Airplanes

Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky, like shooting stars? I could really use a wish right now, wish right now, wish right now...

I can't sleep.

I've grown up a lot, I think - and have grown from all of my past experiences.  However this still sucks, even a week later.  It's difficult moving on when you were so... smitten with someone. Yea, we'll use the word smitten.  It's hard going from every day hearing a voice, listening to them sing that song and hearing certain words to... nothing.  And not just nothing, but trying to understand how something could flip so quickly then seem like it just never happened, like there never was someone that looked at you in that certain way.


It's kind of like... there's a box that held so many valuable trinkets.  And one day when you open that box, it's empty.  Magic. Gone.  And you're left scratching your head trying to make sense of it.  Or maybe when you've misplaced your keys; you could have sworn they were on the table, but when you go to look for them they're not there.

At least I took that chance? Took a leap of faith? I don't know.

I'm babbling.

Maybe tomorrow I'll do laundry and spend some time in the library working.  Ugh. Laundy.... I hate folding.

Smoke

Oh look, it's summer - and the valley is filled with smoke from god knows where...


Did some work, ate dinner and now I'm bored.  I should really go out and try to be social but I'm just... I don't know. Unmotivated and feeling like a hermit.  Well, not a hermit - my "social calendar" this summer hasn't been a vacant blob of vacant, but there's no one in Kelowna to hang out with consistantly. Eff, hermit.

Bored. Yup. Bored. Just spent the last five minutes staring at the wall.  Awesome.

Five

So, it's a Friday afternoon and I should be studying for final exams. I should also probably be pouring another cup of coffee down my throat so I can continue studying for final exams. Have I mentioned yet, how I hate final exams? Because if I haven't, then I'll say it now. "I hate final exams."

Final exams are horrid, horrid things. First, there's the studying. It's long, it's boring and there's nothing more aggrevating then flipping pages and flipping pages and trying to cram months of information into your head. And it only gets worse if you're studying for two or three or even four finals at the same time. Highlighting, reading, highlighting, scribbling notes, making flash cards, scribble scribble, throw the book.

Second, there's that ten minute wait outside in a hallway before they let you into the exam room. Everyone is in one of three states:

1. They know everything, there's nothing but calm. Studying was successful, they had a good night's sleep and their professor probably isn't out soul-hunting so the questions asked won't be out of the blue like "this character did this thing at this time because of this."
2. Jittery. Not nearly as calm as person #1. They studied, however they doubt whether or not they either studied enough, or are going to remember all of that information they crammed into their brain. They're flipping through notes standing in the hallway.
   
3. Panic.

Third, there's sitting at the desk with the exam in front of you and the test hasn't started yet. People are scrambling, some people are last-second cramming, you sit there staring at the paper. Mind goes blank. Panic sets in.

Fourth, it's always too bloody quiet. You can't hear anything in the room outside of that squeeky-sound when pens scrape across the paper the wrong day, the sound of paper flipping, and there's always that one kid that is coughing and sneezing throughout the two hours you're forced to spew test answers.

Fith, there's that irky time after you hand in the test, and regaining your senses. There's panic. "Did I get that right? Did I write the wrong thing in that spot?" blah blah blah, you'll probably even wake up in middle of the night wondering about question 6.

Four

The sun is out, a bit. Sort of. It's a nice change from the super cloudy days that we've had a billion days in a row. Not quite warm enough outside today to avoid homework and grab my camera though. Too bad. I'm itching to go outside and play.

School is rather crazy, final exam time. Which means utilizing the coffee maker and (again) thriving on minimal amounts of sleep. Read, read, read, highlight, read, read... maybe shower? Haha...

Today's photo from Snap Photography is this lovely flying duck. It looks much better on the website, so I advice taking a look and maybe signing the guestbook? Please?

Three

It's cloudy, and cold and miserable outside today. Isn't it "Good Friday"? Shouldn't that imply that the weather is all nice and sunny?

The dishwasher spewed today. Yes, spewed. Everything is packed for the weekend, the garbage is taken out, and to avoid having anything to come back to, I ran the dishes through the dishwasher while I waited for my ride to come get me. Typing away on my computer working on something for school, and I look over the kitchen floor is covered by a nice, thick layer of bubbly soapy foam. Splendid. The way the light caught it, it was sparkly. And I would be lying if I said I wasn't tempted to roll around in it, or give myself a foamy-mohawk. I didn't. Instead I shut the lid and backed away. Slowly. Very slowly. I grabbed a bunch of towels and cleaned up the mess. There are still bubbles laying in the bottom of the machine, and I'm not going to open the door again until I'm sure they've gone away.

Today's photo from Snap Photography!:

Two

It's sort of sunny today, and since yesterday was the last day of classes before exams and the laundry is all done, the house is clean - I'm tempted to go out for a nice long walk and take some new photos. And, just as I typed that the sun goes behind the clouds. What a tease.

Today's photo from my website http://snapping.zenfolio.com:

One

It's pretty late, and I should be wrapped up in my blankets, head on my pillow and counting sheep. By some bizarre, whatever, my body will not give in - note, that last night I did not get to go to bed. I had to stay awake, fueled on too many cups of coffee typing away on a term paper for one of my English classes. Having not slept since Saturday, you'd think I would have been dead to the world as soon as I printed off my assignment. Apparently not.

I'm not entirely sure what I'm going to use this blog for. My previous blog, by the same title is rather dead. I cannot get into my account and god-forbid I remember the e-mail address I used with it back in 2005. So, like many things, we will start anew. Isn't this exciting?

What I do know, is that you will be subjected to me shamelessly plugging my photography. I am (besides a worn out university student) a photographer. Or at least, I try to be. I will post some of my photos and link them to my website. Yes, I have a website. And it would make me very happy if those who stumble upon this blog might venture over and leave a note in my guestbook.

• Snap photography

The second thing, is that this blog might be a sounding board for my rambling. As you can tell, it might end up being a very sturdy sounding board. Thoughts zipping through my head, horrible jokes that only sound funny inside my head and the odd political commentary. Actually, not so odd political commentary; I would very much like to pick that habit up again.

This is the first photograph that I will assault you with: