Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Killing Kisses and Kerosene

Here's our grammar lesson for the day: commas are important! Without them, as my title is written, you may expect something about killing kisses such as a write up about a Dementor's Kiss. For two reasons however, this will never be. The first is that a Dementor's Kiss doesn't actually kill you, the Dementor simply sucks out your soul (so much more pleasant, eh?), therefore not technically killing you; the second is that that could be fairly depressing, and I did depressing yesterday and don't want to again tonight. As for Kerosene, well, you'll see where that comes in shortly.

(And for all you Vancouver Canucks fans out there wondering why I'm not watching the playoffs, there's also two reasons for that: I'm not a gigantic hockey fan, and by not watching I'm supporting them. You see, every time I watch a Canucks game, they tend to lose. The same with the Olympics - every time I turned to the TV during the Gold Medal Game, the US scored. Thus, I'm hiding from hockey in order to support it. Convoluted logic, but it seems to work nonetheless.)


When most people try to think of words that start with 'K', I can see Kiss coming up. I can also see Kick, Kangaroo, Kung-Fu, Kill, and Korea. This is not where my mind went though. Instantly I can up with "Kill", "Kiss", and "Kerosene". Kiss and Kill are a little more typical, but Kerosene? Really? I seem to have this mental though process that comes up somewhat disturbing words if you connect them all. These three in particular though, wow.

If you put these words together and tried to work something out revolving around them you'd probably come up with some crazy twisted drama murder plot involving a lot of leather, relationships, murder, and arson. At least that's where my mind went when I realized these were the first three words I thought of when someone said "name a bunch of words that start with 'K'". You know what's worse though? It took me a while to come up with words past those three.

I was standing in the kitchen at like, 6 am planning out my day when I realized today was another blog day, one in which I'd have to write about something to do with "K", so I started thinking. I'd had weird dreams last night, so "Killing" came up. I was getting ready to leave for my exam, and went to say goodbye to my parents so "Kiss" came to mind (because I was not going to kiss them goodbye, they're ill and I have no time to be!), and we have an oil burning lamp in our living room (or rather, 2) that I love, so "Kerosene" came to mind. However, after thinking up those three, I was stumped. Stumped. I couldn't get past 3 for words that start with "K". And I'm an English major. I was pretty ashamed, then I tried to piece together the words that I'd thought up and was a little bit alarmed. So I thought I'd share.

Guess this is all from me tonight, I'm going to study a bit of Psych before I catch up on the hockey score and then watch Criminal Minds. Later Gator!! (Sorry, not picture today - I don't know what type of visual aide I want to include!! Luvsss!)

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Jump Rope and Ju Jubes

You have no idea how hard it was to decide what to write about today (unless you're one of the people I asked for ideas)! There are so many things that come to mind when I think of "J", and I had a super hard time deciding. First I thought of jousting, then juries, and jumps/jumping, juggling, and someone suggested journals and jackhammers, jack sh!t, jolts, joules... Finally, Ray-Ray's suggestion won out and I'm talking about Jump Rope and Ju Jubes.






I actually didn't think right away that I would choose this topic because it seemed kind of vague and difficult to write about, but when I actually thought about it it became clear just how imperative to my up bringing ju jubes have actually been (sound lame, right?). Ever since I was little being at my grandparents' house has been a huge part of my life - when I was little they moved up here to live nearer us than an hour - and I still spend as much time with them as possible with them. 


[I had about 2.5 more paragraphs about ju jubes and being at grandma's here that were really sentimental and contained a bunch of fond memories, like how I used to squish the ju jubes up and make them all sticky and messy before eating them, and how I'd take so much time to pick just the right ones, but my computer has decided today that it hates me, and thus they were erased. I'll suffice it to say that now you'll never know the depth of my history with ju jubes, but that it's really rather extensive. Sorry, but technology and I aren't great friends, and today (s)he seems to be hating on me. Let us move forth.]


Even today I still eat ju jubes. On occasion I eat them at grandma's house, but not nearly as frequently as I used to; I don't have them every visit! But I've taken to munching on sour ju jubes while I study, and though I know it's a bad habit - it helps. I'll just make sure I remember to keep going to the gym (when I'm not so exhausted) and working hard!!


I was going to write about the various uses of jump ropes, but as I'm tired and listening to country music, drinking tea, and currently have tears threatening to poor out of my eyes (because of the memories associated with the song that I just turned off) I find it sufficient to say that they have multiple uses, from keeping you fit to keeping you restrained, and that they were much easier to use for their intended purpose when I was little. Did you ever do Jump Rope for Heart? You know, when you took pledges for the Heart and Stroke Association and then attempted to jump rope for hours? Well I did, and it was a hugely fun event - we jumped rope for hours (in teams), played jump rope games, and got ourselves ensnared in double dutch ropes - and I know I probably couldn't do it for as long as I did then now. Someone out there's probably saying I'm lazy or large or whatever, but I swear I'm not. I'm just not a crazily active little kid anymore (oh how I wish I was!), and I don't have the energy I used to.


Wow, this all sounds rather depressing :( Guess it's time to turn on the charm and say "I hope y'all have a wonderful day tomorrow and that the sun shines (though it probably won't, with our track record); I'm writing a Victorian Lit exam and studying Psychology, so I probably won't be joining you" *bats eyelashes* "Goodnight lovelies, I'm sure tomorrow will be a new, exciting day!"

Monday, April 11, 2011

Imagination (also known as the reason I have trouble studying?)

My grandma always told me when I was little that "boredom is simply a lack of imagination" and being the little kid that I was, I never actually understood what she meant. I wasn't often bored as a kid because I had school and friends, books, dance, skating, my sister to deal with, and imaginary worlds to dream up and participate in both myself and with my friends. When I repeat this to myself as I get older, I for sure know what it means, and I can appreciate just how much I should take these words to heart. We should all take words like this to heart.



I'm not saying we should all go around thinking about unicorns, palaces, space fights and royalty like I used to, but we should use our imaginations in a multitude of ways. I like to think "Dream, believe, and achieve", and I feel like this fits in with imagination really well. If we all envisioned (or imagined) a peaceful world, higher efficiency transportation, environmentally stable and friendly products, etc. and found ways to realize these imaginings, wouldn't the world be in a better place? I'm not trying to take away from the importance of using imagination as a way of escaping problems and reality because I think this is one of the intended applications of imagination, but I'm trying to bring out some creativity; it's not always going to be someone out there telling us what to do, one day we're going to be in charge, and we'll have to have ideas.

It's imagination that we use to come up with stories and movies, and imagination that leads us to some of our goals. Sure, there's probably someone out there directing how we go or what we strive for, but ultimately it's up to us - We are the future, and we are the dreamers.

(My imagination is also most of the reason I have a hard time studying - like now. I can read something, start thinking about it, and - boom - my imagination takes hold and elaborates and all of a sudden I'm daydreaming. Like now. Ah, the heck with it, I'm going to get another cup of tea and try to concentrate on my Archaeology study stuff. Exam tomorrow!!)

I'll catcha lata!! :)

Saturday, April 9, 2011

(Your) Highness

So, I'm going to see a movie with a friend tonight, and I have to work all day so I thought I'd leave you with just a quick message today. 'Your Highness' is not only a term I use (often in derision or sarcastically), but it's the name of the movie that I'm going to see tonight. Because I'm working an 8.5 hour day today and then am going straight out for dinner with Ray-Ray and then to the movie, it'll probably be Sunday by the time I get home. Thus, I leave you with a quick apologetic blurb and a trailer for the movie.
Lots of love and hugs!!

Friday, April 8, 2011

Gum

So I went out to dinner tonight with my momma, and was talking about my blog. I asked her what she thought I should write about for 'G' and her reply instantly was "gum". So I guess today I'm writing about the mundane topic of Gum, because I've no better inspiration (however, before I could do this I had to find and put back on my glasses, so I maybe could`ve written about that, but it`s even more mundane).


Coming into this I figured maybe I should know a bit more about gum than 'ìt tastes good for a little while, and then the flavour goes away' and 'sometimes it's super sticky, and sometimes it's only kinda sticky', so I Googled it. My Google search for "Gum" returned 83,500,000 hits in 0.14 seconds. What? Do we really think about chewing gum that much? Wow... So, being the shirker that I am, I clicked into Wikipedia first and they had quite a wealth of information. Did you know that some form of chewing gum has been around since the Neolithic Period?! I mean, I knew that it was old, but.. Apparently someone out there found 5,000 year old tooth imprints in some chewing gum like stuff made of birch bark tar that maybe had antiseptic properties and other health advantages. Wouldn't it be great if our chewing gum had those advantages?

I actually knew about the Ancient Greeks and their mastic gum, which is from mastic trees, and the American Indians chewing resin, so those weren't surprises for me. However, the first "mass produced" chewing gum using paraffin wax as an ingredient (1869) I found rather gross. And then I learned about the chicle gum. Chicle is this natural latex product that was exported from Mexico to be used to replace rubber originally, and it ended up being used in chewing gum instead because it held flavour better and was smoother than the wax concoction that was in use at the time. Now we use all sorts of chemical substitutes containing aspartame and all that gunk, but originally it  came from a wax substitute. I also discovered that 'Chiclets' gum has been around since 1899, which I thought was kinda neat (because I'm dorky and because I happen to like Chiclets, even though the flavour doesn't last all that long).

That's about all the research I've done into gum because that's all I was willing to do, but I thought I'd letcha know :) If anyone wants to see where I got my information, it was here. I'd just like to add that though I know chewing gum isn't necessarily beneficial to my health and that it annoys some people to no end, I rather enjoy chewing gum. I also normally need to have either chewing gum or hard candies while writing exams, so it turns out this post was fairly relevant as I wrote my first of six exams today.. One down, five to go. However, I'm off to find a cup of tea and relax for the night. Goodnight and always always always dispose of your gum responsibly. If it's not biodegradable, find a trash can! :)

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Figure Skating

It's what I do, and it's what I love. I first got into skating at a really young age (my momma took me public skating at age 4 and had to carry me off the ice kicking and screaming, so she enrolled me in lessons at age 5, so I've been recently informed), and I haven't missed a year since. When I started at University I skated about once a week, and did the same up until this year. Now I skate about twice a week, once through the University and once through the local skating club.

As much as I love skating, it's not a career. It's not even something I'm particularly amazing at, but I love it. It's a time and place where I can relax and be myself, and lately it has become an opportunity to meet new people and have a bit more of a social life (if you haven't noticed already, I'm a bit of a home-body). It's also a method of exercise and stress relief. However, there are a few... Things... About skating I would like to clear up.

We're not wimps. You go out there, fall out of the air onto your butt multiple times in a manner of minutes, and say we're wimps. Or do a 4 minute program full out and say that we're not athletic. Figure Skating is not always a team sport it is a sport. And there are teams out there - synchro is fairly popular (although after having multiple concussions because I was flung into the boards off the end of a line, I'm not a fan of doing it myself), and we have competed as individuals in a team (Highschool competition, for example. Which was a blast!). Also, we don't do "leaps and turns", we do "jumps and spins" although there are turns that we do (three turns, mohawks, brackets, counters, etc). The salchow is not the only jump out there (though it seems to be the best well known). And we do trip over our toe picks, just not as often as some people might think.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that figure skating is a huge part of my life, that I love it, and that there are a few misconceptions out there that need not be there. If you have any questions, let me know and I'll try to answer them!! :)

Farewell all

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Energetic (short and sweet today!)

That's how I feel right now, and I think it's because I finished at the gym about half an hour ago. Does this ever happen to anyone else, or is it just me? I'll go to the gym or a dance class (or the gym coupled with Zumba, a current favourite!) or have a really intense skating session, wear myself out, and half an hour later I'm totally wired and ready to go again. Don't get me wrong, it's kind of great, but it's a little mystifying for me. I mean, I just worked my a$$ off for 45 minutes (because I extended my Curves workout that little bit longer:P), got petrol, and now I'm ready to go out and dance. But I can't, because I have to eat dinner in a little, so stretching and dancing around my room it is lol.

But yeah, this whole energetic thing, it's amazing. It also always makes me think of this song. Possibly because it has such a dance-able beat. Or because I'm that odd. I could go on to talk about more things to do with 'E' that are unrelated to anything, but to be honest I had a hard time thinking of what I was going to write about today. I considered a lengthy post about Evelina, the book that I've recently finished reading (which was alright for an Eighteenth Century social novel), and I also considered writing about eclecticism, electricity, or Europe. But I decided against all of those when I sat down at my computer today with all of this energy - none of those seemed to be things that I could wrap my head around at the moment. Especially since I've been studying Canadian History and Archaeology all day >.<

And so, today's is going to be a short blog because I just can't bring myself to say much more about being energetic without doing something somewhat productive or interesting; I'm off to do some stretching and dancing and such. However, I'll leave you with this clip to do with 'E', if you'd like...

Because this song always seems to make me smile. And the dancing is pretty neat. (also, it seems to be a BoA day around here)
 ;)