as I sit lazily in a quiet, empty house

I received The Message from Corrie for Christmas. I remember her reading this chapter to me as we lay in bed a while ago. Today as I sit lazily in a quiet, empty house I compare it to the NIV version:

Psalm 73:
NIV and The Message- An Asaph Psalm

1 Surely God is good to Israel,
to those who are pure in heart.
1 No doubt about it! God is good—
good to good people, good to the good-hearted
2 But as for me, my feet had almost slipped;
I had nearly lost my foothold.
2 But I nearly missed it,
missed seeing his goodness.
3 For I envied the arrogant
when I saw the prosperity of the wicked.
3 I was looking the other way,
looking up to the people
4 They have no struggles;
their bodies are healthy and strong.
4 At the top,
envying the wicked who have it made,
5 They are free from the burdens common to man;
they are not plagued by human ills.
5 Who have nothing to worry about,
not a care in the whole wide world.
6 Therefore pride is their necklace;
they clothe themselves with violence.
6 pretentious with arrogance,
they wear the latest fashions in violence,
7 From their callous hearts comes iniquity;
the evil conceits of their minds know no limits.
7 Pampered and overfed,
decked out in silk and bows of silliness.
8 They scoff, and speak with malice;
in their arrogance they threaten oppression.
8 They jeer, using words to kill;
they bully their way with words.
9 Their mouths lay claim to heaven,
and their tongues take possession of the earth.
9 They’re full of hot air,
loudmouths disturbing the peace.
10 Therefore their people turn to them
and drink up waters in abundance.
10 People actually listen to them—can you believe it?
Like thirsty puppies, they lap up their words.
11 They say, "How can God know?
Does the Most High have knowledge?"
11 What’s going on here? Is God out to lunch?
Nobody’s tending the store.
12 This is what the wicked are like—
always carefree, they increase in wealth.
12 The wicked get by with everything;
they have it made, piling up riches.
13 Surely in vain have I kept my heart pure;
in vain have I washed my hands in innocence.
13 I’ve been stupid to play by the rules;
what has it gotten me?
14 All day long I have been plagued;
I have been punished every morning.
14 A long run of bad luck, that’s what—
a slap in the face every time I walk out the door.
15 If I had said, "I will speak thus,"
I would have betrayed your children.
15 If I’d have given in and talked like this,
I would have betrayed your dear children.
16 When I tried to understand all this,
it was oppressive to me
16 Still, when I tried to figure it out,
all I got was a splitting headache…
17 till I entered the sanctuary of God;
then I understood their final destiny.
17 Until I entered the sanctuary of God.
Then I saw the whole picture
18 Surely you place them on slippery ground;
you cast them down to ruin.
18 The slippery road you’ve put them on,
with a final crash in a ditch of delusions.
19 How suddenly are they destroyed,
completely swept away by terrors!
19 In the blink of an eye, disaster!
A blind curve in the dark, and—nightmare!
20 As a dream when one awakes,
so when you arise, O Lord,
you will despise them as fantasies.
20 We wake up and rub our eyes…Nothing.
There’s nothing to them. And there never was.
21 When my heart was grieved
and my spirit embittered,
21 When I was beleaguered and bitter,
totally consumed by envy,
22 I was senseless and ignorant;
I was a brute beast before you.
22 I was totally ignorant, a dumb ox
in your very presence.
23 Yet I am always with you;
you hold me by my right hand.
23 I’m still in your presence,
but you’ve taken my hand.
24 You guide me with your counsel,
and afterward you will take me into glory.
24 You wisely and tenderly lead me,
and then you bless me.
25 Whom have I in heaven but you?
And earth has nothing I desire besides you.
25 You’re all I want in heaven!
You’re all I want on earth!
26 My flesh and my heart may fail,
but God is the strength of my heart
and my portion forever.
26 When my skin sags and my bones get brittle,
God is rock-firm and faithful.
27 Those who are far from you will perish;
you destroy all who are unfaithful to you.
27 Look! Those who left you are falling apart!
Deserters, they’ll never be heard from again.
28 But as for me, it is good to be near God.
I have made the Sovereign LORD my refuge;
I will tell of all your deeds.
28 But I’m in the very presence of God—
oh, how refreshing it is!
I’ve made Lord God my home.
God, I’ telling the world what you do!

So similar, yet so different.

My Life List

Things that will take dedication:
1. read a book a week for at least a year
2. become ambidextrous
3. learn guitar
4. learn to read music well
5. keep a valid CPR certificate
6. become fluent in at least one other language
7. read the whole bible
8. live in another country for at least a year
9. learn to play drums
10. complete a post secondary education
11. to fit a pair of my jeans from grade 12 when I am 30
12. be a vegetarian for a month
13. learn all 193 countries

Things I’ve always kind of wanted to do:
14. get defined abs
15. run a five minute mile
16. learn to type properly
17. shave my head
18. eat a pound of bacon
20. go bungee-jumping
21. learn how to walk on my hands
22. do ten chin-ups
23. own a monkey
24. donate blood
24. get married and have at least one child
25. back pack across Europe
26. go to a Downhere concert
27. volunteer at a seniors home
28. ride in a hot air balloon
29. have my dad read me Narnia one last time
30. give birth completely naturally
31. go to a movie alone
32. memorize the books of the bible
33. climb a palm tree
34. dive the 10 meter
35. read Moby Dick
36. do the splits
37. learn to French braid my own hair

Things I might not accomplish:
38. never be over 150 lbs
39. bike from BC to MB
40. learn Fencing
41. get a hole in one
42. get my pilot license
43. be in a movie
44. find Kayla O’kelly
45. see the 7 natural wonders of the world
46. volunteer in India for a month
47. feed a giraffe a carrot in Africa
48. travel through northern Canada
49. cross the ocean on an Ocean Liner
50. travel Australia and New Zealand
51. be somewhere no one has ever been
52. ride in a horse carriage
53. see live polar bears up close
54. go to folk fest every year
55. sleep in a bed with all my sisters when I’m 50
56. go kayaking with whales
57. meet a Canadian celebrity

Things I really want to do now that I’ve made this list:
58. stay up 72 hours (3 days)
69. not shave my legs for a year
60. cook a three course meal
61. learn to juggle
62. hang glide
63. skydive
64. Try not speaking for a whole day
65. walk in the rain naked
66. sleep outside with no tent
67. walk through a desert
68. watch 10 movies in a day
69. make a quilt from important things in my life
70. build an igloo
71. go to a fortune teller
72.walk though a water fall
73. take belly dancing lessons
74. learn the Greek alphabet
75. break a nalgene bottle
76. go on a canoe trip for a summer (4-6 weeks)

Random things I want to do
77. see Justin’s transformer sticker on the Eiffel Tower
78. grow my hair to my waist
79. sell a piece of my art
80. speak in my church
81. never own a cell phone
82. fix a car
83. drive on the other side of the road
84. work a 50 hour week
85. learn how to surf
86. learn to sail
87. ride an elephant
88. learn to scuba dive
89. learn to do snowboard tricks
90. learn to wake board
91. drive a race car
92. go white water rafting
93. participate in a triathlon
94. sleep in a tree house
95. own a scooter
96. have a 30 min shower
97. have or become a mentor
98. own a house
99.weave a basket
100. do the polar dip

On My Mind

1. I defiantly should not be doing this right now, I have to finish my life list and write half a paper all due tomorrow.
2. I still don't know what I'm getting everyone for Christmas, and those whom I do know I haven't gone out and bought them yet. I should probably get on that.
3. I don't want to be here, I want to be at my cottage, where my parents are. But my dad didn't want to wait a few days so I could go with them, and he didn't think it feasible to take me out of school for two days. I am not very happy about either one of those decisions.
4. While I was making my life list I thought I'm never going to get all of these done. I've always seen myself having a relatively plain life, not boring, but just getting a job and settling down. But tonight I realized that not what I have to do, I don’t have to work around my job, it is possible that I can have my job work around my life.
5. I wanted to move in with Corrie for a month, just to see what it would be like. I would pay half the rent, buy half the food, pay half the phone and internet bill. She doesn't think it’s such a great idea. I just want to experience what it would be like to be independent for a little bit. I don't want to move out of my house forever or anything, I wouldn't even bring my bed. It probably won't happen though, I just thought it would be kind of interesting.
6. Oh no, if I start six I'll have to go on to ten, do I really want to do this? These next few thoughts may be a little bit weak.
7. I have been thinking of starting up running again. I just don't really want to because last time I did my knees really hurt. But maybe I'll try going for some time soon, I'm just always so busy though; homework (blogging) tonight, and work. TYN tomorrow, I'm working Wed, and on Thursday I like to watch Survivor and ER, but it would be possible for me to fit it in there. It's just the question of how bad do I want to go?
8. Don and I planned a mini snowboarding trip on Sunday. That’s right we are turning skipping church to go snowboarding. I'm super excited though. I only was able to go once last year. Also my friend is letting me borrow her snowboard so I'm saving myself about 30 bucks!
9. My friend from school (the same one who’s lending me her snowboard) and I decided to become ambidextrous. So from Friday last week until Christmas Break we are writing with our left hand at school. I thought it would be harder than it is, it's actually kind of fun, and I look forward to taking notes and see if I can keep up. I actually wrote a Physics test on Friday with my left hand, it was pretty messy.
10. Last but not least, Sage has sadly passes away. I don't know what was wrong with her. I picked her up on Sunday and she was cold, soon after she died. I was more angry than sad though because I'm pretty sure a hamster should live more than 3 weeks and my dad defiantly won’t let me get another one now. I think I will actually take the receipt back that was not a very well spent $6.77 if you ask me. I feel ripped off.

From now 'till Christmas

Everyday Eric comes to pick up Kim and drive her to school, and sometimes another girl drives her car to our house where she parks it in our driveway for the day and also gets a ride with Eric to save on gas money. So today when I was shoveling my driveway I thought wouldn't it be nice to get dropped off at your car after a long day of school and all the snow had been brushed off and the windows and headlights had been scraped off. All you had to do was start it up, wait for a minute or two for it to warm up and then drive away. So after I finished shoveling our driveway, I went into our van and got the scrapper and did it, then this simple act of kindness got me thinking. Why not, from now 'till Christmas do one simple, nice thing for another person each day. It could be as simple as making Kim’s lunch in the morning to making supper for my mom so she can sit down and read a book instead of slaving away. I thought it was a good idea. Why not? It’s Christmas and I’m in a generous mood.

what the heck!

I can't believe its December tomorrow! Only 25 days until Christmas! I think I only have 16 school days left. It seems like only last week where it was the end of September and I didn't think I was going to make it through the whole school year! That's awesome. I only hope some more snow comes so I can go snowboarding soon, then I will be satisfied, not completley because I don't think any human being can me completley satisfied ever, but I will be pretty close.

Becky's Christmas List (# 9 is now changed!)

This Christmas list is for my family only! I am NOT expecting a whole bunch of random people to get me all this stuff! But enjoy anyways!


1. The Message Bible by Eugene H. Peterson

2. A BLACK vest

3. Then He Ate My Boy Entrancers—Confessions of Georgia Nicolson by Louise Rennison (please don’t get me hard cover, and I would like the cover to be the same as my other books. Talk to my sisters or mom! The picture is the right cover.)

4. Startled by His Furry Shorts—Confessions of Georgia Nicolson
by Louise Rennison.( I think this one is too new to get in soft cover, and if it is please don’t get it for me! Again with the covers!)

5. A long time ago my friend had this Margarita Body Mist from Shoppers Drugmart and when I went there to get it my mom said it was too expensive (it was only like 10 bucks! I was so mad she wouldn’t let me get it!). So I went back a couple weeks ago to get it, now that I have my own money and they said they didn’t carry it any more. I was so upset. I almost broke down in the store! It was just one of those days. So if any of you could find margarita body mist or perfume or anything I woud like it. If not, So Pink form the gap is very good to!

6. Any MONEY towards my Folk Fest ticket and my Unknowen Destination with my parents after Christmas are always always welcome. Anyday! Anytime!

7. The Brat Pack – Breakfast Club, Weird Science and 16 Candles. If this is too expensive then just Breakfast Club is perfectly acceptable!

8. Downheres CD—Wide Eyed and Mistified

9. So I used to have any good books for #9 but then I changed my mind and decided slash rememberd that I wanted a good world map to hang on my wall, so I would like a world map with all the countries, and capital cities on it. And I don't want the freaky stretched out kind. If you really need help ask Pam, I think she'll know what I mean

10. A grey scarf, hat and mit set….KIMMM!!! HURRY UP!

Thief on the Cross

Sometimes I wonder if my teachers are Christians or not. I usually end up putting a Christian perspective on all my writing pieces or adding supportive verses from the Bible. I don't always go into them know that's what I'll do, it just usually happens. They must think I'm a little strange if they are not a Christian themselves. Who knows, maybe it gets them thinking. Normally I'm not much of a writer but this is a particular piece I wrote for a recent English assignment and I quite liked it. Let me know what you think.

Thief on the Cross

As I, a thief, hung on the cross paying for my offenses I saw a man walk up Skull’s Hill carrying a cross on his shoulders. It is he who calls himself Jesus Christ the son of God. This is the man whom earlier I was mocking and calling names I remember only faintly as the blood drips from my body. As I watch them pound the nails through his wrists I think, “How strange. He doesn’t resist the nails, he almost invites them.” I hear the others below yelling and spitting on him. Yet he remains quiet, as I watch I hear a quite, hoarse whisper, “Father, forgive them.” Why do they want to kill him?! Why do they want him dead?! My curiosity offsets the pain I am going through and I feel a warmth spread over my body. A warmth I have not felt on the hottest of days. I look Christ in the eyes; I see no anger, only tears. I see the soldiers below gambling in the dirt, then I see the sign nailed above him; “King of Jews.” They mock him as if he weren’t a King. If he were crazy they would only ignore him, if he had no followers he would be no threat, they would not kill a King whom does not have a Kingdome. Is it possible that he is a true King? I hear the thief on the cross on the other side of Christ, mocking him along with the others; “So you’re the Messiah, are you? Prove it by saving yourself—and us while you’re at it!” (Luke 23:29) He is talking about me I realize. “Don’t you fear God?” I call out. All heads turn and look at me. Even I was surprised at my own words, only moments ago I was cursing him along with the others. When all heads are turned away a crook places himself between Jesus Christ and the crowd, everyone looks at him, even Jesus. He says, “Don’t you even fear God when you are dying? We deserve to die for our evil deeds, but this man hasn’t done one thing wrong.” (Luke 23:40) I see Mary look up and wipe her tearstained face. We are guilty, he is innocent. We are filthy, he is pure. We are wrong, he is right. He is not on that cross for his sins, but for ours. The crook and I understand this now. He turns and looks Jesus in the eyes and makes a request; “Remember me when you come into your Kingdom.” (Luke 23:42) Christ replies, “Today you will be with me in Paradise. This is a solemn promise.” (Luke 23:43) I am in awe; seconds ago this man was a crook, a beggar. Now he stands there, a Christian, a servant of God.

November 22

This is just a regular day I want to share with you:
I woke up this morning at 7:45 at Corries house. I went into the bathroom and got ready for my day and left at 8:10 I walked over the bridge and through the train station to my bus stop, there was a homeless person sleeping in the bus shelter so I thought it better not to disturb him and sat on the bench out side. My bus came. I got on it, and about 15 min. later I got off again at Glenlawn Collegiate Institute. I headed to my first class, electronics, without going to my locker other wise I would have been late. I took off my jacket and sat down at my table with three other guys. About 3 seconds later I stood up again for Oh Canada. The class proceeded. I'm not going to tell you what I did because you would most likely get bored and stop reading. At 10:00 I went up to my locker dropped off my coat and proceeded to my next class. English. I don't really like English, I'm not sure why I'm in advanced, I guess I'm not bad at it, I just don't like it. Anyway, in this class it was the student teachers first day, she's good, I like her. She's been hanging out in the back of out class for the past few classes. It was a pretty slack class, at one point I climbed on the empty table behind me and lied down, it was pretty nice. With about 15 min. left of the class I asked her if I could leave 5 min. early to run down to the cafeteria and buy some food because you can't go quickly in-between classes because there are too many people and the line is too long, so if you go right at the end of a class there is no line. I figured this out in about the first week of Grade 10. So she agreed, after we made a deal that I would work for the next 10 min. with out distraction. I went to the caf at 11:10 and bought an egg salad sandwich, a chocolate chip cookie and a strawberry kiwi Fruitopia. Oh joy. Physics. I used to like physics, when we had a good teacher, he is now temporarily the vice principal because our principal left for three months with high blood pressure and so now we have a crap replacement teacher. He has a homosexual (gay) accent and I can't really concentrate when he talks. And it seems as though he is only there for the money and doesn’t actually want to help you learn so therefore just blows you away when you ask him a question. It really is a great class (eye rolling). So the only thing that keeps me in this class is knowing that this is my last class of the day, the fact that it’s the only science that I took so I'm kind of stuck with it, and the hope that Mr. Poulter (the original teacher) will soon come back. So I wait until 12:30 until I am free!! Then I went up to my locker, got my jacket and went out to the bus stop. I don't know what time the bus actually comes but I always catch it so I'm not going to complain. So I get on the bus and go home. I got home at about 1:00 and Pam was there. I went downstairs and watched some of Lord of the Rings- the Return of the King. I fell asleep. When I woke up I went upstairs and knit some of my scarf that Kim is supposed to be knitting for me. Then my friend Cam called and asked if he could come over for a bit because he was locked out of his house. So he came over at about 3:30 and we just looked at out year book until I had to leave for Work at 4:30. So I walked to my bus stop so catch the bus at 4:33 to get to work for 5:00. I missed my bus. Or rather the bus missed me. So I walked back home and made Kim drive me. At this point I was not in the best mood. I missed my bus, I didn't really want to go to work in the first place, and I was working with a girl whom I don't really like. So I got there in time and all was good. From that point on the rest of my day was pretty boring, other than the part where my awesome sister Pam brought me a slurpee to cheer me up. What would I do without sisters? I would be lost. So then when I was done and closed up at 10:45 (yeah that's right Pam I did a close in 15 min! and the till only had an extra 17 cents in it!) Kim came and got me and I was home by 11:00. I sat at out kitchen table for a bit and talked with my parents, not about anything in particular, and then I went at got read for bed, after messing around with sage for a bit. So that brings me here. And now I'm going to bed. Goodnight.

Introducing....Sage!

I took a few pictures of her with Pam and me, these are my favourits:

Oh Sage...

I've wanted a hamster again lately. I used to have them all the time when I was younger. Me and my dad built a cage and altogether I had four hamsters. My dad recently threw it out, so now when I want one I don't even have a cage! Luckily Van B's have their old cage still and said they would lend it to me, and I'm going to get a hamster on Thursday. I think I will name it Sage. I kind of have a theme going with my hamsters, I name them all spices. I remember when I got my first one thinking I hate when people have hamsters and name them Hammy or something like that, it's so unsatisfying or something. You finally have the chance to name a living thing, name it anything you want, something fun, something cool, something original, fresh and brand new. And you chose HAMMY?!? What’s up with that? So I chose Ginger, because she was brown with a white stripe on her back. After that I decided to name all of them spices, so I had a Nut-Meg, Saffron, Pepper and soon to be Sage. And all of them have followed Ginger with a brown coat and a white stripe down the middle. When I get her I promise to take a picture and get Kim to show me how to put it on here! I feel kind of bad choosing a name before I've even chosen my hamster, but I've always liked that name, I mean for a hamster, and I was always disappointed that I didn't get to use it, so now I'm going too.

Old Friends

I met an old friend on the bus the other day. I had stayed at Corrie’s house the night before and was going to school. I got on the bus and as I was sitting down I heard some one say my name. I looked to where I had heard it and didn't know who it was for a second. Oh, hey! I said cheerfully. It was Andre, I grew up with him and his family around all the time. They were immigrants from Romania and our family was helping them with the transition. I haven’t seen him for at least 4 or 5 years, and I remember him as a scrawny 12 year old that liked playing cars with me on my kitchen floor. It was weird seeing him grown up. As I realized who he was I suddenly became conscious of my appearance. I don't know why this happened. It's not like I care what anyone else thinks of my bright orange plaid jacket from Value Village or whether my hair is wind blown and looks a mess. Maybe I wanted to impress the past, show him that I had grown up and was a relatively normal person. We talked for a bit, where we were going, what school we went to, and just in general how we were. It was nice too see him again. Good memories brought back and refreshed.

Jeremiah

I name my blog this because as I type I listen to the words Sarah Groves wrote about Jeremiah... Jeremiah tell me about the fire that burns up in your bones...Other than that it has no significance to this blog, it's just my favorite Sara Groves song. Perhaps another day I will go in to greater detail.

My dad was sick yesterday. I've only seen him bed ridden only two other times, once when I was about eight or nine, he had some virus or bug that caused him to be sick enough to go to the doctor. They did a few tests on him and didn't know what he had, so therefore couldn't even help him (sorry if I'm not quite accurate Pam and Cor, I don't really remember it that well). And the other time was when he went out on his bike, it was raining and there were train tracks, need I say more. All of you who are reading this probably know what happened anyway. He fell, he broke his collar bone. Some good hearted soul stopped to see if he wanted a ride to a hospital but obviously my dad, Bob Van Aertselaer was way to stubborn to accept a ride to the hospital, so he proceeded to climb back onto his bike and ride to the hospital. So later that night when I came home he was in bed, trying to move as little as possible since all they can do for a broken collar bone is give you a sling, which wouldn't really help if you were lying down. So yesterday he left church early and came home and pretty much just lied there all day trying not to throw up. It was weird. It kind of freaks me out when I think of how healthy he is for his age compared to others, other than his knees I'm sure he could get up tomorrow and run a marathon. When he retried he told me over the past 35 years (give or take) at Hydro he had only had something like 14 sick days, like how ridiculous is that?!? I think over the past 2 years at school I've had more sick days than that! And just today as he was leaving to go teach at Red River he realized that over the last three years of classes he's never missed one either! I don't know how he stays so healthy, it’s not like he's one of those super sanitized people, like he washes his hands before he eats and everything, but that’s about it.

Now that I come to think of it I should have called this blog sick dad, or something more suiting like that. But that’s just so boring and predictable, when you started reading I bet you didn't think I was going to be talking about my dad the whole time did you! Haha well I tricked you!

Long Time

Things that have happened in my life since I last posted a blog (in no particular order):

1. I got a new toothbrush
2. I painted my room purple
3. Our computer crashed and we lost everything
4. I bought an ipod
5. I got a fever of 101.3, missed three days of school and slept more than I thought was possible
6. I finally leaned how to close on my own at work
7. I went to Fruit's concert with Tom
8. I did my first CBG in Kidventure and taught Cynthia's class
9. I got a ticket to Xavier Rudd's concert on November 21st
10. I kind of have this problem where I have to end lists on multiples of five so I just had to throw this in there to make 10 since I have nothing else to say because I really do have quite a boring life

For all of those who were wondering my bite is healing quite well.

"Teachers are not supposed to bite their students!"

As I was about to hand in an assignment today I realized there were two staples in it that didn't need to be there, but my teacher had already grabbed the other half of the assignment (I was still hanging on to my half). So I kindly asked for it back when he said why? I responded there are staples in it and I want to take them out and re-staple it properly, he proceeded to rip it out of my hands, but I held on tight. The next thing I know he is bent over about to bite my hand in order to make me let go. I didn't actually think he would do it so I held my grasp on the paper and waited for the next thing. And the next thing was the bite! "What the heck! Did you just bite me?" I said in a loud voice (not quite a yell but pretty loud, but in my defense it was completely expectable in this situation!) "Teachers are not supposed to bite their students!" I said. He proceeded to laugh as if this was an everyday occurrence, but he let go of my paper, so he must have realized what he did to some extent. After he let go I took out the staples and went to his desk to staple it properly when I looked down at knuckle where he had bitten me it was bleeding! I couldn't believe it! As if a teacher just bit my hand and now it’s bleeding! I spoke loudly a little more at him and handed in my paper. For the rest of the class anytime he said something to me I would remind him that he just bit me. It didn't really seem to faze him. Oh the joys of highschool with Humphrey. Not many could get away with such an act!

100 things...

I thought it was about time to post my 100 things list. So here it is:

rockets
pj's
Bobbie pins
coke
pitas
glasses
cell phones
sharpies
spork
book

cottage
coconut
babies
church
school
drawing
bikini
zip lock bags
slippers
fire

garage
snow
hoodie
flip-flops
sharpened pencil
movies
lipsle
Chloe
old keys
my "Good Morning Sunshine" mug

purple crayon
Simpson’s
radio
scotch tape
The Lion King
table cloth
hair
calendar
coupons
toilet paper

plastic bags
skittle package book marks
instant mashed potatoes
canoes
tarps
cliff jumping
sun burn
make up
blanket
stuffed animals

blog
folk fest
piano
flute
mangoes
whistle
Egypt
eyelashes
boat
showers

picture frames
hamster
the letter "K"
alarm clock
smirk
sea food
fingernails
ruler
geography
turtle

dance badminton
shoes
seaweed
black sheets
stationwaggon
Belgium
children’s bible
sneeze
22 Chesham Cove
ankle socks

plastic gloves
rice crispy cake
Tetris
coffee
piercing
monkey
bladder
fructis
Nivea
Star constellations

cumulus clouds
weeping willows
video camera
sisters
stupid movies
wokie wok- which is out of St. Vital mall :(
tweezers
cuddling
marathon
underwear

10 Things That Suck

1. I’m officially sick. I've been holding it off for a while now, while everyone else around me got sick and then got better I kept it away, but now, only now I get sick, when everyone else feels great. Also my lips are always dry because my nose is plugged so I am forced to breath through my mouth.
2. I have to work tomorrow. If you don't already know, I work at Extreme Pita. It is not a good job to be doing if you are sick, I don't think people will appreciate a sick person making their food. So if you were planning to come to the Extreme Pita on St. Mary's tomorrow evening, don't.
3. My alarm broke this morning, and started randomly beeping and buzzing at 7:00 am this morning, and I was not ready to get up yet. And then, since it broke, I slept in and had to run to catch the bus.
4. I went to Zeller's today to get only 3 items; shampoo, conditioner and face wash. Well I went and came back with a whole bunch of stuff I didn't need and not what I did need. Well I still got shampoo and conditioner, but not the kind I wanted, and they didn't have any Nivea Women products at all. It sucked.
5. My friend has a car, and she is supposed to be driving me to school, but she does not have her license, she failed her test and could only reschedule for October 11th, so I have to continue taking the bus until then.
6. Jackie Green was supposed to come to Winnipeg, November 21st and he had to cancel his tour because something happened, and I was looking forward to seeing him as I have listened to him many times with out really seeing him (well okay he was at folk fest 2 years ago but he only played two songs, and I was forced to listen to a whole bunch of other (not quite crap) people in-between those two songs).
7. I was waiting for my hot chocolate to cool down a bit before I drank it as I typed this, and I just had a sip of it and now it is not hot enough, and I'm much to lazy to go heat it up.
8. I keep missing The Amazing Race because it is on Sundays, and I work on Sunday and I keep forgetting to ask Kim to tape it for me and now it's been two weeks that I've missed. I should probably start doing something about it instead of just complaining.
9. I still have math homework to do for tomorrow. I don't think it will get done tonight though, maybe at spare tomorrow. I dunno, we'll see.
10. I kind of have a stomach ache, on top of being sick because my hot chocolate was getting too cold and I drank it too fast.

absolutely nothing

I have nothing to say, but I thought I would let you all know I'm still here.

Those Little Con-artists

As I was on the bus yesterday going to work, right across from CJS two teen-age boys get on the bus, okay, nothing unusual. The first one comes on, carrying a skate board, and gives his transfer to the bus driver, and sometime during the pass (whether intentionally or unintentionally) the transfer was dropped. No big deal, the bus driver picks it up and reads it, a second later he calls back to the first boy and says this transfer is three days old, do you have another one? By this time the second boy has showed his transfer and has started to walk to the back of the bus, and as the first boy passes the second a swift hand movement was made behind the skateboard and the first boy had a valid transfer. As he walked to the front of the bus he pretended to rummage around in his pocket looking for the proper transfer. When he "finds it" he hands it to the bus driver and all it well.

Okay so I think, a bus transfer, not that big a deal, he just didn't have the money on him. But what will happen to these boys next? Where will they be in 5 or 10 years?

Fall...

Today I wore sweats, a long sleeve shirt, a big hoodie, and my winter boots. I was a little too cold yesterday, and I was fed up! As I walked to the bus stop at quarter after eight this morning I could feel the arms of my glasses pressed against my face, and getting increasingly colder as I walked. And sure enough when I stepped into the warmth of the bus they fogged, only a little, but they still fogged. This to me is the sigh of fall finally and absolutely being here. No going back now. Even though we had a good summer this year, I am still not ready for winter. Maybe it won't be so bad once my friend gets her license and can pick me up instead of walking to the bus and waiting forever outside...

My bizarre Friday

On my spare I met a new girl, she has been hanging out with our group for a while now but I had never officially met her, so she hung out with me and a few other people on my spare. Her name is Chelsea, and she is very nice. I like her. So after spare I went to math (nothing special about math!) and then after math I was talking to everyone in the hall and found out that Chelsea was going out for supper that evening, and then she invited me. So I caught the bus with a few of my friends, and we were sitting right at the front and were just talking about what was happening that night, and what everyone was doing, and all of a sudden we hear the bus driver talking and at first we thought he was on a cell phone or something and then we realized he was making fun of home many times we said "like" in a sentence. Then he just started talking with us and joking around! At one point he was turning a corner and it was just difficult because it was a bus! And one of my friends remarked "I could never drive a bus, I would end up hitting people!" At this point there was another car coming around the corner and the bus driver was like, "here let’s freak this guy out!" and he started driving like straight at him! Then he said "well no ones going to take on a bus, it's like 10 feet high and 18 feet long, coming straight at you!" it was really funny, so for the rest of the ride he was just telling us story's about being a bus driver. When I got home I got ready to go out for supper and then went over to my friend Alie's house, whose parents were going to drive us to Chelsea's house where, apparently, a limo was picking up and taking up to pasta la vista. So as her parents were driving us to Chelsea's house, Chelsea called and said that she was in the hospital with her grandma and she didn't know what was happening, so at that point we were already by Glenlawn, so we told her we would go over to Reilly’s house (my other friend who was coming with us) and wait there until she knew what was happening. After about half an hour we went to Chelsea’s house, where a limo was waiting outside when we got dropped off. While everyone was frantically running around, changing putting on make up and getting ready, two guys came in, and I was like who are these guys? Later I found out that one guy was her brother and the other was his friend (Pat and Taylor). So once everyone was ready we all got into the limo, where Taylor popped the cork from a champagne bottle out the sunroof, and preceded to pass this bottle of champagne around the car too all of us. The restaurant part of the night was relatively normal, other than I found out that these guys knew Kim (my sister) from Glenlawn. After supper we got picked up by the limo and went to a friend’s house, where there were a bunch of people. It was really great there; everyone was drinking and smoking except for me and Alie. It was weird to see all my friends high and drunk. It was sad, I felt like I was in a movie as they passed the bong around the table, all taking a turn on it. Alie decided just to sleep over at my house, the only problem was getting a ride home, no one had a car, or could legally drive. The night continued until about 1:00 when we finally got a ride home with a guy, who was not drunk, not high, had his official license, and a car. I was tired. So we came to my house and just went to bed. It was a pretty bizarre day.

Really?

Grade Eleven Pre-Calculus Mathematics Cumulative Exercises
Exercise 2: Graphs of Quadratic Functions 1
Question #10:
If one man can jump a stream that is 3 meters wide, how wide a stream can 5 men jump?

When I saw this question I was stunned and speechless. I didn't know how to react or how to answer such a stupid question. My response was ummmm..... So after I got over my shock I looked in the answer book. Do you want to know what the answer was?!? It depends on how far each man can jump. That was it. Now really, who made this book? #1 Is that question really worthy of being in a Grade Eleven Pre-Calculus book? #2 Is that really a worthy answer to a question in a Grade Eleven Pre-Calculus Book? #3 Are you serious?!?

Make me smile

-As I rode the bus home from work I saw a man standing on his driveway eating an apple, as he proudly watched his new sprinkler water his lawn.
-Chole was at our house today. I was lying on the fouton on our deck when she came and jumped up on it and fell asleep with me, her breath smelt but she was pleasantly warm, and her gestures comforted me.
-My dad left on a bike trip this morning while I was sleeping on the fathom, even though I had said goodbye to him twice already he took the time to say it to me once more before he left.
-Children get so excited about everything, even making a PITA.
-I have reached my summer goal, to raise one thousand dollars towards our Europe trip. I currently have $1 , a number I am greatly proud of.

Last Day

Today was my last day of work at Mirlycourtois. It was good. A fairly busy lunch, but not stupid running around like crazy monkeys busy; just good. Then in the evening there was a wedding that I worked at. The weddings there are weird. There have been two in the time that I have worked there. It's weird. I don't know why anyone would want to get married there. The reception fine, that makes sense to me, but the actual ceremony, with everyone just standing there. I dunno about that. Anyways, it went really well. I got off from lunch at three and went back at six, a much-appreciated break. It was an open bar, so lots of drinks, lots of stupid people, and lots of glasses to be dried. Mostly by me, though I did actually get to serve some hors d'oeuvres this time, and clear some dirty dishes from the guests. It was great! Well it's late, and Cor and I are going to the cottage tomorrow, as early as possible, which probably won’t be that early. But I better go anyways.

new stuff you don't care about

Ever since I got rid of my bunk beds (trust me it took a long time!) I haven't really been able to leave my room alone. I keep wanting to change it all around. I realized that's the kind of change I like, the change where I am in control, change that doesn't matter. For instance I have changed my room around three time this summer already, and now I'm going to paint it. The only trouble is I can't decide what colour. It's a green right now, and I really like green but I just don't like this particular shade slash I'm just sick of it after 8 years. I also just got a new duvet cover from IKEA so I have to take that into consideration, I was thinking of a blue, but I always think blue is overrated, and really is boring. Well enough about my stupid room, it's not like anyone cares about that but me.

I really wasn't excited about going back to school this year. Especially when I found out I had a "Timetable Conflict" because I thought I may have to drop a course that I didn't want to or I would have a crap messed up Timetable. So I made an appointment and went in to "Resolve the Conflict" and good news! Our school has a six day schedule but is made up of a two day rotation, so I happily found out that day one I have three classes in a row and then am done school for the day at 12:30 and day two I have four classes in a row and am done at 1:45! I couldn't believe it, I was so happy! So now I am slightly, not completely excited to go back but slightly, which is a lot better than not at all...right?

And finally, I went and got my hair cut. I have needed to for a while, even though it didn't really look like it, other than my "bangs" where a little long, the ends of my hair where dreadfully sick if not dead! So I got my self a little trim and some freshly cut bangs. I've always wanted to get front bangs, but have never really had the courage for some reason, so I've aliases just had side bangs, which were a little longer which made me feel better. But this time I ended up getting side bangs again but I kept making her cut them shorter and shorter, but they were still partially side bangs. Until when I got home I tried them out in the frontish and they fit, a little long so they're not completely in the front but just right. So this change also made me happier.

to change or not to change?

The tortures day of school have already begun. Yesterday I opened a letter telling me I had a timetable conflict, and had to call to book an appointment to fix it. The same thing happened last year, except last year I felt a lot different about it. It's weird to remember those feelings, especially when the same thing is happening to me a year later and I feel so different about it. Last year I was excited, a little scarred, worried and made Kim come with me because I didn't know my way around the school, or who I was supposed to talk to. This year I am frustrated that they are wasting me time, mad that they couldn't fix it themselves, which means I will probably have to drop a course like last year, and I am inconveniently stopping there by myself on the way to work. It's weird how much your life changes in only a year, I can never decide if I like change or not. Sometimes I think it’s exciting and sometime I just want things to say the same forever. Like if we were ever to move, yeah it would be exciting, I could choose my own room, instead of being placed in it when I was an infant and had no choice in the matter. I could decorate it so it didn't look like a 10 year olds room. I might have to go to a new school, I would get to meet new people, and we would get rid of so much junk I wouldn’t know what to do with it. It seems exciting, but I would get tired of it, it wouldn't be home, it wouldn't be comfortable, it wouldn’t be my stupid ten year old room, it wouldn't be our junk filled house, it wouldn't be my birth place... It wouldn't be 22 Chesham Cove. It would never really be home, no matter how long we lived there. Even thinking about it makes me a little sad. And yet excited. Some of my friends think it’s weird that I have never moved, I think it's weird that they have moved so many times and have adapted to it so quickly, making the house they are in their home.

Every time

It amazes me every time how much a pile shrinks when you fold it.

My Stupid Ear

As some of you know I recently got two more holes stabbed though my body. Since the earrings they were originally pierced with were a little small I changed them to a longer pair that I owned, and I guess I didn’t clean them well enough, or else the place that pierced them didn’t have me properly sterilized, because they did look like they were swelling to me before, in fact I changed them because they were getting tight. So the next day they were looking a little red... no problem that’s happened before, I must have just slept on them wrong or something. And then the next day my whole ear was so red and swollen I couldn't believe it, so I gave them both a good clean and I thought they would be fine, but long story short, they weren't. So I got Kim to clean them off, and she said it was only the one that was really bad and that I better take it out, and HOLY CRAP!! It hurt so much I almost fainted, so we cleaned them all off and everything and me being the smart person I am decided that maybe if I just put it in really loosely it would be fine and it would just heal up. So I went through the whole fainting thing again, and after that I decided I better just take it out, and now I’m really mad, because I didn't want to take it out. I still want to just find something that is really loose and put it in but I dint have anything that is loose and wont hurt to get in so now I don't know what to do, and I really want my earring back!

Tom and My Exciting Life

For those of you who still read my blog, and haven't been told by Kim already, yes Tom and I have decided to become "a couple." Just thought I would get that out there. But other than that there isn't anything really exciting happening in my life at this moment. I started work on Tuesday again, after a pretty good two week holiday. I think next week I will be starting my training at Extreme Pita in the evenings so I can work there during the school year since Mirlycourtois is too far away, and I would only be able to work Friday and Saturday nights there which would really suck. So besides all that which isn't even all that exciting there is nothing. I'll be starting school soon, but that's not even new and exciting this year. I guess I'll be off to finish watching Pirates of the Caribbean with Cor.

Mona

A girl from Hong-Kong is coming to stay with our family for the winter while she goes to school. She is a friend of Kim's, though I don't know how she met her, maybe she went to Prov or something, I'm not sure. I am pretty excited for her to come though because Kim had two friends from Hong-Kong from Prove last year and they came out to our cottage for thanksgiving weekend and I liked them, they were really funny and interesting. They thought us this awesome game called Kongi, it's kind of like jacks except you play with stones. Well anyway it's really cool. I hope she's nice and funny and stuff to, I've heard her on the answering phone. She seems nice. Oh by the way her name is Mona, I didn't just randomly choose to call by blog Mona for no reason. Just to let you know.

Birthday Road Trip!

My three sisters and my favourite brother-in-law went on a short road trip this past week to visit our Grandparents in Penticton BC. We left Winnipeg Saturday night and drove 26 hours straight though to Penticton, with a short birthday breakfast with our Aunt and Uncle in Calgary. Since it was only a four day visit we had to cram the day with fun exciting adventures. There were quite a few things we did so my three favourite were (1) Renting bikes and riding up the mountain along the old train tracks. (2) Mini-golfing (which I won by the way! woohoo!!) and (3) Going out for supper at a super cool place in Summerland which I completely forget the name of, but it was delicious. Then we left Friday morning at about 9:30 in order to make it to the IKEA in Calgary before it closed, and stopped there for about an hour and then drove straight thought the night back home. We got home around 1:30 or 2:00 and then Pam, Corrie and I went to see Over the Hedge at 3:30. So overall it was an awesome road trip and a great visit with my grandparents, and a wonderful Birthday!

Run.

I went for a run the other night. First one since the marathon. I can't believe it's been over a month already. At one point during my run there were no sounds except me, no cars, no bikes, no people at all; just me. The pounding of my feet against the concrete kept track of my breathing; in-two-three-out-two-three-in-two-three-out-two-three. The wind blowing past my ears as I pushed forward, the beating of my heart in the back of my head and the crickets chirping in the grass. This is all I could hear. About a week ago Corrie was talking to me about how people say running is so relaxing, how they go for a run when they are angry or stressed and it calms them down. And she asked me if this was true. I didn't know what to say really, I'm sure it calms some people down, but I never really thought that it calmed me down, but I realized that it does put me in a good mood, most of the time. Especially if I go for a run when I feel like running, and I only go as far as I feel like going, and I go as fast or as slow as I feel like going. This is when i really enjoy running, this is when running relaxes me, this is when I feel alive and like I can accomplish exactbly what I want to accomplish in life.

A purposeful life is living a life of purpose.

Right Now...

I am reading Bridget Jones's Diary
My dad and Kim are at a wedding rehearsal
I am listening to Coldplay, Square One
I want to be listening to Jermy FIsher
I am on msn but not talking to anyone
My mom is upstairs reading on the futon on the deck
There is a very annoying cricket outside
I am thinking that I need to make a resume for Extreme Pita
I want a popsicle
There is an empy box of Fins au Ble infront of me, and I want some
My glasses have a smudge on them
I'm going to go watch some t.v. or maybe a movie

things

Things I Hate:
Freshly shaved legs
Water when you're expecting coke
Coconut
Sleeping in later than 10:00 a.m.
Our phone downstairs
Crest toothpaste
Long nails
clothes that smell like campfire when your back at home
Wet wool in my mouth
Eating so much candy my mouth hurts
Loosing my contact in my eyeball
Food in car smell
Corrie's Discman plug-in for her car
Country music
Kimmmmm
Freshly washed jeans
Deerfly bites (and any other bites)
Showers
Computers being retarded

Things I Love:
Freshly shaved legs
Bacon
Skittles
Evenness
and Unevenness (in the right places)
My cottage
Road trips
Folk Fest
Sneezes
Getting mail
Mangoes
Christmas
Canoe trips
Dreams
Kettle corn
Doing nothing/ whatever I want
The insoles I just got for my shoes at work
Chloe's stupidity
Watching old home videos
Our old boat that is now elsewhere
Playing Tetris till my fingers hurt

Randome Quotes

She rolled over. And then, oh joy, she was unable to move. She was, quite unexpectedly, more comfortable than she had ever been in her life. She focused on it so as not to forget the feeling. Yes, her body had chanced upon a position that made all other positions nonsense. Her limbs felt light with the luxury of it. The spaces between them were perfection. There was probably an equation for it. Every feather in her duvet had found its optimum position, and as for her pillow, it was a cloud. Her head seemed to be cushioned in cotton wool. All thoughts were clear here. All emotions profound. Was this what heaven felt like? Why, she thought, had this not happened ten hours ago? Why had she spent the entire night trying to get this comfortable? Why had she not tried this position? It was hardly complicated. Her body almost hummed with happiness. She was the closest she'd ever come to purring. It felt as if time had stood still.

Melissa Nathan -The Waitress-


When your own personal pigman comes, you may not regognize him at first. He may appear when you're shooting spitballs in your history class, or taking too many free mints from the cashier's desk at your local hamburger hangout. Your parents may even invite your pigman into your home from tea and crumpets or a tour of their waxed-wood floors. If he shakes your hand you sill feel a chill, but he'll warm you with his smile. He'll want you to be his friend, to follow him, and in his eyes you'll see angels and monsters. Your pigman will come to you when you need him most. He'll make you cry but teach you the greatest secret of life.

Paul Zindel -The Pigman-

Oh, Mr. Darcy

I watched the first half of the original Pride and Prejudice tonight for the first time. It was great, though I must say I was pretty restless after two and a half hours of the same movie. At first I was planning to watch both halfs tonight but I decided aginst it becuase I want to properly enjoy the greatness of it. It is odd to think that a few years ago I would hate when Pam and Cor would watch movies like Pride and Prejudice becuase I couldn't watch it with them since I hated them so much. Some times I am almost glad to grow up so I can enjoy different things, but at the same time not being able to enjoy the old things is a little bit sad. Corrie once told me that when she was younger she used to wonder what she would look like when she grew up, but she always just looked like herself. Me, being my stupidly wierd self, started thinking about this; you could just not look in a mirror for five or ten years, and in that time you would have grown up a quite a bit and it would be fun to see how you have changed. But that wouldn't be the same. I guess no one will really know what they look like when they "grow up" since you really are gowing up your whole life, until you die, so you couldn't really ever know what you are going to look like when you are "grown up" because you wouldnt konw when you would die. Sometimes I wonder why life is so confusing.

Mr. Zink

My old art teacher, from grades seven through to nine. He moved to Mexico last year and has been living there and teaching there for a year now. Apparently he is back in Winnipeg today so a few of my friends and I are planning to go see him. I'm pretty excited, he was one of my favourite teachers, but we're not sure when he is supposed to be at the school so all my friends are making me call my old school to find out when a teacher is comming in! This may be awkward..... haha, it was Mrs. Flakenburg, the secretary, I totally recognized her voice. That was weird. Well they didn't know when Mr. Zink was going to be there, so I guess we'll stop in and go see some of our other teachers and ask them if they know anything.

5 Years of Dirt

I cleaned Corrie's bathroom tonight, it was my rent for the week. It was disgusting, yet at the same time very satisfying. All together I'm pretty sure it took me about three and a half hours! If you have ever been in there you probably didn't think anything of it. But if you had moved about three things out of the way you would have thought otherwise. Her little rainforest-jungle was my personal favourite for the night. That is all.

End of Year Pleasures

I don't understad why the "first month" is January and the "last month" is December. It really doesn't make any sense at all to me, I think the first month should be September, and the last month, I guess would have to be August but I think it should really be June and then theres just two nothing months, they would still be in the calendar but... I dont actually know what I'm talking about, and thats why I didn't invent the calendar! It would be so messed up no one would be able to understand it, including me! Well anyways I thinks June is one of my favourite months, everything wraps it self up and finishes it's self off. For me anyways, not so much for the people who work. So far I have finished piano lessons, written my exams, ran in the marathon and began my summer job. It's quite refreshing actually, knowing I will be able to start all over again; "Maybe I wont get myself into such a mess again," I hopefully think to myself. "Maybe, just maybe I will do all my home work, study for tests, keep my binders organized,pratice my piano every week and hopefully I will get a part time job and be able to save my money instead of spend money I don't have." But I know it will never happen, my binders will be a mess, I will never be ready for a piano lesson, and I will surely forget about half of my tests and will only study for half of the ones that I actually remeber. I will freak out the day befor an exam, and I will drink too much coke, and watch too many movies and too much tv. I don't know why I can't just accept that it will never change, but I can't. There is and always will be that small glimmer of hope, which I guess is good, everyone needs hope. Well I must pull myself away to wath another movie, and enjoy some coke.

My Saturday

Oh almost summer Saturdays! You are so boring and yet I love you so much! I did absolutly nothing today, I think i lied on my deck for most of it actually, it was great. I do have to go for a run sooner or later, but I'm just waiting for it to cool down a little bit so I don't get heat stroke or something. My book reading goal is going well. So far i have read The Giver, Life of Pi, Can You Keep a Secret?, Inkheart, and I'm almost done Dragon Rider. Though I feel like I'm missing a book out for some reason and I can't think of it at all. Oh well, it's not like whoever you are reading this really cares what books I read anyway. I am going for my fisrt job interview on Wednesday, at Mirlycourtois, a french restaraunt that Corrie works at. I'm kindof excited I guess, I didn't actually want a job this summer but i need to start raising money for our Europe trip, which I am very excited for even though it's still more than two years away. Man this clock is off so bad! It always say's I posted a blog like 2 hours befor I actually did it's really annoying.

Goals in Life

A few weeks ago at TYN we did a Bible Study and one of the things we had to do was create a list of things we wanted to do in life before we die, mine went like this:
1. go bungi jumping
2. travel the world or at least a few cool places
3. learn singh language
4. raise a monkey
5. fill a pool with yogurt and go swimming in it
6. learn french
7. raise a family
8. dive the 10 meter
9. learn to write with my left hand
10. run the full marathon
11. shave my head at least once
12. fly a plane
13. get a tattoo
14. be able to walk on my hands
15. get abs

Sick :(

I am sick. It sucks. I'm feeling better now but I didn't go to church this morning and I didn't eat all day. I just had a piece of toast a while ago. Flamatics is meeting upstairs. I made a new goal for myself. But it's a totally possible, non-ridicules, resonable goal. Unlike these goals people set for themselfs that are retarded like ummm..... I want to loose fifty bigilion pounds by tomorrow. Or I want to become some stupid champion at a unherad of sport or something. People are always setting these goals for them selves and are never able to accomplish them and then feel like crap because they couldn't do it. I've never really been a big goal setter but I decided over spring break to try to read a book a week. But if it is an exeptionally busy weeek or long book, I guess over 5 hundred pages, I am allowed to have more time. I always seem to read like 20 books over the summer and liek 5 over christams break and like 3 oover spring break but as soon as school starts I basically stop reading altogether. I guess because I am so preoccupied with other things, but I dont like it, I wish I could read more. So I am going to start. I'm reading a book called Can You Keep A Secret? So far its pretty good. Pam gave it to me to read. So I bid you farwell to go read my book.

Spring Break!

Yee-haw! Spring Break!! I'm really sick of school and am enjoying spring break even though I haven't even done anything yet. I'm going to visit my Aunt tomorrow morning. We're leaving at 6:00 am and driving to Verdin. So anyways, we're meeting her in Verdin too look at some houses because she is moving there and then driving to Grenfell Saskatchewan. Woo-hoo Saskatchewan! Thats about all I've got planned for spring break. Well thats it for now. I still need to do a science project but I'll put it off for a few more days yet. Actually I probably wont even end up doing it.

blogblogblog..

Why hello my fellow blogmates! Je suis Becky. Latley I have been trying to teach myself to type, mostly because all the inconsiderate people in my elementary school didn't think of it. So who better to type to than losers like me who have nothing really better to do than read blogs? So here I am typing to no one in particular. It's all good, I finially get the concept of blogs now after about my fifth try! Okay, maybe not quite five but I was getting up there. Well this week has been rather hecktic, schools very busy and my life outside of school too, but mostly school. So I bet a few of you are wondering about the Sally-Joe thing eh? Well since about grade 6 maybe 7 I have gaind a few too many pounds, not that I'm unhappy with myself or think I'm fat,I just have a little pot-belly, (those of you who don't beleive me can confirm this issue with Kim) so one day I thought it would be fun to name it, and I happend to be with Kristen Postma and she just blurted out Sally-Joe! So I though ahh yeah obveously! Thats a pretty awesome pot-belly name! So there you have it, pot-belly Sally-Joe. And I like it.