So Summer is over and Fall is right around the corner. Summer session ended, fall clases started and shock of shock, I actually like them. well the ones I have been to. I haven't been to my Friday class yet cause I didn't bother going to the first (Come on it was the first day and it was a second year course. I've sat through enough academic honesty lectures in my life thank you very much and I know where the library assitance desk is and I am well aware of the ins and outs of WebCT). I espeically like my Critical Ethnography course. We, the entire class, are going to help write an Ethnography of York. I'm excited. I'm going to try and remin involved after the term ends and in to next year because it is published. That's about all.
Now that thats in order, what about the rest of the two months I didn't post. I could sit here and write along rambling prose but I prefer lists.
1. Went to the Harry Potter 5 premire, it was good. I liked it. Luna rocked.
2. Went to the Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows launch at the Indigo on Bay St. along with Laura, Angela and 5000 other Torontoians. It was insane. I loved every minute of it. Even thought it was so hot by 11 that the wig and cargigan were banished to the purse that broke at 10. Luckily I brought a cauldron to hold it all. We talked to an adorable set of sisters and a middle aged man who was some sort of Film Editor. And a student film crew followed us around half the night. Super funnes. I swear I didn't cry (That video recording was doctored.....)
3. Finished HP7 in under 14 hours, including those 7 hours of sleep I forced myself to take at 5:30am. I cried. A lot. At several different times. A few things shocked the hell out of me, but I saw others coming. I won't go in to detail for all 4 people on the planet who don't know who died. And I liked the ending, I don't care what anyone else says.
4. The Humanities class of death ended. Sadly I have yet to finish it. I got food poisoning a week before the exam and couldn't study or write. It's hard to use a coputer while spending half your days in the bathroom and the other hald desperatly trying to stay hydrated.Yeah, not fun. So I defered, and just finished the final paper this week. not my best piece of work but i'm sure I've done worse so I'll hope for the best. I'll be writing the final this week. Wish me luck.
5. The Summer job was extended and it is now a fall semester thing. Pretty sweet. It will probably last until January which is just fine with me.
6. Went to Maine at the end of August. Krista and I went to Old Orchard Beach twice where I swam, well walked, in the ocean, Freeport (also twice. Once at midnight. L.L.Bean never closes. It was fun. I bought an ugly coffee mug. During the Daytime trip we went to Bath and body works where I dropped a ridculous amount of money, Yankee Candle, and the Gap outlet. The Gap has plus sizes in te States! how cool is that? and the Burberry outlet isn't much cheaper than retail), New Hampshire which is home to the tax free shopping. Spent a lot of money at Bath and Bodyworks, Lane Bryant, and Hot Topic. With minor money spent at Torrid, TJ Maxx, and Victoria's Secret. Portland waterfront was visisted, and it smells like fish. A 'haunted' house was visited. As far as I know, no angry sprits followed me home. And I discovered that I can eat safely at Applebees!
Yeah, that seems like about everything of major importance.
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Monday, September 17, 2007
And Life Goes On.
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Wednesday, July 11, 2007
Harry Potter Mania Begins
Tonight I am going to see HP5 which is the first event in the week that shall go down in history as Harry Potter Mania.
Next week is the book 7 launch (incase you've had your head under a rock for the past 6 months and didn't know that.) and I am going as Luna. Stay tuned for details and possible horribly embrassing pictures of me in a blonde wig brandishing a wand
Next week is the book 7 launch (incase you've had your head under a rock for the past 6 months and didn't know that.) and I am going as Luna. Stay tuned for details and possible horribly embrassing pictures of me in a blonde wig brandishing a wand
Sunday, February 25, 2007
grown ups.
My friend Vanessa is getting married. I'm happy for her! But it got me thinking, I am so not a grown up. And that also got me thinking, actually wigging but thinking was involved. Ness and I are the same age. Actually I'm 6 months older for for the sake of argument we are the same age. We started high school together. She was the person I got drunk with for the first time, and I was in her car the first time she went out without an adult in it. I was also with her the time we borrowed-without-permission her parents car and went to Buffalo to do some shopping. All very immature things to do. They were also quite fun.
And now she's getting married and thinking about stuff like weddings and down payments on houses.
I'm thinking about this research paper on Grey's Anatomy and where am I going to get a Luna Lovegood costume in my size for the Harry Potter Book 7 launch.
I am not a grown up. I feel like I should be since I'll be 23 next month. But I know I'm not one yet. I've been mulling over this whole grown up thing in the back recesses of my mind for a few hours (It was banished to the back because I was working on said research essay). Maybe I'll never been a grown up because my thoughts on what it means to be one keep changing. When I was like 12 I thought being a grown up instantly happened on your 18-th birthday. Boom, you wake up and everything is different. You start worrying about bills and retirement funds and you're instantly responsible for everything in your life. I also thought at age 12 that I would have finished school, got married right away and had kids by age 23. Pffffft. Not interested in that right now.
Later on as the 18 mark drew ever closer and I realised I'd still be in high school when I was 18 because I wanted to go to university now and that required OAC. so I revised the grown up idea and I thought that high school graduation was the magic moment of grown-up-ness. I'd put on my mortarboard and ugly polyester gown, pick up that piece of paper and and Boom! I'd be a grown up. Yeah that didn't happen either. I learned that I wasn't ready to be all independent yet. I still wanted my mommy to do my laundry and I sucked at remembering to pay bills on time if someone didn't remind me.
Then I took a year off, turned 20 ('Maybe when I turn 20. It's a big number. No longer a teenager' I thought. nope). Then I started University. At this point I knew that being a grown up was not in sight. As long as I was in university I wasn't going finish growing up. Its impossible to finish growing up when you're not really exposed to a world outside learning. I'm still here. Trucking away on my useless degree that I can't help up love and a new thought has popped in my head.
We never finish maturing. We get older, we experience new and different things and that means our knowledge of the world keeps growing and how we look at it keeps changing. Sure, that learning curve slows down but it never stops. So do we ever finish growing up? The idea of a grown up seems kind of silly now. I'm not ready to stop being a kid. I'm happy to be getting excited about book launches and spending more hours a week reading textbooks than I spend sleeping.
And now she's getting married and thinking about stuff like weddings and down payments on houses.
I'm thinking about this research paper on Grey's Anatomy and where am I going to get a Luna Lovegood costume in my size for the Harry Potter Book 7 launch.
I am not a grown up. I feel like I should be since I'll be 23 next month. But I know I'm not one yet. I've been mulling over this whole grown up thing in the back recesses of my mind for a few hours (It was banished to the back because I was working on said research essay). Maybe I'll never been a grown up because my thoughts on what it means to be one keep changing. When I was like 12 I thought being a grown up instantly happened on your 18-th birthday. Boom, you wake up and everything is different. You start worrying about bills and retirement funds and you're instantly responsible for everything in your life. I also thought at age 12 that I would have finished school, got married right away and had kids by age 23. Pffffft. Not interested in that right now.
Later on as the 18 mark drew ever closer and I realised I'd still be in high school when I was 18 because I wanted to go to university now and that required OAC. so I revised the grown up idea and I thought that high school graduation was the magic moment of grown-up-ness. I'd put on my mortarboard and ugly polyester gown, pick up that piece of paper and and Boom! I'd be a grown up. Yeah that didn't happen either. I learned that I wasn't ready to be all independent yet. I still wanted my mommy to do my laundry and I sucked at remembering to pay bills on time if someone didn't remind me.
Then I took a year off, turned 20 ('Maybe when I turn 20. It's a big number. No longer a teenager' I thought. nope). Then I started University. At this point I knew that being a grown up was not in sight. As long as I was in university I wasn't going finish growing up. Its impossible to finish growing up when you're not really exposed to a world outside learning. I'm still here. Trucking away on my useless degree that I can't help up love and a new thought has popped in my head.
We never finish maturing. We get older, we experience new and different things and that means our knowledge of the world keeps growing and how we look at it keeps changing. Sure, that learning curve slows down but it never stops. So do we ever finish growing up? The idea of a grown up seems kind of silly now. I'm not ready to stop being a kid. I'm happy to be getting excited about book launches and spending more hours a week reading textbooks than I spend sleeping.
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