Day 28 – Call a grandparent or relative that isn’t expecting your voice
I heard my mom talking to my grandma on the phone today, but I was on my way out to go to work. However, my parents went to get a picture frame for my grad photo and the girl who helped them at Blacks' is an old highschool friend. She had art class with me and I always thought she was nice. So she helped them out and realized it was me in the photo bahahaha...so I sent her a message on facebook. That was unexpected.
I love my work, my friends are awesome and my managers are hilarious. Fun shift today.
Game two tonight, go Canucks!!
+ Lorelie
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Friday, June 3, 2011
Can I make drinks instead?
Day 27 – Bake something and share it
I was at work all day, tried to tan outside for half an hour, and I'm having Ray Charles and friends over for drinks tonight. So no baking. I'll do it next week! Making drinks instead, lemonade martinis!
+ Lorelie
I was at work all day, tried to tan outside for half an hour, and I'm having Ray Charles and friends over for drinks tonight. So no baking. I'll do it next week! Making drinks instead, lemonade martinis!
+ Lorelie
day twenty seven - bake!
day 27| bake something and share it
yea... im not baking
i will make dinner though. that counts in my eyes
ray charles
yea... im not baking
i will make dinner though. that counts in my eyes
ray charles
Thursday, June 2, 2011
You Must Follow Your Heart
Day 26 - Ask each other a question, it can be anything!
Ray Charles asked me: Which moment would you go back to and what would you change? Why?
I've been thinking about this since Ray Charles asked me last night. I don't really believe in having regrets, because at the time it was exactly what you wanted. I know there are certain moments, either embarrassing or painful, that I would change if I could, but than I wouldn't be who I am today. I also know at the time of certain moments, my actions or what I said was exactly what I wanted, and things usually happen for a reason.
The only regret I truly have has to do with my friend (her nickname was bubble gum because she always used to cling to my arm at recess when we were little) who passed away in November 2007. I grew up with her and she was one of my best friends. When she started highschool (a different one than mine) we sort of stopped seeing each other except on birthdays or the occasional holiday, and we didn't really talk too much. She began hanging out with some "bad kids," got involved with the wrong crowd, did some things any parent wouldn't want their kid to do, you get the idea. I remember telling my mom something like, "Tell her to come hang out with me and I'll set her straight." I always thought that maybe she just needed other friends who didn't do "bad things" and maybe I could get through to her somehow. But I never made a real effort. One time I went over to her house with my mom, and when we got there we found out she had run away from home that day. Fortunately she came back, but I think I was just over everything at that point and kind of gave up on her.
By the time I was finishing highschool, she had sort of changed and was trying to do better. I remember I would see her some times on the bus coming home from school, and we would always talk til I reached my stop and got off. I will always remember what I'm pretty sure was the last time I saw her and talked to her. It was on the bus home from school at the end of the year, so it was May or June. And I keep thinking why didn't I just go and hang out with her that day? Why did I just go home?
I don't think I saw her that summer. She would usually come by for my birthday, and I was graduating highschool then too. I'm pretty sure her mom came by my house in June to drop off a gift, but I don't think I saw my friend. Then I started first year of university and was caught up in my own life. I remember the night I found out she died, the phone rang around midnight, and when the phone rings that late you know it's something bad. I just remember my mom telling me to come to her room and she was saying my friend's name. I didn't really absorb it or except it that night, it was just all so strange. I remember the next few days some old friends were calling me asking me what happened, and we went to her funeral and everything...I didn't even know what to feel or how to feel, nothing. The only death I ever dealt with was my grandpa when I was thirteen, and I don't think I really fully understood or thought about how bad it was back then. But back in 2007 I was eighteen and it was surreal.
I wrote kind of a letter to her on facebook a year later. It was sort of like me finally letting out how I felt and everything. It was good to get it out. I still regret not talking to her or going to see her before she died. It's something that will probably always linger in my mind. I know it's changed who I am today, and I like to think I've become a better friend because of it. I know she would be happy to know how much I care about her and her family, and that I do really miss her. Sometimes I wish I could talk to her again, and just tell her things. I have old notes and photos and things she gave me. I have a photo from my 12th birthday party with her and some other friends in my room, and it's one of my favourite photos ever. I don't know if we'd be best friends today, maybe we would have become too different or something. But I will always have memories of the things we did, like the best sleepovers I ever had as a kid were at her house for her birthdays.
I wrote a song in October 2008, here's one of the verses:
"And you look at that old photo
The one with the face you’re afraid you’ll forget
The last time you saw her was on a city bus
And that just might be your biggest regret"
I will always regret getting off the bus.
+ Lorelie
Ray Charles asked me: Which moment would you go back to and what would you change? Why?
I've been thinking about this since Ray Charles asked me last night. I don't really believe in having regrets, because at the time it was exactly what you wanted. I know there are certain moments, either embarrassing or painful, that I would change if I could, but than I wouldn't be who I am today. I also know at the time of certain moments, my actions or what I said was exactly what I wanted, and things usually happen for a reason.
The only regret I truly have has to do with my friend (her nickname was bubble gum because she always used to cling to my arm at recess when we were little) who passed away in November 2007. I grew up with her and she was one of my best friends. When she started highschool (a different one than mine) we sort of stopped seeing each other except on birthdays or the occasional holiday, and we didn't really talk too much. She began hanging out with some "bad kids," got involved with the wrong crowd, did some things any parent wouldn't want their kid to do, you get the idea. I remember telling my mom something like, "Tell her to come hang out with me and I'll set her straight." I always thought that maybe she just needed other friends who didn't do "bad things" and maybe I could get through to her somehow. But I never made a real effort. One time I went over to her house with my mom, and when we got there we found out she had run away from home that day. Fortunately she came back, but I think I was just over everything at that point and kind of gave up on her.
By the time I was finishing highschool, she had sort of changed and was trying to do better. I remember I would see her some times on the bus coming home from school, and we would always talk til I reached my stop and got off. I will always remember what I'm pretty sure was the last time I saw her and talked to her. It was on the bus home from school at the end of the year, so it was May or June. And I keep thinking why didn't I just go and hang out with her that day? Why did I just go home?
I don't think I saw her that summer. She would usually come by for my birthday, and I was graduating highschool then too. I'm pretty sure her mom came by my house in June to drop off a gift, but I don't think I saw my friend. Then I started first year of university and was caught up in my own life. I remember the night I found out she died, the phone rang around midnight, and when the phone rings that late you know it's something bad. I just remember my mom telling me to come to her room and she was saying my friend's name. I didn't really absorb it or except it that night, it was just all so strange. I remember the next few days some old friends were calling me asking me what happened, and we went to her funeral and everything...I didn't even know what to feel or how to feel, nothing. The only death I ever dealt with was my grandpa when I was thirteen, and I don't think I really fully understood or thought about how bad it was back then. But back in 2007 I was eighteen and it was surreal.
I wrote kind of a letter to her on facebook a year later. It was sort of like me finally letting out how I felt and everything. It was good to get it out. I still regret not talking to her or going to see her before she died. It's something that will probably always linger in my mind. I know it's changed who I am today, and I like to think I've become a better friend because of it. I know she would be happy to know how much I care about her and her family, and that I do really miss her. Sometimes I wish I could talk to her again, and just tell her things. I have old notes and photos and things she gave me. I have a photo from my 12th birthday party with her and some other friends in my room, and it's one of my favourite photos ever. I don't know if we'd be best friends today, maybe we would have become too different or something. But I will always have memories of the things we did, like the best sleepovers I ever had as a kid were at her house for her birthdays.
I wrote a song in October 2008, here's one of the verses:
"And you look at that old photo
The one with the face you’re afraid you’ll forget
The last time you saw her was on a city bus
And that just might be your biggest regret"
I will always regret getting off the bus.
+ Lorelie
day twenty six - ask me a question!
day 26| ask each other a question, it can be anything!
lorelie asked: if you could change anything about your life, what would it be and why?
it took me some time to come up with an answer to this question mainly because i don't think we should live with wanting to change things or live with regrets. i really don't think that living with those thoughts are productive in the process of growing and becoming your own person.
the question offers a few difficulties for me mainly because of this belief but also because i have a really good life and where i am in the world today and those i am with today are not people i would want out of my life. i like who i have become and the people around me who keep me in check. i do feel like there are things in my life that i am missing but i don't dwell on them because what i have is so much more important than what i don't.
to th question though. there is a specific thing in my life that i think i would change. if i could, i woul change the negative effects that still effect my life today and will always effect my life from my parents seperation, eventual divorce and the abandonment for lack of a better word by my father. it must be clear that i am taking about the effects of it not the actual occurrence of it. i would not change what happened because i am who i am and where i am with the dreams, desires and life experience because of it. for all i know, if this had never happened, i know i wouldn't know the people i do today and i may not even be who i am. i could be a total bitch or a pirncess if none of this would have happened.
what i would change are the great effects of the emotional, financial and psychological abuse that i experienced since everything happened 15 years ago. i would change living in constant fear of some asshole. i would change being afraid of love and the uncontrollable way in which i approach relationships with caution instead of with an open mind. i would change worrying about money and not knowing what is going to happen next.
in changing some of these things, i would think quit a bit would change. its all speculation but i may feel less worthless, less worried about being left, have the ability to get close to people and maybe even love someone.
in changing this all for myself, i would definetly change this for my mom, dano and buddha. it is quite obvious why i would change it for my mom - the emotional distress of having a controlling husband who is a jackass father, the financial struggle which is still present today and the craziness of raising three kids on your own while trying to give them the most normal childhood they could have. for dano and buddha i would change and the same stuff i'd change for myself. although the effects are different for the three of us, life would be different if i was changed.
i would change the negative effects of what happened because they have informed so many things in my life that i can't even control or even think about.
ray charles
lorelie asked: if you could change anything about your life, what would it be and why?
it took me some time to come up with an answer to this question mainly because i don't think we should live with wanting to change things or live with regrets. i really don't think that living with those thoughts are productive in the process of growing and becoming your own person.
the question offers a few difficulties for me mainly because of this belief but also because i have a really good life and where i am in the world today and those i am with today are not people i would want out of my life. i like who i have become and the people around me who keep me in check. i do feel like there are things in my life that i am missing but i don't dwell on them because what i have is so much more important than what i don't.
to th question though. there is a specific thing in my life that i think i would change. if i could, i woul change the negative effects that still effect my life today and will always effect my life from my parents seperation, eventual divorce and the abandonment for lack of a better word by my father. it must be clear that i am taking about the effects of it not the actual occurrence of it. i would not change what happened because i am who i am and where i am with the dreams, desires and life experience because of it. for all i know, if this had never happened, i know i wouldn't know the people i do today and i may not even be who i am. i could be a total bitch or a pirncess if none of this would have happened.
what i would change are the great effects of the emotional, financial and psychological abuse that i experienced since everything happened 15 years ago. i would change living in constant fear of some asshole. i would change being afraid of love and the uncontrollable way in which i approach relationships with caution instead of with an open mind. i would change worrying about money and not knowing what is going to happen next.
in changing some of these things, i would think quit a bit would change. its all speculation but i may feel less worthless, less worried about being left, have the ability to get close to people and maybe even love someone.
in changing this all for myself, i would definetly change this for my mom, dano and buddha. it is quite obvious why i would change it for my mom - the emotional distress of having a controlling husband who is a jackass father, the financial struggle which is still present today and the craziness of raising three kids on your own while trying to give them the most normal childhood they could have. for dano and buddha i would change and the same stuff i'd change for myself. although the effects are different for the three of us, life would be different if i was changed.
i would change the negative effects of what happened because they have informed so many things in my life that i can't even control or even think about.
ray charles
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
It's your eyes I don't believe and my heart you will deceive
Day 25 – Tell someone something you wouldn’t ordinarily share
So am I supposed to share something I wouldn’t normally tell anyone on our blog? Or actually tell someone something? Well, I’ve shared a few things on here I wouldn’t normally tell anyone. I talked about my OCD two days ago, that’s something I’ve never really shared. There are other things, but some things should remain secretsssss hahaha. I would like to think there are a lot of things I want to tell and ask a certain person, but I don’t think I care anymore.
One thing not many people would know is that I watch anime. I grew up on shows like Sailor Moon, Dragon Ball, Cardcaptors, Digimon and Pokemon, and I really do enjoy watching anime. I’ve watched different series I’ve discovered online the past few years too. And I really love Hayao Miyazaki and Studio Ghibli films.
So my friend sent me the link to the MTV leak of the new City&Colour album!! It comes out next Tuesday, but I've been listening to it since last night lol...I'm sooooo happy! I will definately be doing a blog post review of the album next week once I have it and can read all the lyrics properly. The title of this post is a lyric from the song "Weightless," which is a new version of his old song "Urgency." Dallas Green is love.
+ Lorelie
So am I supposed to share something I wouldn’t normally tell anyone on our blog? Or actually tell someone something? Well, I’ve shared a few things on here I wouldn’t normally tell anyone. I talked about my OCD two days ago, that’s something I’ve never really shared. There are other things, but some things should remain secretsssss hahaha. I would like to think there are a lot of things I want to tell and ask a certain person, but I don’t think I care anymore.
One thing not many people would know is that I watch anime. I grew up on shows like Sailor Moon, Dragon Ball, Cardcaptors, Digimon and Pokemon, and I really do enjoy watching anime. I’ve watched different series I’ve discovered online the past few years too. And I really love Hayao Miyazaki and Studio Ghibli films.
So my friend sent me the link to the MTV leak of the new City&Colour album!! It comes out next Tuesday, but I've been listening to it since last night lol...I'm sooooo happy! I will definately be doing a blog post review of the album next week once I have it and can read all the lyrics properly. The title of this post is a lyric from the song "Weightless," which is a new version of his old song "Urgency." Dallas Green is love.
+ Lorelie
day twenty five - sharing is caring
day 25| tell someone something you wouldn’t ordinarily share
umm this is kind of a difficult one because i can't think of something to share really.
if i counts i told my buddha that i'm proud of him and i know everything will be all good. i wouldn't normally share that with him unless there was a problem haha... i don't know
so thats my answer because i've got nothing
ray charles
umm this is kind of a difficult one because i can't think of something to share really.
if i counts i told my buddha that i'm proud of him and i know everything will be all good. i wouldn't normally share that with him unless there was a problem haha... i don't know
so thats my answer because i've got nothing
ray charles
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