Happy Halloween

love is just a lyric

My dad is moving out.

I think subconsciously I've been waiting for this to happen ever since last summer. Nothing has changed and I'm not sure if it ever will. It's hard to remember a time when my parents were just happy. I've never looked up to their relationship and I'm afraid of turning into them.

Right now I'm more worried about my mom and John. Because I don't have any sort of relationship to him and I probably won't even notice that he's gone. But my mom is taking it really hard and I have no idea what to say. Last time she stayed in bed for three days. John doesn't know yet but my dad wants me to take him into work so he can find out what's going on. I'm really not looking forward to that. I'd rather just wait in the car. John will be crushed. He doesn't have much a relationship with him either but I know he'll be scared. I'm really afraid for him. I wish he had a better male role model.

Last night John, Steve, Holly and I went to Wonderland's Halloween Haunt. I had been wanting to go for a few years so it was nice to finally go with them. I wasn't really sure what to expect but they went all out. They had a bunch of mazes and haunted houses set up, decorations everywhere and all the staff was decked out in costumes. It was cold but worth it. And we went on the bungee jump! I loved it but it was so cold I could barely scream. We left Toronto around 12 and I was exhausted. I ended up missing two of my exits and it took twice as long to get home as it should have. I miss the days when I was a kid coming home from wonderland and could just pass out in the car. Anyway, it was really great seeing them and their new apartment.

I should probably post some pictures from their wedding last summer which I've been too lazy to do.

My cousin Peter!


My grandparents.
My uncle Rick and aunt Brigid

They were so cute!
I really like it when wedding pictures don't look super posed.
These wedding cakes were amazing. And some of the best cupcakes I've ever had. I want to get into baking just to make some.

They took lessons so the tango could be their first dance.

Holy fuck: !

Here's to Rachel's speedy recovery!

(C:)

(The smiley face I like to think I invented)

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HAHAHAA - If I ever saw anyone using this I would die laughing.

wishlist

One week to go!

Urban Outfitters: $16Urban Outfitters: $12
PierOne: $120
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American Eagle: $20
American Eagle: $24

Good quality make-up brushes.
I really need one of these!

Adidas: $90

Because I need to start going to the gym.
I wish :(

Tempur-Pedic mattresses are top of the line and cost thousands of dollars.

Hey, a girl can dream.

let go of your heart, let go of your head

I had this really fucked up dream that I was pregnant. I was in my room deciding whether or not to keep it and my Dad said, "well what if you regret it later and you want it" (reminded me of Miranda on Sex and the City) so I decided to keep it. At the baby shower I got mostly candles but my Mom got me a $300 Zellers gift certificate and told me she applied to work there to support me. And I started crying with relief and thanked them. ahhhhh

Grant and Caitlyn came home for their reading week. Apparently the university bases the number of reading weeks on their suicide rate? So UW only gets one. Lucky me. I really wanted to go on a haunted hay ride but it was only open on the weekend. We ended up going to Molly Bloom's instead for dessert. And Karina was our waitress! Too bad I didn't get a picture of her too.

The Bloomin' Brownie was delicious. Everyone copied me and got it too.
I look weird and sickly.

Later Jess was talking about designing a house for them (she's going to be an architect) and I wanted to scream "BE REALISTIC YOU PROBABLY WON'T BE TOGETHER" but instead I kept my mouth shut and sulked.
CLEARLY that's caramel.
My new BFF
She looks like she's about to eat me.

David Gray - Babylon

Happy anniversary singlehood.

failure isn't an option it's inevitable

I am feeling very satisfied.

I went to Zen Garden for lunch with Nicole. I've been wanting to go there forever. It was strange to be able to order anything from the menu instead of having one or two options. I got Kung Pao chicken, rice, salad, nuggets and strawberry bubble tea. It was nice to see her and catch up since I hadn't seen her since she got back from Poland.

Afterwards I had my developmental psychology midterm. It was a lot harder than I expected. I was supposed to read chapters 1 through 7 but really I just skimmed through them for the definitions. He made it seem like it would be so easy but there was a bunch of questions on genetics and stuff that I had no clue about. I guess we'll see.

Between classes I met up with my parents at Mongolian Grill for my Dad's birthday. He's taken this sudden interest in flying so my Mom got him a flying lesson. It was pretty random but he seemed happy about it. It was supposed to be today but it got cancelled due to the weather. I love Mongolian Grill but my brother totally ruined it for me. He insisted on getting the $15 buffet even though I knew he wouldn't eat anything. He literally had pepperoni and chicken and only three bites of it at that. He refused to eat any pasta or vegetables with it. When I complained to my mom she just shook her head. Nutrition is over-rated.

I had to go back to school to write my cult midterm. It was ridiculously easy and I barely studied. The TA's made an annoucement that basically the papers were terrible and everyone plagerized. So I was really worried to get mine back since I basically para-phrased his lectures and finished it half an hour before class. After watching a documentary about Shambhala, I got my paper back- 77%! I would consider that disappointing in high school but in university, that's awesome. I found out I got 84% on my french civ midterm and I thought I had guessed my way through it. I'm really happy. I love not working.


so better pack your bags and run- send it to oblivion says:
my night class is about cults
Alert Status Red says:
sounds scary
so better pack your bags and run- send it to oblivion says:
that's just a stereotype!
Alert Status Red says:
so theres happy cults?
Alert Status Red says:
that sounds creepier
Alert Status Red says:
r u in a cult?!?!
so better pack your bags and run- send it to oblivion says:
well they're basically a religion just like anything else just newer
Alert Status Red says:
and scarier
so better pack your bags and run- send it to oblivion says:
not really
Alert Status Red says:
never has a cult been portrayed as good
so better pack your bags and run- send it to oblivion says:
oh really
Alert Status Red says:
to my belief

you can breathe now

Yesterday in Social Psychology class, this girl that was in the front row wouldn't stop jiggling her legs. At first I was annoyed because I hate it when people tap their pencil or foot absent-mindedly (especially when this is all I can see out of the corner of my eye during an exam). But then I realized it was the girl that has epilepsy. She wasn't taking any notes. For an entire hour she was shaking and I couldn't stop staring. I had a feeling she was going to seizure again. There was ten minutes left to go when she raised her hand and I could just tell. The prof asked what he could do and she just slipped away. How awful to have to live with that.


It's finally fall.

sink like a stone or go it alone

I deleted Evey and Bobbie from msn today. It makes things easier.

I'm getting the hang of doing my hair. It still doesn't look like it does when I first got it done but it's okay. At first I wasn't sure if it suited me or not. It's starting to grow on me.

I went out for lunch with Eddie on Friday. It was nice, but just not the same. I realized that we'll never be as good of friends that we were before. We just don't have that much in common.

Aimee Mann - Today's the Day

new hair

Each breath that you take has a thunderous sound

The thing about deciding not to be friends with Bobbie anymore is he always has some of my stuff. Stupid me always feels the need to lend him shit. So right now he has V for Vendetta, The China Study, The Office and some homework assignments. If I asked for it back he would feel bad and be nice to me for a while and try to be friends and then the vicious cycle begins again.

Angels & Airwaves - Everything's Magic

happy thanksgiving

We had Thanksgiving at my aunt Jacinta's new townhouse in Toronto. It was SO nice. I'm really happy for her. My grandma helped her buy the place plus a car and everything seems to be working out nicely for her. She's never really had nice things before because she pretty much lives pay check to pay check being a model/actor. I remember when I was a kid she had this tiny apartment with a kitchen, living room with a pull out couch and a bathroom. Anyway, here are the pictures. I look really dumpy because I had a cold and felt like shit. Yayy

I'm enjoying the Ikea-ish sliding doors.
This is how my Dad spends every holiday!

And I wonder why I'm anti-social.

I LOVE these townhouses. They were so clean, especially for Toronto. It even had 2 balconies.

This is Fred. Fred is fat. Perhaps even fatter than Joe.

Cute :)
Callum looks creepy aha
He's a model/actor too.

No, really.

ahh... But I love this sweater. It's such a comfy-I'm-sick-don't-care-what-I-look-like look.

Catus! Or cati?

My hair looks really bad these days. I need a haircut.
Apparently my mom takes emo pictures now.
C:
Beautiful sunflowers from the market.

You practically needed a saw to cut through these stems.

Yay.
My mom felt the need to explain to me how there was three generations in the picture.

She looks old :l

Don't mind the stains on the table cloth.