ancient persian saying

"the deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain."

refreshing

I like these lyrics.

Ghosts, by Caroline Keating

"Think about it, think about it, think about it good
I thought about it, I thought about it, I thought about it real good
Slow down, down, down
I can’t hear myself breathe, or think, about it real real good
But you don’t really care much for sunshine or letters or me
And these walls are so thin, you can hear everything, you can hear everything
But you don’t really care much for touching or kissing these days
No you don’t really care much for touching or kissing anyway

Stop come back now ghost I’m not down with yet, I’m not with you yet, I’m not done with you
Stop come back now, no, I’m not done with you yet, I’m not done with you yet, I’m not done with you yet

So Say what you gotta say, do what you gotta do
Take what you gotta take, and do what you want
Go on and slow down, down
I can’t feel myself breathe, or feel myself feel, or feel anything

But you don’t really care much for bike rides or autumn or me
With the wind in my ear you could say anything, you could say everything"

(I've omitted a sentence here and there, the parts where I have no clue what she is saying.)

chew on this

"subjective well-being is more about what one is striving for than it is about what one can actually attain" -Johnmarshall Reeve

life is all about attaching meaning and purpose to it.

<3 friends

yay to friends and the weekend! (boo to midterms this week)

figuring things out

I wish I had insightful things to write about on this thing, but the truth is, I have much learning ahead of me before being able to do so. there was a time where I felt like I had a lot of things figured out, but now I'm reaching a point in my life where I'm realizing that in fact, I fall more then a few steps short of being an self-actualized gal.

one things for sure, I must learn to be much more patient, because my lack of patience is royally bitting me in the ass right now. I guess it's hard to be patient when you really want something.

gotta stop deleting these

so I keep posting then deleting blogs as of late. I guess this shows the indecisiveness and uncertainty about current issues in the life of v babine. v babine is funny... upon being accepted to concordia last fall, the university decided this would be my permanent student user name. some how, unfortunately, and also thanks to jamie thomas (little babine, babi, etc), this name has stuck.

hrrmm, so, we are moving. someone took over our lease, and we have found a new place for february 1st. I will miss the windzorr. stef, meg and myself will need to think of a another name for the new place. it's two streets east of papineau, and there will be a house warming (you are all invited). facebook will send you a msg of some sort. I hate facebook, but it does the trick for party invites.. when did people stop using myspace? uhg.

school started this week. goodbye ragers, shows and social life for a while. gahh. I will try to make appearances here and there, bare with me. 

lil bro

my little brother Jayson turned 2 years old. he rules.
thank you jamie for driving us to my dad's despite the fact you had to hang in Mascouche, listening to ex cons who have no teeth and wear davouchi gear, talking about how siqq La Ronde is.

living for the weekend

dan had a kegger for his bday. blackships and barn burner played. it was a rager and a half. beer, fun, brawls and good times.




christmas breakfast was so rad. good friends, good food, funny gift exchange. then everyone ran around playing with plastic guns, while we listened to wrestling music and johnny cash holiday tunes. we finished it off with the movie home alone.

elfed

http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1207859560

wisdom teeth

I got my wisdom teeth out this morning at 9 am. it was pretty eventful. thank god they let you listen to your ipod while they get er' done, as weezer and the bronx got me through the procedure.

within 10min of leaving the place, my entire mouth filled with blood, causing my lips to be fully covered with frozen, crusted blood that turned blackish red (I had to walk to the pharmacy, then home). so I get to the pharmacy, and they are rushing to get me kleenex and what not, while blood is poring out of my mouth. they hook me up with my T3s and hoopla shenanigans you get for this crap, then off I was. get home, mouth still filled with blood, swollen face, and I need to swallow 5 different pills. so yea, between 12:30pm and 4pm, I have already taken 9 T3s and 3 advil. I guess I'm feeling a bit better?

but here is the best part... they put up those orange signs next to where my car was parked. you know, the ones that mean you need to move your car or it gets impounded? yea, those ones. and I'm totally one of those people who has left their car to be FULLY buried these passed few days, causing it to be practically impossible to see unless you knew it was there to begin with. so yea, I had to go out with my small rinky-dink $6 shovel from canadian tire, dig it out, get it out (which caused it to go like, passed 5rpm's at least), and find a new parking spot. meanwhile, my mouth was bleeding and I was unbelievably high. (I am only 5ft tall, 9 T3s have that effect on me in the space of under 4hours).

anyways, stef just finished work and she is on her way over to play mommy and keep care of me! yay! I love good friends. I need more T3s, this shit is already starting to fade.

Hermosillo, Mexico (jan 07)

my mexican partner in crime, Vania.



Penis cactus.




I miss mexico, a lot.

kiddos

oh how I miss working at the daycare. constant cuddles and hanging out. I'm going to visit them as soon as my exam period is over.

"ess, come to moncton for christmas"

he called me at 5 am (it had been a year) and we talked until 8 this morning. life rules when your first boyfriend from when you were 13 still cares about you enough to keep in touch.