It is finally evident that I have gotten one of my goals completed. One would hope that by the time they reached 21 they might have accomplished at least one thing and I can finally say that I have: no longer living in the home of my parental units. Yes, I did mention this in my previous post but I just feel that I ought to write out my future goals in sequence of how I wish for them to occur:
1) Complete my Anthropology Major and Geography Minor (yes, I realize this is a "duh" type thing since I'm pretty well there, but some people just end up giving up and I am hoping I won't find myself doing that)
2) Find a career that at least touches on some aspect of what I will have spent 5 years in post-secondary education learning (I need this considering I know someone who just graduated in my major and he is now training to be a paramedic, do I have any hope? I certainly do but for that hope to actually become something tangible may be another matter)
3) Travel with this career (I spent most of my up-bringing spending the longest of 3 years in one place. Now that I have lived in Victoria for the past 8 years :'( I feel very restless and I need to just go... go as in just book a flight to anywhere and get on with it with no plan other than going, going, going)
4) Be happy (So I know this should probably be higher in the list, but to be realistic, how is it fun to be stressed out of one's mind trying to figure out what they'll do for the rest of their life? That's a lot of pressure set on one person with so many options in the world. By the point of accomplishing my first 3 goals, I am hoping this will make me happy and that I can genuinly not feel like running away from everything... although Goal 3 is technically me running away, but running away WITH something)
5) Experience life to the fullest (I honestly have no clue what exactly this means because I doubt anyone has actually succeeded in doing so. But trying is something that can be done and if I'm having fun, being happy, and taking into consideration how lucky I am to know the people I know and having been the places I've been (and will go) I can build myself up and figure out all the goods and bads this world has to offer)
6) If it's out there for me: A Long-Term Love (Ok, do not call me a sap because this (at this stage in my life) is further down on the list and not one of my priorities right now. Of course it's always on my mind, but I'm sick of wondering "who will I end up with?" I want to be able to live now and feel now and if something happens with someone who's willing to be with me and wanting to be with me then so be it! I'm not a downer on love but I'm not going to write an entire novel about it either)
7) Have myself a little bumpkin (This is interchangeable with Goal 6 as I do not necessarily need to have the ideal "first comes love, then comes marriage, then comes the baby in the baby carriage". I feel that if I at least had a little one they could disown me less easily than a spouse or significant other. Pathetic sounding, perhaps, but it's true. And as much as my co-workers enjoy calling me "Baby-hater" I have a secret: I love babies and children... they also disgust me, but the thought of raising my own and trying to give another person opportunities to figure themselves out and learn and hopefully generate an all around decent human being sounds like the coolest thing ever)
8) Die young (Yeah, hush, I have a deal with a girlfriend. In all seriousness though, I do not ever want to get to the point I can't go to the toilet by myself and I would rather people remember me as a crazy person or a bitch than a crazy bitch who couldn't control her bladder or bowel movements at the very bitter end)
Mhmm
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Whoa... I've changed locations!
End of term, how LOVELY!
Ok, so I'm not out of the clear just yet, but you know, there's only about 3 more papers left to write and 2 exams to jump on and scream "This is SPARTAAAAAAA".
*sigh* I for sure failed tonight- or rather, yesterday evening's -osteology exam. Trust me. When I state that I have failed something, I have legitimately failed it and I just have those spidey senses attached to failure, and I know it's terrible, but... I know me.
Anyways, I won't dwell because the course is offered on steroids during summer! In other words it's a fucktonne of information crammed into one month as opposed to 3 months, holy mother of God, I HOPE I PASSED :S
I guess I ought to tell you that at this precise moment I am standing in a room with low ceilings, interestingly crooked design, with boxes, clothing, and other random crap strewn all about.
'Why?' you might ask, well TADA! I no longer live with my parents! Instead I am now living in a basement suite with my darling Joe-bro (aka Hosephekina) and Jamesy (aka Ali's older brother).
This will be an interesting experience:
a) because my multiple High-interest No-fee Savings Accounts all pretty well say $0.00 and it's only been 3 days
b) because I am getting my wish of not having to live with crazy, emotional, psychotic girls
c) but at the same time I am now living with two boys (who by the way if you ever read this then I am telling you now, don't make a mess or I'ma dump it on your bed while you're sleeping!)
d) because I will probably end up getting sick of eating just pasta, otherwise I will have to start learning how to cook :S oh my
e) .... I'm just too tired to go on, but w/e there's a pub around the corner :)
Alrighty then... what else, what else?
Really, there's nothing?
I found out I own a lot of junk..
I HAVE PENGUIN CUPS AND MUGS! They finally get to be used after years of chilling in the Narnia of my jump the bump closet.
Also, for the month of December I allowed my employers to schedule me for graveyard shifts. So now I show up for work all zombified in the infant's department in Walmart from 11pm-7am. On my first shift I arrived feeling the effects of Mary Jane and sat down in the diaper aisle to chat it up w/ my drunk friend on my cellphone.
GOOD EFFICIENT & PRODUCTIVE TIMES!
Since it is about 2:50am I believe I have enough reason to complete my room arranging so that I can clear the crap off my bed and sleep!
Hopefully by the time I wake up, Joe will be off his night shift and we can go buy cheap, interesting art to fill the crusty walls of our new home and make the place look less crusty, empty and junky.
Good morning to all! And good night to moi!
Ok, so I'm not out of the clear just yet, but you know, there's only about 3 more papers left to write and 2 exams to jump on and scream "This is SPARTAAAAAAA".
*sigh* I for sure failed tonight- or rather, yesterday evening's -osteology exam. Trust me. When I state that I have failed something, I have legitimately failed it and I just have those spidey senses attached to failure, and I know it's terrible, but... I know me.
Anyways, I won't dwell because the course is offered on steroids during summer! In other words it's a fucktonne of information crammed into one month as opposed to 3 months, holy mother of God, I HOPE I PASSED :S
I guess I ought to tell you that at this precise moment I am standing in a room with low ceilings, interestingly crooked design, with boxes, clothing, and other random crap strewn all about.
'Why?' you might ask, well TADA! I no longer live with my parents! Instead I am now living in a basement suite with my darling Joe-bro (aka Hosephekina) and Jamesy (aka Ali's older brother).
This will be an interesting experience:
a) because my multiple High-interest No-fee Savings Accounts all pretty well say $0.00 and it's only been 3 days
b) because I am getting my wish of not having to live with crazy, emotional, psychotic girls
c) but at the same time I am now living with two boys (who by the way if you ever read this then I am telling you now, don't make a mess or I'ma dump it on your bed while you're sleeping!)
d) because I will probably end up getting sick of eating just pasta, otherwise I will have to start learning how to cook :S oh my
e) .... I'm just too tired to go on, but w/e there's a pub around the corner :)
Alrighty then... what else, what else?
Really, there's nothing?
I found out I own a lot of junk..
I HAVE PENGUIN CUPS AND MUGS! They finally get to be used after years of chilling in the Narnia of my jump the bump closet.
Also, for the month of December I allowed my employers to schedule me for graveyard shifts. So now I show up for work all zombified in the infant's department in Walmart from 11pm-7am. On my first shift I arrived feeling the effects of Mary Jane and sat down in the diaper aisle to chat it up w/ my drunk friend on my cellphone.
GOOD EFFICIENT & PRODUCTIVE TIMES!
Since it is about 2:50am I believe I have enough reason to complete my room arranging so that I can clear the crap off my bed and sleep!
Hopefully by the time I wake up, Joe will be off his night shift and we can go buy cheap, interesting art to fill the crusty walls of our new home and make the place look less crusty, empty and junky.
Good morning to all! And good night to moi!
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
The Tale of Prince Beau and the Raccoon:
Once upon a time, a valiant young cat named Prince Beau set out into the dark night in search of the high mouse sorceress named Medea. The journey would have taken less than 20 prances had it not been for the evil Count Raccoonzo, his arch nemesis!
Prince Beau had watched Count Raccoonzo reek havoc across his kingdom for years from the bay window in the dining quarters. It was his desire to strike him down if ever the encounter took place. So on this fateful night the two engaged in vicious combat.
For minutes the struggle continued until Prince Beau let out an ear-splitting MEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW! Then... there was silence. At this time the high mouse sorceress, Medea crept from the shadows to find Prince Beau fallen to the ground and the striped tail of Count Raccoonzo retreat into the distant shrubbery. As she came upon Prince Beau she found he was not dead, but alive, with a gash splitting his left ear down the middle.
Count Raccoonzo never returned but since that night, Prince Beau continues to watch from the bay window and when chance permits he prances around the grounds of his kingdom in search of any trace of Count Raccoonzo, forever with his ear as a reminder of the battle of that night, so long ago.
The End
I am so scared...
Beau got out while I was literally taking care of his shit and when I tried to pick him up, he hissed at me.
Anyshwaz, if you don't hear from me again, it's because Beau has murdered me.... I offered a sacrifice of canned tuna, so pray I'm still alive by mornin.
Prince Beau had watched Count Raccoonzo reek havoc across his kingdom for years from the bay window in the dining quarters. It was his desire to strike him down if ever the encounter took place. So on this fateful night the two engaged in vicious combat.
For minutes the struggle continued until Prince Beau let out an ear-splitting MEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW! Then... there was silence. At this time the high mouse sorceress, Medea crept from the shadows to find Prince Beau fallen to the ground and the striped tail of Count Raccoonzo retreat into the distant shrubbery. As she came upon Prince Beau she found he was not dead, but alive, with a gash splitting his left ear down the middle.
Count Raccoonzo never returned but since that night, Prince Beau continues to watch from the bay window and when chance permits he prances around the grounds of his kingdom in search of any trace of Count Raccoonzo, forever with his ear as a reminder of the battle of that night, so long ago.
The End
I am so scared...
Beau got out while I was literally taking care of his shit and when I tried to pick him up, he hissed at me.
Anyshwaz, if you don't hear from me again, it's because Beau has murdered me.... I offered a sacrifice of canned tuna, so pray I'm still alive by mornin.
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Human Osteology, Pomegranate Juice, & Tuna Dining
Oh Internet!
How wonderfully distracting you are!
At this moment and for all of tomorrow I am supposed to be studying for Human Osteology (yes I realize that is a link to Forensic Anth) which is quite literally pummelling me into oblivion. But of course I had to click that little orange fox circling the globe... *disappointed sigh*.
So what has been so distracting (besides what I am now doing w/ blogger)? Marathoning the TV series Dead Like Me. I believe my already depressed state is being encouraged further w/ choices such as these, but whateva, I kinda really don't care anymore. Well that's a lie, but I'm close enough that Present Ashley is always screwing Future Ashley over.
My other wise choice for this evening was deciding that pomegranate was a great addition to tonight's craptastic soggy omelet tortilla dinner. Now, my computer screen and keys are lookin' pretty gnarly, almost as if Dexter has visited and not cleaned up.
On to the Tuna Dining portion of this evening...
After successfully avoiding true studying with a shower, marathoning, cooking and eating a passable dinner and cleaning up all the tools, I then decided to pamper Prince Beau (He's back!).
I cleaned both his water and food bowl and then started singing about how awesome his awesome tuna treat was going to be. I am quite certain he loved it probably because he knew tuna was in his stomach's near future. But I'm quite certain he still hates me for singing because every time I do, he gives me the scary death-by-cat glare that I really should be frightened of but continue to defy him anyways.
Anyshwahz I ought to actually study if I am expecting to pass this class at all.
How wonderfully distracting you are!
At this moment and for all of tomorrow I am supposed to be studying for Human Osteology (yes I realize that is a link to Forensic Anth) which is quite literally pummelling me into oblivion. But of course I had to click that little orange fox circling the globe... *disappointed sigh*.
So what has been so distracting (besides what I am now doing w/ blogger)? Marathoning the TV series Dead Like Me. I believe my already depressed state is being encouraged further w/ choices such as these, but whateva, I kinda really don't care anymore. Well that's a lie, but I'm close enough that Present Ashley is always screwing Future Ashley over.
My other wise choice for this evening was deciding that pomegranate was a great addition to tonight's craptastic soggy omelet tortilla dinner. Now, my computer screen and keys are lookin' pretty gnarly, almost as if Dexter has visited and not cleaned up.
On to the Tuna Dining portion of this evening...
After successfully avoiding true studying with a shower, marathoning, cooking and eating a passable dinner and cleaning up all the tools, I then decided to pamper Prince Beau (He's back!).
I cleaned both his water and food bowl and then started singing about how awesome his awesome tuna treat was going to be. I am quite certain he loved it probably because he knew tuna was in his stomach's near future. But I'm quite certain he still hates me for singing because every time I do, he gives me the scary death-by-cat glare that I really should be frightened of but continue to defy him anyways.
Anyshwahz I ought to actually study if I am expecting to pass this class at all.
Sunday, October 16, 2011
So Done
What is the point of trying if we're all just going to die anyways?
It's not like it's going to matter when you're just a corpse in the ground or ashes thrown to the wind.
Pardon the negative drain here but death is definitely an imminent sector of life and hitting very close to home for me right now.
Perhaps things will make sense in the morning, but for now I think it may just be easier to keep floating and pretending that every one is peachy and life is peachy and the whole idea of going to university may actually help me when I end up in a peachy job that I won't want to be doing. Turning into a high class escort is certainly something which I feel may be the best thing to ever happen to a person: some twisted form of self-worth or a crazy doodle making you do what you're not actually wanting to do.
Phooooey, I'll go write my amazingly craptastic lab and papers :/
It's not like it's going to matter when you're just a corpse in the ground or ashes thrown to the wind.
Pardon the negative drain here but death is definitely an imminent sector of life and hitting very close to home for me right now.
Perhaps things will make sense in the morning, but for now I think it may just be easier to keep floating and pretending that every one is peachy and life is peachy and the whole idea of going to university may actually help me when I end up in a peachy job that I won't want to be doing. Turning into a high class escort is certainly something which I feel may be the best thing to ever happen to a person: some twisted form of self-worth or a crazy doodle making you do what you're not actually wanting to do.
Phooooey, I'll go write my amazingly craptastic lab and papers :/
Sunday, September 25, 2011
A la Awkward Moments Girl (My friend irl & blogger)
In aiding procrastination... List:
Hearing stories about my Grandma when she was just known as Mom
Getting OUT of hospitals
Old friends
Volunteering in the bone lab
Volunteering at the Royal BC Museum
Drinking water
Getting homework did (I know, I know)
Being flirted with
Gorgeous eye candy
Getting over migraines
Smelling the mix of rain and earth
Feeling loved and wanted
Talking with m'girls
Sleeping
Being happy
Awesome lectures
Watching movies with friends
Walking around in town in the middle of the night
Soft, fluffy things (pillows, beds, dogs, cats)
Knowing I won't always be where I am right now
Family
Traveling
Writing
Hearing stories about my Grandma when she was just known as Mom
Getting OUT of hospitals
Old friends
Volunteering in the bone lab
Volunteering at the Royal BC Museum
Drinking water
Getting homework did (I know, I know)
Being flirted with
Gorgeous eye candy
Getting over migraines
Smelling the mix of rain and earth
Feeling loved and wanted
Talking with m'girls
Sleeping
Being happy
Awesome lectures
Watching movies with friends
Walking around in town in the middle of the night
Soft, fluffy things (pillows, beds, dogs, cats)
Knowing I won't always be where I am right now
Family
Traveling
Writing
Friday, September 23, 2011
Sweetest Desire
I think I'm ready to run for the hills
Wander
And never return
There's no binding factor keeping me here
Thus now
My heart is fleeting
If my heart goes, my body will follow
World wide
Is where it shall be
No burdens, no worries, just thoughts and me
Sleep now
And dream quietly
Inspiration: Earl, volunteering, geography class, meeting new people, realizing no one person can ever be perminent to you
Wander
And never return
There's no binding factor keeping me here
Thus now
My heart is fleeting
If my heart goes, my body will follow
World wide
Is where it shall be
No burdens, no worries, just thoughts and me
Sleep now
And dream quietly
Inspiration: Earl, volunteering, geography class, meeting new people, realizing no one person can ever be perminent to you
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