We'll see where this leads...
So right now I'm trying to figure out what it is I want to do with my life.
I was at a job interview last week and the interviewer asked me why I had chosen Physics for my major in university... I blurted out the same answer I always give when posed with this question (yes it comes up a lot). I told the woman that I love science and I am good at math so physics seemed like a good combination of the two and an obvious choice for me. My answer isn't exactly a lie, I do like science and I am good at math but so what, that isn't why I chose physics, the truth is I don't know why I chose physics. Don't get me wrong, some days I really love what I am learning and am truly inspired by physics but I wonder sometimes if I really have what it takes to become a physicist and if I do, is that what I want to become?
I wish that my path in life seemed a little more clear to me. Right now I feel like I'm running in place and I can't wait until I can finally start living my grown-up life (like living in my own house and having a career and getting married and having kids). I think I am most excited about living in my own house, right now I live with roommates who are all really nice but I am so looking forward to having my very own space that I can do whatever I want with and even more than that - having my own fridge so that when I open it up and see food I don't have to think "is that mine?".
This uncertainty in the direction of where my life is headed has got me thinking a lot lately and I have decided to take some action. I used to do volunteer work, granted its never been huge amounts but still I enjoyed it. I haven't done any for quite some time now though because of a lack of free time but I can always find more time if I try hard enough; so my decision is to get back into it. My thinking is that maybe if I start to volunteer more for different things I might find something that I really like to do and therefore might want to persue as a career. I don't know if this plan will work but even if it doesn't I'll still be doing something good and gaining life experiences so it won't be a total failure. My first endevour back into the world of volunteering will hopefully be the Waterloo Region Children's Museum (as long as they'll have me). OK, so thats it for now, I'll keep you posted.
If any of you have any other suggestions, I welcome them. Comments too.
Sorry this one got kinda long.
I need summer employment
I need to find a job for the summer. I want a job that will pay me lots of money and allow me to take time off whenever I want to go shopping or on vacation. If anyone knows of a fun job that meets this criteria please let me know. It would be an added bonus if the job were in Guelph or the surrounding area as I am locked into a stupid lease and don't want to deal with the hassle of subletting. However, locations adjacent to or within walking distances to beaches will also be considered. Thanks.
I wish I could live in my car.
Things in my life haven't been going so well lately and I've been stressing out a lot but when I am all alone in my car, the world seems perfect. Okay, well maybe not perfect but all of my huge unsolvable problems suddenly seem small and insignificant. It is because of this feeling that I can conquer all of my problems that I wish I could live in my car. I love my car because when I am inside I am in control of everything; the temperature, the music, my location... but as soon as I step out of my car and back into the real world the feeling goes away and I'm just me again.
Just an update, I was able to put the windshield decal on my car after all and it looks
pretty and it matches perfectly. :)
John Mayer will you marry me?
Seriously,
I love John Mayer. His music makes me smile, even when I am in the worst possible mood, if I hear John Mayer I'm going to smile and I won't be able to stop smiling until whatever song it is that is playing has finished. Now for those of you who don't know, I was able to meet John himself last year (not after a lot of adventures though). Last summer Mr. Mayer was coming to Toronto on tour and I wanted tickets to the concert more than anything but I was unemployed at the time tickets went on sale and couldn't afford to dish out money on concert tickets (since technically they are not classified as a necessity). I tried to win tickets from radio stations but with no luck, then I found out that John was going to be appearing at Sam the Record Man on Yonge St. in TO. He was going to be performing and signing autographs so I knew I had to go. I wanted to be there really early so that there would be no chance that I wouldn't get in but something prevented me from leaving in the morning when I wanted to (we won't talk about why I didn't leave earlier) and by the time I got there the line was HUGE. Anyway, I waited in line and met some really cool people while I was there. I didn't get in to see John that day but if you are familiar with Sam's, there are huge glass windows all around the store so I watched and listened to the performance from outside. It was amazing and I was so happy to hear John sing but after the high wore off I realized I was more than a little disappointed that I hadn't been able to meet him. I started plotting my next move, John was on a North American tour and he was going to be doing a few more of these record shop performances, the next one ( and I believe the last ) was in Boston at Virgin Records Megastore two weeks later. I knew I would need a few days off of work if I was going to go to Boston so I called upon some co-workers for a few favours and got all of my shifts covered for three days. Es got some time off work too so she could keep me company even though I only gave her a days notice. That night we were off to Boston in a car without cruise control (worst idea ever - taking that car), we drove all night and were in Boston the next morning just in time to line up for wristbands. The Boston set-up was a little different from the way it was run in Toronto, once you had your wristband you could leave and just come back at the time of the performance but in order to get a wristband you had to buy some form of John Mayer media from the store. That meant that Es and I both had to buy a cd, a bit of a scam? Yes, but at least we didn't have to sit in a line all day ( which is what happened in TO). We explored Boston that afternoon and I have to admit it is a beautiful city, I'm going back there for sure. When it was time to go back to Virgin, I was so excited, I was actually going to meet John this time. The performance was short but still amazing, he played Clarity, Bigger than my body, Daughters and Georgia and I took about a million pictures (none of which really turned out too well). After the singing, everyone went upstairs for autographs, we had to wait in line a while since there were like 400 people there but it was worth it. As we approached the table I told Es that I was getting really nervous and that I was afraid I wouldn't be able to talk once I got to the table. She told me not to worry that she would start talking and then I could jump in when I was ready (Es isn't really a Mayer fan so she wasn't as star struck as I was, infact I don't hink she was at all). John signed two autographs for me and I was able to muster up enough courage to actually speak to him and shake his hand, I was on cloud nine! No cameras were allowed at the table but Es took a pic of me walking away and the smile on my face is ear to ear. I will always remember my trip to Boston and meeting Mr. Mayer (who was so nice and surprisingly excited that we had driven ten hours to see him). In closing, I would just like to say once again that I love John Mayer and I hope that he never stops making music.
First autograph: inside cover of Inside Wants Out, John Mayer's debut album.
Second autograph, Heavier Things album cover.
boycrazy, more like boy=crazy.
Ok, so here is what I don't get about boys: why do they love to mess with my head? Here is what I mean by that statement, one minute boys are all nice and happy and really cool, in general a pleasure to be around. The next minute (and by minute here I could mean hour, day or week whenever it is that you talk to them next) they are being totally weird or rude and insulting and basically making you feel like shit. Sometimes it really makes me wonder if the whole gender is bi-polar because I can't explain it any other way. It just seems to me that I'm never really sure of what is going on in the heads of most of the boys in my life and that I'm in a state of confussion much too often for my liking. Any enlightenment on the subject would be appreciated.
By the way, I know I may get into trouble for the use of the word boys because guys over 20 are not really boys but lets face it, most of 'em still act that way so bring it on.
The Moon
Check out this site, it will show you the current phase of the moon where ever you are. It syncronizes with your time clock on your computer to let you know what the moon will look like in your area. I think its cool, but see for yourself.
http://www.calculatorcat.com/moon_phases/phasenow.php
The ROSS Dilemma
So, according to some of my friends, I am going to grow up and be just like Melanie Parker (Michelle Pfeiffer) in the movie
One Fine Day. Im not sure why they think this or what the exact traits are that I will embody but apparently I will be able to make my kids costumes out of stuff I find in my purse. This wouldn't be so bad though because in the end Mel ends up with George Clooney, that can only be a good thing and costumes are always cool no matter what. However, these same friends tell me that I won't end up with a guy like George Clooney but rather I will end up marrying someone more like Ross from
Friends. The reasoning behind the whole Ross idea is that he is a scientist and he likes dinosaurs and he is a bit of a freak, therefore we would be a perfect match. Of course, that kind of reasoning is super fantastic in imaginary land! My point is that I don't think my friends really know me. I know they think they know me but they really only know the version of me that I have let them see and only a select few have seen the version closest to what I know to be me. I know that this is not anyone's fault but my own, but I think this is probably why I disagree with them on the whole Ross thing and ( to a lesser extent) the Melanie thing. Well, I guess thats it, tell me what you think.
Sparky the Wonder Dog
My Dog Sparky
This is Sparky. He was the best dog ever and we all miss him tons.
