Random Channel Surfing

So my 2009 - Year of the Many Trips plan is NOT going to work. My plans have had to change due to my new job at NAIT. Don't get me wrong--I am loving the place! Everyone is super-nice and friendly. Heck, we had cake my first day to celebrate all of the March birthdays (including mine!) Thing is, I have had to give up my trip to Europe (*ouch*) and MAY have to give up my trip to Brazil this fall... The only definite trip is my trip back to Montreal for Laura's wedding. This new job has forced me to look at my life (AGAIN!) and make some more changes. Like, I won't be moving to Montreal anytime in the near-future (fudge...), I won't be going on any awesome trips, either (shnikey!), and, maybe the biggest change of all: I am no longer employed by Cineplex Entertainment. While this change brings me tremendous happiness, I will no longer watch a movie for free. This is going to hurt my soul. I can see me on my next movie outing: a part of me shrivelling up and falling up ri

Desde esté pinche momento... Lo juro, nunca MAS vuelvo a pensar en él.  Nunca mas vuelvo a recordar. Quién se cree él? "Voy a Banff! Mirame! Voy a Banff... pero no voy a avisarte..." OUCH. Sometimes, only Spanish can get my feelings across. 

Back in January, I wrote this post . I was concerned about my future, worried that I was a Cineplex "Lifer", and was torn between wanting my job interview to go well, or blowing it on purpose. Needless to say, I wasn't hired for this position, and I've since started working part-time at a Mexican airline here in Edmonton [ Mexicana ] -- I was hired because of my Spanish, English and French language fluency. I am loving it there... BUT, I had a job interview on my 23rd birthday. It was for a job at NAIT ( the Northern Albertan Institute for Technology ) as a manual text editor.  It was a very low-key job interview; I found it easy to express myself and I was very confident... Well... drum-roll, please... I GOT IT!! FIREWORKS ! CONFETTI ! CELEBRATE! Huzza. I am now *OFFICIALLY* a big girl. Only down side? Accepting this job means that I'm going to be in Alberta for a little while longer than I planned...

Ah Metric.... You will forever remind me of August. Anyway, seeing as I cannot upload pictures, I cannot upload my pictures from the Arkells concert. As soon as I find my camera cord, these pictures (and a review of the awesomeness!) will be posted... Oh musique. Je t'aime FORT, la musique!

Si de alguna manera yo puedo ayudar a alguien que se siente igual de idiota e inutil porque el amor que sienten por una persona a quien ellos quieren no es reciproco, pues les tengo un consejo: Escuchen MUCHA musica... Preferiblemente musica enojada... Sin ningun rastro de ilusiones amorozas, o notaciones romanticas... La musica es lo mas terapeutico en la vida. Eso es todo.

I started journalling eleven years ago to the day. I mean, I used to write journal entries in elementary (most of them were stories but it was my way of journalling), but when I had my confirmation in grade six, my sisters gave me my first official journal. In this journal, I wrote, drew, fell in love, fell out of love, cried, laughed... fell in love again... fell out of love again... You get the picture.  I found this journal back in January and I've been reading it, again. It amazes me to see how far I've come as a writer... and how little I've changed as an individual. I still fear birthdays, still have an OCD tendency to record every minute detail of what I'm obsessing over. I guess some things never change. On March 3, 1999, I wrote Dear Journal: In exactly 15 minutes I will be 13 ! And you know what else? I'm so scared! I mean  won't be a kid, but a teenager!!! Can you believe that? Me a 13 year old! Aaaaaaaaaaaah!! [sic] Hahahah! Oh man... I am still