Friday, February 29, 2008

Cloudy days

Today was rainy. A change from the gorgeous weather we've been having. I can't say that I minded the rain. I think living in Vancouver for all of my life has water proofed me. Well sort of. I still came home all wet but I didn't particularly mind. Somehow today didn't beat yesterday though.
Yesterday was freaking awesome. I went to the market and then took Teako for a three and a half hour walk around Stanley Park (starting and ending at the float planes). My feet are still sore but it was fantastic. Teako is a great walking partner too :)
Tonight I am going to zen out. I've got some pretty music on, a fire in the fireplace and candles burning. Romancing myself if you will (while saving energy). Being single is not so bad :)
Tomorrow, Festival du Bois (frenchy festival). Sunday, salsa dancing.

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

The ugly side of the beauty industry

So the Esthetique Spa International show as great... however towards the second day I was starting to see the ugliness that plagues the beauty industry. There were booths as far as the eyes could see selling so many cosmetics, beauty creams, weight loss diets, laser, electrolysis, some doctor Ho looking like apparatuses that you strap to yourself and "lose weight"... it started to seem ridiculous. Women were walking around looking like dolls. No longer human. It was kind of scary.
This one lady came up to me and said "Come with me, I will fix your face." I was taken aback by this comment and told her that I was quite happy with my face and I didn't think it needed fixing "but honey, you have imperfect skin. Here touch mine and feel the beauty." Actually her face looked quite swollen and expressionless. Personally I'd rather be able to show emotion and expression with my face and I don't care if it leads to laugh lines and crows feet and what ever comes with aging.
While I was being a guinea pig for the mud wraps, I would pretend to sleep so I could listen to the people around me. These two ladies were talking about their products and this one lady was saying that she made her own cosmetics. The other one seemed rather disgusted because they were all natural, organic products. She even told the other lady that apparently her cosmetics don't work because she had wrinkles and age spots. It was really amazing and shocking how cut throat the people were. When talking to competitors you could hear the sting in their voice.
I was talking to this one girl who was about my age, perhaps a little bit older and she was talking about how she wasn't concerned about the effects of chemicals and the sun/tanning booths because by the time she was old, she would be able to afford all of the "neat procedures" that they had to make you look beautiful.
That was something else that bothered me... all of the chemicals and shit in most of the products! Already though eating, drinking and breathing we are taking in more shit then our body can handle. It's working over time trying to expel these carcinogens and with those that they can't expel, they store it. There it accumulates and I wouldn't be surprised if it was a cause for many of the diseases that we have today. So why would you go and put more chemicals into your body? I don't understand. You're not pretty when you're dead or dying. So why? It baffles me.
What Pam and I both found quite frustrating was that we'd try to explain the benefits of Golden Moor Mud and quite a few people either didn't have the education or they didn't care that this was beneficial for you're insides just as much, if not more, then what's on the outside. Many people didn't care or understand that one of it's benefits is an anti-inflammatory that could help patients with arthritis or that it could help with their internal well being.
Anyways all of this has been on my mind. I know I need to separate myself from all of this but I can't help but feel a bit responsible because I will be entering this industry. Even though Registered Massage Therapists work with healing and well being, we're still going to have to heal with some aspect of the beauty industry.

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Quand je m'endors contre ton corps, alors je n'ai plus de doute, l'amour existe encore

When I fall asleep against your body , Then I don't have any doubt, Love still exists
These are lyrics that I've had stuck in my head for most of today... just a part of the song because it's really all I can remember.

After googling the song, the rest of the lyrics are quite intense and the level of my feelings aren't quite there yet, however today I find myself with butterflies. The ones that won't quite go away but are pleasant and make you smile. Nothing beats falling asleep next to someone that means something to you.

Anyways it's still a very pretty song (video/lyrics). It's also done in English (lyrics) too but it doesn't do it justice.

A glimpse at a social life...

So is this what it feels like to have a social life? So far I am into day 3 of my reading break and I haven't touched a book. Working at the Esthetique International Spa show at Canada Place was awesome! I was a bit rusty on which products were which but it didn't take me long before I learnt enough about them to be able to inform the clients about Golden Moor Mud. I was fortunate because Sunday morning, Mark, the owner of the company, did a presentation on his company and his products. It was very informative and very interesting. Great stuff so it was quite easy to sell. After a long 10 hour days work, Pam, Mark (owner of Golden Moor), Bob (distributor for BC) and I went for so much needed food at Khai, a thai restaurant downtown. There, Francois and David (an other frenchy friend of Franky's) joined us. It was bizarre because there were 4 frenchies and two... not frenchies at dinner. Usually it's the other way around! Anyways. After dinner, Franky, David, Pam and I hit the beach with a few beers. It reminded us of summer (even if we were sitting there with our winter jackets, scarves, tuques and gloves :) ). The night finished relatively early and Pam and I found ourselves in bed by 11 / 11:30.
The next day at the show was great. A lot of people were getting excited about and buying the product. I was also getting a more in depth understanding of how Moor Mud works. By 5 it was time to shut down. This I found quite fascinating! With the amount of people that were working at our booth, it didn't take too much time for us to set down. We were quick and efficient... I guess I was focused on my work because it wasn't until after we were finished that I looked around to see what everyone was doing. This huge space was filled with people taking down their booths. It looked so chaotic because there were forklifts with boxes, people rolling up the carpet in the isles and taking down things from the ceiling... it was just a buzz with activity. Everyone had their part to play and it was quite cool. Yeah so I am quite easily entertained but I like organized chaos :)
After work, Pam and I headed over to North Van where we met up with Franky and David once again... this time we went for dinner at Horseshoe Bay and then enjoyed a bottle of wine on the boulders at Whytecliffe park. It was so nice to get to sit there and watch the ocean and trees. It was so peaceful you could hardly tell that you were anywhere near Vancouver (except for the reflection of the city lights on the clouds). I did manage to take a picture but I was quite drunk and it was quite dark so it's terribly blurry. If I had a tripod (or had thought of setting my camera down on something that didn't move, like the giant rock that we were sitting on) it would have made for a stunning picture. After polishing off a bottle of red wine, we hung out for a little bit longer before it started to rain. We headed for cover at David's place, had a few drinks in front of the fire and then we all fell asleep. Pam, Franky and I sandwiched on the futon. It was like in those cartoons... if one of us wanted to move, the rest of us had to move. Lets just say the night wasn't very restful. It was well worth it though. It's nice to go out and take it easy.

Smugmug photos of the Esthetique International Spa Show found here.

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Yay it's break time!

Finally it's reading week! This month has gone by so quickly! So how does someone like me start their week off? Well it started with a waffle at Cafe Medina with the girls (Pam and Joy), then off to Capers to get moisturizer that I forgot to pick up yesterday, to Long and McQuade to get my guitar (now a lefty) then home for a blissful nap.
Upon waking, I had a quick snack, a shower and am now cleaning my room. I've decided to rearrange my underwear drawer because hey! I've got the time! So last time the count was 80 some odd underwear and 8 bras. I made sure to get rid of the ones that I didn't like or need. So this evening when I emptied my underwear drawer... I realized that I might have accumulated a shit load of underwear and bras... again! So this underwear drawer cleaning count is 13 bras, 58 underwear and 6 swimsuits.

I think I have a problem.

Friday, February 22, 2008

Thing I love...

  • Going to school when there's clear blue skies and sunshine.
  • Great interesting teachers for TWO classes!
  • Classmates that I am comfortable around and make me laugh.
  • Sunshine so warm at lunch time that I had to take off my sweater.
  • Biodegradable laundry detergent and bathroom cleaner, chlorine free pantyliners, pads and toilet paper.
  • Yoga journal magazine.
  • New shoes!
  • Sunshine on my commute home.
  • A mewing and purring kitty cat greeting me when I come home.
  • Knowing that reading break is just one more mid term away.
  • Having someone on my mind all day.
Today was a good day.

Thursday, February 21, 2008

I'm being too hard on myself...

Warning: Me uncensored, raw and real.

Heck where to start, I don't know. All I know is that if I do find a train of thought in this mass of fog that I call my mind... this is going to be one hell of a long blog entry. I've had a rough day. I'm being too hard on myself. I need to be gentle with myself. But the nature of the beast is not to be so this is why I am here now, writing about how I can be a hard ass.
So we all know that I wanted to quit being a massage therapist back in level 100 of this whole journey that they call massage therapy school. However I didn't because I found passions and focused on them. I had great dreams of pregnancy massage and women's health. Those passions were what kept me going. This was shit I'd actually enjoy reading about and that when I was having a rough time with say... neuroanatomy or anatomy and physiology I'd think that if I could get though that I'd be that much closer to pregnancy massage and women's health. And so far it had been so good. Maybe I was too hyped up for this afternoon's massage on a pregnant lady. Maybe my personal standards were set too high. Fuck maybe I know they were! Somehow I figured I'd be a natural at this shit because it's what I enjoy. And honestly if I take away the PSMing emotional me right now and think with my head and not with my heart... I know that I did a pretty good job for a first timer at pregnancy massage. My client came in slightly skeptical and left content and relaxed. Couldn't really ask for better could you? Well I can ask for better of myself. I always can and I can beat myself up for it. Finished feeling incompetent and pretty lousy. I then realized that I forgot to get my client to sign the consent form. That's probably the most important part but fuck who's really paying attention to that?!
I guess all of this festered so that when I was writing my systemic treatment mid quarter, I was trying feverishly to write about how I would tell a guest about breast massage and it's benefits when the page started to get blurry... then sniffles. The familiar sound of falling tears on paper got me even more frustrated! I hadn't cried over a freaking exam in... well since level 100. Ok so I cry at the begging of my oral practical's when the teacher isn't looking but that's just so I can get it out of my system in case I get the urge to freak out while the teacher is over analyzing every thing I am doing with my patient/client/guest/whatever. I looked at the rest of my exam though teary eyes... tried to look for easy questions with easy answers but there were none.
Fortunately I was able to make it to the library and sob for a while. Sob at what? Fucked if I know. It was a mixture of my own incompetence at something I thought was my dream and something else. But now am not so sure of anymore.
I was able to have a nice long talk with my systemics teacher, now my mentor, about the frustration of all of this. It helped. She's really a wise woman and someone that I respect and admire a lot. She keeps it real and asks the questions that you don't often want to ask yourself. But that I appreciate. Makes me face shit that I would probably keep inside.
Because I give a lot of myself emotionally to this and to everything I do... she asked if I could cut back on it. When she asked that, she didn't specify what I should cut back on and I just assumed she meant workload and being hard on myself. I've done that and it's helped a lot! But then she specified... could I cut back emotionally. I thought for a while and said that I don't think I'd know how to cut back emotionally. All I know is how to fully invest myself emotionally into everything that I do. I don't know if I could separate myself even just partially. Hell there are all of these books on compassion, passion, caring, and all those fluffy emotional things but I don't think there are any books on how to care less. I am not saying that I am a walking/talking/living care bear but yeah... you know what I mean.
So what the hell am I going to do? Well I am going to start by seeing if someone wants to go out for dinner and possibly a movie now that I've offloaded this emotional something or other onto my blog (thanks blog), I am going to go to sleep, get up tomorrow morning at 5:45 am and go to school. They say that school is the hardest part of this whole thing. I am counting on the fact that they're right. I've heard that I've got what it takes... it's in my hands but right now my hands are cold and I wonder what they see. Well I know I've got it judging by the feedback I've gotten from clients and such but tonight I can't help but wonder what they see.

On that cheery note:
Happy 1st Birthday to my Blog!

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

WELCOME TO THE WORLD BABY KHALEEL!!!

After a little over 11 hours of labor, baby Khaleel was born at 5pm Winnipeg time. He weighed 9 pound 11 ounces and was 21 1/2 inches long. Catherine (mom) is doing great and is recovering in the hospital.

Grand Maman Claudette, Mommy Catherine and Baby Khaleel!

Baby Khaleel

Auntie Jacqueline and baby Khaleel

What a cute baby! I've been all smiles since I found out! People on the bus must have thought I was weird... I got the text from Remi and was beaming for the rest of the bus ride home. Even cried a tear of joy.

Pre pregnancy massage

So tomorrow we get to do some pregnancy massage on real pregnant ladies. I am thoroughly stoked. Mind you I've already done some pregnancy massage through clinic and outreach but it will make a difference now that I know what to do.
During the time while I havn't been studying for my mid terms (spinal and orthopedic treatment), eating or sleeping, I've been reading Pre and Perinatal Massage Therapy by Carole Osbone-Sheets. It's a very interesting book and it's quite well written too. I especially liked this part:

Additionally, limit endocrine gland point stimulation to allow the hormonal orchestration of pregnancy to proceed undisturbed.

Hormonal orchestration... clever :) Ok time to go to my afternoon class. Yay neurotreatment... I think... we'll see what today brings!

My cousin is in labor...

...as of two hours ago. :) It's times like these when I HATE living far away from my family in Winnipeg! It almost makes me feel like I should start walking to Winnipeg so I can be there for her. But I know she's in good hands and she'll have many people taking care of her and her little baby. Anyways my thoughts are with her and I hope that everything goes well. Man am I ever excited :) She's the frist cousin on the Fiola side to have a baby. Yay growing family!

This is her first ultrasound... taken in september 2007.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Some things never change

When I was a little girl, we'd go camping a lot as a family. I guess this was a good time for us to learn more about nature. I always enjoyed making stews or other various goodies with sticks, dirt, leaves, flowers and water. I don't recall trying to eat any of my concoctions, however, I do remember trying to feed some to my little brother. Sorry Steph :)
This one time, my brother and I made mud balls (with other goodies in them) and put them in empty four packs of various types of coolers/ciders that my parents had. I then proceeded to try to sell my various mud balls to other campers in the campground. 25 cents for a four pack! What a deal! Apparently I did manage to sell some of my mud balls... people just though I was so damn cute.
This weekend, I am going to be selling mud again. This time it will be some fancy mud and it will be through the Esthetics Spa International Show at the convention center. This is the mud that we use for wraps at school, Spa Utopia also uses the mud for various spa treatments. There are so many wicked benefits to this mud it's really some neat stuff. Anyways I worked for them last year and they're a great company to work for. So I look forward to working with the people from Golden Moor Mud again.
In other news: Today we had a visitor in class. He was a really cute black pug! His name was Jack and he spent all afternoon with us. Though I am still quite nervous around small dogs, it still didn't stop me from cuddling with Jack (hey, I'm not picky at the moment :) I'll cuddle anything... even things I am afraid of).
Yesterday we found out something super cool while looking through my family history. Both my Great Grand Papa on my Mom's side and my Great Grand Papa on my Dad's side were on the same train coming from Quebec to settle in the region of Winnipeg! So that means that my Great Great Grand Papa's most likely knew each other WAY back in 18something! How neat is that?! We haven't found if I am related to Francois but even if I am it's so far back that I doubt it'll matter. I am however related to Louis Riel (1844-1885 a Canadian politician, leader of the Metis) and Louis Hebert (1575-1627 considered the first Canadian apothecary as well as first European to farm in Canada) but then again so is most of the French-Canadian population. :)

Monday, February 18, 2008

You know you're getting older when....

When a trip to Ikea is terribly exciting.... and getting a drying rack, tea lights and a blanket for naps at school makes you happy. Heck I am totally stoked about my drying rack! We already have one for our home but I wanted one for when I move out. I was bad too... I couldn't resist a frozen yoghurt and had one after my shopping... my poor lactarded body reminded me why I shouldn't have dairy. Thank god naps make my feeling like death is taking over my innards go away. Two hours later I was good as new.
Found out that the Festival Du Bois is on March 1st and 2nd. I am so going to be there, attending the cuillere work shops and going back to my french canadian roots. Hoping to drag some not so frenchies that way I can share with them part of my culture.
This evening I went out for coffee with Francois again and it was great to get to talk to him/get to know him a bit better. Though we'd been out twice before we didn't have the chance to get to talk to each other that much (people flamenco dancing and/or singing). Finally starting to shake the feeling that he's my long lost cousin :P

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Who am I to make flames ignite but I can't even make myself sleep at night.

I think I have a thing for Thomas Haas! For Christmas, Mum gave me a $25 gift certificate for Thomas Haas so being the boys (Dad and Steph) are in Winnipeg, we went there after school yesterday. We had an amazing lunch and then I marveled at the display of pastries and chocolates! What pieces of art. And then Thomas Haas himself came out from the back kitchen to add more pasties... my pulse quickened, my palms got sweaty and my face went red. I had to smile at myself cuz no movie star or singer (ok maybe Josh Groban does) has me lusting after them but Thomas Haas makes me weak in the knees. Tee hee :) Anyways it was nice to get to spend the afternoon with Mum.
In the evening, Joy and Joey came over and we enjoyed our left overs from the previous night, before heading off to the Purple Crab for the acoustic show II. Before we got there though, we stopped by Cafe Montmartre because Pacifika was playing there again. They weren't on and the place was packed so after mingling a little we went to the Purple Crab. We managed to miss Trike (a band that is not quite to our liking) and got there in time for the 3rd band. They were pretty good... but then Incura came on. They were so good! I usually don't really listen to the kind of music that they play but I really enjoyed their music. So much so that I bought their CD. I was a little uncertain because they usually don't play acousticly but their drummer is traveling the world so they're giving it a try. I'm one that likes quieter music... no yelling or stuff like that. Stresses me out. Next time they're going to play in Vancouver I am pretty sure that Joy, Joey and I will be going to listen to them.
This morning while Mum and I listened to their CD and it's been on repeat ever since! It's great! And even Mum likes it too! Well time to stop catching up on blogging and get the day going. It's beautifully sunny but I have three mid terms and one mid quarter next week... the week after is a reading break though so I am REALLY looking forward to that! It'll be a week filled with catching up with school work, salsa dancing, guitar playing, live music and photography! WOO! I can't wait!

Blog entry title taken from lyrics by Incura. They've just been stuck in my head and I don't know which song they're form... yet.

Saturday, February 16, 2008

The story of our lives start and end this way. We started all as dust...

The past two days have been fantastic! Valentines day was probably the best ever yet. School was school but I had systemic treatment and orthopedic treatment. Two classes that I enjoy very much. In the evening, Jen, Kristine and I went to Aurora for out outreach. We started our evening with a pit stop at Capers for dinner. Yummy pakoras and happy planet fruit juices had us energized and ready to go.
Though I was looking forward to giving out the roses, I was a little bit nervous about it. I wasn't too sure how it would be received I also didn't know how I would react. I was afraid that I might be overwhelmed by emotion. These women are so amazing and so empowered that the energy within the center is a very charged one (not particularly negative, nor positive, just one of strength and.... it's hard to describe).
When we handed out the roses, it was very well received The women were very touched. The overall emotion was a joyous one. There were so many smiles and laughs that it was really great to see. The treatment part of the outreach was great too! I'm finding that I am getting more and more confidant in trying techniques that I haven't quite "mastered" yet.
After clinic, I met up with Francois. We went to Kino's cafe to watch the flamenco dancing. Talk about intense! I have no idea what they are singing about half the time but judging by the look on their face it must be something quite serious! I made the mistake of bringing my camera so I was a little bit anti social. Fortunately Francois takes photos as well so he understands. It was quite interesting meeting Francois for the first time. Being he's a frenchy as well it was like meeting a long lost cousin or something like this. I don't know why I have this association. Perhaps it's because we have the same last name (what a fluke!). Anyways hopefully I can shake this feeling cuz he's a really great guy.
Fortunately it wasn't too late a night because at 5:45am my alarm clock woke me for yet an other day at school. Again school was uneventful but still very interesting. I am finding that I am enjoying my classes. First thing in the morning, Randy came into our class and thanked us for what we did for the women at Aurora. Apparently Jana (our clinic supervisor) was so impressed with our actions that as soon as she got home, she e-mailed Randy and told him about what we did. Randy was very proud of us too. Annette sent us an e-mail as well telling us how proud she was of us and how we probably changed Valentines day for those women for a long time. Many teachers stopped us to thank us for what we did. I found it strange and still kinda don't know how to feel about all the praise that we've been getting because I didn't do it for the praise or for myself. The girls and I just wanted to show the ladies that we appreciate what they are going through.
That evening, Joy came over and we made an amazing dinner of naan, tzatziki, my famous salad and a pasta with four cheese and red pepper pesto cream sauce, baked asparagus and portobella mushrooms with shrimp. Oh yum :) Francois and Diego met up with us and we headed to Cafe Montmartre to watch Pacifika play. Pacifika is one of Joy's friends, Adams, band.
What an amazing music! I really enjoyed it and I think everyone else did too! Sometime in June (I think it's June anyways) they are opening for Feist! I am so there :P I can't wait for that! At one point and time during their show the entire audience started clapping along with the music. I closed my eyes and felt the energy and music and it was really really neat!
Again it was an other late night and again my alarm woke me up at 5:45am. This morning it was harder to get out of bed then the last. Especially knowing that we had spinal treatment. Ick! On the plus side, at least we have spinal treatment once a week! This week, we started a new class, systemic pathology level 400. We have a new teacher, Amanda and she's totally awesome! She has her teaching degree and it's VERY apparent cuz she can hold our attention for the entire 3 and a half hours and we're even really interested in everything she has to say. We asked her nicely if she can take over spinal treatment and she said we'll see :) YAY!
Ok now I should pay attention to spinal treatment...

Title taken from one of the songs from Pacifika...

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

AWE!!!

After spending the past 5 hours of my night making cupcakes I was really looking foreward to going to bed. When I got to my room this is what I found!
The note says: "Dear Janelle, You are my Valentine because you think so much of others. Hugs Dad" That's enough to make me misty eyed. I guess these little surprises are the perks of living at home. Oh, the teddy bears are mine tho :) Hugz and Kisses... I've had them since I was a little girl and still sleep with them when I sleep alone.

Valentines day prep at the Fontaine's

You sure can tell it's Valentines day tomorrow by the activity in our house. My brother has been busy as a bee, getting everything ready for his Valentines day extravaganza! His plans for tomorrow: Breakfast with the girlfriend followed by snowshoeing on Cypress (with a little romantic snack that he's packed) followed by late lunch somewhere then Theatre sports then over to our place where he's going to make her dinner (flowers chocolates gifts are given here). What a romantic guy :)
Dad got some flowers for mum tonight as he's leaving for Winnipeg tomorrow. He's got croissants for his two girls for breakfast... a quick something before we have to head off to school/work.
And me... well I'm making alittle special something too! I spent all evening making cupcakes (and playing around with my camera). I've made a chocolate ganache icing but I flavored it with chili. Sounds crazy but it's amazing! You don't notice the chili flavor initially but it lingers and warms your tongue. Who are they for you ask? Well the girls at school :) I figured I have to spoil someone! Oh and being I have clinic in the evening, the girls that I am going to clinic with and I picked up some roses today at costco and we're going to be giving one to each of the women at Aurora :)
Well time to ice the cupcakes!

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

The scorpio in me almost came out today...

So I dislike my spinal treatment class... well no it's not fair to say that I dislike the class. I am sure the class is fine. It's the teacher that drives me mad. Every class it takes every ounce of my being to not bite his head off.... it's just really hard. Occasionally there'll be a snarky comment that will escape my mouth but quite frankly, I don't care. A snarky comment is nothing compared to the bombardment of insults that go through my head during a 3 and a half hour period. Yeah there aren't too many people that rub me the wrong way like this teacher does.
Of course because of this disliking of the teacher, I haven't been as studious in this class as I should have been. He also gives LOTS of assignments which he marks for participation... most of which I forget to do. His exams are a joke... he'll ask the most obscure things and also he'll ask things which he never covered. So really it's very important to study EVERYTHING when studying for one for his exams.
Saturday I missed his class cuz I slept in. Sure I could have shown up for the second half of class but just thinking about having to deal with him made me hide under my blankets even more. Realizing that this was starting to be a problem, I made a mental note to go see him on Tuesday (today) to see where I stand in his class.
So today being Tuesday I went to see him to ask if I could meet with him sometime to review my grades, lates and absences. He said now was good so he pulled out a binder. After looking through it for some time, he realized it was the wrong one. Idiot! Finally he got around to getting my marks. He was being a terrible asshole... all snarky and shit. Then again I couldn't have been any better. Apparently I can't hide the sting very well when I talk to someone I dislike. First quiz 13/20 (65%), first mid quarter 13.5/24 (56%), 3 lates and 1 absence.
The attendance policy for our school is as follows: For each absence 2% will be deducted from your final grade. Leaner's must attend a minimum of 90% of classes in order to pass the class. Arriving more than 15 minutes after the start of class will be considered as arriving "late" for that half of class. Five "lates" will be equivalent to one absence (therefore loss of 2%). This certain teacher has been making us late if we're late 3 or 4 minutes. I make sure to always be there on time or at the most 5 minutes late cuz I know how disruptive it is when people get there late. So those 3 lates! They're fucking bullshit! He apparently wasn't aware of the rules but being a teacher, I think he should read em... it's kinda his responsibility.
So today I was so angry I almost cried. Then I thought... why am I angry? Am I even more angry at the incompetence of this teacher or am I also angry at myself for not being responsible and studying for this class. Hell I still think my teacher is a total ass and I'll still have to count to 10 or 20 or 30 or 1000 before I let anything come out of my mouth. But I think todays anger also had to do with me being angry at me. Right now I am failing an easy class. Why? Because I don't want to study for a class I dislike. Who's at a loss here? Me. I am sure the teacher doesn't give two fucks if I pass his class or not (then again if I fail he has to deal with me for two terms). So the lesson I learnt today. Study for spinal treatment cuz ya don't want to have to deal with pain in the ass teacher.
K time to study! Yay spinal treatment.

Monday, February 11, 2008

Cruisin the meat market...

So I am back on the meat market... figured being single is great and all but I'd rather have someone who'll spend time with me and challenge me. So between school and that there's been nothing much to blog about. Being back on the dating scene is interesting... many people looking for a piece of ass. But that's not what I am lookin for.
People make me laugh though... they say they are outdoorsy, yet you ask them to go for a walk on a sunny day and they would rather play their veido games... Umm ok?
Figure I need someone who can challenge me just as much as I can challenge them. Anyways the search continues.

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

I think I have pink eye...

Yesterday in neuroanatomy we studied the eye... the anatomy of the eye, what nourishes the eye, which nerves innervate the eye, how the eye works, pathologies of the eye... It was very interesting. So you could imagine my surprise when I looked at myself in the mirror this morning and my right eye was all veiney and pink. On the plus side it was a good review. I looked at it for a while, named out the structures that could be involved and then continued to get ready.
What the heck do you do with pinkeye? Does it go away on it's own? I guess I could look it up in my books. I'm pretty sure it would be in the Merk Manual of diagnosis and therapy but I'll save that to after I've finished studying and writing this afternoons midterm exam. All I know is that it's contagious but I don't think I'll go rubbing eyes with anyone anytime soon. As long as it's gone by friday!

**Had a good laugh at myself after reviewing my blog... It's like I'm a hypochondriac. Tee hee. But I'm not.... seriously :P

Monday, February 4, 2008

I think I'm broked :( I need some fixin' :)

Well fuck now it hurts to type! Maybe this is a sign that I should stop studying :) hee hee... I don't think so :P
After my endless crochetting around x-mas time I had really really sore forearms. I wasn't particularly surprised but to prevent further injury I stopped. I kept going to the gym though which I am sure just made matters worse. It had gotten so bad that when I was doing this certain exercise, my left arm would lock in elbow flexion... it would then be stuck and I'd have to take my right hand to gently shake it out of it's spasm. Last week while practicing fine fibrations with my right hand my whole forearm and part of my arm went into spasm and didn't come out of it (not matter how much massage, hydrotherapy or anything that I tried to do) until I took magnesium and electrolytes. It now hurts to massage and during today's massage my arms were shaking with exhaustion after only an hour of massage. Damn damn damn!
I guess this week I am going to step it up and do contrast arm baths everyday! I should also start to see a massage therapist for my forearms. Heck if someone came in with the problems that I'm describing I'd want to see them at least once a week until the pain has subsided.

Awe hell!

You see, those nifty things called agendas/day planners? Yeah when you have one you're supposed to look it in! I knew I had two midterms, two midquarters and a quiz. Apparently I should have looked at my agenda and not just assumed that this is what this week will look like. Instead of what I thought I have, I have three midquarters (two of which are tomorrow... and I've only studied for one) and two midterms. Damn!
Kinda interesting though... normally this would send me into major freak out mode and I'd more then likely get an anxiety attack. This time I've done neither of those. When I realized my mistake, I said "Fuck" and then pulled out my orthotreatment notes so I could start studying those once I finish neuroanatomy. Andd then I procrastinated some more by writing this blog entry! YAY!

Sunday, February 3, 2008

"It's not her fault. I had a peepee problem in grade 3 too!"

Ha ha! As you can imagine, the 10 year class reunion was a hoot. Sure it was nothing official but a few of us got together, thanks to Facebook and caught up on the past 10 years. It's hard (yet easy) to believe that elementary school was so long ago! No one is married yet... but two people have kids (well one is pregnant, the other one had a little girl). For a moment, I almost felt old. But then I realized that I was 12 10 years ago and that doesn't make me old now :)
Today I had my first guitar lesson. I posted an add on craigslist to see if there was anyone out there who would want to teach me guitar. Surprisingly enough many people responded. So many that I'd have about 14 e-mails a day that I had to sift through. Jordan and I met up at Granville island and he taught me a few basic things.
One very interesting thing that I found out was... I have the wrong guitar. Being I am a right handed person, I figured I'd get a right handed guitar. Makes sense right? Wrong. I knew my left pinky was double jointed but I didn't think it would have been a problem. It is! It won't move properly. Not only that but I have better finger dexterity with my right hand so it would be better to have my left one for picking. I might try to exchange my guitar... or I just might switch the strings. If I do that then my pick guard/scratch pad (or what ever it's called) will be on the wrong side. I don't care too much... it could be quite original :)
Well time to hit the sac. Busy day tomorrow! Busy week this coming week. Two midterms, two midquarters and one quiz. Eeepp! At least I'm almost 1/4 way done the term :)

Friday, February 1, 2008

As soon as I held it, I knew it was meant to be...


After browsing around on craigslist most of the weekend, I decided to check Tom Lee and Long and McQuade for my first guitar. After school, Joy and I went to Tom Lee. Tom Lee was terribly unhelpful... and quite intimidating actually! Finally we decided to go to Long & McQuade. The sales person there was very very helpful! I think he was quite suprised as to how little I knew. Finally I went on a combination of Eric's recomendation and the sales guy. My first guitar is a Art and Lutherie beauty. I was a little tentative to hold it at first but as soon as I sat down with it, I knew it was a fit. I'll have to take a picture eventually! I was too excited yesterday and ended up spending all evening strumming my guitar and looking up how to play guitar videos.
Somehow now I feel like I am cheating on my camera. Too many hobbies. Oh and I can't forget about school. I can see how I could totally get carried away with playing guitar or taking pictures and completely neglect school in the process.

The video is what I want to be able to play... kinda like my goal. I am going to start with something simpler though :)