Ramblings.

Staple it together and call it bad weather.

2008-02-06T18:52:00.000-05:00

After many, many failed attempts at remembering my password, I finally just reset it. I am here, finally.

It's been a few months. That's because in those few months, not much has happened. It basically comes down to:

I'm now a year older than the last time I posted.
I applied to university.
I've been accepted to a university.
Today is day two of the new semester.
I was offered a wicked-awesome job with better pay..which I turned down.

I think that's about all that's new, besides my ever-changing hair..so that's not a big surprise.

Christmas and my birthday came and went. I applied to five schools, and so far I've been accepted to York on the Glendon campus for both an Undeclared major or an English/French major with an undeclared minor (likely to be History.) So I get to take my pick.

It's day two and I'm already sick of this semester. I've got French, Drama, Religion, and English Literature. Soon, Drama will be taken out of that list and I'll have a spare there.

Besides loving Feist and wanting everyone everywhere to leave Britney and Heath alone, I've been doing very little. Mostly just school (when it's not a "fog" day) or work.

I hope all is well with everyone else. I wouldn't know.. No one seems to post anymore. I know, I know, I'm guilty as well.

MTOD.

You could win a Caribbean Cruise for Two.

2007-11-28T11:54:00.000-05:00

So the preview of Blithe Spirit was yesterday morning. I wasn't in it, the other cast was. I must say it went surprisingly well. I'm in opening night (tonight) and closing (Friday.) Should be a hell of a time. Hopefully I'll see some of you there?

This past weekend was one of the best in awhile. Friday night I began Christmas shopping (unintentionally.) I then went to the Ritsma's for a relaxing night cuddled up on the couch with my dearest Amy and some Dane Cook Vicious Circle. Saturday morning/afternoon began with a delicious breakfast at Features with many and some time roaming around The Book Vault. I had rehearsal all afternoon, followed by pizza and some movies at the Best residence. Sunday was work, followed by some picture-taking and a delicious meal at the Creamery, as well as The Day After Tomorrow.

Like I said before, in all honesty, not much happens to me. But I love it.

I've fallen very far behind with my school work. I was away for three days last week due to illness, and away the first two of this week because of rehearsals and the preview. I have resolved not to let it bum me out. I'm catching up little by little and have managed to get extensions on all my projects. All I have to worry about this afternoon/tonight is a history test on the Industrial Revolution and slavery.

Hope all is well.

Oh, and Liam: The Wikipedia Game is a mind-blowing game including links and random words. Basically you start on the Main Page (at least 2 people need to play) and you pick a random word that would have its own page. For example, Mohawk (hairstyle.) You then are only allowed to click links to make it to the page for Mohawk (hairstyle.) You can not type it in, but you can use the featured content page. This is how I spend a lot of my class time. It is, surprisingly, a lot of fun. Who ever makes it to the selected page first, wins. The next time you start from the Mohawk page and pick a new word, and get there by clicking links. We've even devised Wikipedia Game Tournaments, first to five wins, or most out of five rounds win.

I'm a loser :) and I love it.

MTOD

Fell in Love With a Bad Idea.

2007-11-16T16:41:00.000-05:00

I have sat down at various computers several times in the last couple weeks, logged on to blogger (after many, many unsuccessful attempts) and began composing a new post. Each time I failed to come up with something to say. It seems a little strange, rejoining the blogging world this late in the game. It appears that I've decided to recommence posting just as some quit. I'm basically gonna do this for the same reason I always have: to put down recent happenings. But with the resurrection of my blog comes a new format. Basically I was sick of the old one, so I've changed it up. I'll put some links in eventually.

I have been reading the remaining posters posts regularly, commenting irregularly. I'm interested in what you guys are up to (although Blake's blog seems to hint at him living on youtube..) and I can only hope that you are vaguely interested in what's going on with me, which is, in all honesty, very little.

So, since September, my life has been quite a whirlwind of events. My final year at St. Mikes (yep, still there..) is turning out to be the best so far, however stressful. It's been a lot of partying, late nights, post secondary meetings, and work. Weekends have been filled with themed parties and work (although, now that the Festival's done, I'm basically unemployed), while weekdays have been mainly classes, rehearsal, and homework. My schedule for this semester is English, World Issues, spare, and World History, with a very VERY short lunch crammed in there. It's been a challenge getting used to 40 minute lunches, especially now that I can drive (oh, yeah, I can drive now. Well, I can, but haven't in the last month.) All in all, it's pretty slack, and I'm loving it. Today a group of us took out a seminar room and watched Donnie Darko on our spare, followed by a hardcore round of the Wikipedia game. Life is good.

Last weekend I had the good fortune do some small scale partying with Calder and Siobhan. I've resolved to do this more frequently, because the whole night rocked. It started with dinner at Down The Street, followed closely by drinking games, and was finished off with a late night viewing of Almost Famous. It couldn't have been better.

I haven't a clue what'll go on this weekend. Thinking I'm going to lay low, catch up on some much needed homework, and even more sleep. Sunday I've got rehearsal at school. I am Mrs. Bradman in Blithe Spirit. It's actually turned out to be one of my favourites that I've done at St. Michael, and it'd be great if there was actually a decent crowd this time around (hint hint.) I auditioned for The Secret Garden this week, but no word on that until some time next week. I must say, though, that there is a grade 10, I believe, named Liam, who bears an uncanny resemblance to Blake. It's unnerving.

I'm currently on the OUAC site checking out my transcript. Thinking about schools has caused the most distress. I'm ready to leave St. Mikes, but am I ready to leave my life and all my friends to go off to school? I don't know. I guess I'll find out soon enough. My top choices are as follows:
1. York.
2. Queen's.
3. Laurier.
4. Western.
I'm also looking at applying out of province, Montreal or British Columbia. I'm just not sure if I'm ready to go that far just yet. Hopefully a guidance counsellor will shine some light on that in the near future.

But for now, that is all I have to say. I can't promise I'll post regularly, but I'll try to do it at least once a month. Also, Kiersten has promised me that she too will rejoin the blogging world. Keep your eyes peeled for some action Ottawa way.

Once again,
MTOD.

goddamn authors and professors.

2007-02-27T18:34:00.000-05:00

Well, the past week and a half has been an experience.

Maxime came to Canada a week ago this past Friday. That's when the week and a half long festivities began. They got to St. Mikes around 5, jet-lagged and smelly, and so a group of us decided to drag them to Pazzo's for dinner, which was followed by one of the famous parties at Ritsma's.

That weekend was spent in Waterloo and Toronto with Kiersten and Ann Marie Cooper at the ROM, Mitzi's Sister, and various other cool places in T.O. Monday night we had a sleigh ride which left me with multiple bruises. Tuesday evening there was an "International Coffee House" at St. Mikes which was pretty uneventful.

Wednesday night we went Tubing at River Valley. I was standing at the top of one of the hills when Emily Ennett says to me "Look, there's Kiersten!" so I look, and sure enough, it's a platinum blonde. So I take off running, arms wide open to give her a hug, and when I am about 4 feet away from her I realize it isn't Kiersten at all, it's merely a girl who looks like Kiersten from several metres away. So what do I do? Keep running. Oh, I also got some guys named Rob's phone number and email. Probably the highlight of my night. I'm sure it'll be awkward if they ever call me back in to work there some day.

Thursday we all took off to Niagara Falls. About 20 minutes into the bus ride, the transmission goes in the bus. So, we wait for another one, but we had plenty to help pass the time..We went to the Skylon Tower, Imax, Journey Behind the Falls, the Butterfly Conservatory, and Clifton Hill. This is where I'd like to point out that, in Niagara Falls, the weather was beautiful, and until about 6 p.m. we had no idea how shtitty the weather was in Stratford. Hopped on the bus, crammed 6 of us into a two person seat for 90% of the ride home, got as far as Shakespeare and had to turn and take a detour because the road was closed. The road was also closed from Stratford to St. Marys, so that meant that Max and I had to sleep at Lauren Parks', with Kim Murray, and her two partners. It was a full house. We were all convinced Friday would be a snow day, so we stayed up half the night watching Billy Madison. What a mistake that was. And since all my books were in St. Marys, I didn't have any of my several assignments done. So I skipped. I haven't really been to class since last Wednesday, a week ago tomorrow.

Saturday Max and I went to my Dad's, swam and whatnot, and we were supposed to go to Kaitlyn Bannon's party Saturday night but I was feeling really shitty so Max went with other kids. He came home around 1 while I was passed out on the couch, but I had told him I'd wait up for him to lock the door and stuff. When I woke up around 130 I figured he wasn't home because I would have heard him. I waited until about 4, when I realized all 3 pairs of his shoes were at the door and he was home already. I was mad.

We were supposed to go Laser Questing Sunday, but I was far too sick and the weather was too crappy for Max to go, so we pretty much did nothing. Monday he went to school without me while I went to the hospital to find out I have bronchitis. And today, I went over to St. Mikes with him to say goodbye; they all departed for Toronto at 10 a.m. this morning. And then I came home to nap.

It's been a good time, but I'm exhausted. And since I haven't been to class in forever, I have years of work to do. So I better get back at it.

Hope all of you had fantastic reading weeks. And you should post.

Meg

You'll Be With Me Next Time I Go Outside

2007-02-14T10:15:00.000-05:00

Happy Valentines Day to everyone. It's never been one of my favourite holidays but this year it is exceptional due to the fact that it's a snow day.

The down-side to the snow day (if it's possible to have a down-side to sleeping in and staying in your pajamas) is that I need to get downtown before 5 pm, and, according to the weather network, it's not supposed to feel any warmer than -21 this afternoon. My guess is I'll ending up biting the bullet, layering myself up, and making the trek downtown.

So after 2 days of Economics, I signed up to drop it. A week later I was called to switch classes. After finding out that there is NOTHING that period besides all 3 levels of math in grade 11 and 12, calculus, 3 sciences in grade 11 and 12, 11 georaphy, 12 history and 12 english, I decided to go for the 4U english. Full. Okay, 3U geography. Full. I already took 3U biology, so I went with 4U history. That's what I'm now in, and I can't decide whether it's a good thing or a bad thing.

Maxime comes on Friday, I'm pretty excited, should be a good time. He's going to go into shock when he sees all the snow. The other day in Rouen it was 0 degrees. He said he was cold.

Anyways, that's about all I got. I need to eat a heeping bowl of Fruit Loops and decide if I dare to venture out. I hope you all enjoy Valentines day and the amount of chocolate available as much as I will.

Mtod.

long time running

2007-01-31T17:43:00.000-05:00

So, I just typed out a post, and my computer froze in the middle of it, so I'll retype it as best I can from memory.

I decided to post because November 11th seems like it was an awful long time ago. What was holding me back before was the fact that I had nothing to say. The realization that November 11th was a long time ago does not change this.

Exams are finally over, which is awesome. They seemed to drag onnnnnn and on. English = easy. Biology = easy. Math = easy. French = easy. And that's that.

My french exchange partner comes February 16th. I spoke with him on MSN yesterday, which was interesting.
Me: Are you excited to be coming to Canada soon?
Him: Yes, very much so.
Me: You're going to have a lot of fun here.
Him: Don't worry about it.
I have no idea what this is supposed to mean. Is he not expecting to have fun while he's here?

Today was Day One of euphoria. Rolled outta bed around 9:30, ate some fruitloops, read a little, went out for lunch with dad, read some more, tidied a little, and now here I am, contemplating going to Waterloo, and if not, Nora and I are gonna rent some movies. Either way it's win-win. I'm hoping tomorrow will be much of the same.

And that's about all I got. I must return to uploading ALL my music back into iTunes because iTunes is the devil incarnate. It could take days, and probably will.

Meg.

Detective Daughter

2006-11-11T18:32:00.000-05:00

oh hey.

so i was on the other side of the room, watching kevin federline making a fool of himself on live tv, when i thought to myself, 'i'm so bored right now i could post.' and here i am.

the past few weeks have a been really busy but i can't really remember why. i went to shenanigans a few weeks ago but left after 5 minutes to go to bentleys. once there, i picked up my grade 9 english teacher. yep, he gave me his phone number. he asked if i was 'still doing the acting thing' to which i replied 'yes' assuming he was talking about the performances at st mikes next week. i was wrong. he meant 'are you studying theatre at an institution of post-secondary learning?' then he asked what school i'm at, so i told him and he promptly ripped his phone number out of my hand. i am fairly certain he was intoxicated, i'll give him that, however, i feel for the kids whose papers he was marking in that booth at bentleys. shortly after a nice guy named 'Ed' came over to our table and asked us what we were eating. then he asked me what my name was and asked elyse what her name was, but skipped nora. the rest of that night was filled with embrassing and hilarious stories, and 3 cabs showing up for nora and i. my bad.

the next day wasn't a happy one, so i decided to hop on the 830 train and go to waterloo. so that's what i did. i got off in kitchener, grabbed a cab, directed him to cardill, and spent the night with sam. as it was the saturday night before halloween, every other house on her street was having a kegger. around 4 am all you could hear were cars honking their horns. it got annoying, quickly. one of her roommates is working on getting his Ph.D. in bio chemistry and her other roommate is working on her Ph.D. in something else. I can't remember.

Onnnnn halloween i went out to a party that i had low expectations for, but it was actually pretty good. the next day was a P.A. day (yeah, high school!) so i stayed in my pajamas almost all day, until i went out for dinner with my dad. i was grounded the next weekend (which was fine because nothing was going on anyway), but ended up going to my dads on saturday overnight and then working at 10 on sunday. it wasn't all that bad, saturday night i got to have a conversation with a woman from columbia who is 6 months pregnant. it was interesting.

i was also grounded this weekend, which sucked because a friend had a big party and a lot of them were going to shenanigans beforehand to see wyatt play. oh well. i worked at 10 this morning, and mom to T.O. today so i have the house to myself and it's really boring. that's why i'm here. i was scheduled to work 10-3ish tomorrow but i have rehearsal at one, but it's actually worked out well. now i've got to go in at 9, but i get to spend from 9 until 1230 pressing and stocking. should be a good time.

anyways, sadly, that's all i got. back to k-fed, i guess.

mtod.

PS i thought i posted this 4 days ago, but instead i saved it as a draft, so i'm just gonna update it on this one.

tonight was the first performance of the play. 2 out of the 3 went well. guess which one went poorly? yep, the one i'm in. a cue was missed, chaos ensued. the play ended up being about 5 minutes long, and my second appearance was cut. now, i'm not mad about that because nora and blair did an excellent job of covering, however, it still sucked.

that is all. again.

stressed out oranges.

2006-10-13T17:01:00.000-04:00

I got home from France as of last night.

I had an amazing time, the only part of me that wanted to come home was the part of me that likes milk, kraft dinner, and grilled cheese.

And since I'm home, I find Canada boring, so to cure this boredem, I'm going to break my trip down for you guys. Not interested? Don't have a lot of time to kill? Stop reading here.

Thursday, September 28 - Got on the bus at 2 pm and headed to Pearson. Got to the airport, weighed my luggage (which was, thankfully, not overweight) and grabbed some food at Swiss Chalet. Went through customs and then played cards in the terminal. We boarded the plane at 745, took off shortly there after, flew extremely shakily for 45 minutes, landed at Trudeau in Montreal for an hour, and the continued on to Charles De Gaulle in Paris for the next 8.5 hours. I mostly slept because the in-flight movie was Over the Hedge.

Friday, September 29 - Wake up around what I believed to be 330 am, but in reality it was 930 am. We had breakfast. The plane landed at 11:55 am. We got through immigration and then boarded our beautiful coach bus. We headed into Rouen. Again, I slept most of the time, I was a little jet lagged. We arrive at Sacre Coeur around 230 pm I believe, and I met my correspondant, Maxime. We head into the school for some food and to have a short meeting. He informs me that he lives in a suburb of Rouen and that he takes the bus and the metro every day. That was a pain in the ass as my luggage weighed roughly 21 kilograms. Luckily, he carried it for me. We got to his house (which was 3 storeys and had a spiral staircase), I dropped off my stuff, and we went for a walk around his neighbourhood. We eventually went back to his house where I then met his sister, his father, and later his dad's girlfriend and his siter's boyfriend. They couldn't have been nicer. We ate dinner and then watched Spiderman. I then headed to bed.

Saturday, September 30 - I slept in until noon while Maxime attended school. After breakfast (which consisted of a baguette and lots of Nutella) we went to a mall and looked around. We then met up with some of his friends and headed into downtown Rouen. There we met up with some other Canadians and we shopped. That evening we went "bowling." No actual bowling occured, it was mostly pool and alcohol.

Sunday, October 1 - Again, slept in until noon. Maxime's dad, Christian, left for Turkey Sunday morning and was gone until the following Sunday night. After lunch Maxime, Anne (his dad's girlfriend) and I headed to Etretat. It was a beautiful town on the north coast. I will also say here that the speed limit in France, on single lane highways, is 130 kilometres an hour. We spent the day at the coast, climbing a cliff and looking at the ocean. Afterwards we headed into another region and saw Normandy Bridge which is also a beautiful structure. If bridges were intended to be pretty, they would all look like Normandy Bridge. I didn't see Anne again until the following Sunday. Not sure where she went, but it wasn't Turkey.

Monday, October 2 - Woke up at 7, took the bus and the metro to the school, boarded a bus and headed to the Juno Beach Centre, about 2 hours away. The part of the day we spent at Juno Beach was undoubtedly one of my favourite parts of the trip. We ate lunch on the beach and waded in the water. After lunch we headed to a Canadian War Cemetary which I can't describe. I did however find a stone with the last name Tobin on it, which was interesting. After the War Cemetary we headed into a little town called St. Malo. We did some shopping there, and afterwards we boarded the bus again and headed to our Youth Hostel. If any of you have seen the movie Hostel, then you already know what our hostel looked like. Anyways, that night our room became the party room. It was an interesting night, to say the least.

Tuesday, October 3 - Wake up call at 630 am, which was harsh. We had breakfast and eventually boarded the bus and headed to Mont St. Michel. We had a guide who lead us so we wouldn't get stuck in the quicksand. We ended up having a mudfight between the Canadians and the French, which, I am proud to announce, was started by myself and Julia Farr. It was my first mudfight, and certainly not my last. The guide took us to a large area with quicksand and I sunk in it up to my hips. Getting myself out was a difficult task for sure. Once we were finished the several kilometre trek we washed ourselves off and we were provided with lunch, however we were not permitted on the bus, which was ridiculous because we were wet and cold. We headed into the town of Mont St. Michel which is a mountain with shops and apartments. We looked around a bit but quickly tired of it, so we headed to the bus. When we got there we still weren't allowed on, so we sat behind it and just hung out, got to know some of the other French students a bit more. We eventually got on the bus and sat on it for 3 hours. We arrived back at the school and then headed home.

Wednesday, October 4 - I attended school at the Collége Sacre Coeur in the morning which was like an elementary school. I felt like a celebrity. All of the children asked for my autograph and email address. One little girl even asked me to sign her paper twice, once for her and again for her cousin. After lunch Maxime had to do some extra school work so I along with other French students and Canadians went skating. Skating in France is much different and more difficult than it is in Canada. The edge of the blade is backwards or something, because when anyone tried to stop they just slid and often fell. After skating I headed back to the school to meet Maxime and, if I remember correctly, we just went home for dinner and whatnot.

Thursday, October 5 - This day is a bit of a blur. I think that this is the day that we toured the boulangerie. If it is, we toured a bakery in the morning which was really interesting, and in the afternoon we got a guided tour of Rouen which was really really interesting. Many of the houses are bigger at the top than at the bottom for more room and to avoid higher taxes, and there is a cat trapped in a wall that has been there since the black plague. There is also a school that used to be a mausoleum and is built on top of a pit that is filled with people who died from the black plague. After the tour we shopped and then met up with our partners at the school.

Friday, October 6 - I went to school at the Lycée (more like a highschool) in the morning, which was interesting. After classes, all of us headed to a stadium and played sports, Canadians against the French. The Canadians won every single sport. We walked home after, and when we got there Maxime realized he had forgotten his key. We jumped the brick fence, and sat in their garden for a bit when Max realized a window was open, on the second floor. He pulled a patio table up to the window and jumped in. I, however, was too short, so as I tried to suspend myself in mid-air he pulled me through. Why he didn't just go and unlock the door for me is a mystery. We returned to the school at 7 and met up with some Canadians, we hung out around the school for a bit, did some various activities, and then there was a dance at 830. It was completely techno. It ended at 1. We went to a party for a bit, and then headed home.

Saturday, October 7 - Maxime skipped his classes for the morning so we both slept in. In the afternoon, Maxime, Céline (his sister), Axel and I drove into Rouen to meet up with some other Canadians and go shopping. We shopped all day, and then we (being those I mentioned before) along with Maxime's friend and his corespondant, Emily Ennett, grabbed some dinner, which was hilarious. Axel asked her to ask the waiter for "beat" and "columba" (no idea if that's how those are spelled). Neither is something that you would want to ask for in a restaurant. After that we went to one of the bridges and met up with Maxime's cousin and his friends. We hung out there for a while, then we headed to a club called Exo7 around 1230, but none of us enjoyed it so we toured home.

Sunday, October 8 - Maxime, Anne (who reappeared) and I headed up the mountain in Rouen to view the city from the top. It was breathtaking. After that Anne dropped Max and I off at Jardin des Plantes (fitting, I think) which was one of, if not the most, beautiful place I saw. After that we met some people at McDonalds, where we all realized we were eating McDonalds on Thanksgiving, which was very saddening. We headed to a park, swung on some swings, then went "bowling" again. After awhile we went back home, did some homework, and went to bed.

Monday, October 9 - We were supposed to attend classes in the morning, but instead Mr. Buckley and Mr. Ennett let us go shopping for the entire day. It was fantastic. At first nothing was open except bars, but eventually shops began to open up. I met up with Maxime at 430 and we headed home for a bit. At 745 we headed out again for dinner with the entire group, all the Canadians and all the French. It was a great time, which was followed by "bowling." It was a long night.

Tuesday, October 10 - We went to the school in the morning, I said goodbye to Maxime and all the other French students, and we headed into Paris. On the way, we stopped at the Palais de Versailles, which was magnificent. We were there for a few hours, then we headed to our hostel/hotel deal to drop off our bags. After that we walked into a part of Paris and grabbed some dinner and did some shopping. We went to the opera at 8 pm which was very interesting, and got back to our rooms around 1230. Walking back was absolutely beauiful. Paris really is the most romantic city.

Wednesday, October 11 - We headed to Notre Dame first thing in the morning. After Notre Dame, we went into the Latin Quarter and did some shopping. We went back to the hostel/hotel for lunch. After, we headed to the Eiffel Tower which was much larger than expected. We went to the top. After the Eiffel Tower we went to the Louvre for our guided tour at 630. Let me tell you, the Mona Lisa is disappointing. It's very small. I also saw the Vénus de Milo and the inverted pyramid, along with several other famous works. We went back to the hostel/hotel for dinner around 830. We had a boat tour on a bateau mouche at 1030 which was a LOT of fun. the tour ended at 1130 and we walked back to the hostel/hotel for about 1215. This day, we walked 26 kilometres, and we even took the subway at one point. Again, that night, our room became the party room. Everyone crashed on our floor.

Thursday, October 12 - We had an ungodly wake up call at 630. I slept in a bit, got dressed, went to breakfast, and then we left the hostel/hotel around 820. We drove to the airport, got through customs, ate another breakfast (because by this time I was used to eating every 5 minutes) and boarded the plane around 1230, behind schedule. We flew about 8 hours to Montreal's Trudeau, and then to Pearson, where I had a heart attack. After leaving beauitful 30 degree weather and flying 10 hours, the last thing you are prepared for is snow and a chilly 4 degrees. Thanks to the time change, the flight felt like it was only 4 hours. We got through immigration by 520, but it felt like 1120. We found our bus and prepared for heavy traffic. I slept. We arrived at St. Mikes around 745 I think. I hopped out of the bus and into the car. I came home, uploaded my pictures, watched Greys Anatomy, and went to bed.

A grand time was had by all. A large part of me didn't want to leave. Why don't grocery stores in Canada have walls filled with liquor?

Today was March for Mikes, followed by the usual coffee house. In my opinion, it was a pretty good time, but I think Nora would disagree.

Hope I didn't miss much in the past two weeks. Liam, your posts took forever to catch up on. and Blake, are you still working in Stratford on the weekends?

MTOD

Swallowed in the Sea

2006-08-16T21:40:00.000-04:00

i'm more of a follower than a leader i suppose, so i'm going to take part in the 'shitty day at work' vent. this is going to be fun.

all my days run together so i can't even remember which day of the week this was, i think it was monday, but i can't be sure. it's likely that i'm going to jump around a bit, so stick with me.

neither of the bosses were in, so us maids were left to our own devices. i go in at 9 or 10, can't remember, it's unimportant. we're up in the manor, cleaning rooms, y'know, doing our job, when a girl i work with opens up room number 3. now, room number 3 was a checkout room. checkout isn't until 11 am, but most people leave earlier. the occupants from room number 3 left around 7 am, which we found very very strange, but we don't think too much about it. aaaanyways, she opens up room number 3 and it smells AWFUL. i can't describe the smell that came from that room. luckily, we made the rule that whoever finds it first has to clean it, so she had to clean the bathroom in this room, while another girl made the bed, dusted, etc.

wanna know why it smelled so bad?

sure you do.

there was shit. everywhere. there was so much and i can't even properly explain how horrified we were. i mean, these girls had seen a lot of things between working at westover for a long time and infrequently cleaning the albert street inn, but i'm pretty sure this topped the list.

i think one of the occupants must have had some sort of uncontrollable bowel syndrome. there was shit on the floor, there was shit in the sink, there was shit on the back of the toilet, as well as the seat, IN the shower, ON the shower curtain, ON the drain, UNDERneath the toilet (like, the bowl part), and shit IN and on the BOTTOM of the garbage bin. Oh, and there was a giant shit in the centre of the bed which was covered up with a towel, like the occupants were hoping we wouldn't find it. it took a good couple hours to clean, and we called front desk (however, nora didn't answer the phone) and told them not to sell the room for a day or more.

when i went in the next day it still smelled. it still had that awful smell, but now mixed with mothballs. it was strange

boy, was i ever glad i didn't discover that, first. i was able to carry out my day i would normally. i was in disbelief.

and that's my story.

mtod

Make Your Own Kind Of Music

2006-07-27T00:42:00.000-04:00

it's been awhile. i figured i should post something since i know you are all sitting on the edge of your seats waiting to read what i've been up to since my last post.

i got a second job. i am now a kitchen bitch at River Valley AND a maid at Westover Inn. i have also been informed that there may be some hours available for me in the kitchen at Westover, so i should get on that really soon.

i spent a week in grand bend with kiersten. enough said.

my birthday is in 5 months today. that elates me. i go to france in 2 months tomorrow, too, which is incredibly exciting. i am also going to see the hip at ovation. i bought my dad 2 tickets to see them for his birthday and he asked me to go with him.

ummm i can't think of anything else. someone should come visit me. hell, i live in the same town as nora and i have only seen her once this summer, and that was in stratford.

that is all for now.

5 months!!

how did m'rod get out..?

meghan.

I may be paranoid..

2006-06-13T16:45:00.000-04:00

Hello to everyone out there. Long time no post. I've been really busy, but at the same time I haven't really done anything. I'm basically done school. In history all we've done is watch movies lately because our teacher has nothing left to teach. Today was my last day of work in careers-- I just had to write an essay and now I'm done it. English we've been watching ISP presentations all this week and last. And I officially finished communications today. I handed in my final which, in my case, was a movie trailer which I did all on my own starring the beautiful Kiersten Hanly. The second half of comm. tech. today was spent watching movies from 1993-2003 of different events that could be used in the reunion this summer. I saw Mr. Doherty with hair today, I never thought that I would ever see that, so it kinda made my day. My 75 minute lunches have been spent watching the world cup. I presented my ISP yesterday and it went just swell.

I had a great weekend set up for this past one, but things didn't really turn out, but that's okay. I was supposed to check out a movie with some friends on Friday but instead I visited my dad and crashed on his couch at about 945. Saturday I worked (OH YEAH I am employed!) 11-9, Kiersten was supposed to come over around 1030 but she had no car so I crashed around 12. Sunday I went shopping (which I have done nothing but regret since) and then typed up my history essay on Tim Horton which I've been working on for what feels like ages.

So yeah, that's pretty much it. I'm bored and loving it. Tonight I'm going to actually start studying for my history exam, and perhaps have a tuesday night rendezvous, we shall see.

Blake: did you call me from Alex's on Saturday/Sunday (I can't remember which)? I asked Alex but he said he knew nothing about it..Which I found kinda odd.

Meg

There Ain't No Sunshine When She's Gone

2006-05-29T14:10:00.000-04:00

So, I haven't posted in about a month, and for that I apologize. I really haven't done a whole hell of a lot. The past two weeks pretty much run together. I've seen most of you, whether it was at the arts gala or just having you show up at my house. I've been applying for jobs (because I get the feeling I'm unemployed..But I'm not sure..) I'm not going to try to remember what I've done in the past month, so I'll just sum up the past weekend:

Friday: The "outdoor" coffee house which was pretty much disaster. Wednesday night I got gone to Kierstens to practice, it was sounding good, but it just wasn't. Whatever, I'm over it. Friday night we had a surprise party for my friend Jess. Me and a couple friends got a ride into Tavistock. On the way there I was sitting on a friends lap and I kept banging my head off the roof of the car. Anyways, we get there, and there were only two other people there (which was okay, because it was like 730) So we decorated, and kept in touch with my friend who was keeping Jess occupied. Everyone was supposed to be there at 830 so that Jess could come, but at 830 there were still only 5 of us and everyone had run out of ideas. So, I called Jess, secluded myself outside, and made up some long ass story. I told her that a friend had caught Wyatt with another girl and I didn't know who else to call, yadda yadda yadda..She started to cry. I didn't know what to do, it was her birthday, she wasn't supposed to cry! Anymawho, I kept her talking for 20 minutes, and in that 20 minutes more people showed up. She was very surprised. A good time was had, and I cabbed it home later that night.

Saturday: Nothing too interesting. Gardened, tried to cut the grass until the lawn mower broke..That was about it.

Sunday: I hung out with my cousin who lives in Waterloo. She and her husband were in town. They came up here for dinner, then after dinner Wyatt came in to town for a little.

All in all it was not a bad weekend. It's Monday afternoon, it's 1000 degrees and I'm sitting in my living room watching CSI in my pajamas. It'd be pretty awesome if I felt better..

Meg

Cheeseburger in Paradise

2006-05-03T21:44:00.000-04:00

So, I have come back from a seven-day party in paradise where anything and everything goes. I am going to give you a day to day break down, and if you don't care then quit reading now.

Day 1: Sunday April 23- My dad picked me up around 1230 and we headed to Toronto to visit my Aunt Lisa. We caught up with her at her apartment on Queen street and then the three of us went out for dinner at a cool Italian place just down the street. It was raining pretty hard and was starting to get dark so dad and I left to search for our hotel. We booked the hotel so we could wake up at 3 and just go as opposed to having to get up at 1 and driving.

Day 2: Monday April 24- Awoke to our 3 am wake up call. About 430 we met one of dad's co workers and her husband infront of the hotel (they drove in on Sunday night, too.) We called a taxi van (because the shuttles didn't start running until 5) and by 450 am we were inside of Pearson Airport. We found a bench and made sure we had all our documents, and finished putting the tags on our stuff. We then went through customs and whatnot, which took all of 15 minutes. We were sitting, waiting in the terminal by 515. We had an hour and 30 minutes to kill, which I spent eating a muffin and staring off into space. We boarded the plane at 645 and sat there until 7, at which point we took off. I had the window seat on the way down. We arrived at Miami International Airport at about 930, looked for baggage claim for awhile (that airport is set up really strangely), and then we found the Maple Leaf tour guys with their signs. Once we had everyone (there were 104 in total) we got on a bus. We took a short tour of part of Miami, then we headed to Bayside Market which was really cool; we grabbed some lunch at this point. Then, around 12 we got back on the bus and it took us to Port of Miami where the Carnival Cruise Funship Imagination was waiting for us. It waited a long time; We had to go through immigration, and that took forever. It was the longest line, and the line that was moving the least. Then, once we got through immigration, we had to wait in another line to get our keys. THEN, we got in another line in which was supposed to take us to get our picture taken on the plank, but some nice fellow snook (is that even a word?) out of the line through some gates. We boarded the ship and we were given credit cards; mine was useless, as the only thing we had to buy were souvenirs and booze. Mine was a childrens card so I couldn't buy booze, and I only bought one gift. After we unloaded our stuff in our cabin and chilled out for a bit, we met up with a couple of dads co workers and their invitees. We went up to one of the sun decks and watched Miami as we sailed away. The booze was just flying on Monday. The first tropical drink was something like 6.99 but after that they took a dollar off. Well, the guy managed to sell my dad 6 of them, 5 at 5.99 and one free. Then we had to go get ready for a formal dinner. After that dinner dad and I just headed back to our cabin, we had been up for 20 hours.

Day 3: Tuesday, April 25- Day at sea. Basically this day was spent tanning, hot tubbing, and meeting new people. By the end of Tuesday there were 8 of us who were basically doing everything together: Me, Dad, Arlene, Jim, Josee, Johanne, Simon, and Dave (who is the funniest guy I think I've ever met). There was the 'Captains dinner' that night so we had to get all dressed up. The captain didn't show. Apparently he was at the early seating (530) but not at the late one (830). Every night the waiters got up and danced. Most of them were from the Asian. They sung and danced the Macarana that night. Then we went and watched a magic show and juggling in the Dynasty Lounge (in which they played Dave Matthews before hand, which made me incredibly happy) it was about 1130 when that was over so dad and I just went back to our cabin. I forgot to mention that on this day my feet got so incredibly sunburned that the next day I almost couldn't walk.

Day 4: Wednesday, April 26- Cayman Islands. We got up about 7, and then we got on a boat around 8 that took us to the island. There is a time change there; the tour guides forgot, so we really got on the island at 7. We had an hour to kill, so we basically just toured around. Then at 8 we boarded a bus that took us on a little tour (past the Ritz, a condos which ran between 2 million and 40 million dollars [if you took the 40 million one they threw in a free BMW), and 7 mile beach [which is only 5.5 miles], etc.) Then we boarded another, smaller boat. We were on it about 30 minutes, and then we stopped to snorkel. We snorkeled with the tropical fish, it was amazing. Then we got back on the boat and it took us to the barrier reef which we snorkeled at for about half an hour. We got on the boat once again and it took us to a place called 'Stingray City.' Basically, it's a sandbar in the Caribbean sea in which there are stingrays EVERYWHERE. The water only came up to my waist. At first I was afraid of them, but then I pet one and I was cool with it. The captain of the boat put one on my back and it slithered around, then I held one. It was just like wet rubber, but heavy, like a car tire. After that we got back on the boat and it took us back to where we got on the bus again. It dropped us off where we left off (but not before we got pulled over by a cop.) In the Caymans, there are Western and British cars, so they are driving the same direction down both sides of the streets, it's nuts. They haven't quite grasped the driving concept yet, I don't think. Anyways, we then went and had lunch at this place and our waiter was from Saskatoon. From where we were seated we could see the line to get on the shuttle boats. It was massive, so we just sat up there and waited. Once we got back on board the ship I fell asleep and didn't wake again until 7, at which point in time I had to shower to go to dinner. I had to take cold showers for the rest of the week because I was so sunburned, especially my feet. We went to dinner where our waiters sang the YMCA and then we went to a musical.

Day 5: Thursday, April 27- Jamaica. We booked an excursion which started at 1030 (we being dad, me, Johanne, Josee, Dave and Simon..and 2 drunk guys from N. Carolina who didn't go to bed and insisted on being obnoxious fools.) We were driving down the highway (which was a dirt road) but there was a detour so we just did a u-turn on the middle of the highway. Crazy driving here, too. So, the detour took us through a town which was very poverty stricken. After about an hour and a half we approached the bottom of a mountain. All was going well but then the 2 lane road turned into a 1 lane road and the turns because very sharp. I thought we weren't going to make it to the top of this mountain, but we did. Once up there, we all said a little prayer, and then 2 guys put harnesses on us. We then walked for about 10 minutes and then we came to our first zip line of many to come. We just zipped from tree to tree. All was going well but then we came to one that was almost vertical. I did it, no sweat, but Johanne was afraid of heights, so she had a little trouble. Then we went through some that were ridiculously fast and ridiculously long. Then we came to one that WAS vertical. When I went down it my stomache jumped into my throat and I screamed my lungs out, even louder than Johanne. After that it was smooth sailing. All the Jamaica guys who were running the zip lines kept calling me 'pretty girl.' It was awesome. Then, in true Jamaican style, when we were at the bottom, we were given rum punch. Then we walked back to the bus, saw some peacocks, then got on the bus for about an hour. We almost missed the ship, we were so late. We got back on the ship and went to our little drinking spot and met up with the other two. Pretty much everyone was hammered. Then we all had to shower and go to dinner, and I don't remember what we did after dinner.

Friday, April 28- Day at sea. This was spent laying on the deck soaking up rays. about 4 in the afternoon we went to our drinking spot, but not many got too drunk. Then we went to the final dinner. After that, it was 11, and we had to have our things packed and outside our door by 12, so dad and I went and packed quick. Then we planned on going to the Pinnacle Club for our last night on the ship, but I decided to stay behind. I watched a bit of Walk The Line then I called it quits.

Saturday, April 29- 6 am wake up call. We were told that we would all be off the shup by 8. This was a lie. Got up at 6, showered, met the others at 7 for breakfast, and then we all sat around the table until about 1015 in almost complete silence for so many were hung over and drained. Finally we were called. I needed my credit card to get off the ship, which dad realized he had conveniently misplaced. So quick we ran and got a replacement, and off the ship we were. We were in some warehouse deal where our luggage was; I couldn't find mine. I was freaking out a little bit, but, Simon found it for me. Then we had to go and get in another immigration line. Believe it or not, this one was longer than the first, and moved even more slowly than the first. We got close to the tables and were told that 'non American citizens had to move to the outside line.' We happened to move into the line with the chick who had just been trained and didn't know what she was doing. The line did not move for over 15 minutes. Finally the people told us that we could move into the other lines, which moved more quickly. The immigration officer didn't think my passport photo was me, but we worked through that. Then we went and found the guys with the Maple Leaf signs again, and then we boarded another bus. The bus took us to Miami International, where we got confused. We were instructed to put our luggage in track number 2. Well, Arlene and Jim put theirs there, but some officer told dad, me, simon, josee and johanne to put ours in number 3. so we did, but we noticed this was under 'British Airways'. Ha, neven thought I'd see my luggage again. Dave randomly decided to put his under number 6, and miraculously he got his back, too. Then we went through the metal detectors and the explosive detectors, grabbed some food, and then it was time to board our plane. It was about 130 pm. I had an aisle seat which sucked because it was a 3 hour flight, and the movie playing didn't interest me. I pretty much read and listened to music the entire time. When we landed Jim, Arlene, Dad and I got our luggage, but we lost Dave and Simon, so we really didn't get to say goodbye (Josee and Johanne were on a different flight going to Montreal so we said bye to them at the airport.) We got on a shuttle that took us to our vehicles and home we were headed with Jimmy Buffett playing at an ungodly level. I arrived home about 8. No one was home, so I fell asleep on the couch at I think 9ish. Mom came home around 1130 and I told her all about it, then I went to bed.

That was my trip! Hope you enjoyed reading about it.

Sunday I went to Mitchell with the intention of going out to breakfast with Kiersten but I was really late so she ate without me. We instead watched Wedding Crashers. Mom picked me up from Tim Hortons at like 3 and then we came home. My cousins Theresa and Byung Nam came to dinner (chinese food:)) and afterwards I did absolutely nothing (i think).

Monday was back to school, nothing interesting there I don't believe. Tuesday I resumed my spot with Kiersten on the announcements, and Jordan and Nora stopped in for a visit. Wednesday was filled with nothingness, and today as well.

Sorry this took so long, blogger kept telling my that my password was wrong. Turned out I forgot my username, haha.

Anyways, hope you're all well, maybe I'll run into one or all of you now that you're back in Stratford.

Meghan the Wonderful

(PS mind the spelling mistakes, I'm not reading all that)

The Day Has Almost Arrived

2006-04-22T23:21:00.000-04:00

Hey guys, since Nora has urged me to post before I leave I am. I always do what Nora says because Nora is the best.

I leave tomorrow (well, today in another 40 minutes) for my trip. I am tres excited. Dad is picking me up at 12 tomorrow and we're heading to T.O. to visit my aunt, and then we're spending the night in T.O. Our flight leaves at 7 am on Monday. We board the ship in Miami at 4. We get off the ship next Saturday at 8, our flight leaves around 1:30 pm, and we arrive in T.O. around 5. I'm kinda nervous but more excited than anything.

Let's see..Friday night I attended the dance at St. Michael which I (to my surprise) enjoyed. It was the first and last one I went to this year, and I managed to stay away from all the drama (which there was an abundance of.) Today I went over to Stratford and helped a friend move, and picked up a memory stick for my camera. Since I've been home I've just been packing (I'll procrastinate later.) I'm almost all set, just gotta remember to pack all the stuff I still need for tomorrow.

Anyways, that's about all I have to say I think. Oh yah, started careers, it happens to be in the same room as my homeroom (careers is second period.) It sucks. A lot. for 2.5 hours I suffer from A.D.D. pretty hardcore.

Well, I'm out. When I'm gone, post a lot to keep me updated.

Meghan

When We Date...

2006-04-16T14:09:00.000-04:00

Helllllo all. Just thought I'd fill you in on my weekend thus far.

On Thursday night my friend Christy and I went downtown and waited for Amanda to get off work. While we waited we bought at tub of the new Kit-Kat Icecrem (which I HIGHLY recommend, it's delish) which we shared with most of the employees. Then the three of us headed back to Christy's to watch Saw II which I had already seen. For a little we were harassed by the telephone, until someone finally told the caller (I will not disclose any names) to stop calling because people were in bed. That didn't work, so we just left the phone off the hook. Then around 12 I stumbled home and crashed.

Friday I slept until about 11. I was feeling pretty terrible so I went back to bed around 2 and didn't wake up until 530. I got up, made myself some food, and then some friends showed up and we went to see some local bands play. We got there and it wasn't very good, so we ended up leaving around 10 and I just toured on home, watched T.V. the rest of the night.

Saturday I got up around 9 I think. Got up, checked email, etc. and then spent from about 1030-4 cleaning my room. It was a disaster. Then I slept from 4-7. I got up at 7 and went for a walk downtown, grabbed some coffee (Ben definitely served me and I didn't recognize him.) Ran into a couple friends downtown, chatted them up for awhile, and then I returned home for a night packed full of reading and writing. I didn't sleep very much, was up reading most of the night.

And, today is Easter Sunday. I got up and attended church. Came home, chatted for a bit, made myself an egg (which tasted horrible, I suck at cooking) and here I am. Who knows what the rest of the day has in store. I know I have to figure out what I need for my cruise before the weekend's over, so I may get on that today.

Anyways, hope everyone's Easter is going well. The Easter Bunny skipped my house this year, I'm pretty sure this is the first Easter that there hasn't been an abundance of chocolate in my house. It was bound to happen sooner or later.

Meghan Danielle Elizabeth Tobin-O'Drowsky. Or, m.tod.

Heavy On My Mind.

2006-04-12T19:42:00.000-04:00

Hey, what's shakin'?

Not much out of the ordinary here, just been hanging out. I have had more seminars and things in the past 2 weeks than I've had in my entire life, and I'm tiring of it quickly. There was the abortion one, then the follow up abortion one, then the One World one (which was really interesting, actually), then the brain/crystal meth one, plus throw in a mass or 2 in there. I never thought I'd say this, but I'd rather be learning about the Great Depression than about what some scientist doesn't know about crystal meth. That was the one in period one today. Some scientist came in and told us that he was going to be talking to us about crystal meth, but instead he mostly talked about how the brain functions and told us to perform an experiment on a three year old. Thanks, bud.

Last night I went to Tim Hortons with Sam and just so happened to run into Nora and Jordan. Jordan gave me two bucks to buy a fruit explosion muffin. Thanks man, twas good. This, however, meant that I missed the better part of House (I caught the last 20 minutes.)

Definitely looking forward to the four-day weekend. I have no plans which is kind of a bummer, but I'm sure I'll get up to something uninteresting.

Anyways, I have to go figure out how to make a brochure in Word Perfect.

Ground On Down

2006-04-10T18:33:00.000-04:00

How's everyone doing? Well, I hope. I'm just peachy. Let's see, what have I been up to lately...

Been working on a history project that's due tomorrow on "New Political Parties For New Solutions." I'm done. We're holding a mock-election, should be interesting. Hope that goes well, only been working on it for ever. I'm almost done civics, something like 2 more real classes. I think the other two classes are taken up by a presentation and a work period. So that's definitely awesome. English is going well, kind of surprisingly. And Communications..well, let me tell you, I HATE MACROMEDIA FLASH WITH THE FIERY PASSION OF 1000 SUNS. It frustrates me to no end. I have successfully completed 4 assignments using Flash, and it's been the most stressful thing ever. Today I created a ghost town with a car that moves which was cool, and I created a professional advertisement for St. Michaels with may be used on the site or before announcements. I also made a bouncing ball turn into 2 hearts and a slide show. I just want Flash to go away, but I've been informed that next we're doing our claymations in it.

Today Kiersten and I definitely rocked the announcements *thumbs down*. Today, just for your information, the boys won the BRONZE medal, not the bras medal, and the grad profiles were due 3 times today. Man, we were such a mess. I wonder what Miss Moss said about that..Crap. Oh well, it kinda made my day, laughing out at nothing all day...

Friday night I went and saw the movie "Lucky Number Slevin." I didn't have very high hopes when I went in, but I came out impressed. I mean, it wasn't that good, but it exceeded my expectations. Saaaaaturday I slept until a nice 130, then at 4 my dad picked me up and we went to Kitchener to the Charcoal Steak House for my Aunts birthday. I was there last weekend to Del Dentes (same building, different restaurant.) It was really good. I then went from Kitchener, to St. Marys, to London. Sunday I didn't do much, came home from London, did homework, the usual.

Anyways, I think I'm going to get some coffee from Tim Hortons. Maybe I'll run into Ben. Catch ya on the flip side.

Meg

(P.S. 11 days until my cruise!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

you could turn the city upside down if you want to but it won't keep you dry

2006-04-01T01:18:00.000-05:00

well, i am highly caffeinated so i have decided to post.

let's see. i did actually go to international grounds tonight. turned out to be a different night than i expected, but it was equally as fun. started out kinda rocky. i got there at 9, and at that point the only people there were Wyatt's friends (only one of which likes me, to my knowledge.) shortly after that quite a number of people showed up that i hadn't seen in awhile so i chatted it up with them for awhile. then laura and sarah showed up, so i went and sat with them. a little while later nora, alex, jordan, and cory showed up. nora buggered off somewhere, so the remaining 5 of us chatted. sarah felt the need to ask alex tonnes of questions about being a punk, at first i found it really amusing (especially when she asked him if he was "angry"), but it actually turned out to be really interesting. we all talked for a lonnnnnng time. around 1030 nora joined us and we began harassing various people for different songs. i riot almost broke out, i actually feared for my safety. the show wrapped up around 11, and then about 10 of us all sat and talked until about 1130, then nora and i ventured out into the ran to find my mom to give us a ride home. it's not 130 am and i am sitting here writing this drinking my large cafe mocha while listening to the postal service. it's been a pretty good night.

i wonder what the weekend has in store. likely just civics.

well, night all.

tobes

As Their Shoes Fill Up With Water

2006-03-29T16:27:00.000-05:00

hey guys

this is going to be quick and to the point..if there is indeed a point.

i can't remember what i've done in the last 15 days so i'm just going to post what i can remember.

had my first panzerotti (i know that i butchered that) on Saturday with dad. it was very good.

i currently don't have msn so to contact me you must use the good old fashioned telephone..or email.

took the literacy test today. there should be one question and it should be "are you retarded? if so, explain in the place provided." now, if i fail, i'll really look like a fool. i do not enjoy having 4 hours of english consecutively.

wyatt, jay holdsworth and tim glenn have another show at international grounds on friday. you should go. pretty sure i'm not.

25 days till i'm outta here and on my cruise.

you should all go see little shop of horrors. i had a dream about it the other night. ms robinson asked me to take part, and of course i said yes. she wanted me to play about 6 characters who all had very minor roles. one was a dead man on the street. yup.

that is all. sorry, it's brief. if anything interesting in my life happens i shall be sure to notify you all.

meghan

Soy Milk

2006-03-14T14:44:00.000-05:00

iHow's everyone on the world wide web doin'?

I'm good, thanks. Today has been pretty magnificent. I mean, the weather really sucks, but everything else is swell. Woke up at 8, chilled around my house until about 11, then I went back to bed until 1 but didn't sleep. Got out of bed again, and took a niiiiiiiice warm bubble bath with a killer bath bom. And here I am, all nice and warm with my 320 gram bag of skittles infront of me and 3 bags of chips behind me which are situated beside 2 empty bags of chocolate. I don't even care. Although, I probably should eat something substantial, break this bad eating routine Kiersten appears to have put me in.

Haven't done a lot lately. Saturday I went rollerblading with Christy which was fun, then her and I went for a little drive, she just got her license. Sunday Mom and I went to stratford where I tried on pretty dresses for fun, and bought some killer shoes and a skirt. Sunday night was my work party..Boy was that fun *thumbs down*. Yesterday Sam and I chillaxed here in the afternoon, and last night Kiersten came over and we rented movies and stuffed our faces. Tonight I don't have any idea what I'm doing, but I want to do something because I work Wednesday Thursday Friday.

www.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thank_You_for_Smoking

Anyways, that's all the unimportant information I shall waste your time with for now. Must go find decent clothes to wear out into the world..and decent food.

M.T-O'D

Ignorance is Bliss

2006-03-10T17:19:00.000-05:00

It's the first day of March break. Y'know what I've done all day? Well, since I went to bed at 845 pm last night, I woke up at 8 this morning. I checked my email until 9, then I watched Dawsons Creek until 10. At 10 I went and started cleaning my room. At 11 Sam asked me to get coffee, I agreed, and so she came up here for awhile, then we left to get coffee/lunch at 12. Got home at 115, checked the messages, find out I don't have to work tonight. Since then I have been cleaning my room and showering. Oh, and I received some pretty wicked jewellery in the mail. All in all it's been a pretty fantastic day. Tonight, since I don't have to work, I'm going to tour into Stratford.

So that's about it. Tomorrow I'm gone with my dad for the day, then I work tomorrow night. Sunday night I'm going to a work party. If anyone's bored and wants to do something just, y'know, talk to me haha.

Well, that's all. Just thought I'd make a short post. Kiersten, message me about this week, dahling. Later Skaters

M.D.E.T.O.

She Lives

2006-03-03T17:38:00.000-05:00

I am alive. Just barely.

I can't remember what has happened between the last time I posted and now, so I'm going to give up trying to remember. I'm sure it wasn't of any interest anyways.

I have been suffering from horrible headaches frequently lately. I don't like it. Aaaand, this morning, I woke up at 230 and could barely move my stomache hurt so much. I somehow managed to make my way to my moms room to wake her up, the head to the couch to watch tv because I couldn't sleep due to pain. About 4 I went back to my own bed, feeling slightly better. Went to school today thinking I had to hand in my course selection sheet, which I didn't. I have somehow managed to pull all the muscles in my stomache, and I'm not sure how. I realize I'm out of shape, but I haven't done anything physically straining lately.

Speaking of course selections, did any of you take Writers Craft and/or Economics? I have Writers Craft written down but I'm not sure, and I have a blank spot and I'm not sure what to fill it with. I'm thinking Law, Comm. Tech, Accounting, or Economics.

Tonight I was planning on going to International Grounds to see Wyatt, Aaron, Tim, Nate Meidinger and Brent Meidinger (man, I hope I'm spelling their last name right..) but I am not sure if I'm going to attend or not. I don't have anyone to go with, and I don't really feel like going alone. Shaughn O'Reilly is going, but I think he's playing, too. I suppose we'll see.

Well, I'm off to listen to some Tom Waits and answer some questions on To Kill A Mockingbird. Ciao

Meg

Despite All My Rage

2006-02-20T21:03:00.000-05:00

I hate having the hiccups. They're so painful. And I'm going on day number 2 with this headache. Oh well, I suppose there are worse things in life.

So my family from Niagra Falls came Friday night with plenty of booze. When my dad showed up Saturday morning he was somewhat shocked I think. Anyways, Saturday me, mom and my cousin went to Kitchener shopping, I got lots of stuff, won't bore you with the details. Came home to find a new doorknob. Saturday evening just chillaxed (which is hard to do with 87156616 people around) with Wyatt.

Sundaaaaay didn't do a whole lot, just homework pretty much. Today we were given our course selection sheets which pissed me off a lot. If I had known the ministry of education was going to change what I need to graduate I would have picked my electives this year and last differently. So, now all my electives are up in the air for next year. Mr. Espo kinda guilted me into taking Writers Craft. Hm..must ponder that.

Grey's Anatomy last night pretty much rocked my socks off. House was good, I'm not sure about that one though..

Anyways, going to go, headache is hurting meeeee. Hope those of you on reading week are enjoying it.

M.Tod

(P.S. - Kiersten; Today, everyone I talked to called you illiterate because of that horrible announcement. When I told them the story they proceeded to call me illiterate also, but not to the same extent. I guess we'll just have to show them tomorrow, eh?)

Hell yes

2006-02-17T13:43:00.000-05:00

Hello, Ladies and Gents!

So, yesterday on my day off, I did absolutely NOTHING. The only time I left the comfort of my home was at 930 pm to go get some Realemon juice for my mom from teh variety store. It felt good, doing nothing.

Around..oh, 530, my dad calls me. This is unusual for 2 reasons: It's early in the evening, and it isn't my weekend to visit him so he doesn't usually call. He tells me he won a cruise. I'm happy for him, ask him where to, etc. He then asked me to go with him. I'm so excited! It's April 24-29, give or take a couple days. We leave Miami on the Monday, spend Tuesday at sea, Wednesday is spent at Grand Cayman, Cayman Islands, Thursday we travel through the Caribbean, around Cuba, to Ocho Rios, Jamaica. Spend some time at Ocho Rios, then Friday travel back by Mexico to Miami. We have 4 options at places to get off. We can get off at Grand Cayman and do a tour, or get off at Ocho Rios and go rafting. There are 2 other options (yes, I can count) but I forget where they are. I think we're going to do the rafting. AH I'm so excited! I very rarely travel. I've been to various northern states, Florida, and various places in Quebec. So, I'm going to the caribbean in April, France in Sept/Oct and there's a *slight* chance mom and I are going to Jamaica early-ish next year for a wedding (this depends on plane ticket prices.)

This also means I need a passport. I went downtown and got my picture taken (it's horrible, just so you all know.) Dad said he had the forms for me, and that he would pick me up tomorrow or Sunday to have my Aunt's friend sign it. You have to have someone in the professions sign it, Dad is, but he isn't sure if he can because of the whole family relations thing. Well, due to this crap ass weather (that has given me a 2nd snow day which I'm thankful for) my Aunt and her friend couldn't make it from T.O. so we're on to plan B. Me going to the postoffice, filling it out, dropping it off at my Poppas for dad to sign, then asking a doctor or principal to sign it. Let's hope this plan flies.

So, the rest of my day off will be spent filling out my passport stuff and cleaning one of our spare bedrooms. Some family from Niagra Falls are supposed to be coming down, but we don't really know with the weather..I'm supposed to work tonight, but can only do so if the highway is re-opened. Let's hope it doesn't get re-opened..

Well, I'm out. Safe travels.

Meghan.

You Don't Need Anyone...

2006-02-15T16:59:00.000-05:00

G'day ladies and gents

Sorry it's been so long, I can tell you're all heartbroken. Let me see..

So, Saturday, I went to Western for a little while, swam, used the library, the usual. Umm..Had dinner with Dad, then we watched 'The Green Mile.' I gotta say I really enjoyed it. Then at 11 I turned on the olympics, speed skating to be precise..if that's even the correct name.

Suuuuunday, Dad took me to work at 11 and I worked until 630. I then came home, had some dinna, then travelled to Stratford for the rest of the night.

Monday Kiersten and I read the announcements. We were definitely pro, except I couldn't remember the date and Kiersten repeatedly said 'Room 113' when it was actually room 133. Let's hope those whom the announcement pertained to read the text announcements. I was surprised Kiersten was willing to do them again with me this Monday. The rest of Monday was not too shabby, the usual. Library for 3 periods, filming for one, supply teacher in another.

Tuesday = Good ol' Valentines Day. I thoroughly enjoyed my cotton candy (which was better then Nora's because they accidently mixed the blue and pink so it was kinda purple..) Wyatt came over after school, we chilled, ordered some food, watched some televisioon. When he left at 1130 Sam and I got into the shooters. Mine was strawberry vanilla (but still tasted like straight vodka) and she did chocolate (which apparently tasted like chocolate. Surprise surprise.)

Today was really uneventful. I'm not sure if I fell asleep while reading in English with my eyes open or if I was awake the whole time. I guess it will forever be a mystery. Our comm. tech. project is slowly coming together. I wrote a letter to Gary Schellenberger (MPP) about the steadily increasing tuition fees. Y'know, the usual.

Thinking I might go to bed at about 7 tonight. Yup. If not I'll go downtown grab some coffee. I gotta type up my Malcolm X points. Shiiit.

Anyways, I'm off to find myself some food..Maybe take a nap. Hope everyone finds themselves well.

...Or anything at all.

M.T-O'D.

Flake

2006-02-10T18:32:00.000-05:00

So, I'm going to start this post off with a story that will most likely end up being a you-had-to-be-there story, but I'm going to tell it anyways. I'm going to assume you all know what a 'pearl necklace' is. If not, urban dictionary it. We were sitting in the Creamery, and all the tables had this sign in it that read something like:

Want you Valentines day to be special? Include:
-A dinner for 2
-Free dessert
And get a free Genuine Pearl Necklace worth $65.00

Now, I'm not really sure what the dinner included, but I know the first and last statements are correct. We laughed our asses off. Our waiter came by (don't worry, we knew him) and we asked him to define 'Genuine Pearl Necklace.' He laughed, and replied "Everyone on the staff here gets it, but Terry. Terry wrote it, and no one has the balls to tell him." We laughed about it and could only name 2 people besides Terry who wouldn't get it. We swiped it, scanned it, and sent it into Leno. Probably doesn't sound that funny, but it was. Oh, it was..

Not much is new here in St. Marys. Well, not in my part of town, maybe Nora's..

Did that 'Safe Schools' survey. I think it was pretty useless but whatever floats the school boards boat. Tomorrow we're starting a project for 'To Kill A Mockingbird' which I've read multiple times. I think I'm going to do it on Malcolm X. Today Taralyn and I started filming our 'A Day In The Life.' Our idea is crap but meh. We were going to get started at lunch but I attended the coffee house instead. Good job Nora and Kiersten and anyone else who reads this without my knowledge and who was a part of the coffee house today. I am thinking that maybe I'll sing at the next one if I can find a guitar player. I'll be the new "Wyatt and Tim" since they have decided to call it quits. But not really.

Civics test Monday. I'm really enjoying my history class, which is strange. I could have swore my dad ruined history for me. I think it's Ms. Laurin, she seems to be really cool. She gave me and others candy this morning at 845 this morning because we brought out CIS forms in. I felt like I was in grade 3, but in a good way.

So, it's friday night and I'm doing nothing. Again. This has me bummed. I was going to go out for dinner with a friend but he left for the weekend, and I was invited to a friends to watch movies but I'm kinda not feeling like it. I'd rather just sit here at home and be bummed for the night. It's allowed sometimes.

Tomorrow morning my dad is picking me up at 1030 and I'm spending the night there which I haven't done in forever and am not really looking forward to. Won't be getting home until about 630 on Sunday, at which point I'll have to do English and Civics. Bummer. I wanna go away for a few days, on a little holiday, but all by myself. I just want to go away for a little. Oh well.

Anymawho, I'm going to go clean my room before mom gets home after her dinner. Maybe I'll make myself some fooood. Not in the best frame of mind currently, but no worries, I'll be good as new come Monday morning. And Kiersten, you can't steal Wyatt. Man, you and Bilyea haven't gone on a date yet (or I'm out of the loop, one or the other) and you're already wanting to cheat on him. My goodness!

All of you: Listen to 'Flake' by Jack Johnson. You can even add me, I'll send it to you, it's that good. I have it on repeat and it's awesome.

Have a good weekend guys.

M-Tod

Forgetting is Simple

2006-02-08T21:35:00.000-05:00

So, Monday was a snowday for me, but it wasn't appreciated in the least. Tuesday was good, went out for wings with Sam, Ryan and Bare around 7 and then went hottubbing and watched House (the hot tub was 110 degrees. I thought I was getting 3rd degree burns), didn't get home until 11, and the whole way home I was taking pictures of random things. It was a lot of fun, I should do it more often.

Today was not too shabby either. History was fun, Civics was a bore, English was meh, and Comm. Tech was good. I watched Brian Coulton's promo video from last year. I would just like to say Blake: I think you should go back to the buzz cut and Kiersten: nice try convincing me that 'Our school is a great place with great people.' I also watched Ellen's 'A Day In The Life Video.' I particularily liked how Jordan Ruediger walked through part of it and just stared blankly at the camera. That made me laugh. A lot. I remember when I watched my grade 8 promo video. It was done by Liam. It actually made me look forward to going to St. Mikes, even though none of my friends were coming with me. Sorry, I've gone a little crazy with the Bold..I started my storyboard today for my 'A Day In The Life' but am lacking ideas. Any suggestions? The best we can come up with is a backpack or someone's shoes. Leave a comment if you have an idea, it'd be appreciated.

Anyways, that's about it. Currently watching the Grammy's. Not much is new with me, just finished up my paper for English.

G'bye.

Mr. Tambourine Man

2006-02-05T22:27:00.000-05:00

Alright, attempt number 3 for this post. Some of you may have already read it, and for this I apologize.

So, Thursday I walked my lazy ass out to The Stone Willow Inn to drop off my resume. On the way there I walked by the nearest convenience store, Video 99, and realized I had rented a movie over a week ago and forgot to return it. So, after my hella long walk to Stone Willow, I walked partway back to return the movie. I have never received a dirtier look. Thursday around 445 Dad picked me up and we went to Pop's for dinner. I have never been that stuffed, not even at Christmas.

Friday was the first day of the second semester, I have a really easy one. History with Ms. Laurin, Civics with Mr. Corsaut, English with Mrs. Claro, and Communications with Mr. Bissell. History seems cool, Civics seems shitty, I'm convinced my English teacher hates me already, and Communications seems quite awesome. We started editing 'The Italian Job' already.

So, onto Friday night. Came home from school about 430, cleaned my room until about 730. I then took another shower, and picked up Amanda and my wedgie fries at 815. We ate them, then headed to Stratford about 845. We arrived at the Boar's Head at 859 and found a table. We ordered, listened to Wyatt and Jay, and left about 1045. Her and I then headed to International Grounds where we ran into Nora. I caffeinated myself well, and headed home around 1130. I then came on here, updated this (which didn't work) then did part of my english assignment at 1 am.

Saturday was basically a bore. I got called to work which pissed me off, and went to bed around 1030. Johnny Two-Step had a kegger but I didn't attend. I don't think I missed much, just all of St. Marys and a quater of London drunk.

Todayyy I watched a number of movies, drank a lot of chocolatey things and coffee. Went for a walk this evening, and when I returned I dyed my hair. I am now a very dark brown. I like it.

Anyways, that is all. Nora, I did wish you a happy birthday in the post I created yesterday, Kiersten can attest. I think tomorrow will be a snowday..I sure hope so. I'm going to return to Bob Dylan on MuchMoreMusic. Have a good one.

Meg

My House

2006-02-01T23:35:00.000-05:00

So, I've come here and tried to update my posts about 7 or 8 times now, and I just haven't been able to do it, so, here it finally is (hopefully I get it done in this sitting), not that it will be particularily interesting. I'm going to take Blake's advice (stemming from the destruction of my self-esteem through insult) and try to be imaginative.

So, Monday was my Science exam. Seemed pretty easy..almost deceivingly easy. I guess I'll have to wait and see. Tuesday was my French exam, and was as difficult as I expected. I think I did well. I hope I did well. If I didn't do well then I can't go to France..and then I'll be really angry. France..yes..September/October..yes..Now all I have to do is get a much better job and save my money..yes..I can do that..If Blake can not spend any money on alcohol just to go to Scotland then I can save my money for France.

So, Tuesday after my exam I was just standing in the cafeteria stealing some salad from Anna when I was interupted and told I was going to play poker. It's safe to say I'm the worst poker player ever, worse than Jordan who doesn't even know how to play. 'I can't believe this is the World Series! You can't even spell poker!' Anymawho, after poker (and the throwing of shit between Kiersten, Blake and Kyle Ruston) I stole some candy from Jess. Blake, Alex and I bugged Allie to let us into the music room to get some guitars but to no avail. I then went and read for awhile, until I was interupted again. Then I went to take a nap, but got hungry, and while on my way from returning from getting food, Allie told Kiersten and I that we could go get guitars. So that's what we did. After that, Kiersten and I played some War and Speed. The bell for the buses didn't ring, so I almost missed mine. Luckily I'm good and have connections.

On to today: woke up about 1030, came out here, got really angry at my computer for not working, then went out for lunch with dad around 1230. Came home about 130, immediately went downtown and met Sam at the library. Took out 4 books and a cd (The Beatles Live At BBC), went to the mail, Tim Hortons and then came up here. Came home and was forced to take picture of Sam's artwork for her portfolio. That sucked, until she introduced me to her little glass dogs that she used to carry around in her pocket and randomly give away..and a glass Mary and I think a Wiseman. I was told to use them as presents. When Sam left I cleaned for a little. Then, around 630 I went into Stratford, grabbed a bite to eat, and went to Wyatt's. Got home from there about nowish. All in all the last 3 days have been rather uneventful..except..I'M GOING TO FRANCE..I think. Let's hope. Yes.

Anyways, I'm starving, I'm going to make some KD. Kiersten, can I change my bet about the day I think Blake will come back to school? If not, I understand, a bet's a bet.

Apparently I have a horrible imagination as that was no more imaginative as any other post I've ever published.

Meghan

Y'all Can't Walk No Line

2006-01-29T21:18:00.000-05:00

So, who else has seen the latest 'Axe' commercial? The one where the guy sprays it all over his back, then him and his girlfriend are on the motorcycle, and she's attached to him? Well, that girl reminds me of you, Kiersten. I have no idea why, but every time I see it I immediately think of you. Just thought you should know that you're in my thoughts, haha.

So, last night my shift got cancelled..25 minutes before I was scheduled to start. It takes 15 minutes to get to my job when driving down the highway at 100 km/h, and we're asked to be there 15 minutes early to read the communcations book and whatnot, so my boss is DAMN lucky that she caught me. So, Instead of working, I went to London and finally saw 'Walk The Line.' I thought that it was quite amazing; so good, in fact, that even if you despise Johnny Cash, you should still go see it. 'Nuff said.

Today, woke up at an awesome 11 o'clock. I love rainy Sundays. Woke up, at the perfect time, with the perfect mood, and the perfect day planned. I love it when it rains on Sundays, I pretty much stay in bed allllll day, read, watch tv, just watch the world outside my window. I know, sounds sad, but I love it. Today I stayed in bed allll day and studied. I studied from 1130 am - 9 pm, with one 30 minute break for dinner, and one 10 minute break just for the sake of taking a break. It's been a good day.

Tomorrow is my science exam, and although I've studied a lot all together, I'm still really worried. I am unprepared still, and I know it. I guess I'll just have to wait and see what happens.

I'm currently watching the 'Screen Actors Guild Awards.' I generally think all the awards shows are the same, and rarely watch them, but I'm enjoying this. An actress off of 'Law and Order' (yep, I forget her name) just thanked her divorce lawyers.

I still really wish I could have gone to Waterloo this weekend, I'm still slightly bitter about that. C'est la vie. I'm sure as much fun was had without me.

Anyways, time to go try to fix my alarm clock. I got a new one for Christmas, and I swear it has the most annoying, obnoxious and loud noise I have heard in my life, and when it goes off at 632 am, it's not a pretty sight. The other day I couldn't find the snooze and I couldn't handle the sound any longer so I threw it across the room, hit the hardwood, and the plastic came off the front.

YEAH Reese Witherspoon just won an award for 'Walk the Line' and now Joaquinn Phoenix is up..and he loses. Damn.

Anyways, bye!

I live in the 1800s, no electricty allowed

2006-01-28T00:02:00.000-05:00

I apologize in advance. This post is basically just a big long boring rant. And it's only about 1/2 of what I really would like to rant about. Consider yourselves spared.

So today pretty much bites the big one. Got to school, did some last minute studying, talked to some randoms, went to my exam. I think I did okay on my exam, but not great. After my exam, went to the cafeteria, studied some french, ate some melon, same ol' same ol'. When the period 3 exam went in I studied some science, then tried to play some cards with Pat, Nick, Meagen and Kim but that failed because we only had 43 cards. Then Shaughn came over and talked to me for a bit about how I'm not really a girl because I didn't have nail clippers or a nail file. After that I sort of wandered around for a bit, told Abby all about my weird dream which was pretty much based on her, and walked around for a little longer. Finally, 5 hours after my exam ended, the bus came, then, 6 hours after my exam ended, I walked through the door to my house.

Last friday, when my shift was cancelled (do y'all remember me ranting about that?) my boss had left me a message saying I was scheduled for tonight, the 27th (technically the 28th now, I suppose), 7-1045. I got there, and Marie, someone I work with, said 'Why are you here?' My obvious reply was 'I was called and told I work tonight..' So I took a gander at the schedule, and sure enough, my shift had been white-outed by my boss, and I suppose she just didn't feel the need to tell me. Boy am I pissed. I show up for no reason. I am sick of their extremely poor organizational skills. They are supposed to let us know. I haven't worked in 2 weeks. This angers me GREATLY. You can't put a notice with my pay cheque, along with the other 79 employees, stating that they can't just not show up for a shift, when you don't notify them of shifts/notify them when their shifts are cancelled. I'm sorry, you can't do that. You also can't cancel my shift, not tell me about it, then put me on the shift for the next night and not tell me. I was making plans to go to Waterloo tomorrow night, and I was supposed to go to Dad's tomorrow. If all this had gone through, I would have been royally screwed, and even more angry.

Something else angers me greatly; even moreso than this work shit (unbelievable, I know): This Town. Want to know what there is to do here? Next to nothing, besides Meth. We all know there's plenty of that floating around (plenty being 4 labs in a population of 6000.) Back to the point: In this 'town' there are maybe 4 good bands, that play a show somewhere in town about once a year (and only once a year due to drug abuse here amongst teens.) The town has proposed a ban against bands. WHAT THE HELL. They want to make it so bands can't jam within town limits. If you don't have a member in your band who lives in the country then you basically have no band. This can't fly. I won't let this fly. What is this, the 1800s? Are we amish? Shoud I rebel with electricty? I feel like I'm in a Southpark episode.

Stupid people also anger me. Lots of other things that have occured today anger me..A lot seems to have angered me today, but I won't bore you more than I already have.

So, apparently I'm studying all day tomorrow and working tomorrow night. Ugh. It's supposed to be busy, too. Damnit.

Anyone wanna do something Sunday? I need a break, seeing how Waterloo didn't go through.

Well, I'm off to eat some Honeycomb. Have a good weekend. I know mine's sure going to kick some ass. Mine.

M.T-O'D

You Never Know

2006-01-26T21:09:00.000-05:00

Alright, so, yesterdays schedule didn't go exactly as was planned, but I got done what needed to be done. The mark on my exam today is proof; I had to wait from 1030-330 to catch my bus, and shortly before I got on the bus I saw my religion teacher, Mr. Corsaut. He informed me that he had just finished marking our exams. I asked him if I passed, and he assured me I did. I asked him if he could tell me my mark. His response was, "What was your mark at the midterms?" '75...' "Well, it went up a few percent." I proceeded to harass him to tell me my mark. I asked 'Are we talking 78 or 77?' "I honestly don't remember." 'Well, I'm going for an 80 average, I guess I better pull up my socks..' He began to tell me that my mark was 80, but stopped himself because he was not certain, and he did not want to "make me mad." Whatever, I'm glad made my way through that exam with relative ease. The only hard part of that exam was the fill in the blanks; all definitions. We didn't learn a definition all year. Meh.

Tomorrow is math. This has me slightly worried, but I feel I've studied sufficiently. Another quick review of my study notes in the cafeteria in the morning and I should be set. Dad felt the need to encourage me tonight; "I'm glad you did well on your religion exam, sweetheart, but math is all that matters." Can you tell he's an accountant? He realizes that history (the reason he attends Western for fun) is less important than math. I mean, I'm all for math, I think that some math is necessary in anything, but Trigonometry? When am I going to use that? And, on top of all this, he knows math is one of my worst subjects. Thanks for the vote of confidence, Dad. Currently, he is not in my good books, not only for this comment...

I suppose I shall just have to wait and see. I did well on my religion exam, maybe God likes me again; perhaps he'll grace me with his presence tomorrow, help me pass math so I don't have to take grade 10 math all over again. Jesus.

Good luck to all, if anyone doesn't have anything to do from probably 1030-330, let me know. I'ma be borrrred.
Tobes

I own you all

2006-01-25T11:13:00.000-05:00

I just filled myself with french toast. It was amazing. My majah makes the best french toast. Ever. Rachel can attest.

This day has been pretty amazing thus far. The alarm went of at 632 am as usual. And, as usual, I hit snooze to give myself an extra 9 minutes, just long enough to make myself late. During my snooze-time, the telephone rang. The phone only rings 638 am when it's a snow day. I drag my self out of bed, stumble into the kitchen, and see my mom on the phone. Yes! She gets off the phone and informs me that her office is closed. I inquire about St. Mikes, thinking I already know the answer, just to find that she has heard nothing. DCVI buses aren't running, Northwestern buses aren't running, Central buses aren't running. I return to bed anyways, assuming that the buses will be cancelled eventually. My assumption was right; when I got out of my nice warm bed again at 10 the buses were cancelled. This gives me an entire day to study. There is no way I'm bombing my exams now. This makes me very very happy, as I was very stressed about them before because me, being a dumbass and procrastinator, didn't start studying until last night, the 2nd last night before exam number 1. What a beautiful day.

The plan:
-12 pm: go rent 'Dead Man Walking' for religion.
-1240 pm: insert 'Dead Man Walking' into DVD player/VCR. Watch intently while working on Science conept map.
-242 pm: look over exam outline, correct/add to concept map accordingly.
-300 pm: make religion notes on 'Kingdom of Heaven, Kinds of Love, Catholic Social Teachings,' etc.
-430 pm: do part E and F to finish math exam outline work.
-530 pm: find more math in textbook to complete, preferably on 'Completing the Square.'
-630 pm: dinner
-730 pm: begin reading french story for french exam.
-800 pm: break.
-900 pm: look over all religion outline, making sure I have not overlooked anything.
-1000 - ?: whatever I want to do.
I can't wait for this semester to be over. I'm sick of these classes. I don't like any of them.
My exam schdeule:
Thursday: Religion @ 9am
Friday: Math @ 9 am
Monday: Science @ 9 am
Tuesday: French @ 9 am
No afternoon exams for me this year. Anybody wanna hang out after? Haha, I have hours to kill after all my exams.

So Waterdown was a lot of fun. Caught up with some of the family, watched 'Letters from a Porcupine; Blind Melon' dvd. Shortly after that we had dinner. After dinner Mike, Mieka, Tim and I wathced 'Office Space' but I fell asleep within the last 10 minutes. After my power-nap at 1130 pm I went upstairs and talked to my intoxicated aunts and uncles. That was fun. Around 2 Mike, Mieka, Scott and I went to bed. I started off on the futon matress, but when Mieka got up at 6 I took her place on the love seat. It was small but more comfortable. Sunday Scott woke me up around 930 so I could go have breakfast and get ready to go. We hit the road around 1015, and got home about 12. Came home to an unhappy house, c'est la vie.

Monday I didn't go to school in the morning, I missed Religion and Math. No big loss there. I went in about 1/2 way through lunch, and attended Science and French. In french we did our oral exams, mine went well. When I got home from school mom and I went to London, shopping. I got a real bag so I don't have to carry around that stupid duffel bag that makes me walk on an angle anymore. Apparently I also walk like I have a pegleg. Well, no more of that. I also got a pair of cords and a shirt from Old Navy. I have run out of room on my bedroom floor, I gotta get rid of some of my clothes..

Yesterday was not too shabby. Didn't do a whole lot but study. Instead of coming home off the bus I went to Nicks and studied with him til about 6. Today will be much of the same, minus studying avec Nick.

Anyways, this is my life recently. It isn't interesting. I know. Well, I'm off to go rent 'Dead Man Walking.'

Ciao guys

M

Between Love & Hate

2006-01-20T20:48:00.000-05:00

Surprise, surprise. Turns out I don't have to work. So, I sit here at 850 pm, the house myself, writing this while listening to music. Good ol' St.-freakin'-Marys.

Today was a little weird. Started out like shit. I thought that the feeling that followed getting out of the car at the bus stop this morning was going to be how my whole day was. Thank God I was wrong. The air surrounding my car this morning around 730 am was not a good one, nor was the air around the next 5 minutes. Sometimes I love the misfortunes of others, however (I don't mean anything serious.) I was about ready to just snap when I walked into the arena this morning, and poor Pat had to be the first person I knew to walk in. He was about to get an earful of ranting, but, luckily, he rudely interrupted me and told me he broke his iPod this morning. I couldn't help but laugh, because his plan had been to break it on purpose to pay the difference for a Nano, but recently found out that that isn't possible because his warranty isn't up for another 2 years. Poor guy. Well, I don't feel too sorry for him, because he just steals mine.

The goodness of my day increased from there. Period one was spent watching 'Remember the Titans', period 2 at coffee house, period 3 sleeping/studying, period 4 doing a damn good job at presenting my severe weather assignment, and period 5 sucked. Sometimes I think Madame McLeod likes me, other times I'm sure she hates me.

Bus ride home was not bad, except I had to listen to Pat and Nick talk about danking this girl (a.k.a. skank) who was a visitor on our bus. I mean, yes, she was amazingly gorgeous, but really, 1/2 and hour spent conversing about it? Although, I was offered 5 bucks for sacking Nick..Which I declined.

Got home, found out I didn't have to work. That pissed me off slightly as I had no notice, and now no cash, and also no plans. Mom came home. Immediately following that was an arguement. Then she left for wings at around 6 and hasn't been home since. My time has been spent on the couch watching various things like 'Sex and the City,' 'Friends,' 'Behind the Music,' and 'Video on Trial.' What an interesting life I lead.

Thisssss weekend: Tomorrow morning, at 10 am, I am leaving for Waterdown with my Poppa, we're taking a little road trip to see some family. Thus far, this has only created havoc, but I'm sure it'll be a lot of fun. Not that any of you care. However, I am sad that I'll be missing Jordan's birthday bash. That saddens me a lot, actually. Jordan, if you read this, I'm sorry. I'm coming home sunday around 4. I'll likely study my ass off and recover then. Yes..I think so..

What a cruel world it really is. We go day-to-day with guilt; uncontrollable guilt. We reside in such a place where we are guilty; our surroundings, our actions.

AH Eric Brokovich is on! I'm missing it! I haven't seen it in ages. I will settle for this, as I am too lazy to go rent the Titanic.

Life's a bitch, don't let it get ya down too much.

Meg

The Sound of Settling

2006-01-19T22:07:00.000-05:00

Hmm...I forget where I left off and I'm too lazy to go back and check. Sorry if I am repetitive. I worked Sunday, 10-2. Came home..what did I do...I don't remember. OH i did homework, and lots of it..I think. Anyways. monday, meh, tuesday, meh, wednesday, interesting, thursday, alright. not much i can complain about. today was filled with guidance councillors, walks, and free food. i mean, yeah, there was a fair amount of homework, but c'est la vie. tomorrow is going to be a really easy day:
period 1: remember the titans
period 2: coffee house
period 3: science homework
period 4: presentations
period 5: work. i think this is the only class i'm going to actually have to do something in besides look interested.

Thisssss weekend. well, friday night i work (or so i'm told) 6-1030ish. saturday morning i'm getting up and going to waterdown with my poppa, he's one of my favourite people, always upbeat and always has something amazing to say. he made me cry tonight. when we get to waterdown we're meeting up with my aunt lisa and going to my aunts and uncles house, visiting with them and my cousins. saturday night *i think* we're spending the night in waterdown. should be lots of fun, i need to get away for a little while, even if it's only for 2 days and a night. likely come home sometime sunday afternoon. i'm sure sunday will be filled with studying for exams and whatnot..

lying awake, she replays the previous day.

anyways, i'm off to listen to music, likely shed a tear over what my poppa said to me tonight. perhaps right, perhaps finish my homework. we shall see, i suppose. such a predicament..

mango

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2006-01-14T17:25:00.000-05:00

Why do I lack the sense to keep my goddamned mouth shut?

Stayed home sick on Thursday, too. During this unwanted time off, I realized that school really bores me. So does just sitting at home, however, sitting at home is far more comfortable and convenient. Yeah yeah, I know I know, stay in school...get a job you'll end up hating in 10 years...don't bother wasting your breath, I know.

So last night, that being friday night, I worked. Well, I'm not sure I'd classify sitting around for 4.5 hours playing cards with your supervisor work, but I got paid $7.15 an hour for doing it, and I did do some cleaning of the grills/deepfriers/bathrooms/vending machines. Right as we are about to send the hill workers home to close up (at 830, only an hour and a half early) a van pulls up with 8 kids. Damnit #1. Then, once they realized that we were indeed open, they decided to drop off one load of kids, and return with another half an hour later. Damnit #2. Since we had customers, we had to find a pin for the lift which was broken. Damnit #3. Previously we had had no intention of fixing the lift, we were going to leave it to the poor buggers today. Anyways, I got paid, and got to leave relatively early, about 1020. Sadly, my supervisor had to wait for the first load to leave and come back and leave again. Poor Josh. I would maybe have more sympathy if he hadn't kicked my ass in cards ALMOST every time.

Today I got up and went with my fajah. First we did some running around to certain shops in London to get stuff for tomorrow. Then we went back to his apartment where I cleaned it. Then I listened to the radio whilst reading 'Newsweek'. He wasn't feeling well, so he layed down, and I watched 1.5 very comedic episodes of 'That '70s Show'. He then got up and decided to bring me home early while he still could. Now I'm watching Figure Skating Championships. w00t.

Tonight I was going to go out with some friends for some much needed out-ed-ness, but that didn't happen. Who knows what's in store for me. Perhaps a little 'Dead Man Walking' for religion class, or maybe just figure skating.

Tomorrrrrrrow I work 10-630..woohoo, cash. Then probably homework, homework and..more homework. I have a lot to catch up on. Another point deducted from school...

Anyways, I'm off to make plans, perhaps eat some pasta.

Keep your heads up, and next time you're intoxicated, don't leave it up to me to talk you out of killing yourself.

---- -- - - - -- Meghan Danielle Elizabeth Tobin-O'Drowsky

Clark Gable

2006-01-11T21:39:00.000-05:00

down and out, hopeless. there is truth in nothing, nothing is real, not feelings, not people..especially not words. Words are hollow.

Stayed home sick today. I hate being sick. What is the point of it? Is it some higher power trying to tell me I need to wise up about my ways? If so, that power is being rather blunt. School sucks. Catholic Social Teachings, Trigonometry, Weather, Conditionel..it all can suck it.

Anyways, that's all. Working/Dads this weekend I think. Should be a party.

Don't get too down on yourselves, kids -- Meg

Passenger Seat

2006-01-07T23:31:00.000-05:00

I do say, I really love sleeping in, if only the vacuum wasn't what eventually woke me up. Not the mention the phone...

How is everyone? Me? I'm alright, kinda annoyed at the world at the moment for no real reason. I'm allowed to be annoyed, I've been really happy for the most part this week. Todaaaay, immediately after being woke up, I went to Stratford and hung out with Wyatt for a little, then went from his place to work, where I worked the bar for the first time since about August. I miss the bar a lot. I mean, it's all relatively easy, until you put in the wrong amount and it dings repeatedly at you. It's definitely easier than preparing food, but not as easy as getting people to sign their lives away, it's a nice balance.

It's official, technology hates me. I have yet to figure out what is wrong with my iTunes/iPod. As of recently, when I plug my iPod in it doesn't show up in my iTunes. Anyone have any ideas? I've reset it and restarted the computer and reinstalled iTunes, to no avail. I plan on calling The Source in the morning (or afternoon, whenever I feel like dragging my ass out of bed.)

Technology can suck it. Punctuate or perish.

The light reflected off the water and onto her face. Her eyes matched the sky and her hair, the sun. Her lips were the colour of roses and her smile could light up the world. Her skin was as soft as velvet. It was the moment in which he really saw what he could have, the thing that could make it all better. Yet he felt nothing. As much as she wanted to deny this, she knew she was going to be forgotten again..But not until he had his fun.

Huzzah, music hates me, too. >.< damnit all.

Mugs

Like A Rolling Stone

2006-01-07T00:35:00.000-05:00

It was incredible. Nothing in her wildest dreams could surpass this moment. Everything was absolutely perfect, and it was far more than she could ever wish for. She didn't deserve such treatments and attention. Who could care about me enough to do all this? Elaborate schemes with the outcome of happiness were not meant for her. Soon she would be fulfilled, everything would fall into place. The 'perfect' dream life, as imagined by all little girls, would soon be hers.

How is everybody? Good, I hope. Fosters was really good. Me and Theresa went to Jack Astors, then rented 'The March Of The Penguins.' Hahahah. Yeeeah..Work was work. New years was good, work the next day sucked. This week I haven't done a whole lot, was scheduled to work every day this week but today is the only day it happened, I guess we'll see what tomorrow brings. Tuesday I went out for lunch with the girls, which turned into dinner with the girls, also. That night I chillaxed with Wyatt. Wednesday I layed low, Thursday I went for dinner with dad and pops..Today I went to Benmiller and got a facial and a massage (yess!). Tonight I went to Wits End Pub in London for a friends engagement party. Got there, the bouncer wouldn't let me in. You see, I forsaw this problem, but checked it out, and was told I would be allowed in since it's also a grill. This is not the case. We got there at 11, and they stop letting minors in at 10. Bitch. A friend talked to the owner and he said I could come in for a very very short time. I believe I was in there for all of 5 minutes. During that 5 minutes I was offered a shot of tequila, and asked to buy the entire bar a round. Stupid under-age-ness...

They collided. Intertwined forever. Potentially a bad thing, but perhaps positive...

--Mugs

R.I.P. Nana

2005-12-29T17:25:00.000-05:00

The last few days have been quite the whirlwind of events. The 26th, my birthday, we continued with the celebrations without Nana. The 27th was the open casket visitation for close family. Yesterday, the 28th, were the other 2 visitations. Man, that was a long day. Up from 930 am, not home until 10 pm from the funeral home and pops and various places.. We figure we shook between 600 and 700 peoples hands. That is a difficult task when your cousin Mike keeps punching you, throwing some of his never-ending supply of mints at you, and pulling at your bra strap. My God. Today was the funeral, another long day. Dad came and got me at about 10 am and I didn't get home until 4. She will be deeply missed, she was as sharp as a tack and was very proud of all her grandchildren. I'm in disbelief.

Tonight, around 1030, I'm going into Stratford to Fosters to see Wyatt play..I'm so tired, and tomorrow it's just going to be worse. My cousin Theresa is coming to pick me up at 10 and we're going to go shopping and whatnot, then I have to work from 5 until about 1030. Shiiiit. However, it's looking like my shift will be cancelled (out of 6 shifts, I've worked 1) due to lack of snow.

Anyways, it's 530 and I haven't eaten yet. Food time, then sleep time, then bath time, then Stratford time.

Ciao ladies and gentlemen
---Mugs

Happy Belated Birthday to Me

2005-12-27T10:35:00.000-05:00

So, yesterday was my birthday. Started out not so good, and then got worse. The day started out like crap, got slightly better as I got more and more excited for the O'Drowsky family Christmas/Birthday celebration. Dad came and picked me up, and when we were walking out the door he told me my nana had died in the morning. I went and visited my pops and a couple aunts and uncles, and we decided that we were going to go on with the show later that night. All my cousins drove down from various places around Ontario, and later I went back to pops where the festivities began. We opened presents with lots of tears. Anyways, afterwards I played some pingpong and came home, where I cleaned my room. Happy Birthday.

Anywho, I'm off to find clothes to wear to the funeral home.

Ciao, Mugs

Trouble

2005-12-25T15:42:00.000-05:00

The stars above looked down in wonder and amazement. Nothing could surpass this, the epitome of perfection. Too bad I'm not good enough. Time is standing still. I'm stuck here eternally. Accepting the life shown to me is the difficult part. If only materials could create happiness, genuine delight. Time is running out, and my tolerance is wearing thin.

Merry Christmas, everybody. I hope the holiday season finds you well.

(P.S. - tomorrow is my birthday, what did y'all get me?)

Common People

2005-12-21T09:38:00.000-05:00

swamp studios was great. work was not bad. my sunday shift getting cancelled was meh. it's a steady decline. c'est la vie.

it's a wonderfully snowy day today. the only reason i think the snow is wonderful at this particular moment is that i don't have to go out in it today, as i am home, sick. if i was having to walk to/from the bus, the usual 10 blocks, it wouldn't be so wonderful. y'know what definitely isn't wonderful? a sore throat and having some of the muscles in your stomach being pulled at the same time. not so enjoyable.

countdown to my birthday: 5 days.

after christmas with my dad on my birthday i have no idea what i'm doing, whether i'm going to dads, or staying here. bah. anyways, this was a very unintelligent blog. oh well, i'm sick, it's allowed. must go wrap presents.

sleep is over-rated. so is food.

m.

Farmhouse

2005-12-14T16:54:00.000-05:00

I've lost all hope and trust in the kindness of people and I've lost all faith in understanding them. Just when I think I've got them figured out, they go and create a situation that baffles me beyond rescue. Sometime I just hate people, thank God not all of you are people...that would be hell. I've decided that I need to work harder and worry about my marks now. As is, my average is going to be pretty damn low I think. Better pull up the old socks. Aaaand, a plus is that if I concentrate more on work I'd have less time to come on here and write pointless crap. AAAAAND I wouldn't have the time to let people hurt me. It's basically a win-win situation all around. Hey, one can be optimistic, right..? End of ranting. I promise. Now I'm full of smiles like always.

Finally finished my massive cumulative review assignment which almost killed me. Got a bit of Christmas shopping done on Saturday, spent Saturday night at Dads. Friday watched a movie, Sunday went swimming at Western. Same ol' same ol'...I got Monday off to take care of my puppy, that was good. Yesterday was the big birthday dinner and then I had a dentist appointment. I hate the dentist. I was frozen up to my eyes. Couldn't move one half of my lip for 5 hours. It sucked. Today I got out of 5th period for a doctor's appointment. Tomorrow dinner with Dad..Friday I get off to go out to the studio and help out with a recording for comm. service. That should be fun. Friday is up in the air between semi with my date (Amy, of course) or finding something else to do. I'm leaning towards finding something else to do..Saturday is my first shift since Thanksgiving. At 330 in the kitchen, not the kiosk. Come visit:)

So, no one's going to read this, and if someone happens to no one will care. I know I'm lame. I don't care. I'm falling asleep here at the desk and it's only 830.

I may or may not post again soon. Who knows. I give up on people. For good. There are some who will never hear from me again..They'll probably be happy...
Tobes

Come back

2005-12-11T20:05:00.000-05:00

I've come to the conclusion that my life is stuck on repeat. It's proved to be a never-ending cycle. Here, then gone. Here, then gone. What's with that? How come I'm not allowed to have a place or person to rant to? Why can't I have someone to talk to? Something doesn't seem fair.

I could go on forever, but that would require me being less vague.

Meg

Your Ex-Lover is Dead

2005-12-11T14:40:00.000-05:00

Let's give it a rest. Blake Bilyea and I are nothing more than friends. It's true, I'm in grade 10, and he is completing his victory lap, but what does that matter? I guess you could say you succeeded, Liam. Whatever. Perhaps you should have a conversation with someone before you decide to start things about that person (however, I understand that you would be too embarassed if you were caught talking to a grade 10.) Maybe I'm being naive, and I guess that would take the fun out of it..

It's out. If you 2 wish to continue 'blog warz', please leave me out. If you feel the need to incorporate me, I'm not helping either of your sorry asses. I know, assumptions, assumptions, assumptions...

Meghan
(PS, Blake, are you 'eat me'?)

Numero 1

2005-12-09T09:52:00.000-05:00

I'm unsure of why I created this blog. Perhaps to 'organize my thoughts.' I am going to conclude that no one will ever read this (anyone I know who has a blog doesn't know I have one) so I will possibly use it to organize my thoughts, and get more personal shit out.

On another note, I have decided I am content. I am choosing to ignore all the possible reasons that have to do with my recent decline in emotion. I am quite content, nothing is changing that.

Anyways, this was boring. More interesting things to follow. I got up 2 hours ago, but had very little sleep. Give me a break..

Tobes