me, i want a hula hoop

i can't believe it's the big b-d and i'm not out shopping. i think i might be sick. either that, or i'm going to be out all day and night tomorrow, so my mom doesn't want to go today. i really hope i'm not missing out on great things. oooh, i'm getting the shakes and going through withdrawl from lack of spending money i don't have.

i hope everyone's christmas was as warm and fun as mine, and i also hope that everyone ate way too much, just like me. i got some awesome gifts *hello - fraggle rock season one on dvd - the best!* and i hope santa was good to everyone else as well.

the rain from last night has finally turned into snow, and looking out my window here it is hard to tell where the white on the neighbours roof turns into the white of the clouds in the sky - it's totally weird. my goal today is to stay in my pj's as long as possible, and finish as much of my book as possible. i'm reading my first oprah's book club book - 'a million little pieces' by james frey. it's very good so far, so as of page 135, i recommend it.

well, i'm off to lounge. happy boxing day to everyone!

finally!

things are falling into place! my mind has been like scrambled eggs, ever since i had to get up at 4am to fly out to this soggy city we call ottawa. it's like spring roads here, with slop everywhere, combined with piles of snow, grey cloudy skies, and warm air. it's so weird. it doesn't know if it wants to rain or snow. and personally, i could care less, because all my body wants to do is nap.

but, after all that, the interviews i had went well, and i got a job offer yesterday! yay to backup plans if residencies don't pan out. however, after that interview i had with the ottawa hospital, there is nothing i want more than that job. i think things went well, and i'm crossing my fingers that out of the thirty applicants they're interviewing, i'll be one of the five they pick.

i caught up on some emails i had to write this afternoon (got another residency interview, this one in victoria), and some paperwork for the four days that i'll be working over the holidays. can you belive that for four stinking days, i have to do paperwork through HR? can't they just pay me under the table? i even have to go see occupational health and safety again. no, i don't have tb, i won't even see a patient, so just leave me the heck alone! i'm not going to give anyone syphyllis or something, so for those four days i'll be in the hospital, do you think it's really worth your time to talk to me? sheesh.

now, since it's the 23rd, i'm going to start my christmas shopping today. as well, since i've been here for two days, i might also start unpacking. minor details, folks, minor details. the important thing is that i had the chance to watch madagascar last night, and pee my pants. that shizzle was funny. but then again, i'm secretly an 8-year-old trapped in a 22-year-old body.

i heart vodka

tonight was much to fun. i have lots of hipster and gangster pictures, but they must be posted later, when i am not so inable to do so...and mostly not so floppy.

i have a new crush, who i played rock-paper-scissors with. i won most of the time. and he is too cute for words. well, he isn't too cute for words, but he's dang cute. i think i want to wrap him up, put him under my tree, and give him to myself for christmas. just to prove that it's meant to be: we know each other's sign language, without even practicing. me, j *crush boy* and erin managed to set up a trifector of wet-willies on roommate m. it was awesome. it will go down in history, as the best wet-willy attack of december 19th, 2005.

then, i came home, ate a quesidilla, had a good heart to heart with the roomies, almost ordered pizza, and now, after a long discussion about how to deal with stupid ottawa boys, it is time to pass out in my bed for the last time in the next three months.

finally: i love dancing to the scissor sisters 'take your mamma out', i love taking random boys wallets as collateral so they don't steal you camera while they take pictures of you, and i love smirnoff.

now, to ottawa. no more posts for a few days. so, in honour of me not being around, let's discuss which 90's music icon you wish would come back to cover j'lo's 'jenny from the block'.

i cast my vote for sisquo.

as beck says, 'hell yes'

the residency interview this afternoon went about ten bajillion times better than the friday version. the interviewer was receptive to my answers, was friendly, and seemed genuinely interested in what i had to say. not like the she-devil that i talked to on friday. grr. the thought of that horrible, black, black day makes my blood boil. i hope i can make it to thursday, where i've got interviews double-time. residency in the am, then with ppd in the pm *shawn, am i crazy? i think so*

but, today is joyous. i finished my last exam, and am officially done with final exams for the forseeable future. i'm listening to some kick ass old school tunes (machinehead, basket case, smells like teen spirit, etc...) and plan on going out, getting my drink on, and shaking my tailfeather.

today was all in all a great day, and it should be getting better: i'm going to a bar that has karaoke, so erin will be singing 'filthy and gorgeous' by the scissor sisters. i also plan on packing all my shizzle up and getting excited for actually going back home. for three whole months! plus, one of my classmates who will be in toronto was talking today about coming up to see me for a weekend, which would be fun. i'd show him a big n' rich time.

now that i'm all hyped up about next year i'm going to go run around my apartment singing 'sweet caroline'. too bad i'm home alone. hopefully our neighbours can hear though, so at least someone will appreciate how crazy i am.

booyeah, grama. it's your birthday. *shout out to k-a.e.h. - stay golden...and stay within those speed parameters, you goon*

one day more

one more day of 'applying myself' to my studies before the christmas break. today, i tried to study, but ended up falling asleep about 45 minutes after i got to the library. the funny thing is, i had only really been awake for like 3 hours, and i had slept for about 10 hours the night before. i guess that's just a testament to how stimulating my subject material is.

tonight, i ate far to many goodie rings and chips with miss ky. we had adventures in colouring, and trying to watch metamucil thicken. ahh, the life of two university students trying to avoid work, huh? i'm pretty sure if we had gotten a call from someone saying, 'hey guys! i just painted my house, wanna come watch it dry?' we would have been there in a flash. but me colouring a goth cinderella was much more fun.

the next few days are going to be full of preparations for leaving s'toon, and moving to ottawa for a few months for school. i should remember not to pack too many pairs of shoes, so i'll have an excuse to buy more when i get there. ooh, i'm an evil genius.

well, off to bed to dream of things to look forward over the christmas break: friends, family, shortbread, scrabble, and a new MAC launch on boxing day! yipee!!

i'm spitting fire

you all can still send me twenty dollars. the donald was thisclose to hiring both randall and rebecca, until randall pulled major asshole and declared he was the best and the whole world should bow to him, and his poop doesn't smell.

what a bum hole. i hope he goes to the atlantic city casino and gets pelted with poker chips thrown by toothless angry old women. i hope he realizes he just took away a huge opportunity from rebecca because he has no soul. i hope he grows a sixth finger and is socially outcast.

i am so angry right now that i could drive down to new york city and pants randall. i can't talk about this any more, i'm starting to overheat. and if that keeps up, my skin will melt off. and i need my skin to live.

word up.

holla! to lynnie c.

i have a new obsession. podcasts!! they're like mini-radio shows on your very own ipod. cbc radio 3 has a wicked awesome podcast that plays straight up canadian indie music. it's updated weekly, and from what i've heard, is the shit. you don't need an ipod to get the podcasts - get yourself some itunes and subscribe...it's free, and last time i checked, free things are the best.

something else that seems to be the best was my application for ubc residency programs. i got another interview today, which means i've got four interviews out in lovely bc. booyeah, grandma!

tonight is my three hour tv marathon, followed by a decent night of sleep for once.

omg. i'm listening to my itunes and btk's 'peppy rock' just came on! old school! hoooo hooo hoo hoo hooooo. awwwwwwwwww, here we go now.

remember that video? sesame street, straight up.

think sick like ginger ale

it's 8:26 and feels like 11:26. i've been up for 14.5 hours, and am just passing time until i can go to bed without looking like a complete loser.

today was good - i actually got alot accomplished. wrote a final, got an oil change...and, well that's about it. but any day where i can get two things done is a good day.

oh, and i suppose i also watched 'jackass - the movie' for the first time in like two years. when i went to check it out at the video store, the lady (who was kind of prim and proper to be working in a video store) was all cheery until she had to read what movie i was renting:

"okay, so....jackass, the movie.....*awkward pause and look of confusion....glance from movie case to me and back again*....is due back next wednesday"

too funny.

tomorrow night is the finale of the apprentice. i'll say it here first: i predict the donald hiring both rebecca and randal. now, when i'm right, you can all send me $20. i'll accept cash or personal cheques. please also include a self-addressed stamped envelope so i can return a thank you card to you, where inside i will write a paragraph about how awesome i am.

one week

only one week until i'm back in ottawa relishing in the fact i have no more classes. ever.

a few interesting things have happened during my studies the past few days. i had my first hospital interview yesterday, and it went very well. i think the interviewers were excited about my answers, and mentioned that i was a 'strong candidate'. but that could be like how every band yells, 'you're the best audience ever'.

and i was in the law library last night, and saw ryan malcolm's doppleganger. it was really strange. and kind of reminded me of that time ky and i met ben mulroney. psych!

and finally, i was out trying to get some shopping done the other day, and saw the funniest thing. this dude wearing a shirt that said 'the spirit of christmas' was running around with mistletoe on the end of a long stick, and his friend was trailing him with a video camera. my guess was that they were trying to kiss all the unsuspecting girls. clever, really.

well, this time tomorrow i will be done another exam, and one day closer to being 23. hello mid-life crisis!

ice queen

okay, so if i were an ice cream flavour, i'd be 'pralines and sucks at bowling'. i know i said i'd take pictures, but i forgot the digi-cam at home, so no dice. but, if you can imagine a girl throwing gutter ball after gutter ball, then no pictures are needed.

although my bowling skills are lacking, on the up side, the weather has been so nice here for the past two days. like five and six degrees above zero. too bad the warm weather means rain, which means the roads/sidewalks are pretty much ice rinks. it also means i shuffle along like a grandma, which definitely cuts my coolness factor down about 5.67%. That takes me to an even 84% though, so i'm still aight.

now in other news, i put in the distillers 'coral fang' disc tonight, an album i haven't broken out since the summer. i forgot how good it is! i also forgot how sad i am that 3/4 of the distillers quit the band, and now it's just brode. i suppose now she can call herself the 'distiller', but it just doesn't have the same ring to it. actually, she won't be popping out any albums any time soon, because she'll be popping out the most beautiful rock n' roll baby ever with her seeeexxxxaaay bf josh homme.

finally, and update on the exam today. it wasn't as bad as the worst test i've ever written, but it wasn't stellar. however, things looked up when i accidentally wrote poop instead of poor. snap! i changed it back however, and made myself laugh out loud. as if my classmates didn't think i was crazy before...now they know i am. muwhaaaa. if they only knew. if they only knew.

t'was the night before therapeutics

agh! i am so sick and tired of studying for this dang final i have tomorrow. it feels like i know nothing - because i pretty much do know nothing, but yet i can't get my brain to concentrate anymore.

all it wants to do is watch episodes of sex and the city with the commentary turned on. wtf? it's like my brain has a mind of it's own.

and i also seem to always dig out old photo albums during finals time. perhaps it's because those photos remind me of a time where i was happy and my soul was intact...as opposed to exam time, where i feel like a zombie who's soul has been eaten by something evil.

tomorrow after my exam, i'm going to be running all over to get shizzle done, and i'm not going to think about my other tests. i have to get a b-day shirt made for my friend m that's going to say 'my other shirt is a sweater'. then, i have to go bowling for m's b-day. daaaaang, life sure is tough. then, on sunday i have to wake up for brunch with the crew. i'll take pictures. it will be fun!

well, it's 10:46. and i still need to cram a mexican dumptruck full of info into my pea-sized brain.

but i just look funny

i love seth cohen. and the oc. i won't lie. i think it's the miraculous combination of good music and really cheesy plot lines (plus cute surfer boys) that keeps me going back for more.

my day other than two hours of sitting on my butt infront of the tv was totally benign. i basically just sat on my butt in the library. oh, and then there was that ten minutes where i got lost in the agriculture building trying to figure out how to get to the parkade. yes, that was fun. you think I would have learned from last year? not so much.

on the plus side however, i downloaded the clap your hands say yeah cd from itunes today, and it's grrreat (picture me as tony the tiger saying this. i'm even pushing up my thumb towards the computer screen). if you like indie pop, then you'll love cyhsy like your very own illegitimate child.

oh, and i have finally realized that i am an indie pop addict. the arcade fire, broken social scene, the new pornographers, interpol - hello! it's like i've died and been re-born as a college radio station.

my name is amanda, and i am an indieaholic. mmm...indieahol...

adventures in librarying

if forgot how inspiring spending hours upon hours of time in the library can be. it gives you time to think uninterrupted thoughts, and to stare out the window at bare tree branches and clouds. you know you've spent too much time in a) the library and b) in school when you start to stare at what's written on the desk of your cubicle, and you realize that you know what the person was studying - and all that are written are the first letters of a list and numbers. oh, corticosteroids - how i long for the days of third year when things were uncomplicated.

and i realized today that i am thankful for modern civilization. mostly what i mean by that, is that i'm thankful that there are bathrooms. i realized after i chugged my tim horton's coffee (and had to pee about every 30mins after it) that if there were no bathrooms around, things would be nasty. i figured that the only thing better than bathrooms right by the library, would be if i could get an iv line set up with tim hortons flowing directly into my circulation, and a catheter coming out the other end so i'd never had to get up. i could go all day and all night with no stopping.

you know...just like celine...when she drove all night...to get to you...

and i was at stm for lunch, eating a yummy sandwich/salad when i saw this dude that i used to swim with like ten years ago. the funny thing is, the first thing that pops into my mind is, 'hey! it's belly button bob!' i realize that makes me sound nuts, but it all stems from this one meet, where my dad drew a face on jeff's belly button, and belly button bob was born. oh, the things that one remembers.

in other news, i won a book from the university bookstore today. i love entering random contests, forgetting about them, and then winning them. turns out i am now the proud owner of 'lemony snickett's ominous omnibus' - aka the first three books in the series. perfect. i now have a book to read on the way home. but what a strange thing to win from your university bookstore, huh? you think it would be something more educational, like 'the history of plankton', or 'a dummy's guide to pet rocks'.

and lastly, i got yet another hospital interview today. chalk that up to four: bc-3, ontario-1. let's hope that i can at least squeeze one residency out of the bunch.

okay, that was pretty much the most random post ever. but when you do nothing but study all day, you don't have the brain power to dress yourself properly, much less organize your thoughts.

now, back to the books and listening to the fantastical crooning of neil diamond. (which reminds me of when i was driving with my friend e the other day, and said 'i love neil diamond' to which she replied, 'i know you do. you say that all the time.') but i do. neil diamond, i choo choo choose you!

if you marry me, would you bury me

just got home from my chemical romance.

i love gerard. i love his tight pants. and i love that he made us give air kisses to the opening bands.

and i'm pretty sure everyone around me now knows that i love gerard and his tight pants because i kept yelling 'i love your ass'. i'm sure he didn't here me though. what a shame. because he has the best ass.

i don't think i'll be able to talk tomorrow. i yelled alot.

which is okay, because tomorrow i need to study.

if you have a chance, check out mcr. they kick butt. i recommend helena for starters, then move on to you know what they do to guys like us in prison and hang 'em high. actually, check out the whole album. it'll make you crazy.

and in the insane-crazy kind of way, not the crazy-insane kind of way.

it begins...

let the procrastination hooplah begin! let the wild rumpus start! it is that glorious time of year otherwise known as finals. or, in my house, 'sleep until 10, watch the view until 11, cruise the internet until 11:45 then blog about it'.

this is why i can't study at home. yet, it is also why i love to study at home. at least my sanity will remain intact for today - i have an excuse to put down the books tonight when i head off to perforate my eardrums at mcr. this is the final push however - last set of finals in this degree.

well, i should get to the books. the countdown is now on for me squeezing as much information into my brain as i can before saturday at 9am. then, at 12pm once it's all over i can exhale and let it all go.

best.night.ever.

okay, so anyone who knows me, knows i want to be a dj. i want to have people out on the dancefloor getting crunk (yes, i said crunk) to the music i'm playing.

guess what? tonight, i got to do it.

i organized a grad fundraiser - 'drink a small town dry' - at a town about 20mins outside of s'toon. and about half way through the night i decided to attack the dj booth and take over. turns out once i learned how to work the mixer i did a damn good job. despite the fact that i played joy division's 'love will tear us apart' first (which i maintain is the best song ever, and nobody here understands this) and nobody danced, i did pretty friggin awesome. i'm stoked, and am thinking of quitting my day job for spinning tracks in ibiza.

it's 2am. now, to pass out.

moving along

one day of classes left in my undergrad degree. it took me five years, thousands of hours of studying, hundreds of ounces of alcohol, and a little help from my friends, but the moment has finally arrived.

what am i doing to celebrate my second last day? i'm making supper for my friend L and i. mmm. what's on the menu? (please keep in mind everything has been/will be made directly from scratch. whatchoo been scratchin' you ask? that's my secret) roasted red pepper dip with pita to start. then, ceasar salad and veggie sheperds pie. (L is a vegetarian)

then, after a lovely meal, it's time to start to hit the books for finals. i have a new sense of motivation after some of the events which have transpired over the past few days. wednesday just happened to be my lucky day...i got phoned for two residency interviews, at opposite ends of the country. one, in lovely and temperate vancouver, the other in ottawa (my holy grail of residency programs).

both interviews are scheduled to occur at a future date, but both are promising. i'm keeping my fingers crossed, and with any luck i'll be sitting somewhere as a hospital resident next year on december 2nd.