so HOJ

(517): New favourite sorority...they made me pancakes in the morning and welcomed back the walk of shame girls with a round of applause.

ohh, tfln.

case in point: lo and i completed a very entertaining walk of shame after my birthday, where not only did we pass multiple church goers, we also got stuck in the rain, had to take a twenty-minute bus ride, and ran into an ex. the best part? we had a completely innocent night, haha.

once, twice...frice?

no, that is not a spelling error, that says frice. what is frice? frice is what the truly awesome l-mac is making me for dinner. really, it's just chicken fried rice, but for some reason it's become known as "frice", and well...we like it that way.

now, i know this does not sound like a very big deal but trust me...it is. i don't even like rice, but i love this. for some reason, she just knows how to cook it into perfectly amazing goodness. really, that is the only way to describe it.

anyway, i know i am going to have a solid dinner tonight (for once something that does not consist of chicken strips, pasta, or peanut butter and nutella wraps...).

in other news, i have the best friends in the world :).

WTF Cupid

I just wanted a reason to use that line . Stupid Cupid

the grease way.

The HOJ does a few things well - making musicals into sing-a-longs is one of them. After two hours of discussing every aspect of Grease, and pretty much roleplaying the entire movie out word by word (sidenote: lo has oddly superior abilities of doing so), I have realized that the HOJ is like Rydale High. We laugh, we mock eachother, we dance (OHHH we dance.), and well.. we go together. *cues music*

We go together like ramma lamma lamma ka dinga da dinga dong
Remembered forever as shoo-bop sha whada whadda yippidy boom da boom
Chang chang changity chang shoo bop that's the way it should be
Waooo Yeah

We're one of a kind like dip da dip da dip do whap de dobby do
Our names are signed boogedy boogedy boogedy boogedy shooby do wap shoo bop
Chang chang changity chang shoo bop we'll always be like one
Wa-wa-wa-one

p.s. "Tell me about it.. stuuuddd"

....

I was going to write a post about how our house has thin walls, and then I decided against it.

but seriously...our house has thin walls.

Im tired.

the only logical explanation?

i am one hundred and twenty-seven percent certain i do not belong in this world. now, i do not mean that i do not fit in, or that i hate my life or anything like that, but rather that this place is simply not completely right for me.

so where do i think i belong, if not on earth? well i am pretty positive that it isn't outer space or anything...(i still get nightmares from ET)...no, i definitely don't relate to the alien world. instead, i think that i was born to be in an alternate universe - ie: middle earth, narnia, hogwarts...(fyi - in lotr, i would NOT be a hobbit. i would be someone from rohan. or an elf. maybe even the shortest elf to ever walk the planet...but an elf nonetheless).

why is this? well, not only do i adore the respective books/films/stories associated with those three places, i also think i am simply more suited to that lifestyle. i often feel like i can relate much more to the landscape and experiences of those stories than of the things i actually do know. and it's not just good cinematography or writing - let's face it: lotr might be perfect, but narnia has some pretty weak moments, and hp has made its fair share of errors...i just feel more drawn in to those worlds.

also, i often feel like people are staring at me like i am out of place. case in point: today, laur and i were walking home from school and we passed many a strange soul. however, every single person we saw proceeded to look at us like we were the most bizarre creatures he or she had ever seen. it made us very paranoid by the time we reached janefield...

anyway, now that i sound like some crazy child living in dream land, i think i'll stop this ramble. it's not that i don't like my life or anything like that, i just think it would be more awesome in one of those worlds. besides, my luck on this planet is horrendous...and i am convinced that it would not be this way in an alternate universe. really, it's the only thing that makes sense to me.

I Just Haven't Met You Yet.

Being single can often leave us feeling melancholy but we have to keep hope alive. Oh that Buble. He said it best.

I might have to wait,

I’ll never give up,

I guess it's half timin', and the other half's luck,

Wherever you are,

Whenever it's right,

You'll come outta nowhere and into my life.

I'm crossing my fingers and hoping.

If I Could be Anything

If I could do anything in the whole entire world, instead of this essay writing, soul killing univeristy life I would be a singer like Ingrid Michaelson. I love her style of music, her voice, her lyrics...everything. She is so original and just ahh its gorgeous.

So this, WILL be me.





ugh just LOVE her.

and on another note, in about an hour and a half I will see the Zamboni going around the ice, and in about 2 and a half hours, I will see it going around the ice again. O, love.

<3

insomnia sucks, but i'll take it

i have a sleeping problem. i actually do not sleep more than 2-3 hours a night, and it's usually in short, thirty-minute bursts. i don't sleep during the day, because if i take a nap i do not sleep that night at all. how do i survive? perhaps because once a month i go comatose for anywhere from 18-24 hours. literally, i am knocked out for an entire day. i don't move, don't hear anything (even a blaring alarm that would normally have me flying out of bed), and don't wake up. after that, the cycle continues. i've tried teas, sleep therapies, routines, reading, music on/off, solitaire, etc...but nothing works. anyway, there are reasons for this chronic insomnia, but the point of this post is not to describe them...it's to talk about today.

well lately, this sleeping problem has been particularly prevelant, and i can feel one of those major crashes coming on. take last night for example: after giving up on sleep because there was simply too much on my mind, i got up early and went to the farm to ride. when i got back, lo and i went for a pretty decent run outside. awesome. however, when we got back, i felt exhausted, cold, and my head was pounding, so i crawled into bed and lay there huddled under the covers. eventually, i fell asleep.

during this sleep, which would seem so innocent, i had a terrifying nightmare that pretty much the entire campus was trying to break into my house. when i finally arrived on the scene (after being detained by multiple policemen and bystanders trying to hinder my attempts to stop the break in), i ran at them trying to get them to leave. however, turns out they actually wanted me dead, and they were prepared to do so. they pulled out hammers and started beating me to the ground, while everyone i knew stood around and watched...doing nothing. when i woke up, i didn't know where i was and couldn't figure out what had just happened. and then i realized it was a dream.

terrifying. i'm still shook up about it, hence the reasoning behind this post.

and then people wonder why i hate sleep...

dreams are a curse.

Narnia and Back Again

It's Sunday morning, cold outside, cloudy and seems like the perfect day to listen to Jack Johnson and Banana Pancakes, yes SEEMs like it. Instead what do my roomie and I do...we go for a run! She does let me sleep in, and then head out for a torturous journey but there is still not Jack Johnson involved.

So this is us...
(i know dont we look great haha)



so we're running, trying out a new path, trying to bring some spice into our life and we find this kind of sketch path by a creek/river/ditch/thing. Really pretty actually, so we decide to somehow balance on the rocks in the middle of this creek/river/ditch/thing (Ev does twist her ankle in the process) and make it to the other side. Now what do we find when we have finally crossed, somehow without falling in the creek/river/ditch/thing but NARNIA! haha. Now we are two girls that adore alternate universes, and yes you did read that correctly. Lord of the Rings and Narnia always have us spinning around in happiness. So when we found this dead wood it truly made our day and yes we did even use movie quotes, "What are you talking about, I have been gone for hours!!" (as Lucy would say)




So my point of this strange blog, today i went to Narnia and back again, and it was grand. You guys should try it sometime! I'm sure that Ev and I will try and get back there next weekend for a little adventure. Care to join?

Stairs... You can't run up them. You can't run down them.

Ever since I was able to walk i've lacked the ability to just walk up or down stairs. It seems like such a trivial task. Just put one foot in front of the other and take a couple seconds in between. Simple right? 20.63 yrs later i've yet to master this task. I think that the "ride " is much better if its faster, therefore I run and I inevitably fall. Lately i've found myself tripping alot more than usual. To a normal person that would be an obvious cue to slow down and just walk up/down the flight of stairs. That however just doesn't apply to me . I have to keep running its what I do . Its who I am. The Stair-runner. I should slow down before i become known as the Stair- tripper or fall on knock my two front teeth out .

ZAMBONI ZAMOBINI

i LOVE Zambonies. Like legit love them. We have started going to watch our friends hockey games oon Sundays and I always make sure that we leave early enough so that we can see it go around the ice before the game and i make sure that we stay afterwards.

while watching these zambonies, I have decided that I am going to marry a zamboni driver. Really, i just think sitting up there with him would make my day every day. Its all about the little things in life.


see this girl just sitting on top of the Zamboni.....o love, this is my dream.

to the irish!

because our house is just awesome like that...

st. patty's '10.

also, emotions are truly bizarre.

But Drew did it....

It doesn't define who you are or make you promiscuous.

You Learn Something New Everyday!...Yes Ev included

For those of you who don't know ev, one word i would use to describe her is brainiack. No joke this kid knows just about anything. You can ask her one question, and leave with an essay written! It is very useful.
BUTT i was finally able to teach her something she didn't know!
Hard to beleive right? I know.
This is the very reason for my first post ever on this blog. This marks a historical moment in the HOJ households, and i felt it HAD to be documented. Let it begin...

It was just an ordinary day in the HOJ household and steph, ev and I were just hangin around in the family room.
Obviously we werent getting very much work done, slacking as per usual.
Anywho, there was a lot of peeing...in the toilet of course....and water drinking involved, which presumingly led to the peeing. The peeing person shall remain anonymous.

A joke, or at least an attempted joke was made by ev, that maybe the person drinking the water was pregnant! Supposedly genious, Ev thought that pregnant women drink a lot of water during pregnancy. (This in fact is plausible, however it is not the main reason)
ERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR WRONGGGGGOOOOOO was she!
Now genious Christina, proceeded to correct Ev in telling her that pregnant women pee alot because as the baby is growing in your uterus it sits on the women's bladder, thus causing a peeing sensation!

So there you have it ladies and gentlemen. I know you were probably expecting some insanely amazing fact to be said. But no, sorry to disappoint. I personally think this is even better, the fact that Evelien didnt know that one simple fact! :) ahhhhh. Twas a historical HOJ household

moment indeed!

mr. sun, mr. beach, come kidnap me please :)

this is what i stare at all day, paper and glasses, paper and glasses.....

this is what i want to stare at all day....



life is so unfair.

4 more weeks of classes everyone!

Good food that you didn't have to pay someone to make.

One of the best cures for the hang over that tags along after a long night on the town is some good home made food and maybe some coffee. But this post is not to reminisce about the taste of caffeine. No its about fooooooooood. Yummy home made goodness. Yesterday I was talking to my aunt who lives in Trinidad with my mom and sisters and she proceeded to inform me that she had curry crab and dumplings for lunch. If you don't know what that is my friend you haven't lived, or you are canadian haha. Oh the things i would do for some good caribbean food. If I were on death row and I had to choose my last meal it would be that. Unfortunately for me i was never keen on learning to cook these delicious meals. The only time i was ever in the kitchen was when the food was finished being cooked and I was first in line with my plate ready to be served. To me a piratical meal was something I could take out of a box pop in the microwave and at the sound of the ding two minutes later I could devour. Unfortunately for me I can't go home on the weekends to get home cooked meals . However the void that was created by the absences of the yummy caribbean goodness has been replaced by some good made from scratch baked goods. Its a HOJ tradition to make cupcakes for every house party. Last night I went to a house party held by the gryphons swim and lifeguard teams and they tried to imitate out HOJ tradition. Well, u know that saying that when you are hungry u'll eat just about anything . Well, there was no amount of hunger that could me eat a second cupcake. i don't think i could put into words how disappointed I was in those cupcakes. I think i've just been a bit spoiled by Lo and her amazing baking skills. Please come back and bake for us.

should i stay or should i go?

letting people down sucks. you see, one of the most incredible people in the world had a birthday celebration last night, and well, despite our promise we did not attend. why not? well, i guess the best excuse i can think of is we were too sick and too tired. but that was lame. that is not enough reason to not show up, even if just to say hello. trust me, you think it's fine at the time, because your exhausted or whatever, but the realization that you let someone down....brutal.

i guess all i'm trying to say is next time, just go. sometimes just showing up, even for half an hour, makes all the difference. and really, if friends aren't worth the effort than who is?

also, making up for it can be rather dangerous, as it involves running into your car 10 minutes before midnight in your sweatpants, going to three different shopper's drug marts to find a place which develops pictures (and failing), and then racing a cop down the road to arrive at 11:58 - just in time to make it on the actual birthday. yes, next time, better to just go.

so to the amazingly wonderful, loving, and talented (dj one button!)...we loveee you.

I WANT SUMMER

Simply put, I WANT SUMMER! After an extremely fun filled weekend, with tropical drinks, leis, flowers in the hair and that beachy glow (Katherine's 21st Birthday) being at the library isnt that favourable. It also doesnt help that it's 6 degrees outside and extremely sunny. Suntanning on the deck girls? believe it or not people, but suntanning in 6 degrees works and on our deck there is no wind, so we put the music on and we're good to go, dreaming that it actually is summer.

I woke up this morning all rested and ready to go, walked to the library and as soon as i got the homework out, my eyes started to close and my brain switched off. I try to tell my brain that its ok, that if it just stays awake for a couple hours and get the work done it will all be over...however all i want to do is sleep. and GUARENTEED the second i put my homework away i will be wide awake. LAAAAMMMEe is all i have to say so that.

On another note, lastnight a few of us girls went out for McFlurrys and then watched The Lion King, and i would like to say that as i grow older my love for Disney movies and ice cream expand. Its wonderful!

ok so i guess i should get back to writing this Film Analysis thingy ma-jig, and i'll keep dreaming of summer and cottages and the beach and....*sigh*

adieu.

Need A Midnight Laugh ... In spanish

Do the words midterms, exams and studying get you depressed and down? Well i've got the cure (i'll be accepting Noble prizes later ,i'll have my people call your people ). Why not laugh a little. Its good for the soul and it helps you forget about that midterm you were going to fail anyway .

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_8sW7vvRo7A

Come Dance with Me

If there is anything, or anyone that always gets me in a good mood it has to be the old school traditional Frank Sinatra and Dean Martin. You wonder why? First, the songs are so smooth and classic. You can totally just imagine dancing around under the stars. None of this "superman that ho" "she moves her body like a cyclone" - even if they do manage to get me dancing on the dance floor when I have consumed a few bevvys. The era i was supposed to live in was with Frank and Dean. I have no idea why, but everytime i listen to their songs I find myself humming and being elevated to the best mood. Maybe its my desire to still be a child, dreaming of prince charming, or who knows what. Maybe the fact that i grew up watching Guys and Dolls everytime I went to my grandparents house and loved the songs like "Adelaide, Adelaide, ever loving Adelaide, is taking a chance on me" sung by the great Frankie D. himself. For my future husband, I am very sorry but their songs will be played at our wedding, and you will love it.



And just for kicks I am adding this pic of Simon baker, because I love Simon Baker. And I feel like he has that classic James Dean look. Too bad he is married and has kids.

Dear Wendy Williams "How You Doin"

So an hr later i've realized where my priorities lie. No lab report should ever come in between me and my Wendy haha. I mean how can i miss all the gossip and her bad weaves and wigs, scandalous laugh and outrageous outfits not to mention the advice she gives to the audience and that famous line that had me convinced that she was born a man. After all some people like "Cough Drop " should be thankful for the Wendy Williams show since her Halls remedy has been working miracles.

"Hi my name is Camille and i'm a Wendy Williams addict ." "Hi Camille" . haha

T is for tedious T- test

So i was all excited that i'd finish my lab report in time to head home and catch the Wendy Williams Show. If you don't know which show i'm referring to then you my friend must venture from under you little rock a bit more frequently. Any-who i'm stuck in the library on the 2nd floor doing 8 different t-test and plotting all these graphs about osmoregulation and ion-regulation in trout (aka i'm wasting my life away) . Truth be told i don't even like trout that much haha. On a positive note i have Alecia Keys to keep my company, she always knows exactly how i feel

peace Love and chicken grease.