Same as before, but this one focuses on the downfall...
be honest guys ;)
The Other Test Here
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Johari Window
Thanks Alyson for the cool link:
"The Johari Window was invented by Joseph Luft and Harrington Ingham in the 1950s as a model for mapping personality awareness. By describing yourself from a fixed list of adjectives, then asking your friends and colleagues to describe you from the same list, a grid of overlap and difference can be built up."
If you're feeling up to it, fill this out for me... It'd be interesting to see how I am perceived by others... (answer honestly... and feel free to not disclose you're real name if it impedes your ability to be honest... I'm more interested in the results than finding out who thinks what)
Click Here If You Have the Time
"The Johari Window was invented by Joseph Luft and Harrington Ingham in the 1950s as a model for mapping personality awareness. By describing yourself from a fixed list of adjectives, then asking your friends and colleagues to describe you from the same list, a grid of overlap and difference can be built up."
If you're feeling up to it, fill this out for me... It'd be interesting to see how I am perceived by others... (answer honestly... and feel free to not disclose you're real name if it impedes your ability to be honest... I'm more interested in the results than finding out who thinks what)
Click Here If You Have the Time
Me? Coffee?
| You Are an Espresso |
 At your worst, you are: anxious and high strung You drink coffee when: anytime you're not sleeping Your caffeine addiction level: high |
You drink coffee when: anytime you're not sleeping <--- LOL!!!
Mission Trip Recap
So I havent been updating my site becasue I was on an extended reading week mission trip to the west coast of Vancouver for the last 10 days, or so...
10 days is a lot of time to recap... a lot does happen in ten days... so i will simply highlight the things I leaned over the week...
1) When riding greyhound, it is necessary to get a window seat... an aisle seat saves you cramped legs but does nothing to save your neck, which ultimate decides just how much sleep you get
2) always carry your deceased husbands head in a hatbag for comedic results and a lighter jail sentance
3) It's depresing to be 5 minutes away from the place you grew up, but not be able to stop in and say "hi"
4) Oceans are exciting to people who have never seen them before...
5) A gay comment gets you the bed when everyone else sleeps on the floor
6) Never tell someone you love that you hate them while they're trying to say goodbye... You end up regretting it (just a little)
7) Bagels are a necessity when you're stranded on a pile of wood in the middle of the ocean
8) Look for slippery wood before you start to relieve your bladder, do not wait until after you have began to relieve yourself torealise the wood you are standing on has the traction of an ice rink hosed down with melted butter
9) saying yes to one piggy back will mean you will be a pack mule for the remainder of the week
10) glasses are not a strong and noble creature... they are a fragile and will crumple at the sight of children (three of us had problems with our glasses this week)
11) If you leave a child crying long enough, someone else will handle them...
12) Do not leave children un-attended if theyre are throwable sized rocks around...
13) Quelch the game of "lets throw rocks at each other" before it has more than two participants
14) DO NOT EAT ALL THE CEREAL!
15) Some people do not get my sense of humour
16) I do not enjoy nature or exercise... Combining the two for my enjoyment is a waste of time...
17) A tree is only as strong as the person climbing it...
18) Children can be entertained for hours on end by making them run from one end of a gym to another
19) You do not need to understand old people so long as you smile lots and repeat important words you can pick out...
20) Never try to get the last drops of water out of the spagetti pot...
21) potato skins are your friend, not your enemy
22) always set your alarm to 5 minutes before your teammates return
23) pretending you have had a productive day by yourself is a lot easier if you awaken 5 minutes prior to your team returning
24) Never underestimate the power of harmonics (we don;t need know stinking guitar)
25) children clapping to rythym sounds more like guerrilla gunfire than rythym
26) people are FAR more attractive when they're not single
27) finding nemo is not the movie for me when I am deathly tired
28) crab is always better when it goes (almost) directly from the ocean to your stomach
29) just because its like a raspberry, does not mean it is enjoyable
30) snowstorms in BC are fun in that there are more emergency vehicles on the road than personal vehicles
31) Not yelling at people is easier than I thought...
32) Never wake me up 10 mintues before I need to get up... Especially when I am told I can sleep til a particular time
33) Taxi drivers in small towns do not always know where theyre going
34) sunchips are fun chips
35) sleeping bags can do more damage than you think
36) Yahk has never been more important than in the game of place names
37) ganging up on neal at hearts isn;t fun... for me...
38) a boat the size of a volkswagon beatle is not a cool place for 7 people to spend hours at a time...
39) sour cream is not meant to be frozen
40) (and most importantly) no one has to understand any of these in order for them to be meaningful to me.
10 days is a lot of time to recap... a lot does happen in ten days... so i will simply highlight the things I leaned over the week...
1) When riding greyhound, it is necessary to get a window seat... an aisle seat saves you cramped legs but does nothing to save your neck, which ultimate decides just how much sleep you get
2) always carry your deceased husbands head in a hatbag for comedic results and a lighter jail sentance
3) It's depresing to be 5 minutes away from the place you grew up, but not be able to stop in and say "hi"
4) Oceans are exciting to people who have never seen them before...
5) A gay comment gets you the bed when everyone else sleeps on the floor
6) Never tell someone you love that you hate them while they're trying to say goodbye... You end up regretting it (just a little)
7) Bagels are a necessity when you're stranded on a pile of wood in the middle of the ocean
8) Look for slippery wood before you start to relieve your bladder, do not wait until after you have began to relieve yourself torealise the wood you are standing on has the traction of an ice rink hosed down with melted butter
9) saying yes to one piggy back will mean you will be a pack mule for the remainder of the week
10) glasses are not a strong and noble creature... they are a fragile and will crumple at the sight of children (three of us had problems with our glasses this week)
11) If you leave a child crying long enough, someone else will handle them...
12) Do not leave children un-attended if theyre are throwable sized rocks around...
13) Quelch the game of "lets throw rocks at each other" before it has more than two participants
14) DO NOT EAT ALL THE CEREAL!
15) Some people do not get my sense of humour
16) I do not enjoy nature or exercise... Combining the two for my enjoyment is a waste of time...
17) A tree is only as strong as the person climbing it...
18) Children can be entertained for hours on end by making them run from one end of a gym to another
19) You do not need to understand old people so long as you smile lots and repeat important words you can pick out...
20) Never try to get the last drops of water out of the spagetti pot...
21) potato skins are your friend, not your enemy
22) always set your alarm to 5 minutes before your teammates return
23) pretending you have had a productive day by yourself is a lot easier if you awaken 5 minutes prior to your team returning
24) Never underestimate the power of harmonics (we don;t need know stinking guitar)
25) children clapping to rythym sounds more like guerrilla gunfire than rythym
26) people are FAR more attractive when they're not single
27) finding nemo is not the movie for me when I am deathly tired
28) crab is always better when it goes (almost) directly from the ocean to your stomach
29) just because its like a raspberry, does not mean it is enjoyable
30) snowstorms in BC are fun in that there are more emergency vehicles on the road than personal vehicles
31) Not yelling at people is easier than I thought...
32) Never wake me up 10 mintues before I need to get up... Especially when I am told I can sleep til a particular time
33) Taxi drivers in small towns do not always know where theyre going
34) sunchips are fun chips
35) sleeping bags can do more damage than you think
36) Yahk has never been more important than in the game of place names
37) ganging up on neal at hearts isn;t fun... for me...
38) a boat the size of a volkswagon beatle is not a cool place for 7 people to spend hours at a time...
39) sour cream is not meant to be frozen
40) (and most importantly) no one has to understand any of these in order for them to be meaningful to me.
Saturday, February 18, 2006
Sorry
Krysta, Kristin
I'm sorry for calling you at 1230, waking you up, simply to tell you I wasn't able to work out...
='( please forgive me ='(
Oh...
And I will not be manipulated anymore... (message for other people... not K&K)
I'm sorry for calling you at 1230, waking you up, simply to tell you I wasn't able to work out...
='( please forgive me ='(
Oh...
And I will not be manipulated anymore... (message for other people... not K&K)
Thursday, February 16, 2006
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Friday, February 10, 2006
Politically Incorrect
I have never made it hidden that I havea dark and somewhat distatesful sense of humour... But I'll spare you the morbid jokes and enlighten you on the horribly offensive Tv show that I have come to love (on the DVD there is a special feature that lists some of the most offensive comments... And that is what i wish to share with you today...)
**please note that this post is because I feel I have been lacking in the posts in recent weeks and adding to my post count makes me feel better about myself**
"I'd nail any one of these broads like the son of God to the cross.." C. Hero
"Then a man and a woman do a special hug, which feels good depending on the size of the man's hands wrapped consensually around your neck" F. Love
"Sorry Clara, but your vagina is dead meat... flaps" C. Hero
"Just stick it in me already, even if you're just looking for a place to pee." T. Braunstein
"Foxxy love played at the special olympics and those kids have hearts as big as their oversized foreheads." F. Love
"She was more useless that a mexican in a work-ethic powered car." P. Clara
"And now we've arrived at the most important rose ceremony since the jews voted to crucify our lord and savior." S. Hamm
"There's lots of ways to make a baby. There's kissing, there's sex, and there's finding one in the dumpster after prom." T. Braunstein
"We'll always have paris. Which is what we called it when I smashed his penis with a lead model of the eiffel tower." F. Love
"I don't speak blackanese." C. Hero
"Well, that's just dangerous. As dangerous as denying the holocaust, or slavery, or the playful advances of your shop teacher." S. Hamm
"Really? That's how people get tumours? I thought jesus gave people tumours for marrying outside of their race." P. Clara
"Boy those muslims are kooky. Have you read that koran? It's mostly just knock-knock jokes." C. Hero
"What do you people like to be called again? Mammy, topsy, shvartza, african-american?" P. Clara
"Thanks to anorexia, everyone's a winner." X. P. Wiffelbottom
yes...
thats all of em... such a funny show (funny in the offensive way... I can't stress that enough...)
**please note that this post is because I feel I have been lacking in the posts in recent weeks and adding to my post count makes me feel better about myself**
"I'd nail any one of these broads like the son of God to the cross.." C. Hero
"Then a man and a woman do a special hug, which feels good depending on the size of the man's hands wrapped consensually around your neck" F. Love
"Sorry Clara, but your vagina is dead meat... flaps" C. Hero
"Just stick it in me already, even if you're just looking for a place to pee." T. Braunstein
"Foxxy love played at the special olympics and those kids have hearts as big as their oversized foreheads." F. Love
"She was more useless that a mexican in a work-ethic powered car." P. Clara
"And now we've arrived at the most important rose ceremony since the jews voted to crucify our lord and savior." S. Hamm
"There's lots of ways to make a baby. There's kissing, there's sex, and there's finding one in the dumpster after prom." T. Braunstein
"We'll always have paris. Which is what we called it when I smashed his penis with a lead model of the eiffel tower." F. Love
"I don't speak blackanese." C. Hero
"Well, that's just dangerous. As dangerous as denying the holocaust, or slavery, or the playful advances of your shop teacher." S. Hamm
"Really? That's how people get tumours? I thought jesus gave people tumours for marrying outside of their race." P. Clara
"Boy those muslims are kooky. Have you read that koran? It's mostly just knock-knock jokes." C. Hero
"What do you people like to be called again? Mammy, topsy, shvartza, african-american?" P. Clara
"Thanks to anorexia, everyone's a winner." X. P. Wiffelbottom
yes...
thats all of em... such a funny show (funny in the offensive way... I can't stress that enough...)
Thursday, February 09, 2006
Bleh
Soooo...
Just to get it off my chest:
Choosing between friendship and work. I know I would like to think "friendship is much more important" and in most cases it is. But in the case of something really trivial friendshipwise, but quite important job wise, I can assure you preference is going to be towards work. Now, when you combine the fact that it's a much more important work issue with the fact that my job isn't the one making me choose, the chances of me choosing the friendship side are slim to none...
So if you're reading this, this is the answer I jumped around: I will not look the other way and risk my job, and I resent the fact that you would even ask me to do as such.
*phew*
So this week is ending up being rather uneventful. I adopted a new high school student so he could sign up for a gym membership (his parents and/or guardians are out of town and he needed someone over the age of 18 to sign for him)...
That was a fun trek across the city...
Drunk people are as drunk as ever... Some more than I've seen in a long time...
but at least they weren't loud tonight. Rod will be happy I didn't feel the need to wake him up (we decided as an RA team that Rod should be on the next drunk patrole, in order to instil the fear of god upon their mortal souls)...
Yes... So now Im just wasting time before class... I slept too much yesterday, and am done sleeping for tongiht, me thinks... So here I sit...
perhaps I shall sleep some more... I'll probibly just end up playing games until class...
I'm hungry...
Just to get it off my chest:
Choosing between friendship and work. I know I would like to think "friendship is much more important" and in most cases it is. But in the case of something really trivial friendshipwise, but quite important job wise, I can assure you preference is going to be towards work. Now, when you combine the fact that it's a much more important work issue with the fact that my job isn't the one making me choose, the chances of me choosing the friendship side are slim to none...
So if you're reading this, this is the answer I jumped around: I will not look the other way and risk my job, and I resent the fact that you would even ask me to do as such.
*phew*
So this week is ending up being rather uneventful. I adopted a new high school student so he could sign up for a gym membership (his parents and/or guardians are out of town and he needed someone over the age of 18 to sign for him)...
That was a fun trek across the city...
Drunk people are as drunk as ever... Some more than I've seen in a long time...
but at least they weren't loud tonight. Rod will be happy I didn't feel the need to wake him up (we decided as an RA team that Rod should be on the next drunk patrole, in order to instil the fear of god upon their mortal souls)...
Yes... So now Im just wasting time before class... I slept too much yesterday, and am done sleeping for tongiht, me thinks... So here I sit...
perhaps I shall sleep some more... I'll probibly just end up playing games until class...
I'm hungry...
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
Monday, February 06, 2006
Who's the Next Hitler?
I try to keep myself read up on world news... and i found this quite humourous... But it left me confused...
Who is really the next hitler?
Is it the socialist leader of an anti-american government?
Rumsfeld compares Venezuela's Chavez to Hitler
Or could it the the facist leader of one of the most corrupt governments in the western world?
Chavez says Bush worse than Hitler
Or there is always the ever popular pseudo-theocracy posing as a legitimat government?
Iran threat like Hitler: Merkel
(the chancellor of germany might have made a mistake comparing a ruler of another nation to Hitler to THE PEOPLE OF GERMANY!!! Can someone say BAD TASTE!!!)
I can't really say whos right... But will the real new hitler please stand up...
Who is really the next hitler?
Is it the socialist leader of an anti-american government?
Rumsfeld compares Venezuela's Chavez to Hitler
Or could it the the facist leader of one of the most corrupt governments in the western world?
Chavez says Bush worse than Hitler
Or there is always the ever popular pseudo-theocracy posing as a legitimat government?
Iran threat like Hitler: Merkel
(the chancellor of germany might have made a mistake comparing a ruler of another nation to Hitler to THE PEOPLE OF GERMANY!!! Can someone say BAD TASTE!!!)
I can't really say whos right... But will the real new hitler please stand up...
Friday, February 03, 2006
Tagged
I've been tagged...
(birthday post/review is still in production)
Four Jobs I've Had:
Dishwasher
Biological Analysist
Gas Jockey
Residence Assistant
Four Movies I Can Watch Over and Over Again:
Requiem for a Dream
Saved!
Run Lola Run
Man on Fire
Four Shows I Love:
Drawn Together
Invader Zim
The Brendon Leonard Show
The Daily Show
Four Places I've Vacationed:
Germany
France
UK
Disneyland
Four of My Favourite Dishes:
Cheese Stuffed Tortillini
Chicken Parmesan
Well done steak w/ baked potatoeses
Pirogies (and I dont mean the crap they serve at the cafeteria)
Places I'd Rather Be Right Now:
Madrid
Melbourne
Boston
Montreal
Four Bloggers I am Tagging:
Jenn J
Shannon
Evan
Sharon
(birthday post/review is still in production)
Four Jobs I've Had:
Dishwasher
Biological Analysist
Gas Jockey
Residence Assistant
Four Movies I Can Watch Over and Over Again:
Requiem for a Dream
Saved!
Run Lola Run
Man on Fire
Four Shows I Love:
Drawn Together
Invader Zim
The Brendon Leonard Show
The Daily Show
Four Places I've Vacationed:
Germany
France
UK
Disneyland
Four of My Favourite Dishes:
Cheese Stuffed Tortillini
Chicken Parmesan
Well done steak w/ baked potatoeses
Pirogies (and I dont mean the crap they serve at the cafeteria)
Places I'd Rather Be Right Now:
Madrid
Melbourne
Boston
Montreal
Four Bloggers I am Tagging:
Jenn J
Shannon
Evan
Sharon
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
My Bithday (overdue post)
So my birthday was over a week ago... (as in it ended a week ago, not that its been more than a week... yet) so i figured I should get around to writing this... so you all can keep up with my exploits and revel in my humourous jaded view on life (numerous people have come up to me and asked me why I'm so jaded towards life... I don't think I'm jaded... but they might be right)
Anyways
We decided to go out on tuesday to 'celebrate' my birthday (in as drunken a fashion as possible) so we decided to go to the local 'cheap beer that tastes like donkey ass' joint here in Edmonton... We like to refer to her, affectionately as Ezzies... Don't let the cute pet name trick you... she can be a real bitch when you're drinking...
Anyways...
We arrive plenty early (because it's my birthday, we get a reserved table and free cover...) and I proceed to drink and drink and drink...
I subsequently begin whoring it up in as much of a fashion as I can without doing anything I'm going to regret in the morning (I'd like to think I did a good job, and there was a strong lacking of hand-slap-prints-on-the-face in the morning...)
Yes...
So more drinks, and I pseudo puke (DAMN YOU TEQUILA DAMN YOU TO HELL!!!)... I'd like to think I know myself and my limit, and so I can tell you by the time that tequila shot almost killed me, I was nowhere near my limit... Tequila just doesn't agree to me anymore...
So i head off to the washroom, in preperation of any impeding porcelain goddess worship, but settle on some cold water splashed on the face...
I return just in time for my FAVOURITE part of th night!
LINE DANCING (WOOT WOOT!!!)
I'm not gonna lie, I knew all the moves to al of the songs (except cha cha shuffle or whatever... but he gives the instructions as you go... so I can;t be blamed)
But yes... high light of the line dancing... As I know all the steps, it becomes quite easy to ad lib, or even vary, a few of the steps in order to make the dance slightly more comical... During on of the dances you, hand by hand, touch your own buttocks...
Now... whilst dancing, I notice a friend of mine, with a sense of humour (I mihgt add) is standing in front of me... So when the timing in the dance is such that i am to touch my bottom hand by hand, I in turn touch her bottom, hand by hand...
We laughed... well... I laughed... She might have laughed simply because it was my birthday...
Wehn the dancing ends, and we return to the table, I am informed by one of my friends that I should refrain from doing that move, as another patron of the bar thought my alternative steps were socially acceptable and was performing it on other female patrons...
live and learn I suppose...
The rest of the night was severly enjoyable... including having to scraped one of my friends off the floor (and sending him home in a cab), having one of my friends discover puke on his pants (from an unknown source), random strangers buying me drinks (my liver still appears to be working... and nooone took me home), as well as being able to ring in the start of my b-day with a large group of friends...
Wednesday was pretty uneventful... I never realised how akward it is to stand there while 30 people sing happy birthday to you... Meh...
We went out for dinner that night (after everything had been said and done)... it ended up being a lot pricier than it could have been... And I felt really guilty... I would have paid... i swear...
meh... jerkfaces and their "it's you're birthday!!"
dinner was very enjoyble, and I can revel in the fact that i now know how to get clear blue skies in between my vertibrae....
The rest of my week went by relatively well... I am now doing exercise and yoga every m/w/f... I was really sick and horribly irritible for the weekend... But I would like to think I mostely hid that well...
Oh.. and I stood my ground, and came to a resonable and acceptable agreement in regards to something i believed in...
And now I can officially go on the mission trip...
but yes...
the end (happy belated birthday to me...)
Anyways
We decided to go out on tuesday to 'celebrate' my birthday (in as drunken a fashion as possible) so we decided to go to the local 'cheap beer that tastes like donkey ass' joint here in Edmonton... We like to refer to her, affectionately as Ezzies... Don't let the cute pet name trick you... she can be a real bitch when you're drinking...
Anyways...
We arrive plenty early (because it's my birthday, we get a reserved table and free cover...) and I proceed to drink and drink and drink...
I subsequently begin whoring it up in as much of a fashion as I can without doing anything I'm going to regret in the morning (I'd like to think I did a good job, and there was a strong lacking of hand-slap-prints-on-the-face in the morning...)
Yes...
So more drinks, and I pseudo puke (DAMN YOU TEQUILA DAMN YOU TO HELL!!!)... I'd like to think I know myself and my limit, and so I can tell you by the time that tequila shot almost killed me, I was nowhere near my limit... Tequila just doesn't agree to me anymore...
So i head off to the washroom, in preperation of any impeding porcelain goddess worship, but settle on some cold water splashed on the face...
I return just in time for my FAVOURITE part of th night!
LINE DANCING (WOOT WOOT!!!)
I'm not gonna lie, I knew all the moves to al of the songs (except cha cha shuffle or whatever... but he gives the instructions as you go... so I can;t be blamed)
But yes... high light of the line dancing... As I know all the steps, it becomes quite easy to ad lib, or even vary, a few of the steps in order to make the dance slightly more comical... During on of the dances you, hand by hand, touch your own buttocks...
Now... whilst dancing, I notice a friend of mine, with a sense of humour (I mihgt add) is standing in front of me... So when the timing in the dance is such that i am to touch my bottom hand by hand, I in turn touch her bottom, hand by hand...
We laughed... well... I laughed... She might have laughed simply because it was my birthday...
Wehn the dancing ends, and we return to the table, I am informed by one of my friends that I should refrain from doing that move, as another patron of the bar thought my alternative steps were socially acceptable and was performing it on other female patrons...
live and learn I suppose...
The rest of the night was severly enjoyable... including having to scraped one of my friends off the floor (and sending him home in a cab), having one of my friends discover puke on his pants (from an unknown source), random strangers buying me drinks (my liver still appears to be working... and nooone took me home), as well as being able to ring in the start of my b-day with a large group of friends...
Wednesday was pretty uneventful... I never realised how akward it is to stand there while 30 people sing happy birthday to you... Meh...
We went out for dinner that night (after everything had been said and done)... it ended up being a lot pricier than it could have been... And I felt really guilty... I would have paid... i swear...
meh... jerkfaces and their "it's you're birthday!!"
dinner was very enjoyble, and I can revel in the fact that i now know how to get clear blue skies in between my vertibrae....
The rest of my week went by relatively well... I am now doing exercise and yoga every m/w/f... I was really sick and horribly irritible for the weekend... But I would like to think I mostely hid that well...
Oh.. and I stood my ground, and came to a resonable and acceptable agreement in regards to something i believed in...
And now I can officially go on the mission trip...
but yes...
the end (happy belated birthday to me...)
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