A little thing called life.

Looking for apartments is a hard thing to do. So many questions to ask, so many things to say, leaving you feeling like there’s always something missing. That maybe you should have asked one more question. On Monday, Rose and I viewed an apartment that I thought was perfect. It was large and beautiful. Some places of the house were fixer-uppers, but I didn’t think it was anything but small. We are going to see another two bedroom today at 3 pm. It’s located near the health unit which is great, and it’s also near the school which is also a good thing. It’s central, and that’s what I’m looking for. I don’t want to have to walk from Gormanville to get to where I need to go, which is where the one we’re viewing this evening at 7 pm. I would have to walk a lot, and nothing I know is around me, to make things easier. However, it is close to where Rose has to go, which manipulates her decision to think about what she wants, and less about what I want. But it’s okay, somehow it will all work itself out and things will get better. I hope.
Do I expect a lot from this place we’re seeing today? Not really. I expect it to be clean and big enough for the two of us. I also expect it to be available June 1st. This way, I will be able to get first and last and be able to stay there a while. I want to know that I will be stable. Have things fall into place the way they were meant to fall into place.

If we don’t get either apartment I don’t know what we are going to do. Things have a way of going wrong, and I have a thing for really disliking disappointment.

Oh well.

So what are my duties for this week? I have to finish my second progress report in English by Tuesday. Also, I have to finish my rough draft in French by Tuesday. And I have a math test today that I am pretty sure I’m not going to get completely right on. Which is okay, because I have a lot on my mind, a lot of things to do and I can’t keep putting everything on my shoulders. Life doesn’t work that way. It could, but I would be completely stressed out and malfunctioning completely by the time I’m 25 and that’s not right. After all, I have the rest of my life to live.
I should be doing my work right now but I feel like I should vent a little. Write a few things down to get out of my head to be able to concentrate on a few other more important things. I mean, school is very important, don’t get me wrong. But there’s this other thing called “Real Life” that constitutes to being a little bit more important. I mean, I am trying to establish something that I will be working on for the rest of my life. I’m trying to start my life better. Trying to make sure that at the end of the day, I have a safe place to call home, and something to call mine.

Hopefully things will work out with a roommate. This means, however, that we will have to establish a long set of rules and make sure both of us follow them, but I think that will be okay. She’ll be working most of the time, which means, I will have to be in charge of most of the housework, which is semi fine with me, because I’ll be home most of the time. But, I am not touching her things, her bedroom, or anything like that. Can’t afford to have her suspect something gone missing just because I decided to dust the dressers.

Oh, and today they are having a talent show at school, and I’ll have to miss it. Not looking forward to the thing that I was looking forward to seeing, being taken away from me because I have to go see apartments instead. But hey, I get dinner in the process and that’s fine with me. I wonder what’s for dinner tonight. I hope it’s not spaghetti. I can’t stand to have that anymore. Maybe something homemade. Mm. Anyways, I have to go get to Physics now. Something tells me I am not going to have fun there. But hey, I have French after that and even then I don’t want to do anything. Then there’s lunch, but I don’t have one today.. and then there’s Math and then I have to NOT go to the talent show.. cause of the stupid apartment viewing. Yay.

So here I am again. How lovely it is to see that I am still, in fact here. And normal.
Okay, not quite.
I kissed my ex last night.
It seems I'm going through this whole different process that really isn't making sense to me, making me very, very confused. Like how in Math class, I keep looking at this guy. And I mean, I feel.. flirty. I NEVER feel flirty. It's not just math class, when I walk around and see him, I feel all.. wierd inside. It sounds like a crush thing but I don't think it is. Has to be more about it then that.
I'm not myself. I'm flirty, dangerous.. I'm going to get myself in trouble one of these days, I know it.

I know one thing. This song has been my song of the day for 2 days now.

Emmy Rossum - Slow Me Down lyrics LyricsMode.com

Hiking, moving and the whole damn thing.

What am I doing with my life? I’m so confused on what I’m going to do it’s rediculous. If I could think about one thing I would like to accomplish come the 1st, I would think it would be to get an apartment. At least get some place to live, and figure out everything else. So right now I have everything I could need. Lies. I don’t. There’s so many other things I could need to have that I don’t have that might be important to have.
So what did I do this weekend? I went hiking for the first time down at Duchesney Falls. They are beautiful. Especially when you fall a few feet into them. Okay, that’s not exactly true. I was hiking up a steep hill because I somehow got off the trails, and I lost my footing. Meanwhile, I’m wearing this 20 pound hiking backpack with a tent and other supplies added onto it on the outside. So, picture me, with that backpack, hiking up some steep hill. So of course I would have lost my footing. Instincts told me to grab something to hold myself up, so I grabbed the first thing in sight. What I grabbed was a tree branch that wasn’t exactly rooted into the ground so I ended up rolling down the hill, the bag kinda making me roll faster cause of gravity and the weight of the bag and such. So yeah, I ended up with a ton of bruises on my legs and cuts and scrapes on my arms. My torso and face seem to be completely fine, I don’t know if I’m internally bleeding but I’m not all that worried. I would still be in pain but I’m healing fine.
So I got my report card today too, not the results I wanted but I’m not failing so I don’t think I’m doing all that bad, but I know I could do so much better.
I have too much on my plate. Don’t people get that?

Prince And Princess Dance

A cousin of mine organised a dance for anyone willing to go, and at the same time raised a little bit of money for mom's cancer treatment trips. This is a couple of pictures we took there. (Notice: I'm not exactly happy in what I'm wearing, let me tell you. It wasn't very form fitting, and made me look like 40 pounds heavier.)

Enjoy! I did! :)

The Cancer Drive Sign

Look at this sign.

Notice how I'm her daughter too, but I'm not in it.

A picturesque post.

I just thought of something.

I really hope I get my camera soon. That way my blog will become a lot more interesting and worth following then someone having to bore themselves over reading word after word after word.

I mean, what's a good blog without pictures?

... You'd have to be really good in getting a person's attention without having something that will capture their attention.

Like this baby for example.. don't you think this is such A CUTE BABY?

A little rant on William Shatner.

So I got to thinking.

I know I don't publish much here, but I thought I would pay whoever reads this a visit, with a brand new post. But. What to talk about? Oh yeah.

William Shatner.

Probably the only thing worth talking about his his little "I am Canadian" thing he did for Just For Laughs in 2000. I found it on my computer one day and somehow made a point to memorize it since I couldn't find it anywhere else that wasn't a link for You Tube. I didn't want You Tube.

How about a little bio first?

* Born: Montreal, 1931

* Lives: Los Angeles and a horse farm in Kentucky

* 1951: Moved to Ottawa to join the Canadian Repertory Theatre

* First movie: The Brothers Karamazov (1958)

* First TV series: For The People (1965 -- it lasted one season)

* Star Trek series: 1966-69

* Star Trek Movies: Star Trek: The Motion Picture (1979);
Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan (1982);
The Search for Spock (1984);
Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home (1986);
Star Trek V: The Final Frontier (1989);
Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country (VI);
Star Trek: Generations (1994)

* Other movies: Airplane II (1982);
Loaded Weapon I (1993);
Tekwar (1994), which Shatner also wrote.

* Other TV series: TJ Hooker (1982-87), Rescue 911 (1987-97)


Hey, I'm not a Starfleet Commander or T. J. Hooker.
I don't live on Starship NCC dash 170 - - - or own a phaser.
I don't know anyone named Bones...Sulu... or Spock.
And no, I've never had Green Alien Sex -- although I'm sure it would be quite an evening. ;)
I speak English.
And French.
NOT Klingon!
I drink Labatt's, not Romulan Ale!
And when someone says to me, 'Live long and prosper,' I seriously mean it when I say 'Get a life!'

My doctor's name is not McCoy, it's Ginsberg.
And Tribbles were puppets! Not real animals!! Puppets!!!
And when I speak, I never, ever, talk like. Every. Word. Is. Its. Own. Sentence!

I live in California, but I was raised in Montreal.
I believe in Priceline Dot Com, where you never have to pay full price for airline tickets, hotels and car rentals.
I have appeared on stage at Stratford, Carnegie Hall, Albert Hall and at the Monkland Theatre in NDG (Notre Dame de Grace).
And yes, I've gone where no man has gone before....


.....But I was in Mexico and her father gave me permission!!

My name is William Shatner and I AM CANADIAN."



That is all.