Life is a great big bang up.

Man. NTV weekend mornings much?

For Meagan:

In the chill of night
At the scene of a crime
Like a streak of light
He arrives just in time

J'vais être au bout du chemin.

Tomorrow is Thursday. Thursday and I don't get along.

Things I want to talk about and will write down in this margin so I won't forget to speak of them: Friday, Rob and sex, le mall, Dollarama, St. George's girl and possibly the budget.

K.

Friday (and for that matter, Dollarama)
HEY MEAGAN and ROBYN, want to hook up before SAS-EFF and go to the Dollarama? I'll even do the driving!* I really want to have a final Dollarama girl's shopping spree before school ends. We deserve it.

Rob and Sex
So, I'm in love with Rob (the English prof, duh). One of his quirks is that he gets terribly embarrassed whenever he talks about sex. It's the funniest/cutest thing I have ever seen. Today we were talking about how the Nurse in the book One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest tries to hide her sexuality and her big breasts.

He's absolutely red and we're all laughing. So he takes his scarf and wraps it around his head so that all we can see are his eyes and mouth. I think I peed a little. And at one point in the class he was like "Stop laughing at me! I can't help it" and this girl that never says a word raised her hand and said "It's not the embarrassment. You're trying to teach us with a plaid scarf wrapped around your head."

It was so comical, like he had forgotten it was there he was like "Oh. Yeah." Love.

Le Mall
I have an Optometrist appointment tomorrow at the mall at 2:00pm. Anyone wanna come and do a little shopping avec moi pour la trip to Iqaluit and so on?

St. George's Girl
There's a girl in my English class from St. George's! That's all, but for some reason it made me laugh. I think the West Coasters will catch on.

No budget talk tonight, though I do want to give my two cents on why I think Danny Williams is. . . RIGHT! :O



*Void if weather is snowing.

Can't find peace by avoiding life.

I just looked at my MSN list and there were 26 people online.

Not one. Not one frigging person to talk to.

I guess it goes to show you, huh? The depth of people's lives.

Great art makes you nervous.

This weekend was so good for studying. I managed to complete an entire research project in six hours (which included four sources, three of them not from the internet!). It came out just under two thousand words and my Mom declares it "not awful, at least a 90%". I wouldn't know because I refuse to read it. I will never (EVER) take another Newfoundland Culture and Society in Modern Times Sociology course again.

I also finished the last of the ATCs I had committed to. I want to sign up for more, but I'm not sure I should since I'll be leaving in less than a month.

Man, I'm leaving in less than a month.

Went to SASF on Friday and it was nice (until skating of course). Cereal bars make for excellent conversation pieces. Terrible skits do not.

Found out Ashlee is getting married and pretty much peed myself (note: there is no ring yet, but there has been ring shopping and they have set the date to get married in next May). Now I wait for the exciting news of Dave and Heidi's nuptials.

The friends I grew up with are getting married.

WHAT THE HELL STOP BEING OLD ALREADY MY BRAIN CAN'T TAKE CHANGES SO DRASTIC I STILL WANT MY LAUNDRY TO BE DONE AND EXAMS TO NOT EXIST AND THE ONLY PROBLEM I HAVE IS NOT BEING ABLE TO DRAW THE COOL THING MR. DRESSUP IS DRAWING ON HIS EASEL.

Show pen.

I likes da shoppin', wha? Sweet new Iqaluit wear is where it is at.

Hanging up the skirt.

So today in Political Science we had John Crosbie come and speak to us. Chancellor of MUN and retired politician, Crosbie spoke of everything from former PM's to the latest budget.

One thing he talked about really caught my attention:

"You know, it's different for females today. I mean, boys today are lazy. They have no determination, they rather go grab a beer instead of sitting down and getting some work done. Women are different. They have drive. Determination. There are more women in Medical schools than men. More women are taking the bar than men now too. It won't be long before women will be holding all the top positions."

I've been saying this forever! My big thing is that in fifty-hundred years men will be obsolete. We'll be the surgeons in the hospitals. The Judges in the court rooms. The politicians in the House of Commons.

We have Artificial Insemination. We have snow-blowers. Lawnmowers. Computers. Vibrators.

Most of all, like Crosbie said, we have the drive. I don't know any self-respecting woman who doesn't feel like she has something to prove. Who honestly grows up wanting to be a wife and nothing more?

And if you think this is me just spouting nonsense: LOOK AT THE FACTS. Women dominate post-secondary institutes.

Anyway. Just wanted to put that out there.

In other news, I started shopping for Iqaluit yesterday! I don't know what I bought but I managed to blow a hundred bucks.

I did however buy these really cool vacuum bags so I could put a lot of stuff in my suitcases. They seem to do the trick:

MSN is the suck.

Dear Peeps,

My MSN is broken, so if you need to contact me, do it to the cell.

That is all! :)

Pregnancy scare.

I had the most surreal dream last night. In that dream I was pregnant:

I remember looking in the mirror and thinking “I’m unusually fat today” and someone hearing my thoughts and saying “maybe you are pregnant”. I put my hands on my stomach and I could feel the babies head. I was pregnant.

I remember going to the Doctor’s and saying “it’s not possible that I could be pregnant” and he responded with “well, you are”. I was.

Then I had to tell everyone and we were all standing in a big circle holding hands. I don’t remember any of the faces, except one guy looked like Fred Penner. When I told them, they were disappointed.

It was so lifelike. When I woke up I put my hands on my stomach just to make sure it was a dream.

I wrote this last night when I had woken up from the dream (I keep paper near my bed when I sleep for this very reason). I cannot get over how convincing it was.

They don't even look like they are getting along.

Hehe.

Quite noob-eqsue.

Graze on honeysuckle.

To make everyone feel as happy as I do today:

Tell me, WWUD?

There's no combination of words I could put on the back of a postcard.

I'm pretty jealous today because Darryl leaves for Las Vegas tonight. I'm happy that he's doing cool stuff with his friends. But I want to go gamble, see Cirque du Soleil and take pictures of the Grand Canyon.

I know tomorrow the green eyed monster is going to be worst.

I'm skipping school tomorrow (so Meagan take m'notes!) so I can spend a few hours with my cousin who is flying into St. John's in the morning. She spending a few days in Newfoundland before her and her boyfriend leave on their big trip. How big you say?

They quit their jobs and sold their condo and are spending the next year going all across the world and back.

Jealous.

They are taking the time to explore 23 countries. Those would be: Scotland, Ireland, England, The Netherlands, France, Spain, Morocco, Italy, Turkey, Syria, Jordan, Egypt, Kenya, Tanzania, Zimbabwe, South Africa, India, Nepal, Thailand, Cambodia, China, Japan and then back to Canada.

Jealous.

If you want to read their blogging of the trip, check out their website.

In other news:

Sarah + Iqaluit = ?

Darryl is making the magic happen. All that is needed is my nod of approval and I'm off to spend the summer in the Arctic. Hah. Semi-Ironic.

<3

I'd like to wish you happy painting and God bless.

Thought today I'd put in some happy little clouds.

Thinking so you don't have to.

For the past year, I have been happy every morning for about three minutes.

For those three minutes, I forget its an indecent hour. I forget I'm about to head to work, go to school or something else I probably don't want to be doing.

For those three minutes I am lost in blue eyes in which one pupil is bigger than the other.

For those three minutes I am completely in love.

Ze Frank has been my mornings.

But when I first started watching Ze, he made it completely clear: This is a one year deal. My podcast will run for the 261 weekdays of the year, and then. END.

It has come upon me too soon. I am not prepared for a morning without Ze. He tells me what's going on in the world all the while being a pretty princess. He makes me a better person.

So today, as I watched him live up to his end of the Fabuloso Chess Match (though not the last show yet) it struck me that Ze is leaving me. And I cried. Seriously. I'm that in love.




So, in honour of the man who told me the earth was better off a sandwich, that I make a good League of Awesomeness Intern, that hindsight really is 20-20, that Friday's were meant to be the day we ride the Fire Eagle and that fingers in food make for a nice party, I give you:

Sarah's Highlights of the Magnificent, Pretty Princess: ZE FRANK

10. Scrabble
9. Quit Smoking
8. I'm a Pretty Princess
7. How Do You Work This Thing/Giant Baby
6. Finger's in Food
5. Who Likes the Little Duckies? (Cleo's Song)
4. Earth Sandwich
3. Simple German Phrases/Makes Me Want to Throw Up
2. Hindsight is 20-20/Austrian Airplanes
1. Ze Goes to France




The new viewers are now gone. Let' suck on the nipples of truth.

Sarah is dumb.

FRIGGING WIKIPEDIA.

P.S. That Sarah is of no relation to this Sarah.