A few weeks ago I lurked somebody's LJ or something and she had a big long post that I guess was some kind of catharsis about realizing what a massive dick her ex-boyfriend was. I started wondering about all the journal entries out there with people (dudes and chicks alike) that talk about big fights and getting heartbroken, and the ratio to the posts about the appreciation they have for that other person (in a non-grating, non-Facebook-status-omg-i-luv-u-forever way).

People have that thing where they think shit happens all the time when really it only happens once in a while, but it's because you pick up on it and remember it every time it happens. Interestingly enough, usually that thing kicks in for when you fight and shit and not really for when you get surprise flowers or something. I guess I'm no exception to that.

Anyway, I sort of wanted to make my contribution to evening out the ratio.

He kisses my forehead when he thinks I'm sleeping. He comes with me to Sephora and lets me play with makeup. He indulges my narcissism. He eats all the shit I pick out because I'm a finicky eater. He plays with my hair and nails. He doesn't say I love you very often, but once in a while alludes to being lucky. I guess you could say I'm pretty happy.

It seems like a pretty fucking chill job.

I've been scrambling around a lot lately because I'm having second thoughts about my chosen major and specialization. I finally calmed down a bit and decided to just keep working towards the career that lead me into this faculty. This career generally requires a lot of post-graduate certifications and licenses to be of any use to an employer. I asked my faculty academic advisor if there were any courses offered at SFU which could count toward or prepare me for the examinations for these certifications.
Her answer:

Go ask them.

(But nicer.)

I'm not asking a question that has multiple answers or is otherwise subjective. There are concrete, objective answers to this question. Students looking to be a CA, CGA, or CMA get tons of information, what the hell about me?

I decided to start a beauty blog. I was already posting reviews on Makeup Alley, so this is just a way for me to get more in-depth about it and post pictures. I really wanted a beauty blog with all the things that I look for when I'm reading all of the blogs out there, like awesome before use/after use pictures and more information and reviews about brands that are readily available in Canada but not in US (ex. Quo, Marcelle, GOSH).

I'm still figuring out all this stuff out, so I'm happy to take any constructive criticism or tips about anything from my writing style to my layout and the size of my pictures.

Be cool and check it out: http://dowantmakeup.tumblr.com

I attended a workshop for my co-op program to help improve my resume and cover letter, as well as my interviewing skills. They mentioned that you should set your Facebook to the highest privacy setting possible, because a potential employer will totally check it out if it's an open profile. I guess this is for those that happen to go on crazy drinking binges with a camera around, but mine is pretty vanilla: some pictures with friends and clubbing but nothing incriminating. Anyway, I'd already anticipated this sort of thing and my profile has some kind of privacy setting.

So I got home and decided to Google myself. I wasn't too concerned because I'm always careful about keeping my surname off the interwebs.
Basically, I'm off the map and off the radar. I'm pretty fucking pleased about that.

Richmond is like the New York City to my Homer: it's got a lot of cool shit to do and it's all rather pretty and shiny, but there are tons of assholes who drive like idiots and I'm embittered over a ticketing incident (and you will probably find something like Khlav Kalash and Crab Juice there). I'm kind of hesitant to go over there, but once I go, I do what I came to do, and then get the fuck out.

I'm generally a pretty relaxed driver but I'm always on my guard and rather anxious in Richmond because of all the retarded drivers who are ironically driving the more expensive and nicest cars.

I also hate their stupid roads.

Chain necklaces are super in right now. Jenelle and I love them but we decided to get our thriftiness and craftiness on and try making some of our own!
So we journeyed off the Michaels and played in the beads, findings, and charms aisles. We picked up a 10m roll of chain for like $8! We're both suckers for hearts, locks, and keys so we picked up a bunch of those.
I also found this:

I swear the top part looks like Sailor Moon's Holy Grail. Right? Right?! I wanted to get my Sailor Moon on so hard, but I thought about all the dining out I've been doing lately, and put it back :( Looking at the picture now, I kind of regret it because it would look totally badass as a necklace piece.

The Makeup and Beauty Blog posted a review of the new-ish (it's from August 2009) Yes To Carrots C Me Blush Lip Tints and oh em gee I want. The colour is so pretty and apparently they are super creamy and smooth. I'm eyeballing Ready Red and Sunset Pink. In Canada, Yes To Carrots is carried only by Shoppers Drug Mart and I haven't seen it there yet, so hopefully it gets here soon~~

"I want to do some sewing today. But I should do some studying/homework first."

This is how I've been starting my day lately since knitting has gone off rotation in my brain and sewing has come back on. I'd like to be responsible and do some schoolwork first, but I'm lazy and it's boring so I put it off more and more until it's the end of the day and I've ended up doing neither. I should work on that.

I'm determined to change a lot of bad habits this year and just in general move forward. I'm doing a better job of keeping up with my schoolwork (I'm only a little bit behind this time). I'm volunteering at a community place, doing taxes for people with low income to beef up my resume and gain some work experience. I've been accepted into the Co-op program and hope to be starting my first work term in September. I'm going to take advantage of all those recreation fees that are added on to my tuition and check out the gym. I also have a chronic problem of not finishing my sewing projects--either because I lose interest or because I get frustrated with it and never want to see it again; I'd like to change that too.

Let's see how this year goes.

I don't believe Twilight deserves even half the hype and popularity it does. I get pissed when I think about how much fame, money, and adoration Meyers gets for something a 14-year-old could have written (and has). Seriously, when I read about the storyline, it sounded like about five different Sailormoon fanfictions I had read before (I was totally reading them for their guilty-pleasure value). I wouldn't be surprised if tomorrow a 15-year-old sued Meyers for plagiarizing her alternate universe story about Serena and Darien, except she probably worships Meyers and is busy working out her Twidildo.

Is there a moody, broody vampire that's been around for hundreds of years? Yes/No

Is there a fragile beauty who is mysteriously drawn to him, in spite (or because of :O!!) his dangerousness? Yes/No

Is the vampire drawn to our fragile beauty for inexplicable and unquantifiable reasons? Yes/No

Is the beauty completely helpless and unable to defend herself, thus always relying on her man and/or his associates to rescue her (thereby both entertaining my secret rescue fantasies and enraging my inner feminazi)? Yes/No

Does the storyline involve an ancient feud/rivalry with vampire slayers and/or werewolves? Yes/No

Is there a plotline where he attempts to leave her for her own safety but can't bear to be apart from her? Yes/No


All that is missing is a plea for moar reviews before she posts new chapters.

Disclaimer: I've got nothing against people who recognize it for what it is: guilty-pleasure material. People who say the Twilight movies deserve Oscars, that Robert Pattinson didn't get an Oscar because the committee is too stuck up (seriously), that Twilight will someday be taught in classrooms alongside Shakespeare, should die. I would laugh, but I can only cry because I know they are being completely serious.

Suggested reading material from me for the non-brain-dead (in no particular order):
Animal Farm
Bad Monkeys
My Year of Meats
Fahrenheit 451
I Am America (And So Can You!)
American Gods
His Dark Materials trilogy
The Good Women of China



P.S. spell-check thinks I spelled Darien wrong. Bitch, please.

I think I'm pretty funny.