The Chancellor of Indosia says:: 07/01/2004

I have proven once again that my internal clock works. I woke up this morning and the first thought running through my head was 'it must be 8 o'clock'. It was 8:01. I'm supremely enjoying this.
Some people SUCK and should forever erase themselves from the planet.
I wish I had a lake in my backyard and an endless supply of nearby cousins that are semi-my age. They rock.
Da, wassup with the movie or not-movie tomorrow?
I have been hit today with an astonishing thought. I will soon be so VERY far away. Yay! All my aunts were like 'we wont see you again before you go to England...etc.' It was fabbiness in itself. Also, it's great how your family always thinks your gorgeous when quite obviously you are NOT (in my case anyway, for plenty of people it's true).
Lo, when was that you suggested for Fort Edmonton?
Ouch, last night half of my body slept on a slope and the other half slept on flat ground. HARD ground. With nothing but a thin sleeping bag, a thin blanket and the bottom of the tent in between. My back was so sore. And will most likley be much worse tomorrow. Yeehaw. We also pitched our tent right beside an ant hill, since it was the ONLY spot left for our huge tent. So Auntie Doreen strategically placed pepper in front of our door and with that and the rain, we managed not to get eaten alive. It's also great how, once again, it decided to rain a few hours after we got there. We are a cursed family. Goodbye.

I had another bad dream last night, and the night before. They are increasing in NUMBER. Except yesterday’s was one of those running away dreams, which I used to have all the time but have now not had for ages. It was scary. But they always are. And it’s weird because I never used to remember my dreams when I had such a lack of sufficient sleep, as in, I only remembered them when I could sleep in but NOW they are always there; stuck in my head. Very dastardly. Perhaps my brain is reshaping itself and I will soon become an outgoing non-shy person. HA. No, I don’t think that’s gonna happen. But one can always hope. Although, hope is not always the best.
Hmmm, I just ate a candy and it tasted like Dill Pickle Chips. That happens to be very unusual.
I just had the intense desire to go to the ocean on a windy and cool day to watch the waves. These things are weird. Humph. Too bad the ocean is so far away.
Oooh, I just went out in the plant again. ‘Twas exciting, we go to utilise a dental mirror. And it was cooler outside than in here, but now the air conditioning is back on, yay! Fireproof things sure are warm.
Ok, bye.

VISA

This is a big SCHMOZZLE! Man alive. We send all the stuff they want and then they want MORE. Honestly, them Brits are picky suckers. No offense to them or anything, cuz they're fabulous. Well...the dozen or so that I've met. Or not met. ANYWAY, I'm now going into 'debt' for this. INstead of using my RESP I'm getting a Student Line Of Credit, so we're gonna send that and the money order off tomorrow and hopefully my VISA will be done soon. We sent a personal cheque the first time around and then found out that they don't accept those yesterday.

I Am Fire-Proof

Fire-proof clothing is extremely warm. Well, I guess that could have something to do with climbing many many flights of stairs. Actually, it was only about 7 flights of stairs, but that’s still enough to warm you up excessively while in thick anti-flame clothing, hard hat, class 1 CSA approved steel-toed boots, earplugs, safety glasses (they’re cool ones, they look just like sunglasses….which means they probably look horrible on me, but they’re nothing like the EXTREMELY [but sometimes fun] nerdy ones they have at school) and leather gloves. Along with all my regular clothing underneath. Yes, yes it is. But it was fun.
I think Northern Irish accents are the hot ones, cuz I’m listening to dad’s Robin Mark CD and he’s Irish and I can totally understand him when he talks. And it would be hot if I didn’t know he was semi-old. Actually, I don’t know how old he is but I don’t think he’s young enough. So there. Christie seems to think I’m going to marry a Scottish farm boy. What’s with the goatherds and farm boys, huh? Not like I’m complaining, anything Scottish is good enough for me but I’m starting to see the goodness of the Irish too. So what now? Oh well, I guess I can’t be picky. ;) Well, technically I have no choice in the matter at all. I mean, the only choice I really have is to…ok, well, say I fell in love (I despise that phrase) with a Scottish farm boy, I COULD be picky and choose to break my heart or I could NOT be picky. So basically, the only choice I’d have would be to break my heart or not. I don’t think there’ll actually come a time when I have someone to choose or not so I really don’t have to worry. And that was my stupid spiel of the day. I can’t believe how stupid it all sounds when I read it. But I’m not going to delete it because you can all think I’m stupid if you want to, and I’m sure you wont cuz you’re all weird and nice people. As in, it’s weird how you’re all so nice when you consider how many jerks there are out there. That would be a GOOD weird, btw. You know, in case you were a tad confused. Actually, I don’t know how you could NOT be confused reading this. Ok, really going now. Bye.

School In Scotland

Schools offering the kind of stuff I want to take are super-cheap in Scotland. If I can wangle it, I'm going. That would be so awesome.

Confused

Someone please tell me how my earring managed to remove itself from my ear and re-clasp itself while I was sleeping last night. Either it’s magical…or there was something ELSE magical in my room last night. I am, of course, a magical being but still…I think I would’ve remembered taking out my earring, re-clasping it and placing it on the floor beside my bed in the middle of the night. And I don’t; therefore we have an unsolved mystery on our hands.

Dreamsicle...Do Those Exist?

I had another bad dream last night. Except, while it SHOULD have been worse than the other bad one, it wasn't. Perhaps my dreams are telling me something that's hidden deep in my subconscious. It wasn't nearly as worrisome as the other one...well, it was; in fact it was worse, but it didn't FEEL that way. So. This I think is a good thing. A very good thing. Ok, I just had to write that down so bye!

Holy friggin' cow. I wouldn't be surprised if a tornado came rip roarin' through town tonight. The clouds certainly are dark enough. An hour ago I was finishing up my other flyers and it was sunny and HOT out.
Wow, I just figured out how a nail-clipper works. It's pretty complicated. :: drip ::
Also, hot guy from Princess Diaries is in a band. I NEVER knew that, but now I do.

Um, I totally didn't know he played a guitar. I've always wanted to play a guitar. He's not supremely hotness in this picture, but he was the first movie guy that I admitted was quite good-looking so go him.

Horizons by 38th Parallel

Another day burns away into darkness
Ever searching for a sign
The days grow long and the days grow dark
And the days grow ever colder
The trust that I started with fades as I get older
Though the road is hard it seems to me there is no way around this
From all you’ve done for me I know you’ll never break your promise

So here at the end of this day
Where the world is shaded in gray
I will look to blue horizons and watch for you to come
When my hope is tattered and torn
When my faith is weathered and worn
I’ll look to the blue horizons

I am still walking, evading the shadows
I am still running that narrow line
I would go wherever you would have me go
Ever searching for a sign

And that, my friends, is a good song. And oh so very appropriate for me. I now have LESS THAN 2 MONTHS! This is super exciting. And scary. Especially scary. I don't function in places where I know no one. But, I'm going to change that. Oh yes, I'm going to come back a completely different person. That is, if I come back at all. We'll have to see about that. Why does money have to be...in existence. Any form of currency that restricts what I want to do sucks and should die a horrible horrible death. Except of course, it's already dead. It's just a stupid object and it causes me so much stress and paaaaaaaaaain. I was an idiot yesterday; I shouldn't have gone to the movie, bought the ice-cream, or rented the other movie. And the preson with no will power strikes again. Woot.
Da, if you ever get your computer to function again, I've managed to find "Dig It' on RealPlayer so...you should get it. Diggin' up a Hole, diggin'. Or, you may sing your very own rendition with substituted words if you wish. ;) You never should have let me watchthe Lizzie McGuire movie. It makes me so happy, I think it's cuz the end reminds me of the Worlds and that was totally the experience of a lifetime. Especially when we were on the field dancin' it up. Have you guys ever seen the video? I think I'm going to go watch it now if we still have it. We better. OK, nevermind I'll watch it after I finish my flyers cuz right now Christie and Jon are watching Confessions Of A Teenage Drama Queen, which was not nearly as good as the Lizzie McGuire movie. I guess I'm just a sucker for sappy movies. Well, I've known that all along actually but action and other stuff used to be good too. Now it seems I can't enjoy anything unless it's sappy. And those are the ones that make me feel sad. What a dilemma. Um, I'm sensing boredom on both sides of the screen...s, yes, so I'm gonna go fly now. After I finish listening to all my fabulous new music. I can now listen only to Snow Patrol and Disney music. I am going insane, people. I see the peculiarness that you guys were talking about.

Well, that was a really productive day. I mean, I sat around. And had a shower. And ran through the sprinkler. But really, sitting around WAS productive cuz I found a bunch of fabulous Disney music videos (except I found the one I was actually looking for and it DIDN'T WORK!). And I found Breath, which I've been looking for for ages. I'm such an idiot, it was on the Swollen Members website the whole time. I also renamed all my real player files so I can tell what song each one is and who it's by instead of a jumble of letters and numbers like they were before. And I deleted all the stupid ones that don't work anymore. It was especially non-helpful when realplayer died about 60 times so I had to start over again, but I figured out why it does that now and can avoid it. "You were EVERYTHING, EVERYTHING that I wanted. So much for my happy ending." *Ahem* Sorry, I had to add that in cuz I like that song. And, as I told Lo, I have become rather partial to dance-ish music all of a sudden. Well, I think it's pop in general actually, it's just so happy and bouncy and worthy of dancing and singing loudly too. So, my favourite music comes from the very depressing end of the spectrum and the super happy end. There's a bit in the middle, but this is EXTREME. Not really. But my pants are wet. Because I was playing in the sprinkler with Christie and Jon. We've discovered the largest colony of mosquitoes in the world and it's in our very own backyard. Think anyone would pay to see it? I'm gonna have to pay off this movie SOMEhow. "Everytime I see you in my dreams, I see your face, it's haunting me." Yes, I listen to Britney Spears. Get over it. Ooooh, I French Manicured my nails today. I actually have slightly substantial nails right now, I have no time to gnaw away at them at work I guess. You know, thins tank top looks hideous on me. Even more hideous than most, so I'm gonna have to change into another one before going out in public. I found one of Christie's old dresses today. It's really cute and it sortof fits. I think it's a little tight, but I'll have to get the gurus to assess it for me sometime. I think it shows a bit too much of my legs, but I managed to fit into it so maybe it's ok. It's green. Do I even go with green? The new Maroon 5 song is good. Ok, I'm really rambling so I'm gonna go cuz I only have 25 minutes before Lo comes. I hope you called Da and Tas, cuz I didn't. Ciao my beauties. I want to go to Italy. "I don't mind standing every day, out on your corner in the pouring rain."

Breaking The Habit by Linkin Par

Memories consume
Like opening the wound
I'm picking me apart again
You all assume
I'm safe here in my room
Unless I try to start again

I don't want to be the one
The battles always choose
cause inside I realize
That I'm the one confused

I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
I don't know why I instigate
And say what I don't mean
I don't know how I got this way
I know it's not alright
So I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit
Tonight

Clutching my cure
I tightly lock the door
I try to catch my breath again
I hurt much more
Than anytime before
I had no options left again

I don't want to be the one
The battles always choose
cause inside I realize
That I'm the one confused

I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
I don't know why I instigate
And say what I don't mean
I don't know how I got this way
I'll never be alright
So I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit
Tonight

I'll paint it on the walls
cause I'm the one at fault
I'll never fight again
And this is how it ends

I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
But now I have some clarity
To show you what I mean
I don't know how I got this way
I'll never be alright
So I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit
Tonight

Songs are great, they make you realise that you're not the only one even if it's not exactly the same. Just generally.

2 Months Exactly

I have precisely 2 minutes to post. I wish dude would email me back so I knew if my shoes were OK. I could just take the half a minute it takes to travel to his office and go ask him directly, but THAT would completely defeat the point of having business email. I wonder if he's even here today, he didn't leave any message saying he was oging on holiday or anything. Hmmmmm. I'm hungry, in an effort to sleep I got up 5 minutes late and then had no time to make lunch. So I've had a piece od toast and a can of apple juice today. And a banana. Which is actually quite substantial if you think about, but the general consensus is that it's just not healthy so...I don't really know what my point is. You know, those two lemurs have been staring at me for a long time. Thankfully July is almost over so I can change the page. I think I must go work now...so goodbye folks! :D

Dream to Dream

If only life were a musical. That would be awesome. I can say things when I’m singing, I cannot say things while I’m talking. So a musical would be perfect. Wow, I have suddenly gotten an inrush of joy (at this VERY moment) which has rendered me quite speechless! Seriously, if anyone had come in right then they would’ve had a hard time finding me cuz I was so deep in awe. I didn’t think something like that could make me happy anymore, but I have been surprised. I haven’t determined whether it’s a good thing or not that something like that can make me happy, but hey, happiness is definitely a good thing in itself. Actually, I understand now what they mean that it feels like a weight has been lifted (acutally, I knew what it felt like berfore, but that's not the point)…even the sun is brighter now. In all seriousness. I REALLY have nothing to say now. I have to go revel in my happiness. So goodbye.

Waterfalls

Are gorgeous.
It’s very odd how the ceiling is continuously pouring water to replenish my office’s waterfall while it stopped raining like half an hour ago. Very odd indeed. And it didn’t even start pouring in until about 2 minutes before it stopped raining. It has now almost filled a (this is a guess) 5L pail and is on it’s way to fill the other. It feels very odd to be walking through an office building (at least, this half of it) with a rusty pail full of water. That has, so far, been the excitement in my day. Is that sad? I can’t really tell. I also rendered (with a pencil) my arm and hand (and watch) on a blue piece of paper in my spare seconds between working. Along with a key on a key-ring which was beautiful until I ruined it. Also, a rather round ladybug has taken up residence on said blue piece of paper. I’ve discovered that I’m rather good at drawing circles, whatever that’s useful for. Maybe I’ll scan it later so you can all peruse my art and inform me if the proportions are bad because I really can’t tell. And it looks kinda stretched to me, but I guess we’ll see. I really have no idea why I keep rambling on about work on here, I can’t see how it could possibly be interesting. So I shall talk about Capernwray. Dad said yesterday that instead of using my RESP we’re going to take out a Student Line of Credit. Yeehaw, then we have to pay it back. But oh well, that’ll be mom and dad’s job since they’re paying for this part of my tuition. And we also decided that I should get a bank account in Carnforth and exchange any money that I will need for my first few days at the bank here because they aren’t stupid enough to want something out of it like the people at the airports. Grapefruit juice isn’t that bad you know. I made the choice today to drink some, and it was sour but pleasantly fruity. Like fruity tea except not as funny. ;) Honestly, what were we on that day? Come to think of it, what are we on everyday? We’re just whackos I suppose.
I have news for you. 2 months and 2 days.
I like rain.
Ted Dekker (or Tedekker as Mr. Broemling would say) books are awesome. Why does no one take my advice and read them?
I found a picture of Lyra from the ‘His Dark Materials’ books, it rocks. If you haven’t read those, read them too. Be sure not to get the American version of the first book because they call it the wrong name. Stupid that. It’s not even a compass you dumb publishing company. Yes, I have rambled about this before.
I think summer is going to see me in a state of…nothingness?? I don’t think that’s the right word, but at any rate I am so far merely floating along and following the same routine everyday, not really taking anything in. Occassionally there are lulls in the ‘absense of…oblivion’ but it is most of the time this way. I think I must just accept that summer is not such a great time. 2 months 2 days!
Anywho, I need to go work again now so see y’alls later and hugs too, because I haven’t seen (or even talked, except for a brief email conference with Lo today) to you guys in ages.

Working...

So, in an effort to minimize wasted time on the internet, I am posting in Word. And eventually, will post in blog. You know, I’ve most recently discovered that putting nail polish on over top of white-out (on your nails) has an interesting effect. It’s kindof like the thing that a French manicure does except with white-out which is likely much more toxic. Especially Corporate Express brand. Hmmm, interesting indeed. Cran-Grape juice by OceanSpray is also very good.
You know guys, my life is so sad right now. I get up at 6:30am, leave for work at 7:30pm, get home from work around 5:00pm, talk to people on MSN for about 45 minutes to an hour and then eat supper. After supper I will usually start doing something and fall asleep about 15 minutes later until 9:30pm at which time I get ready for bed and then go to bed. So basically, I have an hour to an hour and a half of free time every day. What can you do with that? Not much at all.
Ooooh, good stuff here. I have a 4 day weekend next week! Wahoo!!!!! That IS exciting my friends. That’s 4 days in which I can do things and not wake up at 6:30 in the morning. I may even be able to remember my dreams, which is usually something to look forward to. Especially when it’s about getting lost in England on rollerblades with Christie (I don’t know why she would be there…) or getting lost in England by myself at some school and then finding random people to talk to. Ok, so that sounds really sad. But it’s exciting in my dreams. OH, and then there was the other time that mom and I were in Egland at this big honkin’ and really expensive hotel that was really nice cuz it was old. And we were trying to walk there from the airport, which turned out quite disastrous. I think we even had a ‘nice’ view of the river (we were in London), except it looked a lot like the North Saskatchewan River by Rundle Park. And then, we wanted to go somewhere, and I showed all the sexist Brits that girls really CAN drive just as well and undangerously as guys even when it’s on the ‘wrong’ side of the road and the car is weird. Honestly, I don’t know how I’m gonna survive when I go…they’re probably gonna be calling me American AND a bad driver. OH well, I know how to get to them. I can either say that they suck at football (I really don’t think I’d say that cuz…I wouldn’t want to make another murder case for the police-men, and besides, they’re probably fabulous at football…I’m just too ignorant to know) or I can call them Europeans. MuaHA! They have no idea what’s coming. But then again, they wont even think of insulting me when they see how very hot I am. Except I’m not hot, but that is not the point. I intend to wear my shiny black plastic jacket and sunglasses and hoop earring and I will stun them all into awed silence. Well, I guess not all because only one of them will actually see me when I ‘step off the plane’. But still, he is one of the major benefactors of calling me American and calling girls bad drivers. Anywho, I’m now rambling and my point is lost because I’m not hot. So luv y’alls, g’bye! :D

Memories

Switchfoot is now officially my favourite band. I mean, they were before but now it's OFFICIAL. I'm listening to them ,they rock extremely much. I tried to 'borrow' "New Way To Be Human" from Christie this morning, but she either brought it to Jon's house or left it at work. Highly distressing, cuz I was SO looking forward to hearing it. I was reminded at the concert of the very first time I heard Switchfoot. Christie was in grade 10, it was my first of few times going to Ground Zero. We were snacking/chatting afterward and low and behold...Company Car was blasting from the blaster of sound. It was beautiful. I was like 'who is this'? And they were all like..."Switchfoot". If I recall correctly, CJ was quite fond of them. That reminds me of the days when CJ was around. When we played hide-and-seek in the dark and I touched his arm by accident and he screamed like a very girly girl. The time he put glue on his feet...or was it Lori's feet? Then there was the other time we played hide-and-seek in the dark. Now I'm reminded of Jon (the first). One time we went to university and had a jaunt/game of hide-and-seek in the engineering building. Good times. Please remember that these are old boyfriends of Christie so she was there too. And then, we sat on a couch and talked about food in the air thingy. I have absolutely no idea why but it was summer and you don't mature in university. Then there was the other time we went to the university and I listened in on the worship band practice. That was definitely a good time...do any of you remember the stories?? ;) I find it very sad...I can actually talk to people at university. Like, actually talk, not just let them talk and add in a few words here and there. Of course, if I went now with people my age that I know or don't know it would all change. I can only talk to people older than me. How sad. But pshaw. Maybe it's just my maturity showing through. ;) Anywho...should go back to work now. Goodbye. :D

Broken by Seether (featuring Amy Lee)

This song is so gorgy. There are a lot of gorgy songs. Most of them are depressing. I wonder if that's reflective of anything. Come to think of it, I know whether it's reflective of anything or not. It is the rest of you who are left in the dark. Muahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Ok, I'll stop now. In addition, Snow Patrol rocks.

I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
I keep your photograph; I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

Cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel light when you're gone away

The worst is over now and we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away
There's so much left to learn, and no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

Cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away

Cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel light when you're gone away

Switchfoot

Switchfoot!!!!!!!
That was the rockinest concert EVER. I can't bring myself to like any concerts but the ones where I know the music (duh), and that's the AWESOMEST one yet!!!! Cuz we were like, first row in the 'mosh' pit [except Red's was dumb and wouldn't allow moshing, so we just jumped up and down and bobbed to the beat and sang VERY loudly]. It was SO fabby cuz Jon and Tim Foreman were both just like...right there! And Jon kept coming up to around where we were standing and singing there and being joyous and half crowd-surfing [also not allowed]. So I really hope Lo's close-ups turn out extremely good. :D I must go out and get their first two CDs now, with the money I don't have. Maybe they have them on sale somewhere since they're old. And hey, they sang 2 new songs which bodes well for a possible new album. Yay!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Must definitely go to another of their concerts. It was so awesome. Besides the standing around for two hours waiting for the opening act ot come on and then waiting ANOTHER hour for Switchfoot to come on. It was SO worth the wait though. I mean...SWITCHFOOT!!!!! They're music is the ultimate. Which brings to mind Josh Gorban. What are you supposed to do at a Josh Gorban concert since you can't jump up and down or bob your head or anything. Just stand there and sing? I guess that works too. Anywho, I shall go now. Goodbye!

I really don't have anything to say today. Except once again Blogger has changed, although this time it's minor.
I have discovered that it's very hard to work with a guy who has a COMPLETELY different taste in music than you. It wasn't actually that bad, we're both very open-minded about the music (except not so much for country) so we kindof compromised and he played his more 'mellow' metallic stuff which wasn't bad atall. Actually kinda good. Even the REAL metal wasn't bad. I took two breaks AND lunch break in the downstairs maintenance room. It wasn't so bad, I mean, everyone makes fun of everyone and I sit there and watch until someone throws something at me so I can respond wittily. Or not so wittily, depending on what my brain can come up with. Which is usually not something witty, because witty things don't come out when you're shy and un-witty like me. The office I'm working in is going to be used by it's 'owner' for the rest of the summer so now I get to work in another offices cus it's 'owner' is going on holidays on Monday. Woohoo! It's the office with the waterfall, so hopefully it rains. Severe thunderstorm warning for Edmonton tonight, btw. I got so many emails today, thanks guys. It really does make my day so much better. So continue with that goodness. Anywho, that was my 'nothing to say' for the day. So bye, luv yas. :)

Stop Crying Your Heart Out by Oasis

This song is so unbelievably gorgy...it makes me want to cry. Mmmmmmmmm, it just hits me like songs sometimes do, you know? I dunno if the lyrics actually mean much to me, but I'm posting them anyway and then I guess we'll see.
Hold up
Hold on
Don't be scared
You'll never change what's been and gone
May your smile (may your smile)
Shine on (shine on)
Don't be scared (don't be scared)
Your destiny may keep you warm

Cause all of the stars
Are fading away
Just try not to worry
You'll see them some day
Take what you need
and be on your way
and stop crying your heart out

Get up (get up)
Come on (come on)
Why're you scared? (I'm not scared)
You'll never change what's been and gone

Cause all of the stars
Are fading away
Just try not to worry
You'll see them some day
Take what you need
and be on your way
and stop crying your heart out

Cause all of the stars
Are fading away
Just try not to worry
You'll see them some day
Just take what you need
and be on your way
and stop crying your heart out

Were all of us stars
Were fading away
Just try not to worry
You'll see us some day
Just take what you need
and be on your way
and stop crying your heart out

Stop crying your heart out (x3)

K, so now I'm done all my work and dude has dissapeared so I can't get more work. So what to do. So far I've had a can of apple juice, a bit of water and have read numerous blogs which ranged from depressing to happy to happy but depressing for me. Hmm, I wonder how many time over this CD has played already. It looks so nice outside, perhaps I'll go tan until Dean comes back. Maybe he is back and I should just go check again. And if all else fails, there is always the bathroom with it's gajillion gallons of hand lotion. That's always fun. There's also a mysterious stick of deoderant in there which confuses me to no end. For some reason that reminded me of A Streetcar Named Desire. Hey guys, did anything exciting happen between 10:30am and noon today? Ok, gonna go now. Have a fabby day!

Randomosity

Yay to driving in Edmonton through hail and lakes that were previously non-existent. And to losing my shoe in one such lake (it was at one time a part of the Michaels' parking lot). And to scrapbooking some more.
Summer can die a horrible horrible death and go very fast so I can run away to England. I don't wanna run away, but I can't take it, I can't understand. Sorry, I had to put that cuz that line came up right when I wrote 'run away' and it seemed positively providential and fitting. Well, I'm not actually running away to England. At least, it didn't start out that way. But at this point it seems to be a very convenient running away point. And it's not because of my job cuz so far it's fabulous. But really, I'm not saying I'm using it as a place to run away to...it's just, it can perhaps serve as such a place since I'm going there anyway. And I know no one, this pleases me greatly. Although, I talked to another girl from Ontario (who's going to Capernwray) yesterday. She also knows no one. I still haven't talked to that girl who's going from Edmonton though. And I haven't emailed Jeremy back yet. Or those like gajillion other people who I mass emailed and have now not emailed back since they replied. I hope they don't get too mad at me, I mean, I wouldn't want to start with half the school hating me. ANYWAY, I'm going away now to listen to more depressing music, although at this time it is Feliz Navidad. I like this song. I wonder if everyone's sick of my music yet. Bye y'alls, luv ya.

That's dad too. Muahaha.

Awwwww, look it's Dad!

My aunt! She's the one married to my German uncle. :D

Cowboys!

And for a bit of a change, this is mom's family in Paraguay.

Mmmmmmmmmm, I love old pictures.

How come we never went swimming in Edith Lake like them? Oh wait...we weren't even allowed to GO there. Pshaw.

Um, this is the first picture and that's where Grandpa was.

Hey guys, remember the third bridge at Maligne Canyon? Grandpa's sitting on it in this picture. Craziness. But he helped build them! Or, some of the originals at any rate