February 2012
8 posts
valentine's in montréal
= being full of foie gras and red wine
After talking to the Dean, he suggested this:
master’s
PhD in water management engineering
and it begins.
I am committing myself to two more years in Montréal.
As I am applying to do a master’s.
In bioresource engineering. Which is a mix of engineering, water, soil, agriculture, and food sciences, and then to the extreme at which I would take it, nutrition.
It only took 6 years, but I’m finally going into something that may have some sort of application to the real...
grown-ups
I’m not there yet, and won’t be anytime soon. I don’t regularly do my laundry, I don’t regularly clean the bathroom, and I never make my bed. I need at least those three to considered a grown-up.
“am I wasting my time here, dancing?”
I ask my professor. Conversations between us are a bit…no one is really getting their point across.
She speaks Spanish. I speak English. We both try to speak french, but she has a better grasp on the language than I.
After a question about summer programs, I asked her this question. She told me no. Out of everyone in class, I have the...
i should write so much. of love. of jealousy. of helplessness. of being emotional. of being so clueless. of being afraid i’ve lost me. of being poor. of having dreams, and then having other dreams.
fuck.
i don’t feel like writing anything. there is lots to write, but it reads boring. that seems to be the first word that’s coming out of my mouth lately. fuck.
fuck. fuck. fuck.
I’m so stagnant.
I want a job. I want to study. I don’t want to be bored and have so much free time. This isn’t me and I’m not made for this. I’m made for stress, for...
1st class: 3 people
2nd class: 2 people
3rd class: 6 people
Guess I’m getting more popular!
January 2012
8 posts
post-yoga-weekend
I am always the most moody.
Or everyone around me is more annoying than usual.
I think it’s that one that’s not me being moody.
au début
How I’ll start tomorrow’s class maybe. I got stuck writing in french on paper. So i’ll write in english and stream of conscious write.
Let’s begin by sitting on a block, with your legs straddling the block and the middle of the block somewhere around the heels. Lift off your calves and run your thumbs down the middle of your calves as your thighs sit back down on them....
Demain
Tomorrow I will teach my first yoga class.
Tomorrow I will teach in french.
boyfriend to friend transition. not easy.
friend to boyfriend transition. proving to not be any easier.
When I hear someone is 18, I don’t think that is so young.
But when that means that they were born 1993-1994, then I feel frickin’ old!
job
father: “The next time I call you, make sure you answer it while at work.”
So, rightfully so, it’s time for me to get a job. But priorities set, Ballet is more important so everything revolves around that.
I applied for lulu lemon yesterday and today, and that application process was long and hefty! But I’ve been around yogis and runners long enough to know exactly what...
December 2011
18 posts
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I found this app that’s going to help me make this awesome website.
well it’s awesome in my head. it’ll probably be bland, but if it exists at all it’ll be better than it is now, which is not existing.
be prepared!
cute story
Today, I operated on a little girl. She needed O- blood. We didn’t have any, but her twin brother has O- blood. I explained to him that it was a matter of life and death. He sat quietly for a moment, and then said goodbye to his parents. I didn’t think anything of it until after we took his blood and he asked, “So when will I die?” He thought he was giving his life for hers. Thankfully, they’ll...
text me
after a year and a half of knowing each other, and month and a half of calling him “the boy that I am dating”, I asked him if he wanted to be my boyfriend at our sushi dinner two nights ago.
Now I get these messages. I really like getting these messages.
ahh… je veux te voir et etre dans tes bras MAINTENANT
although i’m done schools, i think i’ll always be somewhat involved in the stress of finals.
i’ve made some major coin this past month tutoring. so much so that i’m thinking i should sit down and create a nice website sometime soon advertising..well…me (i’d include yoga and dance and such things, but math is the only thing with coin potential anytime soon).
I...
westjet
Yes to a friend working at westjet!
I get a surprise visitor for 4 days!
I once told my father I wouldn’t mind being a pilot so I could fly everywhere for free. He told me then that I could become a doctor or lawyer and be rich enough that it wouldn’t matter how much a flight cost.
I have to say that piece of advice alway stuck with me, because it’s incredibly true and wise i...
play rihanna.
dressed up.
start stripping.
stop stripping because i look silly.
drink tea.
I think I should go to a strip club this week to learn some moves.
stripping and late nights
So this Friday I’m stripping at a bachelor party. It’s more of a joke since it’s for a straight man and the idea is to make him feel totally shy and nervous, my speciality. I agreed of course because I enjoy being half-naked (I’m just stripping down to the undies), and the party is going to have a good group of big people in the dance community, so a nice, slash awkward way...
usa
When I went to New York, Vegas, California, Berlington, I always thought I could possibly live there, but after being in Boston, I know I could, and want to live in Boston for a part of my life. I looked at graduate programs at Harvard just so I could go to Boston, but not till 2013.
I think I’m actually going to apply to do a PhD in astrophysics…there is no harm in applying and seeing what happens from there, right?
Today I’ve convinced myself I’ll do a PhD in astronomy next year (I changed my mind each day, so even I’m not really taking myself seriously), but I’ve taken out a book from the library called Spacetime and Geometry.
It was then I realized I missed that feeling when you’re reading something really boring and you’re slowly drifting away to sleep as you read.
...
this
makes me feel a bit better
http://uglyrenaissancebabies.tumblr.com/
cancelled
while loading the packed suitcase into keven’s car, going to ballet, i get a text from dana saying she can’t find her passport and that the boston trip is cancelled.
miserable. méprisable.
so i was convinced i was going to Toronto instead, just because i was so looking forward to leaving the city and I already had a packed suitcase.
I can get there for less than $100 round trip on...
fancy wedding in boston this weekend.
went shopping because i felt like i had nothing fancy enough.
open closet. oh yeah, the Lagerfeld dress shirt and Prada jacket memory tokens from ex-relationship.
i’ll be just fine this weekend.
road trip!
November 2011
34 posts
death
i hate death. i loathe death.
but i’m not familiar with it. the accident where my brother flirted with death, or perhaps less flirted and more violated death, was the closest i came to being there.
i also attended a funeral of a friend of Travis’, where i cried and cried, although i had no idea who the man was.
my close friend has gone through a lot yesterday, with her father and...
me
my posts are self-centered and selfish. it must be because I don’t really have an outlet for writing my thoughts, and so the first thoughts that i have are always about me, and my problems. and really, lately, i don’t even care for writing about things other than me. hopefully this goes away over the holidays when i have some time to relax.
i just wrote something, but it was so boring...
7:26
Me: Should we get a croissant and a scone?
Keven *in whisper*: I brought fresh bagels from fairmont bagels…they are still warm.
Me: [in head: that was the only way to make this morning even more québec french and perfect]
Me: J’aimerais un croissant et on va partager un thé. (we’ll take a croissant and share a tea)
7:25am
to 7:25am dates at trendy cafés (see photo) with tea and croissants just from the oven.
(with kisses here and there)
i’m thinking that once you date french, you don’t go back.
the picture is my view of the café, for we sit in the balcony area
scholarship
and my roommate just brought in the mail. The ballet college is giving me a $1000 scholarship.
this day is making it into one of my top ten days.
ahhhhhhhhh!
So so so happy.
I have so many ideas, but i don’t know what to do with them. so many creations, but i don’t have any medium proficient enough to develop the idea.
i guess that’s why i’m in ballet college. this will be my main medium. i’ll learn how to use it, and then you can see the ideas too.
covering walls with blankets, blowing up balloons.
inspirations:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?NR=1&v=V4wHMORwlHY
blue and white colour choice for balloons came from a childhood memory. I don’t remember how I got this wreath of balloons, but there was a huge wreath of blue and white balloons in my room for a month when I was younger. i thought it cool.
story telling. i won’t...
coller
The word “coller” in french means “to stick”.
it also means to cuddle.
his response to me suggesting we watch a movie on friday
j’ai une meilleure idée. Nous devrions écouter un film collé et ensuite en discuter collé.
it means i’m going to be coller-ing and film-watching tomorrow night
i kinda admitted to the guys in dance that something was going on...
summer
montréal - québec - toronto (or new york) - calgary - maui - montréal
it is looking very, very good so far.
...me llamo Mikhail (sp?)?
to the moment you realize that you’re understanding someone speak spanish.
I’m just sitting getting ready to enjoy a meditation concert (a concert where you lie down and enjoy live music) and the guy from the the amazon in peru is speaking in spanish, and instead of needing it to be translated, I can actually understand some of it.
learning french is so cool.
to boyfriend
Text attempt 1:
I’m too exhausted for you to come over tonight, I’m just going to go to sleep.
Aw, please, I was really looking forward to it.
…okay.
Text attempt 2:
I am really just going to go home and sleep, let’s save the sleepover for next friday.
*phone call*
but I work early saturday morning, someone has to make sacrifices, and plus, it’s my birthday
(i...
