It's been a while...

Yeah, it's been a while. I wasn't really i a blogging mood. I was sad for a while. Then I was busy. I'm still busy, but no long as sad, I think. University is just about finished (I have 4 days of field experience, one assignment and one exam left). The Grad Ball is coming up in 2 weeks and then there's my Convocation on June first (my friend should be coming from Calgary for that!). I'm really excited/nervous/anxious about going out into the real world, as a real adult, with an actual degree and a supposed purpose in life.

When I went to school, I did just that. Everyday (or so). It was my purpose, my goal, I had a clear idea of what I was meant to do everyday (or so). But now, I'm done with (formal) education. I'm a responsible adult who needs a job and eventually an apartment... and isn't THAT a scary thought?

I know, my posts are sooo emo. Bear with me...

I'm really new at this responsible adult thing. I still don't consider myself an adult and I'm somewhat startled when I'm told that I am one. I mean, really.

Well, enough whining, I suppose. Would you like to know what I've been up to? Let's see. My last post was in November... Since then, I've:

• I moved into my own apartment, kind of, upstairs from my parents
  
• Celebrated Christmas. It was nice.
• Celebrated my 25th birthday. It was super nice. I had my family and friends (some from California!) help me celebrate at a fantastic Portuguese restaurant called Porto Mar. You should go.
• Started my last semester EVER at McGill for my B.Ed. I was missing three credits, so I had to pile on an extra class. I'm managing it well, so far.
• I went to the Big Apple, NYC for the first time for a friend's birthday.
  
• Learned to hate something called a SPEAQ Quest. Hate it SO MUCH. FUCK THE SPEAQ QUEST was our motto and I stand by it.
  
• I learned to hate group work. As well meaning as everyone is, work is never divided equally. It's no one's fault, really, but ultimately there's one person who does more work.
• I started my final field experience (and only have four days left).
• I've learned to enjoy reading my favourite novels for the second, third, fourth time.
• I've learned that a little slash fanfic isn't a bad thing.
• I've rediscovered the joys of Stars Hollow.
• I'm still cleaning my room.
  

I think we're all caught up.

Oh, and I'm sick.

Good night!

Things I Learned at my Friend's Bachelorette Party

Last night was the Bachelorette party for one of my best friends. It was an evening of dinner, dancing and great conversations. It was also, for me, an evening of self-discovery/remembering why I used to go clubbing. Here are a few things I learned (along with a little story about how/why I learned it):

1. Don't count on people
Along with the four bridesmaids and the bride, there were supposed to be three other guests at last night's event. One called a few minutes before supper, with an excellent reason for having to cancel at the last minute. The other two just didn't show up. This wasn't just a birthday or a "just because" dinner. This was the LAST wild and crazy night the bride would have as a single woman. If you can't make it, that's fine, but the least you can do is call to cancel because I'M the one that had to explain why no one else showed up.

2. 80s night it not always the most epic night
For those of you who know me, you also know that 80s night is (usually) my favourite night to go out, so I was really looking forward to a night out at La Tulipe. I guess I just have to be in the right club, with the right 80s music and in the right frame of mind because last night, it just wasn't working. There were too many songs I didn't know (or like). There were too many situations in which I was allowed the opportunity to just sit and be anti-social. I was crashing from an intense sugar rush brought on by sugar pie and an alcoholic slushy. It just wasn't working...

Which brings me to my next point:

3. Just go with the flow
I'm a planner. I plan things, it's what I do. When things don't go as planned I feel like I'm no longer in control of the situation, whether the situation is mine to control or not. It was a good call for the bride to want to change locations and abort 80s night in favour of more modern music. We walked from one club to another and it seemed to completely invigorate us. We entered Le Diable Vert new people. It was a good night.

4. I have no patience for stupid people
So there are five of us dancing in a little pentagon/circle thing when this group of three people (two guys, one girl, they looked about 18 or 19) pass through us on their way to another part of the dance floor. While it's slightly annoying, I can't fault them as I, myself, have done that many times. The problem started when they stopped in the middle of us to share a word. Again, annoying, but whatever, as long as you move on. Well, they didn't. They stayed there, talking, in the middle of our group. So I catch the eye of one of the guys and make a "you, move" hand motion. Sure, it's a little rude, but don't block me off from my friends when dancing if there's more than enough dancing room around our group. So the guy obviously understands what I was saying because he nods and then whispers to the girl. The girl looks at me, whispers (and by whispers, I mean yells into their ears) to the guys, and then start dancing. In. Our. Circle. Who does that?!!? So I start dancing. I do my (should be patented) elbows-out-hitting-unwanted-people-in-the-back dance. And this girl tried. I mean she tried hard. But she just couldn't hack it. She gave me one last dirty look and walked away. Now, I don't know if the others were in on my telepathic conversation, but I felt like it was a victorious team effort. I mean really, skinny bitch, you look 12, you weigh 50 lbs and you're going up against a pms-ing 24 year old who's been clubbing since before you started high school? Bitch, please.

5. I needs me some more club-rap music from my high school days on my iPod
Oh man, I cannot remember how long it's been since we closed a club. I can practically guarantee, though that the last time I did it, Ja Rule was a chart topper and DMX was all up in the clubs. You remember them, right? Yeah, me either... but what I was listening to last night was close enough. It seems I was in my element, last night, with the club-rap. That's what I felt most comfortable dancing to, what I new most (if not all) of the words to, what reminded me of my former clubbing days. I'm not saying I'd be able to stand a full 4 hours of only rap music, but I think I definitely need some to make my night. And I refuse to believe I'm the only one!

All in all, it was a good night :)

Inspiration

My friend just started blogging (you should check her out), which has inspired me to start again. I really do enjoy blogging: it's cathartic and I always feel better afterward. So here it goes:

Okay, firstly, I am so proud of my friends (they know who they are). One has his dream job, one is moving in with her boyfriend, one is going back to school, one is getting married. I'm so happy for them, for all of my friends. They all deserve happiness, that's for sure.

Then there's another friend who does nothing but complain about her life, about how nothing ever goes her way, about how everything just sucks. She is the one who really inspired me today. I've decided to do the same. I'll sit at home on the computer all night and pretend to look for a job all day and wonder why I have no life. I'll refuse to make any changes to my personality and lifestyle even though it is obviously not working for me. I'll dwell on the fact that everyone's life is going so much better than mine and, well, that must be everyone else's fault, not mine.

Or, ya know, I can not. I can live. I can be happy for my friends knowing that they are happy for me and my accomplishments. Yes, I'm a little jealous that their lives seem to be working out a little better than mine, but I know for a fact that they are sometimes jealous of my life. I've got good things going for me: I'm on my way to a stable career, I travel, I go out, I enjoy life, I've got a good family (even if they drive me crazy at times), I've got good friends (even if they drive me crazy at times). I've got a good life. And I love living it.

OMG!!!

It's been a while, I know. Almost a month! Sorry! I had class, and work, and... well... I was lazy.

MY ROOM IS CLEAN! WOO!!! Mission Accomplished, with a week to spare (I finished last Sunday). Now, I just need to get a move on and start packing, seeing as how I'm leaving TOMORROW! Holy crap!

To celebrate my leaving for ITALIA, my most of favourite people and I got together for dinner at Zyng, then for drinks (well, a drink lol) at La Distillerie. I really like both those places. The food at Zyng is so tasty and the drinks at La Distillerie are well worth their price. Not only that, but I had a really fantastic evening with some of my best friends. These ladies have been there for me through thick and thin and I have a feeling that they will continue to support me and love me for a long time. My friend from high school was there for a little bit. She and I used to be inseparable, then lost touch in CEGEP. I'm so glad that we're getting closer again, I know that she was one of the few REAL friends to come out of RHS. Finding such good friends in university helped me realize who my real friends in high school were, and let me tell you: there weren't many of them! But that's okay. I'm a better person for knowing all those people, good or bad.

Speaking of Italy (well, we weren't really, but that's okay), I'm so excited that I'll be there to watch at least three World Cup games in which Italy will be playing. That will be INTENSE! I'm really looking forward to it: hopefully I can actually watch the games.

I'm really excited! And nervous! And kinda freaking out...

Alright, I have to go pack.

Ciao!