The Chancellor of Indosia says:: 06/01/2004

Fooooooooooooooooooooooooooooootball

So, Portugal beat Holland and now they're going to the Championship game. At least I think that's what they said. And they'll either be playing Greece or the Czech Republic depending on who wins that match. And Dave said the Czech Republic team was the underdog, apparently the underdog kicks butt! Muahahaha. Anyway. I hope the Czech Republic wins cuz they're cool. But on the other hand, Greece is also cool. So I guess I have a bit of a dilemma. Alas.

Summer

This week is my summer holiday. I start full-time work on Monday so just this week is my hols. Except for most of September, but you guys all have school then so I'll be bored out of my mind because I would be anyway but also because I'll be super-excited and anticipating England. So thanks guys, for making my summer holiday a good time, even if we do just do boring things like glue-ing and buying watermelon and feeding starving cats and planning and stuff. You're all fabby to the max. The end. Have a fabby day to all you fabby peeps. And everyone else who may not feel so fabby but is fabby nonetheless, even if you're some strange person who is reading my boring blog for some reason unbeknowest to me, you're fabby. So the moral of the day is...everyone's fabby to the max.

I Voted

I was finally convinced. It wasn't so exciting, but I wrote my 'X' and now I will go down in history as the one who voted. Although, I had to think for like 2 minutes before I actually wrote anything cuz I still wasn't sure of who to vote for. I voted against my better judgement and that is all I will say. But yeh, I voted and I picked up your pictures. And I had to search the entire school for Mr. Chandler. It was funny cuz Mr. Chandler had put the pictures in the office and it was about to be sent away. You probably would've gotten them faster that way, but I picked them up anyway. So, the envelope has your address on it and is sealed, so if the envelope is open or non-addressed when you get it you'll know it's been tampered with. The end. That was the excitment of the day.

Sleep, No I Never Get Enough

So, my sleep count for the past two days is about 10 hours. I know, compared to the records of many people that's nothing. But I am still functioning fully and am not even tired. I went to sleep about midnight last night and got up at 6:45 (but actually woke up at 6, to my great chagrin) this morning to go to work. Which I got back from like half an hour ago...when Christie was still sleeping. But work will be great. I get to sit at a computer all day making lists of stuff, and the computers have MSN. AND, I can listen to music the whole time! Yeeeeeeeeehaw!!!!!!!! It's so great. Girl who I'm filling in for for the first month and a half is going to Quebec City and then to Halifax for school next year. Coolness to the max. We're like, the traveling bunch. And Christie and I have decided to play tennis at least two times a week so we can get better. So anyone with a tennis racket who ever wants to go tennis it up, give me a shout. Of course, it works best when we can recruit an even number of people (including us) so we can have even teams. Yesterday some nice hot-ish (but kinda old...like, mid twenties) came and played on the other court and we were all hitting balls in the wrong direction so it was good times. I'm horrible at serving, that's always the part I can't do very well.
Going to watch a *footie* game tonight! Yeehaw!!!!!!!! It's gonna be reminiscent of the FIFA game, same place...sorta same time...double-header. Of course, there are bad memories from that day, such as the breaking of my Canada umbrella but those are minor details. I must learn all the rules of soccer before I got to England or else I wont know what's going on.
I think I'll have Butternut Squash Soup for lunch. For those of you who don't like squash and have never had this soup, it's good. Even Lo says so and she's the picky squash-hater. So heed my advice and try it sometime or your life will never be complete and you will be forced to haunt the soup aisle of Superstore forever and anon (what does that actually mean?) until someone cooks you some Butternut Squash Soup and leaves it out in the dark of the night, still steaming and hot for your enjoyment. You have been warned; if this scenario becomes true you must consider it your own fault and question why you did not listen to Stef.
Anywho...I'm gonna leave now cuz...I'm just rambling again. So have a supercalafragalistically fabulous day. What does supercalafragalistic mean again? And expialladocious? I want to watch Mary Poppins now. Old Disney movies were fabby to the max. Come to think of it, so are new Disney movies. Disney rocks. But quite obviously, The Lion King beats them all cuz...that's the only one I was adament enough to own. Well, I have POTC now too, but that's different. I mean, there aren't any sing-alongable songs and that's the best part. Didn't I say just awhile ago that I was gonna go? Yes, I did. So I reiterate my best wishes to you and yours for the day and GOOD BYE! The cheer of my life had returned in high style (except I'm not stylish) so...bye lovlies! :D :D :)

Pictures make me happy. The joy has returned to almost normal amounts. I'm rather excited about Canada Day. I hope it's not too boring. But I don't think it will be, cuz we're exciting people.

Summer

I think I'm fatally allergic to summer. This one is beginning to become just like the last one. Full of depression. Of course, for the sake of I don't know I'm going to pretend to be happy. I mean, it doesn't help to be sad because everyone just blows it off or yells at me for having no control over how I feel. I mean, I can't just keep pretending people will care because quite obviosuly they don't. So prepare for a very happy Stef this summer.