CHOCOLATE MILK WAS A BAD CHOICE

Sup. I am sitting in by sports bra on my bed, like any good semi-athlete. Just ran two miles (nice!) Anyways the reason I am half dressed is that I was about to get into the shower, and then I noticed that Shark had messaged while I was out (typical) so I sat down and somehow ended up on the blog (ta-da!)

Anyways I was watching the news during the Olympics about that big earthquake down in Chile and the news station was obviously based out of the mainland because the woman was like: "We on the mainland are not in danger of a tsunami bacause we are protected by an island here" and points at home-sweet-home. So Shark if I die in a freak wave accident know that I loved you and probably will continue to do so sub-consciously in the ether.

So today more than any day I have come to realize that I am extremely lucky to have such good friends. Pretty sure I can always rely on you people to back me up if all else fails. We just fit nicely together. Everyone else that I have met recently seems to have a friendless highschool experience in which all their friends either abandoned them or did not exist. I was talking to Zoola today: We are all 'kind ' people, all five of us. We balance out. I love it. I just wish I could see all of you more often.

I'm just confused about everything today. Its okay though, I put it down to a lack of sleep. I was in Vancouver all weekend and barely saw anything that they had supposedly put on, like Canada House or the giant zip line that they apparently strung across the buildings. All I really saw were hoards and hoards of young men in red that all wanted high-fives. And I had a caesar drink which I still haven't decided if I like or not. Abby and I played 'spot the Russian' which is harder than you would think because they are also red and white. I am probably in hundreds of stranger's photographs and I know I am in at least one video of a girl going through the subway high-fiving everyone. After the gold-metal hockey game this aftertoon I saw a man playing bagpipes on the overpass with a Canada flag hanging off the intrument. As I looked back to get another peek I saw a heard of kids running towards him- the one at the lead carrying a hockey stick like one would a spear. They all started to dance together. It was beautiful.

Tomorrow my brother is turning 21 (!!!!) which is kind of freaky considering it was not long ago that we were 12 and 14 respectively and wailed on each other constantly. So I am making him a mixed CD like any good sister and I will probably not be able to see him until friday, at which point I will bake him a cake.

The islands between Swartz Bay and Tswassen are incredible. When I get old I'm going to buy a house on one and never leave.

I went to Vancouver on wednesday. The Ferry terminal on my side was packed, like more then 200 hundred people. I went there alone, came back alone. I liked the busyness in the city. People everywhere, big signs. Man oh man Mortimer, when your there on Saturday check out the art gallery (out side of it) they did a beautiful thing and hung theses big things, flower prints.

I also had a huge plate of fried rice. I would recommend the place, but i have no clue what the name was. I still can't find the canada gloves. Go to robson square though, apparently theres a man with a penis nose playing the mandolin *take a picture for me.

Let's talk soon. I know for a fact that i won't be able to make it to victoria to say goodbye to you guys (painting chairs tommrow/last marimba practice/work) but know i love you! And soon enough things will be nice. I'll be mailing the book to you. (Eating Animals..) Hope your having a good day!

You can hear the shouts of euphoria from the near-by bar from my room. It kind of makes it hard to study if Canada's gonna score a goal every five minutes. Geez. Today I had a nap after one of my classes and ended up falling asleep for an hour. So I missed another class. I think I made up for it though by going to a Unicef meeting. So there.

Blegh. Are your fingers alright Shark??? You really scared me when I read that.

Oh yeah. A certain Mr. Pepper suggested that he might want to come hang out with Abby and I when we go to Vancouver this weekend. Funn-y. I kind of want him to come just so that I can see if he's changed any. Could be entertaining.

I crushed my finger in the blades of the bread cutter today. I also started packing. But i took a couple things out, just to wear. Also saw carmanagh at the grocery store. I'm eating Salad rolls tomorrow.

I seriously thought this was terry fox

Turns out there is lychee liquor. Turns out I now have photo i.d (yes!). Turns out i have to figure out a object that symbolizes me (help?) and bring it to montreal, for a group actiivity. I have a week to figure out what i am going to pack and then some. I need shoes.

Today was my last day housesitting. It was lonely at times, and nice at others. I liked the fact they had a hottub and laptop. I also liked the fact that my friend next came over and we made sushi and rented stupid movies and made pancakes. I also like the fact he said straight up he's horny in the mornings. Honest people like that make me happy. Not in the turned on way, but in the "thats cool" typa way.

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Wow. Just read a blog that went on and on about the inspiration that comes from a woman as she has so many roles in life ("multi-facted" ) as mother, lover and erm caretaker of man. And I say fuck that shit.

Maybe I'm being selfish but the sole purpose of my life is not to inspire men. Sorry. (Is this why I'm single, really?) Anyways I think 3/4 girls I know would laugh hysterically at this idea. Maybe I'm just tooo used to being treated as an equal.

Anyway, had an alone day. Went to the museum, wandered around downtown, saw some Chinese Celebration involving fire crackers and men dressed up as dragons. Is it Chinese New Year maybe? Also all the businesses in China Town have lettuce heads hanging in front of their doors tied with a red ribbon. One day I might know why, but right now I'm feeling way to lazy, and anyway what words would I search up? I'm suppposed to be writing a paper about the Coast Salish people but I am uninspired at the moment. I have a feeling that even if the writing is a massacre I will get and A, my TA's tight like that.

I dunno what to say. Maybe I'll go get dinner.

hey. So today has been hella long. Started up with me waking up, then washing stuff, packing stuff, eating stuff, looking up these sphere things on the internet, arguing with my dad about going to Brazil, getting on a train, laughing with bro about alleged massacre by a 3 year old named Marshall, taking a picture of a squished tree house in Shawnigan lake, dragging my suitcase off the train and three blocks up hill, onto a bus, home, up three flights of stairs, running to the bathroom, getting dinner with Rose, talking with Laura about her bitchy co-worker, going to see New Moon, eating a pumpkin flavoured granola bar, getting into bed, looking a 23 pictures on Facebook, talking to Shark. (phewf)

About New Moon: I went because of the hype and it was 2.50 in theaters. There is this one part where Bella and Edward are standind in a forest talking and the things they say could definetely fit into a porno. No joke.

Bella: I'm coming

Ed: I don't want you to come.

etc.

Laura suprised us all by making a vagina joke. kudos

My friends were just here. At the house I'm house sitting at. We had pancakes and sausages and wonderful pineapple and grapes and oranges and hot chocolate with whipped cream. We enjoyed the hot tub and had a 3 minute dance party. I'm really going to miss them. Mortimer bought a new friend along today- her name is Laura (shes really nice), so another one to add to the hot, lovely seasoned pot of life.

Started the dishwasher, started some laundry. Dad just phoned telling my my driver licence is at his office and ready for my to use as drinking i.d when i am in impressive places. I also need lotion, my hands are so dry right now.