my sister is home!! this calls for a toast....with orange juice because its 10:30am. here here! Already my mischievous plans are underway. Kinda a deep routed tradition between her and I. Cyclops woody* will have to make an appearence by her bed this christmas eve....eh stinkface?!!
my new moccasins are heavenly....courtesy of Jason Weins. thank you!! And I now officially have a "grand piano fund" in the works. First installment provided by, again, Jay-z. What a guy.
Tonight is $15 gift exchange nite with the extended family. I plan on choosing my own gift, a pocket yatzee. What can i say, im an easy girl to please. And I wouldn't be surprised if my dad makes me serenade everyone on the piano all nite. "Christmas time is here" has become his new favorite christmas song. I wake up and its like "Shannon, come play the piano" and he places Charlie brown in front of me. hehe. I love my dad.
My house is so festive right now, I love it. All poinsettas and garland, and it smells like vanilla. As well as Diana Krall's christmas serenading us in the background. The wrapping paper scattered across the floor adds a nice touch too. Now all thats missing is the snow!!! I never thought i would hear myself say this...but I wish it would snow. Its not christmas without it. oh well. It probably wouldn't help my cold right now anyways. My nights have involved Vics Vapour rub, buckleys, fisherman friends, kleenex, and an old humidifyer. Merry Christmas to me!!
Im excited for the new year. Snowboarding in Nakiska on the 3rd....who wants to join me?
shannon
*a piece of obscure driftwood that looks remarkably like Mike Wazowski from Monsters Incorperated.
Saturday, December 24, 2005
Thursday, December 22, 2005
school drama
sometimes I wish my past could hold more credibility. Mostly in regards to school. Not to demean my highschool's academic caliber, but Picture Butte isn't your elite, highly populated city, littered with big names and big faces. In fact, i wouldn't even be surprised if it's location was excluded on a map of southern alberta's backroads. Its probably catagorized under "dung-heap boonieland" with a used car dealership as its main attraction. Regardless of how good my marks may have been, Harvard would laugh in my face and probably tell me to work as a journalist for "farm show magazine". I need to become friends with "the richies" and have them throw in some extra incentive. *sigh* i will accept my fate as small town girl with high expectations.
how i hate settling my goals.....
at least i have a life that would make for a great shakespear play. minus the cryptic suicide and dysfunctional families....
how i hate settling my goals.....
at least i have a life that would make for a great shakespear play. minus the cryptic suicide and dysfunctional families....
shansicle...shannonator...shansta...shanabanana...shanahan
every adult love stop store is accompanied by a Mr. Lube
coincidence? i think not
my sister comes home soon. yay, i can now start taking part in all that cliche girl stuff like pointing out favorite rooms in a home decor cataloge, or eating nutella with a spoon. however, i am invoked to maid status until christmas arrives, so my social life is put on hold. so much to do, so little time....i need to start using postage notes to organize my life. mostly in hopes that once the glue wears off and the note falls away into oblivion the task will no longer be needed. this is how my mind works.
i can't wait for new years. drunken blabber is inevitable, and im prepared for conversations of world domination, bashing tree-huggers, naming children after weather events, dreams of being assaulted by a gang of grannies, or building UFO landing zones in the neighbor's yard....the list continues. This is why its so hard to prevoke drunkeness sometimes. im such a selfish sober
coincidence? i think not
my sister comes home soon. yay, i can now start taking part in all that cliche girl stuff like pointing out favorite rooms in a home decor cataloge, or eating nutella with a spoon. however, i am invoked to maid status until christmas arrives, so my social life is put on hold. so much to do, so little time....i need to start using postage notes to organize my life. mostly in hopes that once the glue wears off and the note falls away into oblivion the task will no longer be needed. this is how my mind works.
i can't wait for new years. drunken blabber is inevitable, and im prepared for conversations of world domination, bashing tree-huggers, naming children after weather events, dreams of being assaulted by a gang of grannies, or building UFO landing zones in the neighbor's yard....the list continues. This is why its so hard to prevoke drunkeness sometimes. im such a selfish sober
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
head west, take a right at the haystacks, and follow the cows
Its been an optimistic week for me. God-given ambition if you will. I've been rather contemplative lately seeing my life stuck in a good stagnant. However, I need to be able to reconcile taking risks while maintaining what's stable around me. I have a faith bound with Gods love, compassionate, beautiful friends, a family I adore, plus my youth and health. It seems selfish to me to feel unaccomplished when I have so much going for me. Plant what God gives you, nourish it, and watch it grow.
Being home has been strangely insightful for me. I've come to the understanding that I'm one of those people that's huge on association and maintaining personal bonds with people. Strictly speaking, one cannot live a life of seclusion in regards to dating relationships. Cutting off all ties to friends is like a dead end street. You get stuck in an unhealthy groove. I apologize to all of those whom I have dismissed in the past because of relationships. I assure you it was not my intent, but life has a funny way of showing you reality. A countless reminder on what NOT to do to be free of both regret and bitterness.
Anyways, aside from my rountine ramblings, Picture Butte (aka. pic_ur_ Butt_) has been great. Took part in my home church's annual Christmas concert. I realized when my mom wanted me to be home "so early" that there were strings attached. Oh well, I thoroughly enjoyed being the ticketmaster and the "Where is Mary and Joseph" coordinator. Trying to get Joseph to stop picking his nose was a challenge. but all in all, the concert turned out to be a great success.
Paid off my tuition today. although thanks to a few helpful scholarships, this last bite of my savings isn't that bad. It pays to be brilliant. :) Although theres something strange about the fact that i get excited over science, math, and english. How many people do you know that do logic problems for fun, or want to sleep with a humidifier, or avidly read their University Philosphy and Psychology books?
I think i should work for NASA.
Being home has been strangely insightful for me. I've come to the understanding that I'm one of those people that's huge on association and maintaining personal bonds with people. Strictly speaking, one cannot live a life of seclusion in regards to dating relationships. Cutting off all ties to friends is like a dead end street. You get stuck in an unhealthy groove. I apologize to all of those whom I have dismissed in the past because of relationships. I assure you it was not my intent, but life has a funny way of showing you reality. A countless reminder on what NOT to do to be free of both regret and bitterness.
Anyways, aside from my rountine ramblings, Picture Butte (aka. pic_ur_ Butt_) has been great. Took part in my home church's annual Christmas concert. I realized when my mom wanted me to be home "so early" that there were strings attached. Oh well, I thoroughly enjoyed being the ticketmaster and the "Where is Mary and Joseph" coordinator. Trying to get Joseph to stop picking his nose was a challenge. but all in all, the concert turned out to be a great success.
Paid off my tuition today. although thanks to a few helpful scholarships, this last bite of my savings isn't that bad. It pays to be brilliant. :) Although theres something strange about the fact that i get excited over science, math, and english. How many people do you know that do logic problems for fun, or want to sleep with a humidifier, or avidly read their University Philosphy and Psychology books?
I think i should work for NASA.
Saturday, December 17, 2005
im turning into a flake
Thursday, December 15, 2005
you never cry alone
Job 10:1 - "I am disgusted with my life. Let me complain freely. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul."
When we face battling affliction, the natural response is to feel sorry for ourselves. Pain pushes us towards self-pity. I feel like a huge unjustice has been brought down upon me, and the jury is blind and the accuser is oblivious. Guilt has hindered me, but anger has brought down the gavel.
Life's trials, whether allowed by God or sent by God, can help us grow and set us free. I need to face difficult situations asking God "what can I learn and how can I grow?" rather than "Who did this to me, and how can I get rid of it". It seems that why is a question we are free to ask, but God is not bound to answer.
Im feeling so good right now. I know God isn't a cosmic killjoy, he plans ever trial that comes in our way. God knows, God sees, and God cares.
So when your hurt, remember: you never cry alone.
When we face battling affliction, the natural response is to feel sorry for ourselves. Pain pushes us towards self-pity. I feel like a huge unjustice has been brought down upon me, and the jury is blind and the accuser is oblivious. Guilt has hindered me, but anger has brought down the gavel.
Life's trials, whether allowed by God or sent by God, can help us grow and set us free. I need to face difficult situations asking God "what can I learn and how can I grow?" rather than "Who did this to me, and how can I get rid of it". It seems that why is a question we are free to ask, but God is not bound to answer.
Im feeling so good right now. I know God isn't a cosmic killjoy, he plans ever trial that comes in our way. God knows, God sees, and God cares.
So when your hurt, remember: you never cry alone.
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
snow falls
yes everyone, i have returned with a new look and a boosted ego. :) I may not be punctual, but patience is a virtue, and i believe in this case, it paid off. Funny how such a simple thing like searching for your inner geek can leave one with a personal "high". i really need to become more ambitious. my mom and I figured I could try and sleep my way to success should I turn out to be a talentless wank. ;)
I know that you need to dig deep to find that personal niche that really makes you tick. but i find im never satisfied with what im given. I guess its just my overwelming desire to push my limits, and strive for the best. maybe im to rash, but i just don't want to enter the real world unjaded. I suck at handling failure, which is something i need to work on. It's not the greatest feeling to know that you are, unequovically, the key catalyst in your own personal fight for purpose.
anyways, I don't to dwell on life's adversity for this whole ramble. instead, lets bust out some of the major life changing experiences of 2005 shall we?
twas a good year
-becoming friends with some of the most wonderful people on the planet :)
-16 hours of gilmore girls
-Experiencing the glory of OnStar.
-reprocussions of waking up from REM sleep
-learning how to fix a toilet...the hard way
-my macdaddy
-past relationships
-and my first sip of a chai tea latte
next year my plans are as follows:
-creating greeting cards
-hosting a space themed party with lots of aluminum foil and food and people in saran wrap.
-a road trip to new york
-begin writing a novel
-purchasing a lizard and naming him eggo (just for you ashley)
-and yell at a fainting goat
im such a walking contradiction. The simplest things satisfy me, yet i live a life of complexity. what gives
shannon
I know that you need to dig deep to find that personal niche that really makes you tick. but i find im never satisfied with what im given. I guess its just my overwelming desire to push my limits, and strive for the best. maybe im to rash, but i just don't want to enter the real world unjaded. I suck at handling failure, which is something i need to work on. It's not the greatest feeling to know that you are, unequovically, the key catalyst in your own personal fight for purpose.
anyways, I don't to dwell on life's adversity for this whole ramble. instead, lets bust out some of the major life changing experiences of 2005 shall we?
twas a good year
-becoming friends with some of the most wonderful people on the planet :)
-16 hours of gilmore girls
-Experiencing the glory of OnStar.
-reprocussions of waking up from REM sleep
-learning how to fix a toilet...the hard way
-my macdaddy
-past relationships
-and my first sip of a chai tea latte
next year my plans are as follows:
-creating greeting cards
-hosting a space themed party with lots of aluminum foil and food and people in saran wrap.
-a road trip to new york
-begin writing a novel
-purchasing a lizard and naming him eggo (just for you ashley)
-and yell at a fainting goat
im such a walking contradiction. The simplest things satisfy me, yet i live a life of complexity. what gives
shannon
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