, what I got is my poor little, overused brain desperately trying to avoid fucking up.
I can sense the inevitable fuck-up looming. It's terrible and all-consuming.
It's gonna kill me, and you know what?
I totally deserve it.
I'm a bad person.
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
WOOO!
WOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO !*gasp gasp * WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO !*gasp gasp * WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Monday, January 08, 2007
New Year
I am euphoric on a floating sea of bliss.
The New Year, hotly awaited by yours truly, has proved to be a blessing, indeed.
I received the exciting news that I do have collision, which means I will be receiving money for the heap of rubble that is my old car (yippee) my family appears to like my boyfriend, things are going better between me and him, I have no bills to be paid, no pressing meetings, and am awaiting paperwork for the military. Again.
The only slight raincloud dampening my sights is the fact that I appear to be two courses short of graduation specifics. but I only have one space for a course, and cannot take any junior level courses. Ah sigh.
But I have to look forward to a delicious one month backpacking trip through Europe as a "yah me, I survived and moderately flourished, I am a big tough woman, Fremo, I can handle life" celebration.
Well, less nauseating posts and more brain-food later.
The New Year, hotly awaited by yours truly, has proved to be a blessing, indeed.
I received the exciting news that I do have collision, which means I will be receiving money for the heap of rubble that is my old car (yippee) my family appears to like my boyfriend, things are going better between me and him, I have no bills to be paid, no pressing meetings, and am awaiting paperwork for the military. Again.
The only slight raincloud dampening my sights is the fact that I appear to be two courses short of graduation specifics. but I only have one space for a course, and cannot take any junior level courses. Ah sigh.
But I have to look forward to a delicious one month backpacking trip through Europe as a "yah me, I survived and moderately flourished, I am a big tough woman, Fremo, I can handle life" celebration.
Well, less nauseating posts and more brain-food later.
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