Supper With the Wife-to-Be

I went out for dinner last night with Siobhan (my future wife) and her family and Dana. We went to the Olive Garden, which was fantastic, as per usual, but I definitely ate far too much and had to bring the rest home with me (as per usual lol). Siobhan's mum and dad are awesome. Her dad has a small earing and he's really funny. And her mum was super nice and everything, AND she brought cookies. And we all know I'll do anything for a cookie. What can I say? I'm a cookie ho.

Adam's fish is alive and creepy, which is more than I can say for Carole's fish. Poor Eddie. Gone down the toilet and everything. It would have been funny if it had've been my fish, but whatcha gonna do? But seriously, Adam's fish stalks me around my room from it's tank. I don't even like dressing in front of it anymore. It's always watching us, precious. Tricksy fish. We likes them raw and wriggling!

Anywho, I really have nothing of interest to say. Who knew? Certainly not I. Adieu.

All Alone

And I'm lovin' it. It's actually really nice with nobody here. Siobhan and I (and Lian Feng) are the only ones left in my hall, plus Allison and her sister (and they're leaving tomorrow, Natasha and Seiko (whom i never see anyway), [tall] Andrew, Dennis, Diana, Devon, Joel, Josh, Joel, and Eric. I'm loving the quiet.

We watched three scary movies last night and Eric and Joel actually came out and watched them all with us...and spoke! It was quite amazing. Siobhan and I also went out to McD's for supper last night and brunch/lunch this morning. When we were at McDonald's, we went to go to the washroom before we left, and this guy who had been there for about 15 minutes just backhands his pop in our direction and it hit the wall right beside us! Seriously, what did we ever do to him? And then the guy sitting behind us this afternoon at Keegan's was barking. Seriously, is all of Edmonton mad?

I think I hit my head the other night when I walked down to the Mar with St Hoe's when I was drunk, because I have a bump and it really hurts. Not that you really care, but I just wanted to say because it really does hurt.

Anywho, off to beddy bye.

And Then Some

Yesturday was a long day and then some. I went to spanish, but really ended up wishing I hadn't. Not that we did anything, but I really would have preferred to not go. Mark and I grabbed our stuff and hit the LRT and were picked up by daddy at Clareview. After we changed, we went to the curch, and it was packed. Mum said the CWL ladies counted about 360 people. We (meaning the immediate family) processed in with the priests, but we ended up being a bit late because Fr. Leo arrived last minute and we wanted to wait for him to join the other priests. Grandma had four priests conducting her funeral (Fr. Jim, Fr. Duncan, Fr. John, and Fr. Leo), and there really isn't many who can say they went out with four priests.

The service was really nice. Fr. Jim did a really good job. I didn't know if I was going to make it through Intentions, but I managed. Fr. Jim told me later that he was ready to jump up for moral support if I needed, but he was proud I didn't need it. And then I didn't think Nathan was going to make it through offeratory without fainting, he looked so white. So I kept having to look back to make sure he and Jess were following behind me, but we made it. And everything went well. I even managed to only cry a little bit during the eulogy.

But I think everything really hit me today. I couldn't study for Bio because it was all I could do to keep from crying. I'm just so tired and I still have a headache from yesturday morning, and everything just seems too much. I'm really glad it's reading week, because I don't know how much more I can take.

(PS, wasn't my grandma pretty back in the day?)

A Long Day

Today was quite possible one of the longest days of my life. I was at my grandpa's from early this morning (like 9 am) until about 8 30 this evening, except for when I went to church. Most of the time, we were doing planning for the funeral. This morning, Uncle Tim and Dad and grandpa went to the funeral home to talk to Gordon about arrangements, while Aunty Sandy and mum and I stayed at the house and just sort of discussed things to talk about when the boys got back. And then when they did get back we planned out the prayer card and I wrote something to go in it along with Jess and Nate's, and then Daddy left to go see about getting stuff for paper announcements done and whatnot, and Aunty Judy came over with lunch and we visted. And then after church we sat down and picked out readings and music and tried to firm up who's doing what (I'm bringing up the gifts with Jess and Nate, and reading the Intentions), and just...everything.

I never really knew all the work that went into the funeral. I mean, I knew theoretically what went on, but I didn't know how...draining it all was. We have to go back tomorrow afternoon to talk to Father Jim and make sure everything is planned out right. That's going to be long as well. And I barely studied today, so I'm going to have to do some intense work tonight and tomorrow and Monday. But Dr Prichard moved my exam so I can write it with the Tues/Thurs class, so that was really nice of her.

It was hard, but I didn't cry today at all. No one except my grandpa did, and he's clearly allowed. And he cried on my shoulder. But I save my crying for when I'm alone. And that's the way it needs to be. There's too much that needs to be done to break down now. There's a time and a place to grieve, and this isn't it. Not yet.

But I need to study. Exams wait for no one.

Just So Everyone Knows...

My grandma died this morning. I haven't been keeping it on the down low or anything, but I really haven't told anyone, so now you know. The end.

Oooo....Awkward

Guess who went to bed at 3 am (once again) but finished her lab report? ME!!! That's who. It was pretty hott and steamy, I'm not even joking. And I HEART Gram staining. It was so much fun this morning. Seriously, I am in love with it. I shall have it's babies. Or better yet, it can have mine. Much less inconvienient por mi.

So, funny story...I was changin last night into different undergarments (because frankly, the ones I was wearing were just uncomfortable) and I happened to have my door open because, hey, I live in a girl wing and they all have the same anatomy as me. Anyway, Lyndsay came in and was talking to me while I was decided whether to put my pants back on or opt for PJ pants, and as we were standing there (moi sans pantalones), Dan walks into the room and as soon as he sees I'm not wearing pants he's all "AAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" and runs down the hallway so he can't see me. Wow, just awkward. lol. Not that it's all that bad as my undergarments were covering and it IS Dan after all. Plus I saw his ass the other day, so I guess this makes us even lol.

Oh rez. Such times.

Dinner Chilean Style

I went out tonight with Jenn (from Spanish) and her two friends (Jared and Karen) and her brother (Mathew) to a CHILEAN restaurant for dinner, which was really good once we actually got the food. Jenn told us it was mexican, but clearly it wasn't lol. It took quite a while to get our food, but it was really good, so I shan't complain about the wait.

Dinner was so much fun. I heard the most interesting stories ever. Jenn was perfectly serious when she told me her and her brother were rednecks. But hey, rednecks have the most fun.

Anywho, bio report calls.

Mare Has Been Busy

It has occured to me that I haven't posted in a prodigiously long time...so here I am. Not much of interest really to tell you, which really is why I haven't made an effort to update. But basically, between homework, going out, and having long chats with people on my floor (and occasionally sleeping), the days have been whipping by without so much as a by-your-leave.

Right now, I'm reading Scarlett, which Theb should appreciate to it's fullest. I haven't really had much time to read though, which is quite dissapointing as I really do love the book. Ah well, se la vie.

I have/had two midterms today (one this morning, one tonight), which kind of sucks, but it means I'm going to have my midterms done before reading week. Well, the first round anyway.

*sigh* I hate exams.

Back from the Dead

Now that it has been established that I'm not, in fact, dying, I've decided to post to make sure everyone knows I'm still in the land of the living. I'm still a little sick, but only enough to be annoying and I'm no longer the death-ridden Mare of last week.

Funny story, I was walking home from class last night, and I heard someone walking behind me. So, I moved over a little bit so that they could pass if they wanted to, but they didn't. In fact, they walked at the same pace about 5 meters behind me the entire way back to Lister. Which, oddly, creeps me out. I hate it when people walk at the same pace as me behind me. It's just far to stalker-H20-creeper creepy. And then, I slipped on a patch of ice and almost fell on my butt. However, I managed to save myself, if not quite as gracefully as I'd hoped. And the person behind me STILL kept to my pace. I'm sorry, but either walk quicker or slower. Okay, so it wasn't so funny, but it amused me. Mainly because I was talking to myself in my head about it all the way home. No matter how many times I tell myself to stop talking to myself, even in my head, I never listen.

And then today, Mr Creeper in Telus told me we had "quite the desks" and then proceeded to read my shirt slowly. I'm sorry Mr 40-year-old-creeper, I know you can read, you don't need to stare at my chest and SOUND OUT the words. That's for six year olds.

Anywho, I have to go do homework. Cheers.