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Words I can never spell…

I consider myself a good speller, I really do. But there are a couple of words I can never seem to remember how to spell.

1.) Vacuum – I mean are there double c’s, double u’s, or double c’s and u’s?

2.) Mississippi – Much like the word above, there are much too many double’s of letters in this word (okay, it’s a place but still) it always leaves me stumped when I try to spell it.

3.) Separately – Why not just spell this word ‘seperately’? Makes a lot more sense to me. I don’t think I’ve ever heard anyone say se-pah-rat-ly.

4.) Restaurant – Again, another word that (at least to me) would make more sense to spell a different way, meaning ‘resteraunt’.

5.) Hippopotamus – All I can say is thank God this is abbreviated for people like me.

6.) Rhinoceros – See above.

And on another note, yes I’m alive and planning to be post a lot more now. Have a nice day ūüôā


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The Dumbest/Most Embarrassing Things I Have Ever Done…

I have compiled a short, memorable list of some of the dumbest things I have ever done. I sincerely wish I could say these things were all done when I was a kid, but sadly I cannot. So, in no particular order, here they are:

1.) I was at my cousin’s wedding, wearing a gorgeous flowing BCBG dress that I felt great in. As I was walking to the reception area, my dress got caught in the door. For some reason, I decided to yank my dress in hopes of freeing it instead of simply opening the door like a normal person.

2.) Dying my hair dark black. I have naturally very light brown hair that verges on the ‘blonde’ side in the summer when the sun lightens it. Somehow, in seventh grade, I thought it would be a fun change to dye my hair black. Like, really, really black. Black hair accompanied by my fair skin made me look more like Morticia Addams that I wished.

3.) Once, when I was about five or six, my middle brother was eight, and my oldest brother was ten, we decided to help our neighbour (a girl who was four years old) retrieve the soccer ball she’d kicked into our neighbour’s backyard. So, my brothers and I climbed our fence and then the shed of our neighbour. The ball was in our sights, but just when we were getting ready to jump the shed, my middle brother fell through the roof. Yes, through the roof. You can imagine how much trouble we got into.

4.) When I was younger, my brothers loved–loved–to play pranks on me. We were eating at a japanese restaurant one time, and my brothers thought it would be a good idea to tell me that the wasabi was actually mint ice cream. I loved ice cream, so naturally I took a big spoonful and shovelled it into my mouth. I basically emptied all our water glasses while my brothers laughed their butts off.

5.) As mentioned above, my brother loved playing pranks on me when I was a child. One of these ‘pranks’ included re-directing me towards the ‘Sex Ed’ portion of our local Chapters. Can you imagine a seven year-old flipping the pages of this book? The worst part was I took it up to my mom when she arrived and started asking her questions about it.


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Favourite Classic Books + My To-Read List + Happy Canada Day + Euro Final!

Phew…that’s a long title. Any who, the euro final is about to start at any time now, so I’m going to skip a long intro.

I’ve been slowly trying to read as many classic literature books as possible. This, of course, means frequent visits to my closest Chapters or Indigo. I have finally compiled a short list of my favourites.

1.) Gulliver’s Travels – I know a lot of people *dislike* this book very much, but I just love it.¬†Love¬†it.

2.) Animal Farm РI think I included the last line of this book in a previous post of mine featuring my favourite quotes. I adore the last line of this book. Really, though, the whole book is just fantastic.

3.) Lord of the Flies – “Sucks to your ass-mar!” This always has me rolling on the ground.

4.) Of Mice and Men

5.) East of Eden

6.) Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass – ¬†I’m constantly quoting these two books and trying to pass them off as my own.

7.) The Picture of Dorian Gray

8.) The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes – To be honest, I love anything and everything Sherlock. The original stories, the old tv show, Robert Downey’s Sherlock movies, and, of course, the BBC Sherlock.

9.) Moby Dick

10.) 1984

My list is relatively short, and I’m still working on it. I still have a lot–a lot–of books I need to read. These include:

Wuthering Heights (while I’m familiar with the story, I’ve never¬†read¬†it).

Sense and Sensibility (same as above).

Tale of Two Cities

Handmaid’s Tale

The Phantom of the Opera

Grapes of Wrath

Fahrenheit 451

The Count of Monte Cristo

Anna Karenina

Jane Eyre

Perfume: Story of a Murderer (Not really a classic, but I am in the midst of reading it).

On a totally separate note:

Happy Canada Day to all my fellow Canadians! ‚̧

And on another totally separate note:

The Euro final is finally upon us. In fact, as I type this, the match is just about to begin. By default (I’m still bitter over Germany and Portugal) I will be rooting for Italy. Hope this match will be entertaining! Who are you rooting for?


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Typical Family Dinner Conversation + Reaction to Euro semi-final

Here is an excellent example of a typical conversation during dinner:

Me: Mother, these are some excellent mashed potatoes you have prepared.

Father: Indeed, these are exquisite.

Mother: Why, thank you both. May somebody please pass the peas?

Brother: Uhhhh…..durrr……I like toothpaste.

On another note…

I cannot even express how sad/frustrated I am at today’s result. I was really hoping Portugal would make it over Spain. I guess now I’ll be rooting for Germany full-on. I’ve always been a Germany supporter, so while Portugal not making the finals is¬†heartbreaking sad for me, at least there’s a good chance Germany will make it to the finals.

And on another side note:

I’ve just realized a lot of my posts are categorized under “Quotes” when they really have nothing to do with the category. I will be fixing these shortly (meaning when I’m not too lazy to do it).

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Girls: Too Demanding?

I was recently browsing through my Tumblr dashboard when I cam across a post titled, “20 Things Guys Should Never Do To Girls”. Usually I’m not sucked into reading these sorts of things, but my curiosity got the better of me and I began reading.

As I was reading I found myself raising my eyebrows at a number of things, and at the end all I could think of was, are all girls this needy when it comes to relationships? I’m constantly seeing girls ask for boyfriends who bring the flowers and chocolates whenever they’re sad, hold them at night, sweep them off their feet, be there when we’re bawling our eyes out blah, blah, blah…the list goes on. I mean, doesn’t it seem just a little over-the-top? It no longer sounds like you want a girlfriend–I mean, it sounds like you’re asking for a damned doormat you can walk over.

Let’s observe some points on the list that made me, well,¬†cringe:

Talk about other girls. Don’t say they’re hot, pretty, or even nice. We don’t want to hear it. – This is taken directly from the post. I mean, really? Now you don’t want your boyfriend to say he thinks a girl is nice? It seems a little overdramatic to me.

Ask why she’s mad about you. Say you were wrong and apologize. Do not say you didn’t do anything wrong. If she’s made, you obviously did something:¬†Again. Over. Dramatic. This makes it seems like the girl is always right, which is not the case at all. Might as well put a muzzle on him and give him a script with exactly what you want him to say.

Tell her she’s overreacting:¬†But what if, gasp, she is overreacting, and, double gasp, he’s right to tell her.

Go to parties and hang out with other girls: Again, this seems a little (okay not really, more like very) demanding. You might as well put him on a leash.

I don’t know, to be honest, what to really think of this. It just seems like these girls (not ALL, I am by no means generalizing that all girls are like this) want their boyfriends to worship the ground they walk on. I’ve been with my boyfriend for two years now, and we break almost all these rules. We’re sarcastic with each other, taking digs, challenging each other, and we’re both comfortable enough to trust that we’ll be faithful. I wouldn’t trade our relationship for one where I’m constantly receiving presents from him, where all we do is act lovey dovey without any fun, so on and so forth.

This post probably offended a bunch of girls, but oh, well…


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Things I wish I were good at:

1.) Singing – I think it’s human nature to think you sound better than you actually are. Unfortunately, I found that out the hard way in first grade.

2.) Photography – I currently specialize in cutting people’s heads off, and blurry, indistinguishable figures.

3.) Public Speaking

4.) ¬†Hockey – Everyone expects me to be. I come from a very pro-hockey family (God forbid I’m more interested in volleyball and soccer), and because when you’re Canadian, you have to be at least somewhat versed in the game of hockey.

5.) Making people laugh – Of course, though, I think I’m hilarious. The jury’s still out on this one.

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A Fitting Intro: My Biggest Fear

Fear: something you are afraid of.

Admittedly, I’m afraid of many things. Spiders, for example, never cease to frighten me (all insects, for that matter). ¬†Disappointing my family, dying old and alone, getting bad grades, being a bad friend, death itself. But my biggest fear is one that I know is the inevitable, unavoidable, and unchangeable: growing up.

I dearly wish I could stay my age forever. Lots of teens my age can’t wait to grow up and taste the real world, but no, not me. I did at one point–last year even. But the grown up world is scary. We can’t find excuses for doing stupid things anymore, we have to own up to them. We can’t (as superficial and vain as it sounds) wear short shorts and crop tops anymore. Is it really acceptable for a grown-up to blast The Fray or The Script on their laptop singing at the top of their lungs? Certainly not common.

That’s the scary thing: all the responsibilities that come with growing old. I can’t even imagine being in my mother’s position when I don’t even know if I want kids, what I’m going to do, what career I’m going to pursue. I don’t even know what I’m going to do an hour from now.

When you’re young, the world seems so innocent. You’re not the one working, paying off the bills, taking care of children. You’re the one whose just beginning to find your footing, taking your first steps ever so slowly, treading new waters. It’s a time of self discovery.

So maybe I’m not afraid of growing up, maybe I’m just afraid I’ll discover how ugly the world truly is.

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