Another chapter closed? If I call my employment at the Fisherman's Catch a chapter. I don't think it qualifies. Today was my last day. James even got me good with a whip-cream pie - all over my hair and eyes. Nice. I'm still trying to get it out of my hair.
Friday night of this weekend was, to be corny, a blast. Sarah was in Toronto with Jim for the weekend and we headed up to meet them, crashing for the night at the Travelodge. Sarah's plane was delayed so we had a few drinks at the hotel before heading out to dinner. Katie and I, the 2 of us with the lowest tolerance, ended up drinking the most amount of alcohol. Yeah, baby.
Anyway, short post today - Je suis fatigue.
Word of the day: idiosyncracy. Person's own characteristic way of behaving. My idiosyncracies really come to light when I'm drunk, too bad their just annoying at that point.
Sunday, December 11, 2005
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
The Philosophical Traveller
December 27th at 7 a.m. This is the date for take-off. No turning back now - the flight is booked.
How do I feel about that? Well, it depends on what time you're asking me. One minute I'm excited about leaving Dover and doing something different. The next minute I'm incredibly nervous and think I'm going to hate it. So, what's a gal gonna do but go and give it a try?
I think I'm partly going on philosophical principles. I don't want to be scared of change in my life - of taking chances and trying new things. Too many people settle for less because their scared of the unknown. Its not that I'm not frightened of it, but I at least want to be able to face that fear.
So, off to Korea I go. My technique for dealing with it right now - avoidance. Instead, go on with life as usual.
This past weekend was nice. Friday night was spent with the gang at 42/80. Got a good buzz. I really don't party enough anymore. I really gotta get back up to the Loo and party before I leave.
Saturday we got our family pictures taken. The photographer told me what I already knew - I have a great instant fake smile. I got teased for it in Africa too - I can totally smile on cue. Unfortunately, it also looks totally fake. It's just way too big to be for real. Ah well, my dream of being America's Next Top Model will just have to be forgotten. Otherwise, it went well. I can't wait to see them. After that, Lorne and I headed up to his house and, basically, just did nothing for the night. Fine with me. With this deadline hanging over our heads, it's nice to have some quiet time with each other. It's a strange time right now - it's like have an expiry date on your relationship.
From Lorne's I headed to Toronto to meet up with Rich, Mel, Derek, Paul and Destiny (Paul's girlfriend) to attend the Dave Matthews Concert at the ACC. The concert was awesome - especially at the beginning and end, when they played most of their classics. For a bit in the middle they played most of their new stuff and I've heard almost none of it. So for awhile there, I found myself thinking about how I was going to cut my hair and what I wanted for Chrismas more than listening to the concert. I think the best part, though, was just seeing all those guys from highschool. It was nice to catch up.
Anyway, it was a nice weekend. Now it's back to the grind. I have to work 6 days this week until Sunday - my last day! Praise the lord!
Word of the day: resplendent. Brilliant with colour or decorations. The Erie Beach looks resplendent covered in Chirstmas lights. I'm so glad they decorate for our Fisherman's Catch customers across the street.
How do I feel about that? Well, it depends on what time you're asking me. One minute I'm excited about leaving Dover and doing something different. The next minute I'm incredibly nervous and think I'm going to hate it. So, what's a gal gonna do but go and give it a try?
I think I'm partly going on philosophical principles. I don't want to be scared of change in my life - of taking chances and trying new things. Too many people settle for less because their scared of the unknown. Its not that I'm not frightened of it, but I at least want to be able to face that fear.
So, off to Korea I go. My technique for dealing with it right now - avoidance. Instead, go on with life as usual.
This past weekend was nice. Friday night was spent with the gang at 42/80. Got a good buzz. I really don't party enough anymore. I really gotta get back up to the Loo and party before I leave.
Saturday we got our family pictures taken. The photographer told me what I already knew - I have a great instant fake smile. I got teased for it in Africa too - I can totally smile on cue. Unfortunately, it also looks totally fake. It's just way too big to be for real. Ah well, my dream of being America's Next Top Model will just have to be forgotten. Otherwise, it went well. I can't wait to see them. After that, Lorne and I headed up to his house and, basically, just did nothing for the night. Fine with me. With this deadline hanging over our heads, it's nice to have some quiet time with each other. It's a strange time right now - it's like have an expiry date on your relationship.
From Lorne's I headed to Toronto to meet up with Rich, Mel, Derek, Paul and Destiny (Paul's girlfriend) to attend the Dave Matthews Concert at the ACC. The concert was awesome - especially at the beginning and end, when they played most of their classics. For a bit in the middle they played most of their new stuff and I've heard almost none of it. So for awhile there, I found myself thinking about how I was going to cut my hair and what I wanted for Chrismas more than listening to the concert. I think the best part, though, was just seeing all those guys from highschool. It was nice to catch up.
Anyway, it was a nice weekend. Now it's back to the grind. I have to work 6 days this week until Sunday - my last day! Praise the lord!
Word of the day: resplendent. Brilliant with colour or decorations. The Erie Beach looks resplendent covered in Chirstmas lights. I'm so glad they decorate for our Fisherman's Catch customers across the street.
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
Applications are Worrisome Things
Grad school applications were made by the devil. Or at least by a scarred prof who had atraumatizing experience with a grad school student and decided to make all our lives a living hell.
I hate filling out applications, trying to prove myself to other people. All it does is raise doubts and concerns about yourself: am I smart enough? good enough? motivated enough? do I really want to do this for the rest of my life?
One of the worst parts is asking your former profs for reference letters. Suddenly that paper that you only did half-assed is coming back to haunt you. Well, I'll see how this goes tomorrow, I guess. That's when I'm planning to start my begging. Hey Park, I haven't had you teach me in year, but how about you deciding my future for me? Thanks. Appreciate it.
On a completely other note, my mom took my dog to the vet the other day. He hurt his leg playing frisbee the other day and had been limping since. The vet checked him out: apparently Marley plays frisbee so hard that his shoulder dislocates somewhat and swells up. That just shows how hardcore he is. The vet described him as anxious. That's the understatement of the year.
Word of the day: prognosticate. Forecast. I prognosticate that tomorrow is gonna be a not-so-fun day.
I hate filling out applications, trying to prove myself to other people. All it does is raise doubts and concerns about yourself: am I smart enough? good enough? motivated enough? do I really want to do this for the rest of my life?
One of the worst parts is asking your former profs for reference letters. Suddenly that paper that you only did half-assed is coming back to haunt you. Well, I'll see how this goes tomorrow, I guess. That's when I'm planning to start my begging. Hey Park, I haven't had you teach me in year, but how about you deciding my future for me? Thanks. Appreciate it.
On a completely other note, my mom took my dog to the vet the other day. He hurt his leg playing frisbee the other day and had been limping since. The vet checked him out: apparently Marley plays frisbee so hard that his shoulder dislocates somewhat and swells up. That just shows how hardcore he is. The vet described him as anxious. That's the understatement of the year.
Word of the day: prognosticate. Forecast. I prognosticate that tomorrow is gonna be a not-so-fun day.
Sunday, November 20, 2005
Korean Oprah
I am not a morning person.
This is what I've discovered this week while Lorne has stayed with me while my parent's are gone. He wakes up in the morning ready to get on with his day. I wake up in the morning ready to go back to bed. Or at least see how Katie Couric's day is going for a half hour. Can't start off my day without a good dose of Katie and Matt.
Yet maybe if I didn't struggle with damn insomnia I would be chipper in the morning too. Who's ready to get on with their day if they haven't slept yet? Only drug addicts and rockstars, really, and I'm not either (unless you count my crippling addiction to Oprah).
Do you think they get new episodes of Oprah in Korea? This, sadly, is a concern of mine since I've gotten this teaching job in Korea. See, I'm going to be there awhile - I could miss some very big episodes. What if Brad Pitt comes on to do a huge exclusive, explaining what happened between him and Jen and how he and Angelina are moving on? A few continents can't stop me from missing that.
On the brightside, if Oprah's in Korean, it would be good incentive for learning the language. You know, other than communicating with people and getting through daily life.
I really need to leave this town.
Word of the day: pedantic. Insisting on strict observance of rules and details in presenting knowledge. I hope I'm more pedantic than usual while processing my grad school applications.
This is what I've discovered this week while Lorne has stayed with me while my parent's are gone. He wakes up in the morning ready to get on with his day. I wake up in the morning ready to go back to bed. Or at least see how Katie Couric's day is going for a half hour. Can't start off my day without a good dose of Katie and Matt.
Yet maybe if I didn't struggle with damn insomnia I would be chipper in the morning too. Who's ready to get on with their day if they haven't slept yet? Only drug addicts and rockstars, really, and I'm not either (unless you count my crippling addiction to Oprah).
Do you think they get new episodes of Oprah in Korea? This, sadly, is a concern of mine since I've gotten this teaching job in Korea. See, I'm going to be there awhile - I could miss some very big episodes. What if Brad Pitt comes on to do a huge exclusive, explaining what happened between him and Jen and how he and Angelina are moving on? A few continents can't stop me from missing that.
On the brightside, if Oprah's in Korean, it would be good incentive for learning the language. You know, other than communicating with people and getting through daily life.
I really need to leave this town.
Word of the day: pedantic. Insisting on strict observance of rules and details in presenting knowledge. I hope I'm more pedantic than usual while processing my grad school applications.
Saturday, November 12, 2005
Fisherman's Bitch
A notice to my past and future customers: I do not, and will not, respond to any kind of cat calls, pssts!, stomping, snapping, hey you's, and any other patronizing and demeaning attempts to get my attention. I see you, I hear you, but I will not answer you. Save it for your dog.
Sometimes I don't mind the waitresing thing. You do get some interesting and friendly customers ; however, far too frequently lately I have been receiving the asshole customers that make wiatressing the piss poor job that it is. Basically, right now, it's just motivation for me to go back to school.
Anyway, for some actual good times, I'm going to post a few pictures of Halloween this year that ya'll might enjoy. My costume trick worked again this year: Find a hat, work the costume around that. This year I was a sailor. Well, if we want to be specific, I was a captain. Unfortunately, my dreams of being called "Cappy" didn't come true. Oh well, there's always next year.
Sometimes I don't mind the waitresing thing. You do get some interesting and friendly customers ; however, far too frequently lately I have been receiving the asshole customers that make wiatressing the piss poor job that it is. Basically, right now, it's just motivation for me to go back to school.
Anyway, for some actual good times, I'm going to post a few pictures of Halloween this year that ya'll might enjoy. My costume trick worked again this year: Find a hat, work the costume around that. This year I was a sailor. Well, if we want to be specific, I was a captain. Unfortunately, my dreams of being called "Cappy" didn't come true. Oh well, there's always next year.
Lorne and I
Me and Ty (and Ty's picture face)
Lorne, Chad and Ty doing a shot
Word of the day: nascent. Coming into existence. My blog is nascent. (I'll work on my sentences).
Monday, November 07, 2005
Officially a Blogger
Well, I was going to wait to start a blog until I left to go overseas again, as my life didn't seem to be interesting enough to begin one as it is. But then I realized, hey, why not? I've got stuff to say.
So, if anyone reads this who actually doesn't know me. I live in a small town in Ontario, Canada. I graduated from university in April and now, after a summer of working in Africa, am waitressing at a restaurant called the Fisherman's Catch. I hate it. Not necessarily the work itself, but being stuck in this small town, with its many small minds, with few chances to escape. Until the other day.
Yesterday I got offered a job to teach English in Korea. I accept! So, come the beginning of January, I'm off and this will become a blog of my travels in Korea. But, for now, enjoy my inner musings of nothingness.
So, if anyone reads this who actually doesn't know me. I live in a small town in Ontario, Canada. I graduated from university in April and now, after a summer of working in Africa, am waitressing at a restaurant called the Fisherman's Catch. I hate it. Not necessarily the work itself, but being stuck in this small town, with its many small minds, with few chances to escape. Until the other day.
Yesterday I got offered a job to teach English in Korea. I accept! So, come the beginning of January, I'm off and this will become a blog of my travels in Korea. But, for now, enjoy my inner musings of nothingness.
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