03.18.04, 18:13.
i could leap like a frog.

steve and i went to see 'big fish' last night. true to tim burton's fashion, it was one of the most brilliant and aesthetically beautiful films i've ever seen. sad, though. ed bloom senior was so much like my grandpa kendall, who died a few years ago. not in an obvious way; my grandpa was much quieter and more of a subtle legend. but small mannerisms and whatnot really reminded me of him. i was teary throughout the end of the movie, but i really lost it when the narrative said, "A man tells so many stories, that he becomes the stories. They live on after him, and in that way he becomes immortal." that did me in. what can i say- i really miss my grandpa. he was a fantastic man.

moving day is coming up shortly. we've booked the freight elevator and rented a u-haul to cart the furniture over. i'm really looking forward to it. the scariness is starting to wear off and i'm remembering more and more lately how much i love this man. i can't wait to share every day with him.

i'm looking forward to summer. i'm done school on april 21st and i'm starting work shortly thereafter. i've been hired on full-time with the company i'm with now (i'm working part-time as a rental agent for a real estate company). it's not bad work and it pays well. i hate to say it, but when you're thousands of dollars in school-related debt, it doesn't matter what you do to pay it off- as long as the bills are paid, you just don't care.

i have a research paper due in a week for a class that i'm not doing so hot in. i really should get a start on that this weekend. i also need to email the TA so i can argue with her about my exam mark. it was totally unfair. i lost marks for not answering questions that weren't asked. stupid university.

anyway. dinner time.

03.11.04, 01:13.
a brief life story.

october 21, 1983: born in ottawa civic hospital. i thought i was born in ottawa until about a year ago, when i found out that i was only literally born in ottawa- we lived in kanata.

1986: moved to markham, ontario. lived around the corner from my cousins and across the street from a water tower. every damn day, i'd try and climb the water tower. no ladder or anything, just thought i could shimmy up the side. no luck.

november, 1987: move to calgary. go to the olympics. get a white turtleneck covered in collectors pins, for some reason. still have that turtleneck.

childhood: thought i could breathe through my eyes. tried to sell popcorn seeds glued to popsicle sticks out of a wagon in the back yard- no luck with that, either. wore a lot of neon. love the new kids. had a crush on roy orbison, was heartbroken when he died. played in a hole while my dad was building a fence. that's about all i remember.

summer 1993: parents got divorced. never even considered that it might be my fault until they said "it's not your fault." dad moved into the penthouse of a sweet-ass apartment. i'd drop things off the balcony. brother walked right through the screen door, once. mom stayed at home. we lived with her. dad visited us on tuesdays and every other weekend. it wasn't bad at all.

adolescence: numerous phases of trying to find myself, none of which really succeeded. was heinously sexually violated by someone i was supposedly dating. "learned" that men are evil and cannot be trusted- later realized that i just happened to come across the white-trash spawn of satan, and that there are actually a lot of great guys out there. learned things, met people, lived life. no real idea what was going on.

june, 2001: graduate high school. after applying to 12 universities, i am accepted at all of them. scared out of my mind at the idea of moving across the country at the age of 17, but i accept at UWO and pack my bags.

august, 2001: a few nights before required to leave calgary, i sit at home, alone, drinking bacardi breezers and eating mcdonalds, crying. once again: scared out of my mind.

september, 2001: pack everything i own into two suitcases and fly to london, ontario (actually, hamilton... but y'know...) to start school. meet wonderful people and the man of my dreams within a week of arriving. i am finally feeling like i'm on my own and learning who i am.

now: still at UWO. in what should be (but won't be) my last year of a bachelor's degree in psychology. still dating the aforementioned man of my dreams- moving in together in may. still a little bit scared out of my mind. progressing strangely into adulthood. working as a sales agent for a real estate company in my free time. still trying as many new things as possible when the opportunity arises. still floundering through life with no real idea of what's going on, but at least i'm enjoying it this time.

03.03.04, 18:56.
cuba photo album is ready!

cuba photo album

maximize your screen (F11) and click the photo to progress to the next one.

03.02.04, 10:39.
home again.

i'm home! i'm just waiting to get pictures from steve and then i'll put together an online album. i have lots of stories to tell. i crashed a motorcycle this week! i will post the link to the album and write some stories once i get the rest of the pictures.

02.22.04, 17:00.
adios!

tomorrow, we go to cuba. i'm very excited! it will be a whole week of steve and i, laying on the beach, touring havana, horseback riding in the sand, hiking up the mountain, snorkelling in the reefs... oh, i can't wait. there will be lots of pictures when i return and i PROMISE i'll actually post them this time.

i'm hungry and i have no food! i didn't get groceries for this week, since i'm leaving and all, so i think i might walk down the street and get some korean take-out. some hae mul pa jun may be in order. mmm.

back in a week. i'll talk to you all then!

02.08.04, 01:53.
he slays me.

last words before a weekend apart? "i can see your nipples through that shirt!" (have i mentioned lately how much i love this man?)

02.04.04, 01:44.
two tickets to paradise.

trip booked. feb 23. steve and i. one week. jibacoa beach, cuba. can i get a 'hell yeah'?

01.25.04, 13:56.
the countdown is on!

four weeks until cuba!

01.18.04, 02:00.
love is...

just when you think that you know absolutely everything about the person you love so immensely, he'll turn to you and say, "i know every word to every one of petula clark's songs!"

and just when you thought you couldn't possibly love him more, you do.

01.10.04, 02:18.
growing roses, grapes on vines.

i have the most wonderful boyfriend in the whole damn world. on a related note, although not the exclusive basis for this comment, i will post a picture of my ring when i receive it next week. it's currently being sized. :)

in six weeks, he and i will be in cuba. i can't wait.

"i can lie to myself and say i like it... but i'd love it if you were here."