Last night, I was thinking about what I want to do before I die. All sorts of crazy things came to mind: Scooba diving in Australia, bungee jumping, roadtrips with my future children, drive a Ferrari F40 (red, of course)(childhood dream); all things that won’t happen within a reasonable time frame.
Then I remembered.
When I was a kid, I tried building an igloo. It took forever and I never finished.
In other words, one of the things I want to do before I die is to gather friends and build that godforsaken igloo.
Building an igloo – have you ever tried that? Any pro tips?
P.S. Typical me realising such thing now the snow’s gone…
I love when my work day starts early. Is that gross to you? Disgusting? Unfathomable? Well, shut up because I like it.
This semester on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays I have an 8AM class. Yes, it hurts to get up. Yes, I have to plan ahead and try to fall asleep early.
But it’s so wonderful to get out of work and still have so much of the day.
P.S. I love that Nadia actually captured what I’m like in the morning with one of my favorite things to say to people in the morning 🙂
Have you ever noticed your own reaction when you’ve seen a good movie? You can feel yourself changing into a better person, you’ve got all this energy you can’t wait to use, and you feel overly excited?
I got that feeling when I saw Eat Pray Love for the first time. It really changed me into something better; I wanted to travel, to live, to become a munk, and eat lots of gelati in Italy. I said to myself:
After I saw Fame, Step It Up 3D, Honey, and every freaking dance movie existing – I was like:
Every week, after watching Californication on Showtime, I turn into an upcoming author:
Unfortunately, I always end up like this:
What movie’s changed you recently?
Last week the gal and I were driving to a friend’s house for a little get together and the sun was setting, creating this really cool shadow of us in front of the car. I had to point it out to her.
“Look at how cool our shadow looks!”
As she looked I decided to wave. She giggled.
It’s the little things.
I’ve been looking forward to this semester for the past five – even though I’m going to get my Master’s as well and that’ll be another 4 semesters – but this will be the end of my Bachelor’s degree years!
I must admit that it’s been overwhelming, more than I thought it would be. No doubt that nothing in life comes easily, but I wasn’t exactly prepared for the workload.
(Wait. Isn’t that the books Den read to his future nieces?)
Last night I had a chat with Mette about my not-so-impressive ability to handle stress. She made it clear that I had to put myself first instead of everybody else – something that I tend to do at all times; if people around me are happy, I’m happy. It should be the other way around.
I heard what she was saying, but I wasn’t listening (sorry, Mette). I was really too focused on listening to my pulse that I could hear so clearly in my ear – bum bum bum.
Then she sent me this.
And I understood.
Always, ALWAYS remember yourselves, Optimists!
Thank you for being there, Mette.
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More bathroom awkwardness? Darn straight!
This weekend the fiancee and I headed out to dinner to use a gift card someone gave her for Christmas. I excused myself to use the restroom (AKA said “I have to pee”) and went.
I go in, prepare myself to use the urinal, when a man at the other urinal RIPS a fart. Then another. And these weren’t quiet…these were loud, you-better-check-your-shorts, farts!
I finished up quickly and left. I sat back down at the table and filled her in on the adventure.
“I don’t know anyone else who has such odd bathroom trips,” she told me.
For new year’s eve we ended up at my future sister-in-law/brother-in-law’s home after a LOVELY day of watching hockey, and their kids, my future nieces, have begged me to read to them for the last few visits. So this time, one of them ran up to me and the first thing she said (after licking my coat, which she does every time I visit for some odd reason) “I have books. I have them ready.” I laughed…and couldn’t believe that!
So I ended up spending some of my eve sitting on a couch with both girls sitting next to me reading the books they wanted to hear. Two different books. That they wanted read at the same time.
But I’m THAT good and succeeded.