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Exciting News*
I was so tired last night that I almost forgot to tell you my OH so exciting news!!!!!! (No, the hot water is not turned back on yet, although that too would be AMAZING) If you’ve been following my writing, you’ll know about my piano saga and the ordeal I’ve been through waiting for a little piano. WELL, yesterday we had a break through!! The Hubster called the piano store again to find out the status of my piano (I’m on a waiting list) and see if the shipment (that was originally due to arrive the beginning of October) had arrived. Unfortunately, the store still had no idea about when…
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Four Sleeps*
I’m tired. I almost didn’t get to write today. Really, if you want to get technical, I didn’t because today is really already tomorrow. But I’m sure that somewhere it is still today, so I’m counting it. Today felt reeeeeeeally long. I woke up early to work on my essay, and managed to get out a few sentences before my brain died. I don’t even think it wants to consider the idea of working on this essay. Who wants to write about Diefenbaker anyway? Not I, says I. And then… I had to go to work. Work is never exciting. At least not anymore… when I got to work in…
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Five Sleeps*
Over the past couple of days I’ve had a few people tell me that they have been following my blog!! You have no idea how awesome that is to hear… I like knowing that my thoughts aren’t just aimlessly sitting on the internet and that someone at least is getting some enjoyment out of them! :) Please don’t be shy to leave me a comment, you don’t need to have a blog on this site to comment, and I LOVE reading them. Just make yourself some cool code name and let me know it’s you!! Anyway, to those that have been reading– thanks. You make me feel good. On a…
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The End of the Dock*
Okay, so I lied. I actually found my old poem book and there are two poems that I wrote that I actually think are half decent. Most of them are about the love of my life in grade nine… oh DB. What a dreamboat. haha Anyway, I wrote this in 2003, my last summer as a camp counselor. I used to love the evenings when the kids were all entertained and I could steal a few minutes to go be by myself at the end of the dock and watch the sun set in perfect silence. This is what this poem is about. The End of the Dock* The evening…
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Six Sleeps*
Six more sleeps. That is how long I have to endure this insanity. If I can make it to next Wednesday, I’ll be okay. The picture pretty much describes how I feel, with a bonus of being ridiculously adorable. So far this week I’ve completed two essays and written a midterm. Oh, and did I mention that everything was today? BOTH essays were due today and I wrote the midterm tonight. That’s just not right. BAH HUMBUG. I’m more than a little stressed about finding time this weekend to complete everything I need to. I have a 3000 word essay due on Monday that I have not yet started because…
