Random Channel Surfing

I just want to go back to Montreal. Buy my groceries. Walk places. Stay home on weekends, but still feel like I did something... I am so uber-frustrated. I'm so sick and tired of working at the theatre. Of committing to at least two weekend nights so that I don't feel guilty. And, to top it off, I don't even get enough hours a week... Three shifts! WTF?? Let's face it: I just want to move to Montreal permanently. But... my words offend my Albertan loved ones. They fee like I'm just trying to ditch them. That I regard Alberta (i.e.: them ) as being inferior to Montreal. I don't think that. I just don't feel like Alberta is for me anymore.  Yesterday Jenn got angry with me for my "Alberta-hate." She said she wasn't being naive anymore; that my decision to move to Montreal (eventually!) meant that there was nothing strong enough to keep me in Edmonton.  Not my love for my parents and sister. Not my love for my best friends

Yep. For all of those people who say that my favourite band is disbanding... YOU'RE WRONG. Bedouin have announced their { temporary } new member(s) Marco Raposo is the new drummer  Dennis Passley is a temporary sax playah and Danny Depp is their trumpet player. I might have already heard Dennis and Danny in action back in November. I'm curious about Marco. He sounds pretty rad on his myspace, though. Yay! I can't wait to see them live, again...!! Is that disloyal to Pat...?

Do you remember those annoying Pull-Ups commercials?  "Mommy WOW! I'm a big kid now!" Well... I have my first official big girl job interview this Friday. *Gulp* I'm petrified.  On the one hand, I might get it. That means I'll be tied down to a JOB, won't be able to move to Montreal until at least next year, will probably have to quit the theatre OR only work weekends (meaning I'll give up all of my free time... ew).... On the other hand, I don't get it. I'll be stuck at Cineplex for at least another year (or year and a half... ew!... which will make me feel like a major failure) and won't further my career goals, or have enough money to move to Montreal, and therefore will stay an immature 22 year-old, and will feel like shite.  Whatever happens, I won't like the outcome all that much.  Being a graduate sucks balls. 

I saw my dearest, darling Krystina this weekend.  We had a play date. I missed her so so much. It's amazing how much I missed her. So so much! Anyway, It was awesome catching up with her and her Edmonton pals. They are still funny, smart and welcoming.  I know that Lyndsay reads our blogs, so I'm posting these pictures for her viewing pleasure :) Reunion!!! Kristen is molesting Krystina and Andrew likes it... *wiggly brows*   Amanda, Andrew and I... Just Dance! Oh Lady Gaga... how did I live sans toi?? The happy bunch!! (minus Noree and Matt...)

How HOT will tonight be for this lovely couple?? eeeeeeeeeeee.  I can't help but feel a little sorry for Dubbya. His legacy will be forever debated...  He will be remembered by a crashing economy. He will be remembered for a war. And to be followed by Barack Obama. Yeah. It must be hard being George W. Bush today.

I read this book in grade twelve--one of the awesome book suggestions that Mr. Dvorak gave us (also on the list: Albert Camus' The Stranger )--and it's amazing how different things are today. "Colored" bathrooms... "Colored" water fountains... "Colored" restaurants. It leaves me awe-struck to know that ignorance caused so many people pain. Thank God things are different today. Thank God there is more racial understanding and that ignorance is not always heeded.  Life is not perfect, racial segregation is not completely obsolete, but things are changed.   Tomorrow will be amazing. The beginning of Barack Obama 's Presidency. How far we have come.

While I wasn't particularly happy about being back in Edmonton a week ago, it seems as though being home is what I need. 

Another trip has been added to my "definite" pile: The Garcias are going to Rio de Janeiro in September!! HUZZA! This is what awaits me: Ever since I was a little girl, I've wanted to go to Brazil. My parents lived there for two years and my oldest sister was born there, so I grew up listening to Brazilian music, listening to my parents speak Portuguese, and living in jealousy of my sister's cool background. And now, I get to go to Rio! Huzza!

It has been decided that I will go to Montreal at the end of June with my mother and two sisters. From Montreal, I will travel to Europe with my friend Melissa and her friend Kris. I am stoked beyond belief! During our Europe excursion, we will travel to Ireland, England, France, Spain and Italy. Huzza. I can't wait!

... maybe. Today is my nephew's sixth birthday. He was so excited--opening presents, barging into the guest room that I'm occupying, to show them off. I took great pleasure in seeing his excited face. Why can't I feel that exhilaration whenever it's my birthday...? I miss the anticipation I used to feel for my birthday (and the one I once felt on the first day of school). New years made me excited... But now I'm full of dread over what this year will bring. I'm done school (...yay?), and I'm BROKE. Broke, educated and young.  Because of my youth (though I really DON'T feel young at all... I'm turning 23 in less than two months... *BARF*), I know that this year should be focused on growing up. I am way too immature for my own good--too shy, too stubborn, too prideful--and I know that with maturity, these not so stellar qualities will diminish (at least that's what I'm hoping). Therefore, I have decided that the best way to grow up is to go on

Worst news ever. My favourite band is basically disbanding (I take no joy in my pun!). I know that Pat will be touring with Black Lungs and all (who knows?? Maybe he'll become the permanent drummer for Black Lungs...), but a Pat-less Bedouin will definitely take some getting used to. I am so uber-frustrated. I do, however, take comfort in knowing that Bedouin Soundclash will continue making grade-A quality music that will never cease to inspire me. It's still shitty, though.

¡FELÍZ AÑO! HAPPY NEW YEAR! BONNE ANNÉE! 2009 already... wow. 2008 was AMAZING. One can only hope that '09 will be better!