You Know You’re From Ontario When…
"Vacation" means going to Barrie for the weekend.
You know several people who have hit deer with their cars more than once.
You often switch from "heat" to "A/C" in the same day.
You use a down comforter in the summer.
You think of the major food groups as deer meat, fish, and berries.
There are 7 empty cars running in the parking lot at the Canadian Tire store at any given time.
Your provincial capital calls in the army to help clean up after a snow storm.
Your $400,000 Toronto home is actually a dump
You, and you, alone decide who will win the federal election
You’re in the only province with hard-core American-style crime
MuchMusic’s Speaker’s Corner - rant and rave on national TV for a dollar
Baseball fans park on your front lawn and pee on the side of your house
You know there’s no such thing as an Ontario Seperatist
Lots of tourists come to Toronto because they mistakenly believe it’s a cool city
You have enough French vocabulary to get by some of the day in Ottawa without them thinking that you’re a completly incapable American.
You find -40C a little chilly.
You voted Liberal in the last election.
You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Ontario.
I got this in an email, and decided to share it.If you consider it a sport to gather your food by drilling through 36 inches of ice and sitting there all day hoping that the food will swim by, you might live in Ontario. If you're proud that your region makes the national news 96 nights each year because Wawa is the coldest spot in the nation, you might live in Ontario. If your local Dairy Queen is closed from September through May, you might live in Ontario. If you instinctively walk like a penguin for six months out of the year, you might live in Ontario. If your dad's suntan stops at a line curving around the middle of his forehead, you might live in Ontario. If you have worn shorts and a parka at the same time, you might live in Ontario. If you have had a lengthy telephone conversation with someone who dialed a wrong number, you might live in Ontario. ********************************************************************* YOU KNOW YOU ARE A TRUE Ontarian: 1. "Vacation" means going South past London for the weekend.
2. You measure distance in hours.
3. You know several people who have hit a deer more than once.
4. You often switch from "heat" to "A/C" in the same day and back again.
5. You can drive 65 mph through 2 feet of snow during a raging blizzard, without flinching.
6. You design your kid's Halloween costume to fit over a snowsuit.
7. Driving is better in the winter because the potholes are filled with snow.
8. You know all 4 seasons: almost winter, winter, still winter, and road construction.
9. Your idea of creative landscaping is a statue of a Deer next to your blue spruce.
10. Down South to you means Toronto.
11. Your 1st of July picnic was moved indoors due to frost.
12. You have more miles on your snow blower than your car.
13. You find 0 degrees "a little chilly."
14. You actually understand these jokes, and you forward them to all your friends in Ontario
2009-11-17
2009-11-10
....
Contrary to popular belief... I did not have a good weekend.
It is now Tuesday, and if I could go back to bed right now, I most likely would go, and stay there for an entire week.
I have to go to the clinic to get something to calm myself down, cause my behaviour is apparently getting a little ridiculous.
They have me convinced that I have bipolar disorder, but I'm not so sure.
I know that I have concentration issues, and I find it increasingly difficult to keep on task, but..
Now, I forgot what I was going to say. Forget this post. Ugh. I can't think anymore.
It is now Tuesday, and if I could go back to bed right now, I most likely would go, and stay there for an entire week.
I have to go to the clinic to get something to calm myself down, cause my behaviour is apparently getting a little ridiculous.
They have me convinced that I have bipolar disorder, but I'm not so sure.
I know that I have concentration issues, and I find it increasingly difficult to keep on task, but..
Now, I forgot what I was going to say. Forget this post. Ugh. I can't think anymore.
2009-11-06
Just thought I would share...
So, I just thought I would share this..
I keep asking for a laptop because it's something I have been wanting for an extremely long time now, right? So, on facebook, I was all like:
My status: Laptop?
My uncle: Selfish.. can't you just do anything without expecting something in return?
Bryan (my friend): Ask the rest of the world that question. See what answer you get.
-I would have said something like: "You do anything and you expect the world to bow at your feet-
What I wasn't expecting, was my father's answer(who just randomly replied to my status) :<
Dad: My answer would be Christmas.
FIRST OF ALL!
I would never get a laptop for Christmas, it's not like anyone is willing to buy me one, even though things are going great in school, and not to mention, I am overly stressed because I have to find time to stay at school to complete assignments on time, and I work my best during the night, and I am not allowed to be on the computer past 11, and it's not like I have more than a half hour to do my homework. Ugh.
I keep asking for a laptop because it's something I have been wanting for an extremely long time now, right? So, on facebook, I was all like:
My status: Laptop?
My uncle: Selfish.. can't you just do anything without expecting something in return?
Bryan (my friend): Ask the rest of the world that question. See what answer you get.
-I would have said something like: "You do anything and you expect the world to bow at your feet-
What I wasn't expecting, was my father's answer(who just randomly replied to my status) :<
Dad: My answer would be Christmas.
FIRST OF ALL!
I would never get a laptop for Christmas, it's not like anyone is willing to buy me one, even though things are going great in school, and not to mention, I am overly stressed because I have to find time to stay at school to complete assignments on time, and I work my best during the night, and I am not allowed to be on the computer past 11, and it's not like I have more than a half hour to do my homework. Ugh.
TGIF
Thank God It's Friday.
This is sooo true.
I really am glad it's friday today.
So, this morning, like usual I had to be late for school, once again. Woke up at 8, the time I’m supposed to be leaving for school at. Not really all that troubling, considering I knew that in my first class, all we would be doing is reading comics and then trying to make a comic that resembles married life, or something of the sort.
Which is all okay with me, I don’t mind reading comics. It’s the drawing part that bothered me, because I never really knew how to draw in the first place. I can’t draw worth anything, but my teacher was all like, “I am not evaluating your drawing skills, just the message that comes out of the comic itself.” I was like, “Okay, but what if the message isn’t clear because the drawing is so messed-up?” She didn’t say a word, but I think she might have said something along the lines of: “Just try your best, and see what happens.”
So I didn’t end up at school until around 9:30, meaning that my first class teacher was already well into her class, and she was, when I got there. Truth be told, I only had time to read the newspaper comics before the bell rang and we had to leave. Which is alright with me, because you know… my artistic talents… :P
Let’s just say, thank god for Friday. Although, I know it’s not going to get any better throughout the weekend, because unlike everyone else, I always have something I have to do, and I never get to sleep as much as I really want to. There’s always someone at my door, there’s always someone who says I have to do this, and do that, and “Can you do me favors?” that it really drives you crazy. No wonder I’m always so exhausted. I’m so sleep deprived I don’t know what to do with myself anymore.
If you’re wondering about my love life, it’s non-existant. And I’m kind of glad for that, because I really don’t need a love life right now, with all the chaos that goes on. Plus, once I do hook up with someone, it’s just drama from then on and it’s just something that’s really not worth the work.
Brandon asked me how come I don’t have a boyfriend. I told him I didn’t know, but I know damn well why. It’s not that I’m not attractive, and it’s not because I don’t have personality, because I am attractive and I’ve been told I have a great personality and that I’m fun to be around and everyone’s mood brightens up when they are around me. I don’t have a boyfriend because there’s always something I have to do. I can’t have a boyfriend, because we would never hang out, never be with each other. Plus, things are so much easier to deal with single. I already have to deal with the nonsense of family and school and home.. which isn’t the same thing as family, by far not the same thing, that there’s just too much to do, and my brain and my heart can’t handle worrying about another person that’s supposed to be important to me and an important aspect in my life.
That’s why.
I’m excited to get my note for my 45 minute presentation yesterday afternoon. I like what I did and I’m so excited to see what my note is.
I still have to wait quite a while for it too, which bugs me a little. I know I did a good job, but sometimes when I think I did a good job, I am usually quite wrong.
I'm so bored right now, I think I might post something else soon.
This is sooo true.
I really am glad it's friday today.
So, this morning, like usual I had to be late for school, once again. Woke up at 8, the time I’m supposed to be leaving for school at. Not really all that troubling, considering I knew that in my first class, all we would be doing is reading comics and then trying to make a comic that resembles married life, or something of the sort.
Which is all okay with me, I don’t mind reading comics. It’s the drawing part that bothered me, because I never really knew how to draw in the first place. I can’t draw worth anything, but my teacher was all like, “I am not evaluating your drawing skills, just the message that comes out of the comic itself.” I was like, “Okay, but what if the message isn’t clear because the drawing is so messed-up?” She didn’t say a word, but I think she might have said something along the lines of: “Just try your best, and see what happens.”
So I didn’t end up at school until around 9:30, meaning that my first class teacher was already well into her class, and she was, when I got there. Truth be told, I only had time to read the newspaper comics before the bell rang and we had to leave. Which is alright with me, because you know… my artistic talents… :P
Let’s just say, thank god for Friday. Although, I know it’s not going to get any better throughout the weekend, because unlike everyone else, I always have something I have to do, and I never get to sleep as much as I really want to. There’s always someone at my door, there’s always someone who says I have to do this, and do that, and “Can you do me favors?” that it really drives you crazy. No wonder I’m always so exhausted. I’m so sleep deprived I don’t know what to do with myself anymore.
If you’re wondering about my love life, it’s non-existant. And I’m kind of glad for that, because I really don’t need a love life right now, with all the chaos that goes on. Plus, once I do hook up with someone, it’s just drama from then on and it’s just something that’s really not worth the work.
Brandon asked me how come I don’t have a boyfriend. I told him I didn’t know, but I know damn well why. It’s not that I’m not attractive, and it’s not because I don’t have personality, because I am attractive and I’ve been told I have a great personality and that I’m fun to be around and everyone’s mood brightens up when they are around me. I don’t have a boyfriend because there’s always something I have to do. I can’t have a boyfriend, because we would never hang out, never be with each other. Plus, things are so much easier to deal with single. I already have to deal with the nonsense of family and school and home.. which isn’t the same thing as family, by far not the same thing, that there’s just too much to do, and my brain and my heart can’t handle worrying about another person that’s supposed to be important to me and an important aspect in my life.
That’s why.
I’m excited to get my note for my 45 minute presentation yesterday afternoon. I like what I did and I’m so excited to see what my note is.
I still have to wait quite a while for it too, which bugs me a little. I know I did a good job, but sometimes when I think I did a good job, I am usually quite wrong.
I'm so bored right now, I think I might post something else soon.
2009-11-05
So, I was almost late for school, once again...
Staff always wants us to be clean all the time.
And I mean, it's great, Hygiene is great. To be clean is great.
But our bedrooms is our sanctuary and we aren't allowed one thing out of place.
Now I think this is going mildly overboard considering that I can't necessarily function without a little bit of chaos going around in my bedroom. I could understand if I was in an apartment and my bedroom only consisted of a bed, a dresser and a night stand, but the bedroom is all I got where I live, and a little bit of chaos never really hurt anyone, you know.
Plus, it's not like I can find anything in a room that looks so sanitarily perfect. I don't think any young adult can.
I feel like I'm stuck on a really boring reality show, like somehow there's a bunch of cameras and like, people are watching me on the big screen or something.
So I was late this morning because I ended up having to clean up my room after looking frantically for my uniform, because there's not enough room to be clean and organised.. I don't have a closet, i have a storage thing, so it's hard to find things easily. This is why I wanted a room with a closet. What kind of girl doesn't have a closet in her room, I mean, honestly. These things are essential!
And I mean, it's great, Hygiene is great. To be clean is great.
But our bedrooms is our sanctuary and we aren't allowed one thing out of place.
Now I think this is going mildly overboard considering that I can't necessarily function without a little bit of chaos going around in my bedroom. I could understand if I was in an apartment and my bedroom only consisted of a bed, a dresser and a night stand, but the bedroom is all I got where I live, and a little bit of chaos never really hurt anyone, you know.
Plus, it's not like I can find anything in a room that looks so sanitarily perfect. I don't think any young adult can.
I feel like I'm stuck on a really boring reality show, like somehow there's a bunch of cameras and like, people are watching me on the big screen or something.
So I was late this morning because I ended up having to clean up my room after looking frantically for my uniform, because there's not enough room to be clean and organised.. I don't have a closet, i have a storage thing, so it's hard to find things easily. This is why I wanted a room with a closet. What kind of girl doesn't have a closet in her room, I mean, honestly. These things are essential!
2009-10-23
My name is DEXTER.
There are people around me that I would love to yell at right now.
It's really hard to do a psychology paper when there are so many people talking right now, it's hard to concentrate.
I had to use every fiber of my being to wake up this morning. I really did not want to get up.
It's not like I was tired or anything, it was just the fact of actually having to face the day. It wasn't something I was actually looking forward to doing.
I still don't want to face the day, but here I am, at school, really wishing I was home again.
But I don't want to walk all the way there... it's a little long and extremely cold when you're in the beginning of a Northern winter without a coat.
It's true, I don't own a coat.
It would be nice if I did own a coat, you know. And one that was actually nice, so I don't have to look like a total retard, or have people notice that I'm super poor and can't seem to afford things I need.
It really isn't all that fair, when you think about it.
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Some guy is bashing Twilight, and I don't blame him. It's beginning to be a fad, and nothing else. He says it's badly written and every one in the book speaks the same way, and Bella's detective work is slightly extraordinary considering generations of people have been living in Forks, and yet Bella, who only just moved there, figures it all out that Edward and his "family" are vampires.
How coincidental.
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Things are getting stressful at the house again. There are just some people that I wouldn't like to be around at all. They are annoying, and do nothing but complain about everything - not to mention swear, and call everyone a bitch. Or, wonder LOUDLY "Who spiked their BITCH FLAKES".
Honestly, I don't care who spiked whose bitch flakes. The only thing I'm conserned about is doing what I have to do, and getting on with my life. I don't care about the other residents' issues, I don't care what was on CSI, Criminal Minds, or Grey's last night. I don't even care what happened with you and your boyfriend. I just want to live my life, and that's all I want to do at this point.
You know what, she should get her own blog and complain about everything there. Isn't that what all the cool kids are doing these days?
I'm just glad I don't have an chores tonight, because it leaves more time for sleep.
I don't know why I am always feeling so sleep deprived lately. I just want to stay in my bed and just lay there.
Yesterday, we had a meeting about H1N1. The staff explained to us proper handwashing. The last truth about this is that most of the residents do not know how to properly wash their hands.
It's not that hard. You can wash your hands to the tune to "Happy Birthday". Remember, not the fast way, but the normal, syllabic way.
They had also informed us that if we felt sick, that we should inform them and our temperature should be taken. Also, they would ask to take our temperature if they felt that we looked sick.
Trouble is, they haven't bothered me about it, and I've been secretly sick for three weeks now.
I've had a cough, fever, runny nose, headaches, you name it. For two weeks, I have been silently throwing up in front of them, but they don't notice because I'm always trying to keep it down.
I would do anything to stay in bed for days. It would be fantastic to be able to stay in bed and sleep all day. I want to stay in bed for YEARS if I could. I would give up food for this. I just want to sleep and sleep and sleep.
What I don't like is the fact that nothing is making me happy anymore. The fact that there are like, a pack of nerds around the chalkboard explaining some wierd theory, is a stereotypical nightmare. And something is wrong looking with some girl's face. They were talking about being able to talk to dogs, and now they are in a big debate about where the atom came from, and logically thinking what exactly started the big bang, and what the big bang was before it.. well, BANGed.
Ugh. Evolution. Another topic for another time.
It's really hard to do a psychology paper when there are so many people talking right now, it's hard to concentrate.
I had to use every fiber of my being to wake up this morning. I really did not want to get up.
It's not like I was tired or anything, it was just the fact of actually having to face the day. It wasn't something I was actually looking forward to doing.
I still don't want to face the day, but here I am, at school, really wishing I was home again.
But I don't want to walk all the way there... it's a little long and extremely cold when you're in the beginning of a Northern winter without a coat.
It's true, I don't own a coat.
It would be nice if I did own a coat, you know. And one that was actually nice, so I don't have to look like a total retard, or have people notice that I'm super poor and can't seem to afford things I need.
It really isn't all that fair, when you think about it.
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Some guy is bashing Twilight, and I don't blame him. It's beginning to be a fad, and nothing else. He says it's badly written and every one in the book speaks the same way, and Bella's detective work is slightly extraordinary considering generations of people have been living in Forks, and yet Bella, who only just moved there, figures it all out that Edward and his "family" are vampires.
How coincidental.
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Things are getting stressful at the house again. There are just some people that I wouldn't like to be around at all. They are annoying, and do nothing but complain about everything - not to mention swear, and call everyone a bitch. Or, wonder LOUDLY "Who spiked their BITCH FLAKES".
Honestly, I don't care who spiked whose bitch flakes. The only thing I'm conserned about is doing what I have to do, and getting on with my life. I don't care about the other residents' issues, I don't care what was on CSI, Criminal Minds, or Grey's last night. I don't even care what happened with you and your boyfriend. I just want to live my life, and that's all I want to do at this point.
You know what, she should get her own blog and complain about everything there. Isn't that what all the cool kids are doing these days?
I'm just glad I don't have an chores tonight, because it leaves more time for sleep.
I don't know why I am always feeling so sleep deprived lately. I just want to stay in my bed and just lay there.
Yesterday, we had a meeting about H1N1. The staff explained to us proper handwashing. The last truth about this is that most of the residents do not know how to properly wash their hands.
It's not that hard. You can wash your hands to the tune to "Happy Birthday". Remember, not the fast way, but the normal, syllabic way.
They had also informed us that if we felt sick, that we should inform them and our temperature should be taken. Also, they would ask to take our temperature if they felt that we looked sick.
Trouble is, they haven't bothered me about it, and I've been secretly sick for three weeks now.
I've had a cough, fever, runny nose, headaches, you name it. For two weeks, I have been silently throwing up in front of them, but they don't notice because I'm always trying to keep it down.
I would do anything to stay in bed for days. It would be fantastic to be able to stay in bed and sleep all day. I want to stay in bed for YEARS if I could. I would give up food for this. I just want to sleep and sleep and sleep.
What I don't like is the fact that nothing is making me happy anymore. The fact that there are like, a pack of nerds around the chalkboard explaining some wierd theory, is a stereotypical nightmare. And something is wrong looking with some girl's face. They were talking about being able to talk to dogs, and now they are in a big debate about where the atom came from, and logically thinking what exactly started the big bang, and what the big bang was before it.. well, BANGed.
Ugh. Evolution. Another topic for another time.
2009-10-13
This is Heaven
Outside, you stand
Snowflakes melting on your warmed lips
Cold creeping up on your hands
Like a demon on your heart
Wrapped warmly by your coat
You hum softly the words of a lullaby
Looking intently beyond your imagination
The world around you falls sleepily
Transforming into the happy place
You always knew existed
Soft clouds dancing around sun rays
You hear the birds call
The wind rustles
Trees swaying, to and fro
You know that you are home
For you, this is Heaven
Snowflakes melting on your warmed lips
Cold creeping up on your hands
Like a demon on your heart
Wrapped warmly by your coat
You hum softly the words of a lullaby
Looking intently beyond your imagination
The world around you falls sleepily
Transforming into the happy place
You always knew existed
Soft clouds dancing around sun rays
You hear the birds call
The wind rustles
Trees swaying, to and fro
You know that you are home
For you, this is Heaven
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