Books:

I am in a reading mood and these are what I want to read:

--The Tipping Point:Malcolm Gladwell
--Blink: Malcolm Gladwell
--My Secret :Frank Warren
--Post Secret: Frank Warren
--Secret Lives of Men and Women: Frank Warren
--Lifetime of Secrets: Frank Warren
--The Sound and the Fury: William Faulkner
--The Five People You Meet in Heaven: Mitch Albom
--Christmas Wishes: Debbie Macomber
--This is Your Brain on Music: Daniel Levitin

Snow, snow go away, no one likes you anyway...

Operation Girls Night:Success.

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Complaints: (We all love to do it)
--winter is DESTROYING my hair.. especially wind gusting at 76km/hr
--Jaw hurts. Wisdom teeth are definitely coming in, and in addition to the pain of them making their way through my gums, they are putting pressure on my jaw and causing headaches. This probably means I'll have to get them out.
--I'm sleeeeepy.
--I don't want to do my AFM report..again.
--I'm working 6 out of 7 days next week.....

On the other hand:
--Only one more day of classes
--Paycheck in one week
--No work tonight
--25 days 'til Christmas!!!


Love always,

Janelle

If Only..

I wish I was a flamingo.
That way, instead of writing essays that last over 3000 words (3604.. actually, thats 8 pages, 1.5 spaced.. NOT double..), I could laze around and eat shrimp all day. (And be the coolest colored animal). Also, I wouldn't be stressed out about my printer ink levels..
Basically Essays are a bitch and I disapprove!
And since they are a bitch, I wish I were a flamingo.
Sounds good.


Love always,

Janelle

Operation Girl's Night

Objectives:

-Get drunk
-Read Cosmo
-Enjoy Thursday night

Status: Not yet complete

--Cosmopolitan magazine:secure
--Venue: Cassie's abode
--Malibu: not yet secured. Waiting on Vlad. Rum secured.

I'm not going to lie, I'm quite excited.

फेक्किन बेऔतिफुल

So I dunno what happened there, but this post was originally in Hindi or something.. I'm not really sure why.

I'm also not really sure why my Mike's Bikes assignment has mysteriously disappeared from my computer..so now I have to do it all over again. Which sucks. should I skip French to do it? I don't honestly think I'll be able to get that and the rest of my Phil essay done tonight...uhg.

STRESSSTRESSSTRESS!!

Tonight is the last night though. The last night of assignments in Fall 2007. All I have to worry about now is studying, and I've already started a little..so I should be OK, right?

Time to get crackin'

Love always,

Janelle.

3 New Messages:

douggie: "you hot wanna chat" [i lik chat with dum ppl]

W3STB0~:"hey..i was wondering if you wanna chill tonigh" [meet u on da west side boi]

and the winner is.....

jonfreerides :"wanna watch me jurk off to ur pics on my cam?
add me jkk901@hotmail.com
thats me" [No.]

This is why Nexopia fails and Facebook rules the Internet.


Love always,

Janelle.

Only 29 Days!

I have decided to revise the list: (again)

--DVDs-seen them, or not, movies are the best study break in the world.
--Money (Cash or watcard)
--Large Puma bag. However they're pretty pricey and I might just get it myself.
--EARRINGS! I'm losing mine..
--Mascara (seriously, it's expensive and I don't want to buy it myself)
--Love-The Beatles
--Case for glasses. A nice one. One that is big. The one my glasses came in doesn't close when the cloth and glasses are in it at the same time. I can't leave the glasses out and the cloth gets dirty if it is elsewhere.
--A post secret book!
--Chocolate
--A 500mL water bottle that DOESN'T leak
--Nail Polish (really dark purple, almost black, not shimmery and a blood red one, again, not shimmery)
--Black printer ink...
--a book about yoga (Probably Hatha Yoga)
--A gym membership at GoodLife Fitness
--La musique. Including: The Beatles--(Rubber Soul, Revolver.....Everything I don't have.), The Fratelis-- I forget the name Costello Music? They only have one anyways, Maximo Park--anything if you can find it, which maybe you can't.

Sleeping is for Pussy-cats....(In the catnapping fashion)

This is what my time management skills have created. Though I procrastinate less than last year, I still do and it has come to slap me in the face. (Repeatedly, so I don't fall asleep). It's the final week before my first term ends, and the week I actually become and insomniac. Let me give you the plan:

Sunday:

--woke up at 7:30 to walk from REV to my house (after going to bed at 2:30)
--work on AFM report and realize I am missing more pieces. Not pivotal ones, but they would be nice to have my hands on...so that could need some more work.
--realize I haven't eaten since Red Lobster.. Realize and regret that I left my lobster pizza and biscuits in Cassie's fridge.
--eat Alphaghetti
--Go to work from 1 until 9
-- Consume turkey sandwich, low fat cranberry muffin, lots of water and a diet coke throughout busy ass, understaffed shift.
--Drink XL tea on the way home in attempt to induce a caffeine buzz.
--Notice that you've spent way too much time making a new blog entry.
--Rip apart English Essay for editing. (Literally, take it apart sentence by sentence and reorganize it more efficiently).
--Get extremely irritated by this and work on something else.. say that English presentation that's on Monday.
--Get even more irritated with the subject of English and move onto the French assignment.
--At about 3 AM, realize that I still have so much work to be done and decide that I am not going to bed.
--Practice yoga and drink tea in attempt to wake myself up a little.
--Don't fall asleep in corpse pose.
--Work on Essay/Project/French/Philosophy Essay until 7 AM, when is acceptable to be cooking things in the kitchen.

Monday:

--Make eggs for breakfast and hope they keep you alive for first class.
--Go to French, the only reason being because I have an assignment due.
--Go to Timmy's and perhaps chat with whichever regulars show up.
--Go to ECON (on the way, the experimentation with energy drinks begins)
--Go to St. Jerome's and have a power nap between class..it will have been 30 hours now.
--Go to English and do presentation
--At home, email Nichole about French, work on Phil Essay and sleep until 7
--Work at 8-11 PM
--Sleep!

Tuesday:

--Skip Philosophy to sleep (most likely anyways)
--Meet with team about contract???
--AFM..only 2 more classes, I am forcing myself to go. It's like forcing a 2 year old to eat raw broccoli.
--Leave AFM early to go to work from 4-7 PM.
--Get dinner from work, after work.
--Watch House, for a break.
--Enjoy free food, no matter how shitty, or boring it gets.
--Work on Phil Essay..at some point.
--SLEEP AT LAST!

Wednesday:

--Wake up, hopefully in a good mood because a) I had more than 4 consecutive hours of sleep and b) because I don't have to work today!
--The uje in classes (Uje= usual, slang).
--Buy Cosmopolitan magazine.
--Stay up as late as it takes to finalize Philosophy essay. (ie. Kick it's ass).
--Break time =ANTM

Thursday:

--Go to Philosophy and hand in essay with a smug expression because you kicked the shit out of it, and there's nothing that francophone guy can do about it.
--Perhaps today would be a better day to meet with the team, pressure of assignments off and all
--Go to AFM for the very last time, and leave early because again, I have to work.
--Work from 4-11 PM.
--Get off work and dance like a lunatic. Why? a) I am never going to a Philosophy class eve again and b) I only have one more term to deal with accounting classes and c) I just finished a 7 hour shift, and that's kind of worth dancing about.
--Walk straight to Cassie's to reward myself for making it through this term. And with what? Malibu and a Cosmopolitan magazine. It would be even more of a reward if it were a UK edition. Even more so if it were the naked one, or the 101 positions one.

Friday:

--Realize at 3 am that you are going to class soon.
-- Go to class hungover. (Yep, I'm planning on having a hangover).
--Get home from school to go to bed.
--Wake up, shower and get ready for another party.
--Party.

Saturday:

--Study for French test all day.
--Party all night.
--Reflect at some point on how the week progressed, and how each day, less time was used efficiently.
--Have another drink and get over it.

Sunday:

--Postsecret.
--Laundry.
--Sleep.
--Study.


Then, exams begin.

This week will be extra crazy because my working hours have jumped to 24. I took extra shifts because they didn't schedule me last week at all and I just got my tuition bill.. and my bank account is still bigger, but it won't be for long..

Anyways. Time to get moving. Or writing. Or doing something more productive than blogging.

Everyone should get a blog, they are fabulous!

Love always,

Janelle.

Re:Puple Shoes.

They were not expensive.

These are the reasons why they are not expensive:

--They (as I recently discovered) are Robert Clergerie .
--designer shoes like this would probably be triple what I payed, normally.
--I read about the designer, but because they are made originally in PARIS, I read about him in French (they're not ment for poor university student in Canada like me).
-- The only places I could buy more of the same in North America are in MY and LA.

Yea, I have expensive taste.

Love always,

Janelle.

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i love YOU!
I love you

i LOVE you


love ALWAYS,

Janelle

Purple Shoes...

Last Monday I went to the mall here to find something to wear for a semi-formal I am attending on Friday. It was very unsuccessful. Nothing I tired on was spectacular and the only thing I ended up actually wanting were a pair of purple wedges. I still wanted them after I saw they were $100, but I didn't get them because, well I am fairly poor.. and I need to buy a new ink cartridge.

Well today I got up early to do some grocery shopping. Originally to go with Cassie, but the weather prevented her from coming out. (First snowfall!) I went anyways, because lucky for me, the bus stop is a minute away. Well apparently there are two number 12 routes, one of which I wasn't aware existed until today. It just so happened that this mystery route does not stop between my house and the mall. How ridiculous is that? Well luckily enough, there's a grocery store in the mall, so it wasn't too big a deal, just a bit of extra time on the bus. Well of course I have to pass the store where my shoes are to get to Zher's. And of course I went in and they were still there...and I had to try them on.. just in case they were horribly uncomfortable and I could forget about them. It turned out to be the opposite. They are the most adorable, comfortable wedge heeled, ankle strappy shoes I have ever put on my feet!

Well, they are on hold now because I decided groceries are more important to buy than $100 shoes...but I get a paycheck tomorrow and if I can get to the mall before 9:30..they're mine. Mine. Mine. Mine.



Mine.



Love always,

Janelle

Yes.

LOVE ALWAYS.
ALWAYS LOVE,
ALL WAYS.

love always,

janelle

These 'conversations' frustrate me the most.

http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=4635799802442727376

This morning I happened to notice a few of my friends, and a few old acquaintances had voiced their opinion on the note, and my comment on it (linked above). Perhaps my comment was not in 'fine enough taste', so I will respond with a less childish remark. I chose to respond here simply because I fear what I have to say might be taken as a slight to some. I guarantee this is not the case. I am in no position to criticize anyone I might have known since years ago and whom are all "hundreds of miles away". That would be like giving you my opinion on the War. I have never been to Iraq, why should I have any idea about it? That would be an outrage, imagine what you would have to do to diffuse that situation.

Well, if I may, state what I really meant behind my apparently insulting words...I merely was responding to what Darren alluded to occurring. Should it have been occurring, I felt a strong desire to smack the parties involved upside the head. Since Jason was so kind to remind me that I am in fact, way out of arms reach, I went with "Fuck" and "Yes" to assert my position. Now, I wouldn't have wanted to smack anyone around if the activity Darren mentioned hadn't been occurring. But again, I am so far away, how could I know? Don't be offended by my ignorance to such a situation, especially if you are pointing out the flaw in my judgement. Another thing not to do is assume I actually care about what you are doing. I personally don't give a rat's derrière what or whom you talk about, but that doesn't mean I can't have an opinion about it.

Don't bother apologizing, or making anyone apologize. No one over on this side of the world was offended. Go on discussing whatever you chose to, no one can tell you not to.

Love always,

Janelle

Things I Have Learned so Far!

My education at university has been very rewarding so far. These are some of the things I have learned through my, and other people's experiences:

1. Do not leave laundry detergent unattended, someone else will probably use it. Whether they mean to or not, but in the end, you will be buying the new bottle.

2. Essays can still be bee essed late the night before they are due, but one cannot expect a decent mark on it.

3. Snow is just as wet as rain and will definitely smudge mascara.

4. It is best to conceal alcoholic beverages while cops are around, no matter what anyone says. Unless of course you are experimenting with alcohol and foliage, see which bush gets drunk quicker.

5. Tim Horton's soups and sandwiches aren't actually that bad for you, which is great when it's the only non-pizza place open 24/7.

6. Sugar will not keep you as awake as caffeine will.

7. Aspartame and Splenda are two very different sweeteners. (I looked it up on Wikipedia).

8. Vodka is evil. It will do evil things to you and you should drink rum instead.

9. Chugging vodka is a bad idea, but don't worry, you won't remember. (Most everyone else will).

10. Procrastinating reading something as long and dreadfully boring as Ulysses leads to less free time later.

11. No one wants to know how drunk you are by reading about it on Facebook.

12. You might think Eminem rapping with a British accent would be funny, but it's not really, especially when it's videotaped.

13. If you are bringing your laptop to class for a presentation, you should probably bring the power supply, just in case.

14. Telling a girl that your parents are loaded is not actually as good a pick-up line as it might sound.

15. Iris is a really good song and pretty much everyone (seems to) know it (or they will eventually).

16. You will eventually fight with your roommate, conflict is inevitable.

17. Accounting is boring, and accountants should be pitied, because they have boring, boring things to do.

18. If you are too busy to watch TV shows, you can download them and watch them later!


Yay.





Love always,

Janelle

Eughh.

I got my Econ midterm mark back and was unpleasantly surprised to see that it was 15% lower than my last one, AND 8 percent lower than my Accounting midterm. How can I have possibly gotten a better mark in Accounting than Econ? What happened?

Between banging my head against the wall and screaming silently, I wondered, do marks actually matter? I've never been one to brag about them, or really care, but maybe that's because they were always good. Now I'm getting sixties and they matter? But really, all I need to do to get my honors degree is a sixty-five average. That need is being fulfilled, but what about wants? Is all I want to have the basics, or do I want to do better?

Anyways, I'm hopped up on Advil sinus and need to get some reading done.

Love always,

Janelle

Happy November!

I have decided to revise the list:

--DVDs-seen them, or not, movies are the best study break in the world.
--Money (Cash or watcard)
--Large Puma bag. However they're pretty pricey and I might just get it myself.
--EARRINGS! I'm losing mine..
--Mascara (seriously, it's expensive and I don't want to buy it myself)
--Love-The Beatle's
--Case for glasses. A nice one. One that is big. The one my glasses came in doesn't close when the cloth and glasses are in it at the same time. I can't leave the glasses out and the cloth gets dirty if it is elsewhere.
--A post secret book!
--Chocolate
--A 500mL water bottle that DOESN'T leak
--Nail Polish (really dark purple, almost black, not shimmery and a blood red one, again, not shimmery)
--Black printer ink...

Until next time,

Love always,
Janelle