tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41404342009-02-20T20:08:23.113-07:00Without darkness there could be no lighta wandering soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10615598019874962396noreply@blogger.comBlogger153125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4140434.post-1165897919349953402006-12-11T21:30:00.000-07:002006-12-11T21:31:59.363-07:00... but only because i saw it on Lo's blog and thought i would waste some time. You know how it is around finals.<br /><br /><center><br /><br /> <a href="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/#goods/quiz"><br /><br /> <img src="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/images/blogs/midas_touch.gif" border="0" /><br /><br /> </a><br /><br /></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4140434-116589791934995340?l=betweentheshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>a wandering soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10615598019874962396noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4140434.post-1142058595984716542006-03-10T23:22:00.000-07:002006-03-10T23:29:55.996-07:00Yay for Random Lister Moments. For the better part of the evening a random Irish band played glorious Irish music on our floor. One of the guys that lives here invited them to play, but then left before they got here for a job interview in Calgary. There was some chaos when the band found out that he wasn't there and that nothing was organized (and no one had money :P) but it was all in all pretty cool. There should be more private shows on the floor!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4140434-114205859598471654?l=betweentheshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>a wandering soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10615598019874962396noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4140434.post-1132124960534404702005-11-16T00:05:00.000-07:002005-11-16T00:09:20.546-07:00I don't see any of you anymore and... it sucks. I miss you all and I should do more with you, it's not like you live all that far away. Please don't think I've forgoten about you or that I don't love you cuz I do. I could blame it on being too busy, but I'm sure the problem has more to do with me being lazy and unmotivated. *sigh* A strange evening it's been.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4140434-113212496053440470?l=betweentheshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>a wandering soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10615598019874962396noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4140434.post-1127272723835113462005-09-20T21:17:00.001-06:002005-09-20T21:18:43.836-06:00?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4140434-112727272383511346?l=betweentheshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>a wandering soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10615598019874962396noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4140434.post-1127272688024331752005-09-20T21:17:00.000-06:002005-09-20T21:18:08.030-06:00Why does you say you don't contain data? Come back to me!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4140434-112727268802433175?l=betweentheshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>a wandering soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10615598019874962396noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4140434.post-1125463968307128762005-08-30T22:49:00.000-06:002005-08-30T22:52:48.313-06:00Can someone please give me a list of which ho is who (or probably whom in this case, but I could be wrong about that). I really don't have much else to say other than i'll be moving up to E-town on saturday and moving into rez on sunday. I suppose i should post more and then i would know where to start instead of having too much to say that i shall simply have to go to bed without saying much more. Another day perhaps. See you all soon!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4140434-112546396830712876?l=betweentheshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>a wandering soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10615598019874962396noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4140434.post-1120414873208601952005-07-03T12:14:00.000-06:002005-07-03T12:21:13.213-06:00This is a picture of the sheep river when 't was flooding. Look at the poor little tree being washed away.<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4787/140/1600/flood1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4787/140/400/flood1.jpg" border="0" /></a>This one is of the bike path that goes down by the bridge. You can sort of see where it comes out on the other side of all the water.<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4787/140/1600/flood2.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4787/140/400/flood2.jpg" border="0" /></a> This is the Sheep River campsite thingger. It was mucho-ly flooded and still isn't all fixed up.<br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4787/140/1600/flood3.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4787/140/400/flood3.jpg" border="0" /></a> Well there ya go. I now have picutuuuures on mine blog! Bwa ha! 'Bout time. Thankee Devin for your help and whatnot you silly creature. Take care all you pep-ols out there!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4140434-112041487320860195?l=betweentheshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>a wandering soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10615598019874962396noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4140434.post-1118283705284625272005-06-08T19:57:00.000-06:002005-06-08T20:21:45.290-06:00Sometimes I feel like a huge inconvenience. Since Dad got his new job I feel like I'm keeping him from moving to the Palace (a.k.a Agrium Place) just because I stiiiiiiiiill don't have a driver's license. Which isn't really true seeing as we only have two cars and mom needs one, so I'd still be stuck even if I did have my license. Anyhow, dad had to go into the city today so he couldn't drive me out to the plant. Luckily Brant (my boss) lives in Okotoks so I got a ride in with him. So I got myself up half an hour earlier than usual because we also had to pick up Bruce who lives in Cranston. The three of us share an office which is reeeeeeeeeeeeally small. Pretty much we each have a corner and a foot and a half on either side. The other two guys that work there share the other office, but neither of them are ever there. Brant told me I should go into their office when they aren't there so that's where I was today. That office also doesn't have any heat for some reason, so I got to sit in a freezing cold office by myself all day. Yay, I love work.<br />normaly I leave around four thirty or five so when it got to be a bit after five today and neither Bruce or Brant were around I started to wonder what was up because they are usually very eager to get home. Brant came in shortly after and when he saw me still sitting in the office he looked surprised... until he realized that I was supposed to be getting a ride home from him. Apparently they were having some sort of problem with the equipment and were going to be there most of the night. By that time most of the people that work at the plant had gone home so possibilities of getting a ride were looking very slim. It would take 40 minutes for mom to get there and then the same to get back. Madness ensued, but luckily I was able to hitch a ride with one of dad's friends (he's a super cool guys and full of the most interesting stories you can imagine) and them met dad half way home. *sigh* I feel like I just make everyone's life a huge hassle.<br />In other news, it's raining really hard again. The river is sooooooooooo huge and the campsite and downtown are flooded. It's a big mess, but it's sort of interesting. I love how powerful nature can be... it keeps us humble.<br />Anyhow... I'm off to suspend myself in the far away place where music lives for a few hours. Take care all my beautiful friends!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4140434-111828370528462527?l=betweentheshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>a wandering soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10615598019874962396noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4140434.post-1114065527902001952005-04-21T00:36:00.000-06:002005-04-21T00:38:47.903-06:00This blog is sad. I should really post more often about more important things... but i'm a lazy bum and don't want to take the time... well i do want to... i just don't. Yup, that's about how my life goes. I promise to post soon about something worth reading about. You can all look forward to that. :P<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4140434-111406552790200195?l=betweentheshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>a wandering soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10615598019874962396noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4140434.post-1113121408281200862005-04-10T02:18:00.000-06:002005-04-10T02:23:28.283-06:00This is just a short little post to let all my gorgeous friends know that I'm thinking about all of you and hoping things are going well for all of you. I miss you guys. It's so different this year with people gone away to different places, and people who are in the same place having different classes and not really seeing each other... I just... wanted you all to know how much you mean to me and what beautiful people you all are. I think of you all all the time... wondering what you are doing, how life is treating you, how school is going. Even if I don't seem to talk to you anymore it doesn't mean i'm not thinking of you. *hugs to all you wonderful, wonderful people*<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4140434-111312140828120086?l=betweentheshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>a wandering soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10615598019874962396noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4140434.post-1111039083571167012005-03-16T22:57:00.000-07:002005-03-16T22:58:03.573-07:00<img src="http://images.quizilla.com/B/BrawdYmchwil/1069274226_catwoman.jpg" border="0" alt="Hot chick in tight leather. Seriously." /><br />You are: CATWOMAN!<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://quizilla.com/users/BrawdYmchwil/quizzes/Which%20Batman%20Villain%20Are%20You%3F/"> <span style="font-size:-1;">Which Batman Villain Are You?</span></a><br /> <span style="font-size:-3;">brought to you by <a href="http://quizilla.com">Quizilla</a></span><br /><br />Hehehe<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4140434-111103908357116701?l=betweentheshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>a wandering soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10615598019874962396noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4140434.post-1111038066230636452005-03-16T22:37:00.000-07:002005-03-16T22:41:06.240-07:00<img src="http://images.quizilla.com/E/eveningmist23/1106804409_turesEathe.jpg" border="0" alt="Earth" /><br />Your element is Earth: Stubborn and loyal, you tend<br />to want to nurture others and you are the<br />person friends always come to for advice or<br />just someone to listen. You do not easily show<br />your emotions in most settings, but you try to<br />help. Often thought of as stable and practical<br />you can have trouble with non-tangible ideas.<br />You are skilled with/like using your hands and<br />I hate to say it because of the pun, but you<br />are down to earth. Without you and others like<br />you, people would be flying off the edge. A<br />sure voice of sanity in this crazy world, you<br />are strong in your silence and if you set your<br />mind on something, you will often pursue it to<br />the end. Sometimes though; you just want to<br />get away, but no matter what happens, the earth<br />keeps turning.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://quizilla.com/users/eveningmist23/quizzes/What's%20your%20Element%3F/"> <span style="font-size:-1;">What's your Element?</span></a><br /> <span style="font-size:-3;">brought to you by <a href="http://quizilla.com">Quizilla</a></span><br /><br />I found this while perusing through blogs of people who don't seem to blog anymore (and yes I know i belong in that group too, no worries.). I don't think i have much to say other than i miss you guys.... especialy the ones of you that i don't seem to see too much anymore. Take care all. Love ya!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4140434-111103806623063645?l=betweentheshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>a wandering soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10615598019874962396noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4140434.post-1110057605375536622005-03-05T14:19:00.000-07:002005-03-05T14:20:05.376-07:00Hehehehehehe... I'm old now. Not mature mind you... that'd be no fun at all. :P<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4140434-111005760537553662?l=betweentheshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>a wandering soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10615598019874962396noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4140434.post-1108440176471961362005-02-14T20:54:00.000-07:002005-02-14T21:02:56.473-07:00This here is a special Happy Birthday post going out to the wonderful Taslim! You ROCK girl! Don't get too old too fast though, okay? Also, Happy Birthday to Luke who I know is not with us, but is far too amazing not to be remembered on his special day (and all other days of course). I'll hold a birthday party in my heart for you and maybe find some sour dinos to eat... good times. As for your b-day celebrations Taz, I have a million pounds of work to do this weekend and I'm going away on Monday so I don't know if I'll be able to make it. *extreme sad face* I hope you had a grand day though! (((hugs))) and happy un-birthday to all you other wonderful people out there!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4140434-110844017647196136?l=betweentheshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>a wandering soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10615598019874962396noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4140434.post-1106983392158619632005-01-29T01:20:00.000-07:002005-01-29T00:23:12.156-07:00So the King Louis challenge is on in Kelsey Tower these days which equals many a strange and unusual happening. Like the guy who is playing bagpipes in the common area. As much as some people might find that annoying at 12:20 in the morning, it is somehow strangely beautiful. There you go Lori, I have posted. It's not much, but it's late and I have been deprived of sleep for the past few days. Good night all! <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4140434-110698339215861963?l=betweentheshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>a wandering soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10615598019874962396noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4140434.post-1104034883223087232004-12-25T21:19:00.000-07:002004-12-25T21:21:23.223-07:00Merry Christmas everyone! I hope you all had a wonderful day with friends and family like I did (more family than friends cuz I really don't know anyone around here yet). Today was wonderful, but I'm too tired to write much else so... Merry Christmas! <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4140434-110403488322308723?l=betweentheshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>a wandering soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10615598019874962396noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4140434.post-1103948509331936982004-12-24T21:15:00.000-07:002004-12-24T21:21:49.333-07:00YAY!!! This is one of the best nights in the whole year! Today I helped dad wrap up stuff for stockings and helped James put all the stuff under the tree. Wee! Then we had lunch and lazed around watching Christmas-y stuff on T.V. After that we made gingerbread houses and I would post a picture of mine, but I don't know how to do that. Maybe Devin can show me when he comes down here, but that won't be for a while. We had torttier (sp?) that my grandma brought with her for dinner and then took a walk to see all of the Christmas lights around here. It is a really nice evening (+7 or so) because we had a chinook today (it got up to about +10 or 12 or something). I think we will be stuffing stockings soon or doing something else fun so I probably won't write too much more. I miss you guys and hopefuly I'll have some time to see you when I get back up to Edmonton. Until then, Merry Christmas Eve and have a very Merry Christmas Day tomorrow. Oh, and don't be afraid that I will telepathicaly send evil voodoo at you if you don't post. :P Silly Lori. <br /> <br />Merry Christmas to all, and to all a Good Night! <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4140434-110394850933193698?l=betweentheshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>a wandering soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10615598019874962396noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4140434.post-1103858574419156192004-12-23T20:14:00.000-07:002004-12-23T20:22:54.420-07:00Today we went shopping for Christmas prezzies and tired my grandparents out thuroughly (that is really not how you spell that word, but I don't want to look in the old dictionary that threatens to fall apart every time it is opened (it was my great grandaddy's or somthing) and I refuse to use spell check after it ate my post the last time. If anyone knows how to spell it I will think about changing it). I got some Christmas stuff for people, but I still need to go out again. Maybe after Christmas as I won't see you all until I get back so I have lots of time. <br /> <br />Tomorrow we are making gingerbread houses which is always fun (even though I probably eat more stuff than I stick on the house). My grandama picked up these... "gingerbread decorations" at some store we were at today. They are rather the confusing thing because you can't eat them (they are made of fimo or something), but some of them are quite small and look like candy so I really don't think it's a good idea to put them on. Some unsuspecting person might come along and eat one without realizing it wasn't eddible. The things people come up with these days. *shakes head* <br /> <br />I really must get working on my essay soon, because I don't want to have to be working on it when Devin is here. Neither do I want to work on it Christmas Eve Day or on Christmas. So it can wait for two days. <br /> <br />Thank you (most of you that is) for posting more posts. They were all most delightful to read! <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4140434-110385857441915619?l=betweentheshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>a wandering soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10615598019874962396noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4140434.post-1103763171482148202004-12-22T17:51:00.000-07:002004-12-23T20:14:24.516-07:00<img alt="deviresult" src="http://images.quizilla.com/K/koshii/1045615318_isonPVdevi.jpg" border="0" /> <br />You're Devi! Bad people happen to you more than is <br />normal. You must live a cursed life. <br /> <br /><a href="http://quizilla.com/users/koshii/quizzes/What%20Johnny%20the%20Homicidal%20Maniac%20character%20are%20you?/"><span style="font-size:0;">What Johnny the Homicidal Maniac character are you?</span></a> <br /><span style="font-size:0;">brought to you by </span> <br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span> <br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span> <br />Well I really don't think that any bad people have happened to me... some "interesting" people have, but not and actual bad people. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4140434-110376317148214820?l=betweentheshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>a wandering soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10615598019874962396noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4140434.post-1103762319494051832004-12-22T17:19:00.000-07:002004-12-22T17:38:39.493-07:00Yes, you are all a bunch of Holiday Lollybloggers. This is probably the time of year when you have the most time to relax. I understand that there will be lots of visiting and feasting and decorating, and maybe even caroling (I want to go caroling... I miss the good times of the choir caroling party *sigh*), but you don't have to worry about classes or exams or assignments (well... maybe some assignments if your teacher is evil and gave you an essay to write over the holidays like mine did!!!). Soooooooooooo... BLOG! See? I am being a positive example and will try to write a wee bit o' something everday if I'm home long enough and I think all of you should too. Then when I go blog surfing I will actually have something new to read. Although I think I will excuse Jess from the previous... shall we say... scolding, because she blogs quite frequently. (My appologies to those of you who also blog frequently, but that I may have forgotten). I do miss Stef's daily blogging. Perhaps I shall have to continue her tradition... <br /> <br />My Grandma and Grandpa arrived today (Mom's dad and step-mom) and they think it is terribly cold here, because they live in Victoria where the weather is not so nasty. This is the first Christmas that they have ever come and stayed with us because I don't think my Grandma likes traveling. It's very nice to be at home where the food is edible, my bed is not a foam board and my room is quiet, the house is clean, the people are not disgustingly messy and I have a real piano that is not stuck in a cupboard and out of tune (well actually it's a bit sharp at the moment, but even still it is about five hundred times better than the ones in Lister). <br /> <br />James and I decorated the Christmas tree today. It was good fun except that he still needs a bit of help because he is prone to putting a whole box of the same decorations in one spot so the tree. This makes the whole thing look like someone stood there without moving until they went to get a different box of ornaments. Silly boy. Actually, it is a good thing that mom is as stubborn as she is otherwise we wouldn't have a real tree this year. Dad threw out the Christmas tree stand when we moved because he thought that we would get a fake tree this year and wouldn't need the stand. I guess he didn't realize that only he wanted a fake tree. Real trees are so much better, although I'm still not sure which is better for the environment. I think that argument can go either way really so I'll keep my real trees while there are still trees around, if only so I can tell my Grand-children of the days when we there were real trees around. Well, enough rambling for me today. I hope to read some good blog entries of Christmas festivities soon! <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4140434-110376231949405183?l=betweentheshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>a wandering soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10615598019874962396noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4140434.post-1102753840223567942004-12-11T01:28:00.000-07:002004-12-11T01:30:40.223-07:00I miss you guys. Come visit me if you are around campus. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4140434-110275384022356794?l=betweentheshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>a wandering soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10615598019874962396noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4140434.post-1102277306115090672004-12-05T13:04:00.000-07:002004-12-05T13:08:26.116-07:00This is such a great quiz that I couldn't not post it for all to see. Hehehe! It makes me thing of art history (as well as many other strange and unusual things... like pirates... but everything makes me think of pirates... perhaps i should try to ween myself off that movie... but why would I want to do that? Yaaaaaaaaaar!) <br /> <br /><a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/extreme/"><img src="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/images/extreme/d.jpg" title="I am the Nile!" alt="I am the Nile!" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/extreme/">Which Extremity of the World Are You?</a><br /><small><a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/">From the towering colossi at Rum and Monkey.</a></small> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4140434-110227730611509067?l=betweentheshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>a wandering soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10615598019874962396noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4140434.post-1102221071620795132004-12-04T21:24:00.000-07:002004-12-04T21:31:11.620-07:00It SNOWED today!!! Yay! Maybe now it will feel more Christmas-y. I am in need of Christmas music, but I don't have any here, cuz I forgot to bring some with me at the start of the year and I forgot to ask mom to bring me some when she was here last weekend. *sigh* I miss my fambly. I can't wait to go home at Christmas and see them all. I even miss James... actually I miss him a lot. He's really quite a good little brother, and he's doing so well in school now which is great to hear. He's making beautiful things in his wood-working class and he said the maybe he'll make me an easel for me birthday! <br /> <br />Portfolios are due on the 15th. I really hope I don't have to stay up for 34 hours like I did last time. Uhg, that was some not good times. Also bad is the fact that my english lit exam is on 14th... soooooo... we all know how much I will be studying for that *cough cough* <br /> <br />I need to see all you folks over Christmas some time, but I think I'm leaving on the 20th or 21st and not coming back until some time around the 6th. Let me know when we can sqeeze in some time together. And if Colleen reads this, when are you going down to Calgary? Cuz, maybe we can take a bus together? <br /> <br />Well, that is all for tonight dear friends. Take care, stay warm, drink hot chocolate by the fire and read a good book... then maybe study for exams... you know... if you get a chance ;P <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4140434-110222107162079513?l=betweentheshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>a wandering soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10615598019874962396noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4140434.post-1102120914531223072004-12-03T17:40:00.000-07:002004-12-03T17:41:54.533-07:00I posted a nice long post... then blogger ate it when i tried to spell check. <br />Can anyone say... <br /> <br />I"M MAD NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <br /> <br />I can... I just did. I will blog later. I will write in word and then stick it in blogger. Stupid blogger!!! <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4140434-110212091453122307?l=betweentheshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>a wandering soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10615598019874962396noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4140434.post-1099549008114757982004-11-03T22:42:00.000-07:002004-11-03T23:16:48.113-07:00 <p class="MsoNormal">Two months. <br /> <br />Two months of fighting reality, two months of living as a stranger in an even stranger place, two months of trying to believe that this is not a dream, two months of silent tears at random times and places, two months of some of the best memories of my life flooding back, two months of heartache, two months of new friends and old friends, two months of missing my family, two months of trying to live a meaningful life, two months of time flying by, two months of stress, two months of new adventures, two months of beginnings and endings. <br /> <br />After two months you would think that I would be able to find the words to say what I want to say. To give voice to everything sad, everything happy and everything beautiful. Yet I can not find the words. The only thing I can think of to say is that I miss them. I miss them so much. I wish I hadn't been working all summer and that I could have spent their last months with them having good times and doing crazy things. It still doesn't seem real to me. I visit Stef's blog and wonder, if only for an instant, why there is nothing new and then... I suppose one would say "everything comes rushing back"... but it doesn't rush... it more... washes over me like waves upon the shore of my mind. It's the same thing with the memories. The memories that make me laugh, make me cry, me smile and, more than anything, that help me keep going. When I went to the viewing for Stef I was so worried that the only thing I would be able to remember was her lying in her beautiful coffin with the pretty star-gazer lilies on it. I didn't want to only remember that... the girl in the coffin wasn't Stef... not really. Stef is the one whose smile could light up the room and make anyone who was sad feel instantly better. Stef is the one who has hugs for everyone and knows how to make people's hearts feel lighter. When I remember her I remember her smile and the way her eyes always sparkled. I remember all the good times we shared and all the crazy things we did. I miss her... I miss them all, but I'm glad I had as long a time as I did with them. <br /> <br />I still remember the first time I met Luke and Amanda (I might have met her somewhere before... I don't know). It was before we all went to see Pirates (I've seen that movie at least twenty-five times now) and we met at the mall a bit before the movie was going to start. Lori and Stef told me that they had just picked up Luke and since I'd never met him and he was so... British... I thought they must have meant from the airport. Anyhow... for a long while they had me convinced that he had just arrived from <st1:country-region><st1:place>England</st1:place></st1:country-region> (they did eventually tell me the truth, but not before I had been sufficiently laughed at :P). Then we went to La Senza and all Luke would look at were the slippers. He is so cute. He used to come visit me when I was working at Lewiscraft and the people I worked with called him Harry Potter. <br /> <br />I will never forget any of them. I didn't really know Amanda, but... I don't know how to say what I want to say. Their memory will never die and therefore neither will they. I will remember. <br /></p> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4140434-109954900811475798?l=betweentheshadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>a wandering soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10615598019874962396noreply@blogger.com4