fan of fridays

This week I am just giving you a song.
I dedicate this song to my land lord and room mate.
I'm a fan of expressing anger through music!

Some times I wish I could afford a plane ticket out of here.

Have you ever just had one of those days?
Right you know the one I'm talking about.
The one where you watch your favourite episode of gossip girl (or you know less amazing shows) over and over again. Wishing the whole time you could just stay in that little world.
You and Chuck Bass. lol. 

I wish I could take my college and all the people in it, and put it some where new. I am not such a fan of the bridge anymore. Huge fan of college though. It may be hard, to up root a whole college. Since you know it’s huge and impossible. 

Well since I can't escape my life and bring my school with me for real. I thought I would do it here. Anything is possible with the power of the internet. lol.
So here is goes.
One plane ticket to........... some where warm, and about the size of Toronto.
 Big and warm, these two things make for the perfect living situation.
Also a personal chef makes for a good living situation, but I won't be that picky.
In this city, I am wearing the most amazing out fit. Not a hoodie and PJ pants (though I shouldn’t knock PJ's they are the most amazing attire)
In this city I also have landlords, which do not care about my personal life. Making it very easy to not feel parented at all times (oh how I long for those days).
Also I do have room mates, we all get along very well. But we aren't all up in each others business. Supportive but not clingy and noisy.
There is this super beautiful Irish guy, (he just came here to fall in love......I suspect it will be with me) living down the hall. He is a writer; he too is going to school. He is very helpful with my English assignments (But I mean English or no English his eyes still look as green).
I work part time at a magazine. Nothing glamorous because I don’t' have a degree yet. I get coffee and take messages. But since it is for a top fashion magazine I get great off cast free clothes. And I work with the most fabulous gay guy (BRog will work) we have a blast all day.
And let’s not forget my great college, which I love, is there for me to go to 5 days a week.

Kind of didn't want to leave that world. 
I guess its back to reality winter boots and all.

waging war

I want so badly to wage a war.
To hurt you as bad as you have hurt me
The past few months
I want so badly to fix
My problems with you
By scheming 
I made plans
I wrote notes
I know how to
Destroy you
I will not fight
I will not falter
I will not be like you
By scheming
My problems with you
I will not be fixed
The next few months I will
Protect myself
I want so badly to wage a war.

Thanksgiving the day of glory

This is my Thanksgiving weekend. It was amazing! Thanks to everyone.....especially T an KC (catch that SAB I changed you name,clever right!?) Here's some photos we took Sunday!

It's a baby!

No this is not MY baby. This is the future Fox-Walker baby! look how cute! This little Foxlette is getting bigger and bigger.......Can't wait.

What I am

In one week I get to be any thing I want.
Mondays I'm an Upper East Side socialite. For one whole hour I wear high couture and live in New York.

Tuesdays I work for a sarcastic Doctor. Who is brilliant and a tad insane? I only get to do this Tuesdays because it interferes with my plans to be a socialite on Mondays.

Wednesday I strut my stuff all up and back the cat walk. All the while thinking about how fierce Mr J and Mrs. Banks are.

Thursday I perform along side my cutie pie of a leading man in Glee club. Beating it out, and belting it out along with my friends.....and may I say the cutes Spanish teacher I ever did see. Of course I push practice down a day since I have to practise my cat walkWednesday

Fridays I am a Dr worried about losing my job, and since my hopes to snag McDreamy has officially been stomped, looking for a new love interest. And of course I am running a bit late again but hey I can only book so many careers in a day!

And that’s what I am every week night. When I'm not busy learning to be afab Journalist.

strait up ballin

That tile has to do with nothing. Other than the fact that Z said that phrase for about an hour strait yesterday. I meant to write last night......turns out I figured Reba was more entertaining than blogging. 

Saturday I called the province of Alberta. Here is a sample of what I did.

*Ringring Ringring  Ringring*
Hello?
Hi! I a college student.....
*click*

*Ringring Ringring*
..................Hello?.......
...Hi, I'm a college student, and I am conducting an opinion poll for a cla
*click*

That was my Saturday.

Sunday was a long day, to stay awake during this day I attempted to play hearts on my lap top. After two hours I was addicted.
"Cathy conference is over. You don't have to sit there any more."
"NOOOOOO. Douche bag tricked me into getting the queen!!!!"
That was Sunday.

Monday was I came home form school to a note on the board.

"Hey guys, I think we need to talk about the problems that we have with each other. You know he said she said, apologies, that kind of stuff. Let me know! Text me?"

I talked to my other two roomies; we all came to the same decision. 
We don't have anything to say to you.
I erased the message and did my home work.

Tuesday I decided to get healthy! I woke up in the morning and strapped on my running shoes. I turned on my ipod and started to run. I got to the end of the block and remembered I hadn't done that in a while. Since my lungs now felt like they were on fire, I gave up for that day. When I got home my foot began to hurt again. 
Looks like I'll stick to yoga for a while!

And that is my week so far. PS if you are looking for a laugh today, go to the itunes store, type in "The Moth Podcast" click on this picture

And download Jessi Klein: Dale
It's free, and a good laugh about someones bad day.
Enjoy!!!

Fan of Friday

I missed lasts weeks "Fan of Friday" I'm sure you all died a little in side. Anyways this weeks talents is..........

what follows 86?

It sad to say but since my 86th post, I haven't been able to think of much to post. So here goes nothing. Sorry if it's lame.

I don’t really like fish. To eat yes please, to have as a pet no thank you. I know what you’re thinking, out of all the pets, why do you not like fish? They are so easy to take care of! Well to you I say, they stink. Kam got a fish about a month ago; I think she has fed it four times. Needless to say it's starving and swimming in a small bowl of fungus and fish waste. Yeah that’s what I thought, not so appealing now are they? It has gotten so bad that the fish often get stuck in the fungus that has formed in the bowl. So today I decided to take matters into my own hands. I gave it a large helping of fish dots (this is what her fish food is. not flakes, not food, fish dots). When I got home from school I cleaned the bowl. 
This is not an easy feat for me. See I don’t like unpredictable animals. At any moment that fish could have flopped off the spoon I was using to catch it, and on to my sweater. Then it would have falling to the floor and flopped around looking like it was having an episode. I would like to say that I would help it, but no it's too unpredictable to help. Plus it's been swimming in its own waste for a month. Really I think the fish should have more respect for me! I was doing a good dead for it! It could have just swum up to the spoon hopped on and laid still until it got to the sour cream container, where it was to await a clean house. 
I wasn't aware that I could write such a long paragraph about such a simple event. But I did. Case closed fish clean.

Since school has progressed, my friends have kind of changed. Bri and I are still tight, but BRog has taken up with a new crowd of girls. Who we can't really handle a lot of. But at the same time BRog started to hang with the "other girls" I started to hang with a couple other people. Who I have a lot more fun with. Remember the cute boy that I couldn't decide his sexual orientation. That’s Z; he is quickly becoming my favourite person. Ok top 10 he has a lot to live up to! And Jess is this cute little girl who I was in a group with once. Any ways Bri, Z, Jess and I have all kind of just taken to each other. So this documents the end of the "tripod" (what BRog called us) and the beginning of friendships. Which I think sounds way better than the”tripod" anyways. Not that I don't still like BRog, he is great! Oh and still haven't figure out if Z is gay but I'm leaning towards yes.

PS do you watch GLEE? I have totally fallen in love with their singing. I like the show, but tend to get bored when they are doing anything else but singing. I guess it's my love of show choir (which I never got to experience) or maybe it's the good looking lead? Either way I have been singing GLEE songs all day!