Posted: August 16, 2012 in Uncategorized
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I don’t think it’ll quite sink in until I’m actually getting off my plane in San Antonio, but tomorrow is TEXAS TIME! My flight leaves for Chicago at 9:30, but I’m getting to the airport at 6:30 in anticipation of customs (I hope they’re gentle with the gloves)…I should be arriving in TEXAS at 2:39 LOCAL TIME (it sounds more dramatic that way).

In any case, next time I check in, this girl’s gonna be wearin’ a cowboy hat and doing the awkward cowgirl shuffle around tahwn.

Adios, Canada and I’ll see you around Christmas!


P.s. This will be me:


…the scarf of ages.

Posted: August 9, 2012 in Uncategorized
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Once upon a morning dreary, as I wandered weak and weary…I was opening after a really late night, and during the pre-open meeting, my addled brain had hit an impressive speedbump that I like to call SEVERE ADD. Instead of actively participating in the meeting, I was staring off at the various shiny things on display in the store (ooh, NEW PRODUCT!) and a certain glorious thing caught my eye…THE SCARF OF AGES. There was nothing about this scarf that was not the most perfect thing that I had laid eyes on. BUT ALAS! The price made my wallet weep. Its delightful stripes, those sultry tones of blue (or something) called to me every day, but I was determined to out-immigrant Chapters. The price started dropping, and I started creeping around the scarf table in hopes of seeing a sticker signalling a further discount. This was the moment at which I realized I have become my mother.

Anyway, today, I walked into the store on a mission…a GLORIOUS MISSION. I was to buy the scarf after my shift. No word of a lie, that was the thing I was most excited about today. I don’t know what that says about my existence, but I’m just going to claim that I’m charming and back away slowly.


…and someone said money can’t buy happiness. They just clearly haven’t found a material good capable of bringing them as much joy as this scarf brings me. Again, my life. I also picked up Martian Chronicles by Ray Bradbury, as I have yet to read it (BLASPHEMY), and a small Schleich giraffe.

…do we sense a theme?

But anyhow, now that I’ve received all of my TTU paperwork, I am entirely ready for Texas, from a bureaucratic standpoint. I am going to go pack some things…or read. But mostly read.


…nine days left!

Posted: August 8, 2012 in Uncategorized

After I got in from my run this morning, I checked my calendar and realized I have seven work days left, and nine total days left in this lovely city. I never realized how soon my departure date was, and I got really excited when it hit me…next Friday, I’m going to be in Texas! Almost all of my paperwork is done, and now I’m just waiting to get all my medical info and my I-20 in the mail. In any case, there will be a few more posts littered with unnecessary exclamation marks between now and the 17th; I may even have a freakout or two while packing (I should probably start that)!

I think I’m going to go make some lists to calm my mind…or maybe grab my markers and get at my colouring book (yes, I have one).


P.s. This has to be the greatest Olympic ad ever. Go Canada!

…guess who’s gonna be a Red Raider?!

Posted: July 21, 2012 in Uncategorized
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Well, I won’t be playing on any sports teams, but I got into Texas Tech, and will be moving down to Lubbock in less than a month! I’m still not entirely sure that I am aware of how big a change this will be, or if I have even processed the MOVING TO TEXAS part…

This is the most awkward possible photo angle for campus.

In any case, I’ll actually try to update my blog weekly to chronicle all the shenanigans (studying) and culture shock while I fight the urge to develop a Southern twang. I won’t always guarantee lulz or correct grammar/sentence structure, but it will be honest and quite possibly insane. COLLEGE FOOTBALL, ANYONE?!


I will write more things as I draw closer to T-Day!


Current Book: Dan Fesperman – The Small Boat of Great Sorrows

…whoo, it’s been awhile!

Posted: April 6, 2012 in Uncategorized

As the title suggests, it has been an extraordinarily long time since I’ve posted. There have been many occasions that I’ve sat down to write something, and every time, I came up short. See, it’s happening again. Every time that something notable happens, I want to write about it, and when I put it off, more things happen, making it impossible to actually remember and report back accurately. ANYWAY, I wanted to set the ball rolling again, with respect to blogging, and what better way to get back into it than by posting a poem!

I read excerpts of this poem in Ally Condie’s YA dystopian romance “Matched,” and FINALLY found the thing using the wonders of the internets. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do!

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

–Dylan Thomas

I promise to post things of actual significance from here on out, but I have to start up somewhere, right?

…at any German airport.

Case in point:

I have a problem.

For the record, I also own two generations of their jersey. I was terrifyingly close to buying more paraphernalia, but my little brother stopped me.

I’ve been baaaad…

Posted: August 11, 2011 in Uncategorized
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I fully set out on this trip mid-July convinced that I’d be blogging daily; if not posting with that frequency, then at least writing entries. As you may or may not have noticed, I wrote an entry for the day we traveled and then promptly fell off the face of the Earth. I feel kinda bad for promising shenanigans and not delivering, but then again, I was too busy enjoying the glories this continent has to offer. I took tons of photos, ate obscene amounts of food, and as I sit here in Zagreb, the city I hope to move back to in the future, I realize how great this trip really was. It’s easy to get overwhelmed when you spend 80% of your time on the go, but it’s a fair tradeoff for all the ground that you cover!

A Pass in the Dolomites

Sometimes, I feel that going to Europe yearly will somehow lessen its charms and its beauty, but it’s quite the opposite. The more I return, the more there is to explore; the more thoroughly I can experience everything. After a while, you become less of a green tourist and learn your way around and how the locals behave; cities like Venezia and Makarska become familiar and comfortable. Landmarks, road signs, highway stretches and rest stops are no longer new; they’re inside jokes, distance markers, the next available bite to eat.

View from our apartment in Makarska

My brother will ask to stop at a particular bakery because he knows the burek there is baked right about the time we’re out, my mother, a cafe with just the perfect cappuccino. My dad will sit on that bench because the internet signal is strongest there and I will casually herd my family towards the gelateria with the hazelnuttiest nocciola. Grey areas on maps slowly gain colour and tie to associations. This is truly where my heart lies, and where I feel that I’m home.

Sunrise in Germany

Tomorrow, we are driving to München, where we will stay one night, and fly out the following morning. When I return, there will be things aplenty to do, but I will post a rehash of all the excellent adventures, day-by-day, with photos! It will be nice to get back to my normal routine, though, as fun as global adventuring is…I’ve missed my goons, volleyball & the gym and food that doesn’t make me obese (I know, I know).

In any case, I should get off to bed and relax a bit, though I know I’ll end up watching the Germany vs. Brazil game on the telly…ich liebe die Mannschaft!

Bis später!