Thursday, March 22, 2007

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:




Friday, March 16, 2007

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.

Thursday, March 15, 2007

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Graze on honeysuckle.

To make everyone feel as happy as I do today:

Tell me, WWUD?