Today my public speaking prof gave an official lecture on how to be entertaining. She outlined different types of humor on the board and gave us examples of each. Never knew being funny could be so formal.
If anyone can give a lecture on being funny:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z-ap5Fp2T6c
Been watching Ethan Hawke's Hamlet in English. Soo awesome. How come out of the 5 versions of Hamlet Mrs ouellette showed us this one never made the cut? it makes hamlet sexy;) mmm ethan hawke.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-YHMYkUrV7A
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Let It Snow Let It Snow Let It sNOO
so there i was in english absent mindedly staring out the window when- noo,is that? are those little white flakes? yes, yes ladies and gentlemen it was snowing. november 5th and the snow has begun- the white fluffs were coming down in all their glory. it was quite amusing to witness the people outside scurrying to find shelter.
it hasnt snowed since but after being informed waterloo is in 'the snow belt of ontario' i figure it's only a matter of time. oh well i bought myself a cute polar bear snow hat, or tuque? i've been learning all these canadian phrases people in windsor apparently pass by. the majority are actually quite annoying. im sure ive blogged about 'pASStah' before...
anyways its a quiet weekend here at south e. everyone went back home, or on a spontaneous trip to montreal. hopefully the lack of distractions will able me to finish- *ahem start*- my essay. so far i've managed to waste most of the day though so who knows. for the curious i will probably be returning either the 4th,5th,or 6th of december and be around for a couple of days before i leave again to write my exams.
Song Recommendations:
1. tickle me pink- johnny flynn
2. hello seattle- owl city
3. never had nobody like you- m.ward ft zooey deschanel
4. send me on my way- rusted root *its from matilda:)
and, of course,
5.let it snow- frank sinatra
movie recommendations:
1.darjeeling unlimited
2.turtles can fly
3.saved!
until next time
it hasnt snowed since but after being informed waterloo is in 'the snow belt of ontario' i figure it's only a matter of time. oh well i bought myself a cute polar bear snow hat, or tuque? i've been learning all these canadian phrases people in windsor apparently pass by. the majority are actually quite annoying. im sure ive blogged about 'pASStah' before...
anyways its a quiet weekend here at south e. everyone went back home, or on a spontaneous trip to montreal. hopefully the lack of distractions will able me to finish- *ahem start*- my essay. so far i've managed to waste most of the day though so who knows. for the curious i will probably be returning either the 4th,5th,or 6th of december and be around for a couple of days before i leave again to write my exams.
Song Recommendations:
1. tickle me pink- johnny flynn
2. hello seattle- owl city
3. never had nobody like you- m.ward ft zooey deschanel
4. send me on my way- rusted root *its from matilda:)
and, of course,
5.let it snow- frank sinatra
movie recommendations:
1.darjeeling unlimited
2.turtles can fly
3.saved!
until next time
Friday, October 23, 2009
'A' Philosophy Quote
So i just got back my first philosophy essay. It was a product of 4 hours of work and a quick dash through the rain to hand it in right before the deadline. Some how my hard work garnered me an 'A'. Here's just one of the insightful thoughts I touched upon...
"The possession of a soul is the reason we live on a higher playing field than those stupid geese that rely purely on animal instinct. It keeps us subject from the cold fatalism of the physical world and allows us to escape mortality, because unlike those stupid geese that will just disappear one day, our souls will live on. We are invincible!"
The word combination of 'stupid geese' really secured my mark I guess. The Rocky sounding 'We are invincible' was found to be quite deep as well... Also managed to reference tuna fish sandwiches twice.
"The possession of a soul is the reason we live on a higher playing field than those stupid geese that rely purely on animal instinct. It keeps us subject from the cold fatalism of the physical world and allows us to escape mortality, because unlike those stupid geese that will just disappear one day, our souls will live on. We are invincible!"
The word combination of 'stupid geese' really secured my mark I guess. The Rocky sounding 'We are invincible' was found to be quite deep as well... Also managed to reference tuna fish sandwiches twice.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Smelt My Home for the First Time
Home is a place you grow up wanting to leave, and grow old wanting to get back to. ~John Ed Pearce
Holidays have that way of bringing you back. Not just back to the physical homestead like in my case but they bring memories too. Snuggling up on the same old couch with the fire blazing and the movie on the same way you did when you were 5,10, and 15. Holidays have some sort of constant about them, same meal with the same people in the same place. That's why when someone dies its the roughest during the holidays, the constance is disturbed, its tainted. The memories flood back like normal but they don't bring a safety they bring sorrow.
Today was the first day I've really appreciated the holidays since I was probably 11 or 12. Once my family started getting smaller and the magic of santa and the easter bunny had vanished so did my appreciation for the holidays. It was basically the same as every other day of the year with the same people in the same place. I no longer wanted to be surprised with presents I stressed about my parents deviation from my prepared list. But now that I've been gone, and its only been a month so far, I've returned home with a new thankfulness. I longed for my room, my books, my ugly but comfy clothes, sitting at the dinner table with a bednight bowl of miniwheats, watching jay leno with my mom, my music (with a roommate listening to music is a whole different game), CHEESE!, cheese and crackers... i didn't even realize how much my body ached for this familarity until I walked through my door. Strangest thing, when i walked through my door I smelt my house for the first time. you know how when you visit a person's house and it has a specific smell and how you were always convinced your house didnt smell like anything even after your friends told you otherwise. well i smelled my house today and it smelt like home:) just being with my family has been a nostalgia trip, events as recent as the summer already have that nostalgic air to them after being in a completely different world for a month. i hadn't really experienced any homesickness but when i saw my mom and sister jump of of the car screaming my name friday night i realized that i did miss them, yes even carly. i'm now looking forward to the same meal with the same people in the same place. i am finally thankful for that constance.
Happy Thanksgiving everybody!
(sorry to my lactose intolerant readers, it was a bit cheesy)
(what? i dont have to be sarcastic alll thee timme)
Holidays have that way of bringing you back. Not just back to the physical homestead like in my case but they bring memories too. Snuggling up on the same old couch with the fire blazing and the movie on the same way you did when you were 5,10, and 15. Holidays have some sort of constant about them, same meal with the same people in the same place. That's why when someone dies its the roughest during the holidays, the constance is disturbed, its tainted. The memories flood back like normal but they don't bring a safety they bring sorrow.
Today was the first day I've really appreciated the holidays since I was probably 11 or 12. Once my family started getting smaller and the magic of santa and the easter bunny had vanished so did my appreciation for the holidays. It was basically the same as every other day of the year with the same people in the same place. I no longer wanted to be surprised with presents I stressed about my parents deviation from my prepared list. But now that I've been gone, and its only been a month so far, I've returned home with a new thankfulness. I longed for my room, my books, my ugly but comfy clothes, sitting at the dinner table with a bednight bowl of miniwheats, watching jay leno with my mom, my music (with a roommate listening to music is a whole different game), CHEESE!, cheese and crackers... i didn't even realize how much my body ached for this familarity until I walked through my door. Strangest thing, when i walked through my door I smelt my house for the first time. you know how when you visit a person's house and it has a specific smell and how you were always convinced your house didnt smell like anything even after your friends told you otherwise. well i smelled my house today and it smelt like home:) just being with my family has been a nostalgia trip, events as recent as the summer already have that nostalgic air to them after being in a completely different world for a month. i hadn't really experienced any homesickness but when i saw my mom and sister jump of of the car screaming my name friday night i realized that i did miss them, yes even carly. i'm now looking forward to the same meal with the same people in the same place. i am finally thankful for that constance.
Happy Thanksgiving everybody!
(sorry to my lactose intolerant readers, it was a bit cheesy)
(what? i dont have to be sarcastic alll thee timme)
Monday, October 5, 2009
Can't Escape My Past
Spotted: Trevor roaming around campus munching on a bag of chips, hair blowing in the wind...
Also walked through a block through the pouring rain to visit Katie and the windsor girl's soccer team. I played soccer with katie since we were 8 years old on acucaps industry's unlimited now there she is all grown up and playing uni soccer:) felt like a proud mom...a proud mom that also felt a tinge of envy. for the first time was regretful about not playing uni soccer, o well. btw windsor and waterloo ended up tying 4-4, not sure where my loyalities lie on that topic.
i've learned my blog title couldnt be more fitting for living in waterloo since it rains every day here. even this self proclaimed rain lover is growing tired of wet jeans and snuffy noses.
note: living in close quarters with 50 other ppl is great for cold and flu season, pretty sure im on my third round of this same cold. its oh so cute how everyone keeps infecting one another.
in other news, 100 on my first english assignment- apparently i really grasped the underlying meaning of little red riding hood (its all about sex and death people-everything is about sex and death)
wrote my first midterm for economics on friday and i think it went really well. wasn't sure about 3 questions but other than that supa easy so hopefully i 90'd that shit up
watched freedom writers and cried, now i want to be the inspiring english teacher to gang kids and drug lords. but seriously good movie, and seriously good potential occupaysh
went to sobeys, felt super adultish and important buying my own mini wheats and milk:)
right now im currently procrastinating reading riddley walker. heres an excerpt:
"He done the reqwyrt he ternt and stood anf clattert his teef and made his rush and there we wer then"
This is what literature is meant to be....
-Anthony Burgess
i don't know who this anthony character is but someone send him some better books!
oh and in case you didn't figure it out, reqwyrt is required
that is all
see you all at thanksgiving!!
xoxo vanessa girl
Also walked through a block through the pouring rain to visit Katie and the windsor girl's soccer team. I played soccer with katie since we were 8 years old on acucaps industry's unlimited now there she is all grown up and playing uni soccer:) felt like a proud mom...a proud mom that also felt a tinge of envy. for the first time was regretful about not playing uni soccer, o well. btw windsor and waterloo ended up tying 4-4, not sure where my loyalities lie on that topic.
i've learned my blog title couldnt be more fitting for living in waterloo since it rains every day here. even this self proclaimed rain lover is growing tired of wet jeans and snuffy noses.
note: living in close quarters with 50 other ppl is great for cold and flu season, pretty sure im on my third round of this same cold. its oh so cute how everyone keeps infecting one another.
in other news, 100 on my first english assignment- apparently i really grasped the underlying meaning of little red riding hood (its all about sex and death people-everything is about sex and death)
wrote my first midterm for economics on friday and i think it went really well. wasn't sure about 3 questions but other than that supa easy so hopefully i 90'd that shit up
watched freedom writers and cried, now i want to be the inspiring english teacher to gang kids and drug lords. but seriously good movie, and seriously good potential occupaysh
went to sobeys, felt super adultish and important buying my own mini wheats and milk:)
right now im currently procrastinating reading riddley walker. heres an excerpt:
"He done the reqwyrt he ternt and stood anf clattert his teef and made his rush and there we wer then"
This is what literature is meant to be....
-Anthony Burgess
i don't know who this anthony character is but someone send him some better books!
oh and in case you didn't figure it out, reqwyrt is required
that is all
see you all at thanksgiving!!
xoxo vanessa girl
Sunday, September 20, 2009
The Laundry Conundrum
co⋅nun⋅drum [kuh-nuhn-druhm]
–noun
1. a riddle, the answer to which involves a pun or play on words, as What is black and white and read all over? A newspaper.
2. anything that puzzles
ok so doing laundry wasn't a conundrum a at all, i just thought it'd make a good title. well on second thought it was a little bit puzzling. let me tell you all about it...
so i put off doing laundry as long as i possibly could until i found myself wearing sweat pants and a white shirt with a navy bra underneath. it was time. so i sorted my clothes into lights and darks and put the whites into a white bag and the darks in a dark bag (to avoid confusion) (ok upon opening the bags i would know which are darks and light, regardless...). i grabbed my ultra surf laundry detergent some frabic softener sheets and bravely headed over to the laundramat. there i was standing alone before all new territory, i let the drama of the situation take me over and i continued to stand in the doorway staring at the machines for a good three minutes. i found two good washing machines, carefully poured a cup of detergent in each, threw in my clothes and hoped for the best. i washed my clothes swish around, is anyone looking at my underwear? o well they're sexy underwear anyway. after 15mins of watching my clothes circulate i got bored. know what the best way to cure boredom is- read economics of course(L) so as my clothes finished self cleaning themselves i read about production possibility curves, opportunity cost, and 1848 (the year america came of age). economics>poptarts, not to mention studying it will make you rich.
-interrupt this blog for an important news bulletin-
apparently this guy on my floor richard has found my blog. lets make him feel uncomfortable.
hmm the recent news bulletin has thrown me off my game. ok i'll try to resume. since i wasn't in the mood to be environmentally friendly i opted for the dryer instead of the clothesline. FUN FACT: you dont have to seperate colours while drying clothes. Yes, buck saved!
-omg richard just quoted me
so then my clothes were dry and smelling nice. Laundry 0 Vanessa 1. victory!
since i never update, other interesting tidbits
-saw ill scarlett, was right i mean RIGHT infront of the lead singer, he took my hand and held it up for an awkward amount of time. i let go cause it was an awkward amount of time. met them after, got autographs and pics.
-english prof references gilmore girls first day of class, great way to make a good first impression
-had a floor tea party
-floor movie night: Slappy and the Stinkers (youtube that shit)
-won soccer scholarship HELL YA
that is all
–noun
1. a riddle, the answer to which involves a pun or play on words, as What is black and white and read all over? A newspaper.
2. anything that puzzles
ok so doing laundry wasn't a conundrum a at all, i just thought it'd make a good title. well on second thought it was a little bit puzzling. let me tell you all about it...
so i put off doing laundry as long as i possibly could until i found myself wearing sweat pants and a white shirt with a navy bra underneath. it was time. so i sorted my clothes into lights and darks and put the whites into a white bag and the darks in a dark bag (to avoid confusion) (ok upon opening the bags i would know which are darks and light, regardless...). i grabbed my ultra surf laundry detergent some frabic softener sheets and bravely headed over to the laundramat. there i was standing alone before all new territory, i let the drama of the situation take me over and i continued to stand in the doorway staring at the machines for a good three minutes. i found two good washing machines, carefully poured a cup of detergent in each, threw in my clothes and hoped for the best. i washed my clothes swish around, is anyone looking at my underwear? o well they're sexy underwear anyway. after 15mins of watching my clothes circulate i got bored. know what the best way to cure boredom is- read economics of course(L) so as my clothes finished self cleaning themselves i read about production possibility curves, opportunity cost, and 1848 (the year america came of age). economics>poptarts, not to mention studying it will make you rich.
-interrupt this blog for an important news bulletin-
apparently this guy on my floor richard has found my blog. lets make him feel uncomfortable.
hmm the recent news bulletin has thrown me off my game. ok i'll try to resume. since i wasn't in the mood to be environmentally friendly i opted for the dryer instead of the clothesline. FUN FACT: you dont have to seperate colours while drying clothes. Yes, buck saved!
-omg richard just quoted me
so then my clothes were dry and smelling nice. Laundry 0 Vanessa 1. victory!
since i never update, other interesting tidbits
-saw ill scarlett, was right i mean RIGHT infront of the lead singer, he took my hand and held it up for an awkward amount of time. i let go cause it was an awkward amount of time. met them after, got autographs and pics.
-english prof references gilmore girls first day of class, great way to make a good first impression
-had a floor tea party
-floor movie night: Slappy and the Stinkers (youtube that shit)
-won soccer scholarship HELL YA
that is all
Monday, September 14, 2009
The Adventure Continues
Just got back from my first day of classes- well class in my case. Today I only had a 20 minute introductory philosophy course so it was a nice easy way to make the transition from frosh week to actual school.
A recap of the second half of frosh week goes as follows:
Thursday was Monte Carlo night. The girls all wore cocktail dresses and the boys nice button up shirts. It's tradition for the engineering frosh to dye themselves purple (why? God only knows...), the purple skin went great with the red, yellow, and black outfits. That of course is a joke. It looked ridic. Monte Carlo was a lot of fun. There were casino games up stairs giving birth to my newfound roulette addiction. Roulette is the game when you guess where the ball is going to land on the spinning wheel. I swear I should go pro. This one guys spins were so predictable it was barely a gamble. Damn Miss blondie took the shift over and she was less dependable but it was still fun. The blackjack tables were intense, in a school of all mathies I'm sure you can imagine, but I held my own and made some "money". Hopefullythe festivities won't turn me into one of those crazies that wear diapers to the casino so they don't have to leave there slots for a pee break. There was also a dance that was crazy and sweaty. I touched my friends tie and IT was soaked. A tie! They don't even have direct contact to the body. After some dancing and stuff we went downstairs to the bomber to watch some local bands play. They were great. Very unique too, a drummer was also the singer in one band. Another incorporated a trumpet player, the keyboard, and had two singers: a guy and a girl.
Friday was a very interesting day. All week we had been doing group activities with our facaulty- I was a Chocolateer. We were supposed to wear the same brown shirt all week to the events but I didn't want to put on a sweaty shirt twice so instead I wore normal clothes and made myself a badge identifying myself. When I say badge I mean a crude piece of paper with "team chocolate" scribbled across it. Underneath I wrote in brackets "not team brown". I arrived late that day, without a shirt so it came as quite the surprise when I was so warmly greeted. The frosh leaders saw my badge and started dying of laughing giving me high-fives all over the place. They continued to bring up the badge well into the week. Hilariously enough this lead to my honourable mention as a Super Frosh aka most spirited. Yes the girl who wasn't even spirited enough to wear her frosh day shirt won an award. lol:) Later that night I went on a wild goose hunt for parties. The first was behind some random trees so I guess that means I have now went to a bush party. After I wandered around Waterloo with some people I had just met to this random house party. Five minutes after arriving the police came and broke it up. I always imagined police breaking up a party to be the big scary thing, but they basically just casually strolled about and I casually left. So that was that day.
*remember all spelling mistakes are artistic expression;)
The next morning I was awokened to people banging on my door to go to the football game. I donned my best black and gold (a black tshirt, jeans, and yellow headband) and headed on over. It was quickly made evident that Waterloo is an academic school- the football team, not so great. It was still fun though. That night was the toga party. I had planned to wear Brittney's halloween costume but everyone was just wrapping their bedsheets so I followed suit. My toga was pink and I pimped it out with a black belt so I was looking pretty kickin. Someone took pics so I'm sure you will all seen soon enough;). The toga party was another dance. I've never been much of a go to dance kinda girl but I'm getting used to it now. I'd even go so far as saying they're *gasp* enjoyable.
Well that wraps up frosh week. It was a lot of fun- so fun I'm considering being a frosh leader next year. Hmm maybe I'm more spirited than I think. That's all for today. I'm off for some tea and philosophy.
A recap of the second half of frosh week goes as follows:
Thursday was Monte Carlo night. The girls all wore cocktail dresses and the boys nice button up shirts. It's tradition for the engineering frosh to dye themselves purple (why? God only knows...), the purple skin went great with the red, yellow, and black outfits. That of course is a joke. It looked ridic. Monte Carlo was a lot of fun. There were casino games up stairs giving birth to my newfound roulette addiction. Roulette is the game when you guess where the ball is going to land on the spinning wheel. I swear I should go pro. This one guys spins were so predictable it was barely a gamble. Damn Miss blondie took the shift over and she was less dependable but it was still fun. The blackjack tables were intense, in a school of all mathies I'm sure you can imagine, but I held my own and made some "money". Hopefullythe festivities won't turn me into one of those crazies that wear diapers to the casino so they don't have to leave there slots for a pee break. There was also a dance that was crazy and sweaty. I touched my friends tie and IT was soaked. A tie! They don't even have direct contact to the body. After some dancing and stuff we went downstairs to the bomber to watch some local bands play. They were great. Very unique too, a drummer was also the singer in one band. Another incorporated a trumpet player, the keyboard, and had two singers: a guy and a girl.
Friday was a very interesting day. All week we had been doing group activities with our facaulty- I was a Chocolateer. We were supposed to wear the same brown shirt all week to the events but I didn't want to put on a sweaty shirt twice so instead I wore normal clothes and made myself a badge identifying myself. When I say badge I mean a crude piece of paper with "team chocolate" scribbled across it. Underneath I wrote in brackets "not team brown". I arrived late that day, without a shirt so it came as quite the surprise when I was so warmly greeted. The frosh leaders saw my badge and started dying of laughing giving me high-fives all over the place. They continued to bring up the badge well into the week. Hilariously enough this lead to my honourable mention as a Super Frosh aka most spirited. Yes the girl who wasn't even spirited enough to wear her frosh day shirt won an award. lol:) Later that night I went on a wild goose hunt for parties. The first was behind some random trees so I guess that means I have now went to a bush party. After I wandered around Waterloo with some people I had just met to this random house party. Five minutes after arriving the police came and broke it up. I always imagined police breaking up a party to be the big scary thing, but they basically just casually strolled about and I casually left. So that was that day.
*remember all spelling mistakes are artistic expression;)
The next morning I was awokened to people banging on my door to go to the football game. I donned my best black and gold (a black tshirt, jeans, and yellow headband) and headed on over. It was quickly made evident that Waterloo is an academic school- the football team, not so great. It was still fun though. That night was the toga party. I had planned to wear Brittney's halloween costume but everyone was just wrapping their bedsheets so I followed suit. My toga was pink and I pimped it out with a black belt so I was looking pretty kickin. Someone took pics so I'm sure you will all seen soon enough;). The toga party was another dance. I've never been much of a go to dance kinda girl but I'm getting used to it now. I'd even go so far as saying they're *gasp* enjoyable.
Well that wraps up frosh week. It was a lot of fun- so fun I'm considering being a frosh leader next year. Hmm maybe I'm more spirited than I think. That's all for today. I'm off for some tea and philosophy.
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