match mate (scotish for friend)

Sometimes I wonder if my life could get anymore interesting. Most of the time I answer myself with a resounding "no." This blog is proof, at least once every three weeks I have a substancial amount of events to fill its pages with. I think the only way my life could get any more thrilling would be if I step outside right now and got attacked by nightcrawlers. sick.

Ok, so I have never been and hopefully never be attacked by worms, but I did get hit in the head with a hockey puck. It hurt and I still have a small goosebump on the side of my head. I did not cry though, I was tough...

Speaking of hockey, baseball is well on its way. Just like all past 4 years I started with high hopes that they would do it this year, but Alas they are as consistant as a teeter totter. What is consistant is my love for playing catch. So far Ry and I have only broke one window, parts of a fence, and dented the side of the garage. Shhhh don't tell Tom.

Tomorrow I write my last exam as first year. Can yo belienve it? I can't, I can't believe I have an exam, because I am in summer mode. It will be so great to be done I think I will sing Handels Messiah the whole way home.

I started work for Maple Leaf Nursery, Ree's dad's nursery. Its a lot of work but I am loving it. I love the change betweem school and work. I really like working hard, it makes the days fly by. I helps that Robyn words there too, we make songs, riddles and names - great fun.

Well I really should either og to bed or study.... It will most likely be the later.

Just like D, I will inform you about a tidbit of info: Matching theory, people create realtionships with people of equal attractivess. All I have to day that if you are my friend cout yourself as lucky because that means that you are just a s attractive as me. ;)

On man I should get some shut eye, I am seeing visions of plants...

when it rains it pours

I think I live in extremes. Maybe this explains the reason why I leave everything to the very last minute, handing papers in at midnight on the day its due, finishing three assignments on the same day, studying for exams the night before, deciding things at the last minute, or why I hate it when it drizzles but love it when its a thuderstorm.


If I was my own doctor I would perscribe myself a dose of mellow yellow. Because even though katrina's krunch time is thrilling, I also find it ussually results in a break down or two. On Friday night I thought the world was going to end (literally). I was writing my Social Psychology paper that was due at midnight, plus trying to figure out my finances for the next month (I got my VISA bill), realised that I owed the government my lifesavings because I hadn't done taxes in three years, and all the while reading articles on how the world was going to end in about 10 years because humans are goint to starve to death. Eeek. When it rains it pours. So I had to have a little prayer session with God for about 15 minutes so that I would not go crazy and be put in an asylum.


Like James pointed out on his blog, the countdown has come. My countdown looks a little like this: one paper and five exams till freedom. Freedom to work and make money, freedom to read Kite Runner, Atonment Child, and Into the West (along with many more books), freedom to use my computer for the sole sake of entertaiment, freedom to commit to other things that don't involve Redeemer, and freedom to sit back on a summers night knowing that my work is done until the next morning. Hmmm, reading this you would think I was trapped in school. Maybe I am just being extreme.


I enjoy learning, I actually enjoy it a lot. On Thursday I had my last Lewis and Tolkien class and I actually felt sorrow as I walked out of that classroom. I think I am going to start referring to CS Lewis as Saint Lewis. If I were to recommend one book to anyone, it would be Till We Have Faces. I am writing my last paper and I can't wait to get started on it tomorrow morning (as I push my thick rimmed glass up my nose and pat my pocket protector).

(Kinda wish I actually had a pocket protector because then I would actually have a safe place to keep my pens. At this time of year I have no pens left, I think they disappear to the same place my keys and bobbypins are. I think one of my goals this week will be to try and find that magical place and if anyone cares to join me on this adventure you are more than welcome).

This week is going to be busy, busy, dreadfully busy, more than a bumblee more than an ant. Busy, busy, dreadfully busy, much much to busy for you. Kidding, Ill never be THAT busy.

on a scale

I hereby dedicate this blog to my dear friend Rebecca Joy Sikkema, whom I have been letting down in the blogging department.

A lot has happened since I last wrote to you on this page. I have turned 21, tackled a squirrel, went to Toronto, wrote a billgillion papers, learned how to play the bagpipes, and learned how to dance the waltz.

(Robyn just spoke in her sleep. She said something about a rose. Funny thing is that she will find out about it by reading this, ha ha).

If I was going to rate life on a scale of 1-10, I would give it a 9. Spring is in the air, the grass is slowly turning green after being buried by snow, Blue Jays have had a solid start, I have a job for this summer, and school is almost out. Hallelu. This past week has been a little nuts because I had four papers due and I still have one more paper and two presentations. It is going well though, I have yet to become stressed, although I have been feeling rather exhausted lately. As long as I don't get the illness that Ryan had inflicted on many, I will be okay.

In the past month I have watched two movies that I think everyone should watch at one time in their life. Once and Into the Wild. Into the Wild made me very upset, not just a sad upset but an angry one too. It is really thought proviking. Once has a BEAUTIFUL soundtrack and it is a simple story and is wonderful.

My eyes are shutting involuntarily on me, so I think I should answer them and fall asleep. Je suis fache. Hopefully I will keep it up this time, so that I can sleeep,