♫♪born in the arms of imaginary friends

   Today was a thinking day for me. One of those days where you take everything currently going on in your life right now, lay it out on your minds imaginary table and analize every friggen detail of each thing. It's exausting. Somethings you are satisfied with so you leave  them be, there are some you will spend very little time looking and at some that you will spend more time looking then the others. One thing that I spent a lot of time thinking about today was my friends. I realize that I haven't been a very good friend to any of my friends lately and for that I am truely sorry. This year has been a struggle for me. So much is on the line this year, basically this year will decide the difference between me living out my lifes dreams, or staying in Victoria and doing the same as everyone else. I want to make a difference, I want to change the world! I know it may feel that I am ditching you guys, but I just need to focus. All of my being is going into my goal for UWC and im making a lot of sacrifices to make it happen. Just remember that I love you all very much and if you can understand and wait until my application is in, then you are THE BEST FRIENDS EVER.

  Today I had a thought.. What happens if I don't get into UWC's? What will I do then? I refuse to go back to my local highschool... I could never face the people I would have let down if I didn't get in. I'd find it hard to be at home... For my family always believed in me with all their being.. I could never cope with it.... So im going to give it my all.


Quote of the day:
I will always be envious of the birds that fly high in the sky.
 

The reason for the season baby.

   Happy Christmas everyone. I hope the true reason for this season is still in your heart. Not the presents and the baubles, but the togetherness, the laughter and the love. For me, it wasn't the opening of the presents or the enthusiam towards the gifts that made me smile, but those lingering moments, the laughter and smiles when remembering those fond past christmas memories and the love that floated over everyone like a cloud of smoke. Sadly, no matter what... I always get down around the holidays. Christmas gets more commercialized each year and there is nothing I can do about it but sit there and watch as it consumes the people around me. Not with the fact that this season is supposed to bring us together, to make us thankful with what we have and who we have in our lives... . But rather the people are consumed in last minute shopping, what they will recieve and who can purchase the greatest gift. For all you out there that still remember the true meaning of christmas in your heart, then I give you my congratulations. Cherish those smiles... Those moments of laughter and those moments that make your heart swell with joy as you realize how lucky you truely are and never let the true meaning of christmas fade.

   Birthday in 2 days. My current feeling about this include: anxiousness, nerviousness and "blindness".  So many things will take place in my 16th year of life including either acceptance or rejection to UWC, Service project to Kenya, whether or not i'll be able to raise $12,000 for Kenya and so much more. I think my biggest fear about turning 16 is that I know as soon as I do, there is no hiding from what lies ahead. No backing out, or running away. I will have to face my future with an open mind, a understanding heart and a couragious soul. We'll just have to wait and see how it turns out!

Quote of the day:
"The smoothest way is full of stones" - Yiddish proverb

If it's going to be, it's up to me!

Today= Beyond damn words. So many amazing things happened. I realized how much I am in love, I realized how amazing my family is and I realized that the reality of UWC is NOW within arms reach.

WHERE TO START?! Well, Bradley since I know you are probs gunna be the first person to read this, im going to write about us first. Today was literly beyond words. I love how something I find like a second nature to do, you see as one of the most amazing acts of kindness ever. My goal in life is to help the less fortunate, so when I get down on the level of a homeless man, introduce myself to him and let him know that I notice him and that I care by offering him some comfort by getting him food... I love how you see how important acts of kindness are. We all must realize that we don't always need to give something... But even if we can just aknowledge the less fortunate and let them know that we care and want to help, whether it is through a smile, a kind word or a warm meal... It will make that persons day. We don't need to do it all, but if we all do something no matter how big or small, we could really get all the homeless off the streets.
(Btw Brad, today was one of my favorite days of my life so far. Te amo baby)

My family is amazing. They are all so supportive and I just know my dream for UWC is just as much as my dream as it is theirs for me. My mom came into my room tonight and told me that she moved our family out here so that we could be closer to UWC Canada. "Rach, I thought that if we moved out here then that was my way of putting my dream for you in your view. After that I knew it was your choice as to whether you would make the dream yours or not." LOVE YOU SO MUCH MOM.

Oh. and about UWC. Found out now that if I do get accepted I have ways of getting the whole $66,000 scholarship paid for. UWC IS FINALLY IN SIGHT PEOPLE! I can feel it, only two months until applications have to be in. It is no longer a want or a need to go to UWC's, its going to happen.

Quote of this blog (going to do this all the time starting now)

"IF IT'S GOING TO BE, IT'S UP TO ME!"

6 months later...

Today, I was cleaning my room (due to my mothers assumption that there were new species growing under my desk) and came across my summer journal from 2008. In this journal were my thoughts, feelings and emotions from my experiences in 2008 at Outward Bound, Wales and The West Coast Trail. Reading through, some of the entries made me laugh out loud, some of them made me cry and some even made me ashamed of my actions. the summer of '08 will always be the best summer of my childhood though.  At the end of my journal was a letter that I had written to myself during my 24 hour solo at Outward bound. I remember that we were all to write one, then the camp would mail them to us 6months later. The day I got my letter back in the mail was around a year ago. My first thoughts after reading my letter filled with advice, criticism and goals to myself was "Wow Rach, your friggen brutal". In that letter, I wrote about things I liked about myself, things I knew I needed to change and things id have to sacrifice to be the person I yearned to be in the future. It makes me curious thinking about it now, what would you write in a letter to yourself? What would you consider some of your great qualities and some that you really should get rid of? What do you like most about yourself and what would you like to change.

Atsikana Pa Ulendo: Girls on the Move! (Malawi)

Found this on a scrap peice of paper in my binder today, thought id write it on here:


Nov. 3rd
DREAMS CAN COME TRUE! IF YOU HAVE THE DRIVE AND THE DETERMINATION, YOU CAN ACCOMPLISH ANYTHING YOUR HEART DESIRES. Take Memory Chazeza for example. A orphaned girl from Malawi (one of the poorest countries in the world) who grew up amongst poverty and illness, she struggled to complete her education. Once she had finished her secondary school education, she had a dream, in which she wanted to help other girls in Malawi who didn't have access to education be able to finish secondary school and get a degree for themselves. In 2000, she met a Canadian teacher named Christie that was working at the same school as Memory was and they decided to join heads and make this dream a reality. Six years later 22 of their previous students had finished their secondary schooling and further training. This was just the beginning for Memory and Christie!

After joining forces, they opened their school Atsikana Pa Ulendo (Girls On The Move) Secondary School, which opened to the first 80girls (all full scholarship!) in January 2008. 80 More girls are accepted each year and through sponsership and fundraising taking part in Canada through Christie.
After Memory and Christie's presentation to my Social Justice 12 class today I felt so inspired. If these two woman could go into a country as poor as Malawi and take a dream of giving girls of Malawi the opportunity to have Secondary education and turn it into reality, then there is no reason I couldn't make it into a UWC!

Give it your all!

I didn't have a chance last night to write a post but what happened last night I want to remember forever so i'll write it tonight.

 Well school sucked majorly. I got home around 4:30 and all I wanted to do was curl up under the covers and stay there until christmas. Just as I was bout to call it a night and go to bed (aroud 5... Im lame!) I heard knocking. Our house has like six doors on the main floor that lead to outside so i went scrambling all around trying to see if anyone was here. With no luck I started heading upstairs. Then, someones comes up behind me on the stairs, picks me up and swings me around. It was my host brothers from Pearson College! I was so happy to see them! Mo  from Yemen, Logan from Cali and Yannick from Hong Kong. I hadn't seen any of them in a while so I was soooo happy to see them all. The wonderful boys had decided to suprise me for my birthday (which is on the 27th) before they all go home for the holidays. It was so much fun! We decorated gingerbread men, and each of the boys had made me avery special card each. My favorite was Logan's cuz he wrote all about how he believes in me and my goal for UWC. Also, at the end of the night before they all went back to the college, the sweetheart took me aside and said words that made me tear up. "R, you desrve to go to a UWC so much. Your overqualified I think, and if they don't accept you then im going to friggen tell them off. Everytime I think of you applying my heart speeds up because I know that like me, you know that UWC is a once in a life time opportunity and I know you will give it 110%. I believe in you , never forget that." TOTALLY MADE MY 2009!

Like a maze.

Had a really good chat with a new friend tonight. During out conversation, he asked me what my opinion was on fate. Whether I believed  in what if's, or that our lifes already planned out. My personal opinion? I belive when god plans out our lives, he creates it like a maze. there will be dead ends, right ways to go and some not so smart ways to go. Only we can decide which path we decide to take. Only we can decide how we react when we are met with a dead end. Do you just sit down and admit defeat? Or do you go back and try to find a different path to take. Now, look back at your life. How many dead ends can you remember? Was it maybe as severe as a divorce in your family, or just a bad grade in a certian class. Did you raise the white flag? Or did you say "Im not going to let this stop me" and keep going?

Eternal Childhood. <3

The sun is out for the first time in weeks. The skies finally blue, with clouds ready to burst lingering overhead. It's period three, the period of the school when I work as a teachers assistant and work with the special needs students. Today, I work with Micheal and we go outside. Basketball in hand, he runs inhead of me, straight towards the puddles. He may be 17years old, but he has a gift. A gift of childhood forever. While the rest of us grow old, Michael's love and innocence will remain. As I look forward, I see him running through puddles. The old rain water sprays all over his front, drenching him from head to toe. Does he complain? No. Rather, he comes up to me and gives me a big hug. A wet one I might add! I let him continue to play as I sit on the steps and look up. I love the sky after it rains. There is always a mix of dark clouds and white clouds, leaving what comes next a mystery. "Rae, Rae!" Michael says, which is his best attempt at my name due to his speaking disorder, as he jumps up and down waving me over.  As I walk over to him, he crouches down and motions for me to do the same. As I look back at him wondering what to do next, he points down. In front of us is a puddle, with our reflections staring back at us. "Mike" He says as he points as his reflection. "Rae" I say as I point at mine. But he shakes his head. "No. That friend. Mike's Friend." A smile covers my face. "Yes, that she is Mike. That she is." :)

I'm going to love you with my life.

You ask what it is that makes me love you. It's as if you want me to just say one thing... but it's all the little things that make me love you so much...

I love the way you eyes seem to brighten up when you see me..
I love the way you wrap your arms around me from behind..
I love the way your smell still lingers on me after your gone..
I love how your such a goof... Especially since your my goof..
I love that you are willing to just hold me all night long..
I love how you are comfortable enough to show me all your colours..
I love how you make me laugh..
I love how sensitive and honest you are..
I love how you respect me.. Treating me so well..
I love the way just being around you makes my heart swell with joy..
What can I say baby, It's all these reasons and more... that I love you for. <3

In the eyes of a young girl.

Blank stares, a unreadable gaze looking back at you. Don't you wish, that you could tell what she was thinking? Don't you wish you could know what was racing through her mind, right here, right now. Are you curious as to what she thinks about you? Are you curious as to what she thinks about life? Somedays, you just find her so easy to read. Her feelings, her thoughts, seem to be written all over her face. She is like a book waiting for you to read. Other days, there is no way of knowing. No way for you to know what is going on inside of her. Why? Because, she is scared. Scared of how you would react if you knew... Knew how she was feeling, how she was thinking... Oh the mysteries.....

...In the eyes of a young girl.

Pay me back with a thousand kisses.

RENT. Such a good movie. About homeless people and their struggle with aids. Expressed as a musical it touches the heart on so many levels. Watching this movie makes me realize how it doesn't matter how much shit life throws at us, as long as we have people around us who love us. My most favourite line from this movie is "You can pay me back with  thousand kisses." This movie makes me truely appreciate how lucky I am to have so many people around me who love and support me.

Anyways! Apparently it's that time of year again. Ho Ho...Ho?
I used to love Christmas so much but now.... Not so much. It depresses me how commercialized Christmas has become. The traditional symbol of Christmas used to be Jesus in the Manger, but NOW its a frigggen Christmas present. Just another way to get people to buy more stuff that they don't really need. Bah Hum Bug. What happened to the true meaning of christmas?!

Baby, you make me believe.

 Tears, streaming down my face. I feel defeated. I just want to curl up in bed and stay there until the feeling passes. I want so dearly to give up. As I put my face into my hands, I notice my ring. I look down it and read what it says "Believe". My bestfriend who died four years ago gave me this ring. I recieved in the mail a month after he died. A note was attached. It only had  17 words. "Even when you don't believe in yourself, know that no matter where I am, I believe in you." This memory, is like a flicker of flame... but a fire can't survive without something to burn. You are the fuel for my inner fire. What keeps it from dying, what has the ability to make it big and powerful. Your what I need. You feed the fire within me. Chad always believed in me, but it means more to me to know that you believe in me now.. and that you are still here. Everyone else that has said that, I just couldn't help but doubt them. But you... you I trust. I know you believe in me, so I shall believe in myself. Cuz I love you and I know that you will be there always. I will not give up. When they kick me down, I will get back up and be stronger than before. For with your love, I will not surrender. I will believe. In our love, in your faith, in myself.

The perfect "We".

When it comes to lovin' couples,
don't we make the perfect pair-

There's romance, love, and laughter

in the friendship that we share.

We care enough to listen,

to trust and understand.
side by side and hand in hand,

We both know that we're lucky

and we've got a good thing going.

Through ups and downs

and give and take,

our love just keeps on growing...

'Cause I bring out the best in you,

and you the best in me-

I guess it takes the two of us

to make the perfect "we."

Love you Bradd! <3

See that girl? She's a uniquer.

Quarky.. Akward... Weird.. Strange... Funny... Lovable... Unusual... Unique. All of these are words that I have heard when I ask people "What do you think of me?" Personally, I like to be thought of as Uniquer :)

   There are just so many things about me that are different. For example, I love taking pictures. Not just of things like plants and such, but of people. Not of people I know, but of random people that I see. I may not know them, but I believe that a picture is worth a thousand words and with a good photo you can imagine what their story is.

  My idea of a fun weekend is doing a 8hour shift at the homeless shelter in Victoria. Unlike some people who  believe that these guys decided to be homeless, I know different. It makes it all worth those endless hours of being elbow deep in soup and mayo sandwhiches when that one person comes up to me, gives me a big smile and says "thank you".

  I've never been able to be part of just one clique. Im a jock, a nerd, a goth, a rebel and a tree hugger all in one package! People find it odd that im friends with the football captain, the schools well known stoner, the top acedemic student and even some of the caf kids (who are some pretty spamtastic people if you get to know them).

  These are just some of the things that I am. My hope is that people will never be able to find a term to define me other than "Unique".

The release.

  It was quiet. The only noise that could be heard was the fallen leaves being crushed under your footsteps. You continue walking. The only way of navigation is the light from the full moon that rests above you in the night sky. The wind blows strongly around you, causing goosebumps to arrise on your skin. You pull your sweater tighter around you and speed up. Right now, you are going against everything you know to be right. You know that by doing this, you will be dissapointing those that love you, that are back home tucked into their beds. You should be there too; at home, asleep and safe. You just couldn't help but take the risk though. Being back there was like being burried alive: No one could hear your cries for help and you felt as if the air was being snatched away from your lungs.

   You've been walking for a hour now. So close to your destination that it makes your blood turn hot. No matter how strong your urge is to slow down and take a breath, you keep on going, scared that if you stopped, someone would hear you. Left foot forward, then right, then left. On and on you keep this pattern going, until... You can smell it, before you can even see it. The mixed smell of salt, seaweed and the beach. You let out a breath of ease. Your finally safe. No one will find you or disturb you here. The moons image mirrors on the great sea. The waves mesmorize you, as they crash against the shore. You can almost hear the ocean speaking to you "Come away with me, come away to a place where you can be free." You think of your family, of how they will react when they find you not in your bed. Will they be worried? Will they know where to find you? You shake your head, ridding your brain of those questions and just thinking about the ocean. You kick your shoes off, and slowly walk to the waters edge. A wave hits your foot and sends shivers up your spine, making your teeth chatter but you don't stop there. Within 5steps, the water is up to your waist. There is no turning back now.

The first..

First's. A term so god damn simple that basically applies to everything in our lives. First steps, first word, first relationship, first love, first car, first kid... The list goes on and on. Out of all your first's... Which one stands out in your memory the most? Was it the first time you ever got kissed? Or the first time your traveled.. The first time you drove a car or the first time someone other than family told you they loved you? I know mine :)

I had a feeling that I could be someone.

     Tracy Chapman's voice fills my ears. The lyrics to 'Fast Car' consume me, making me close my eyes, taking ahold of my heart and just erasing everything else. A smile crosses my face, lingering there for a moment as I take a deep breath in and sigh. *You've got a fast car, and ive gotta plan to get us outa here* A song about a new start, getting out there and being all that your capable of. Her songs inspire me, talking about the crossroads of life, new starts, new adventures, equality, everything that is important to me and that will be part of my near future. It makes me think of who I am truely, and who I have the opportunity to be, if I get into UWC.  How badly my heart yearns for being accepted. How badly I want to get in with all my being. But now, I feel as if there is something holding me back.. Friends, co-workers, people at the homeless shelter I have grown to love, a certian person in particular who I barely know, but already love.. Will I be able to go off to the college, knowing that I wont get to see these people for almost two years? Or will I feel a resistance when I try to leave... Hear my feelings calling for them... Only time will tell.

 

It feels like peace.

This morning was so amazing. I just want to share it. The way i was feeling was so unreal.

This morning, I woke up to the flashing of my phone at 4am. 17unread messages. For some reason I couldn't face them so I turned off my phone. Outa bed and called Fernando. I just couldn't sit still, needed to get out. 2 hours later we were out in Ladysmith and our kayaks were off the car and ready for the water. It was chilly, I could feel the breeze of the ocean nipping against my bare skin. It felt so natural as my kayak slipped into the water. My hands gripping the paddle, taking that first stroke . After the first one, it was like an addiction. I just couldn't stop, couldn't slow down. Fernando just couldn't keep up, so I pulled ahead. I just felt so driven, by everything that has been going on lately. Stress from school, Richard dying, my grandmother health getting worse... It was just sureal.
Finally, I just stopped. I was done, I couldn't believe how amazing I felt. It was just as if everything that seemed to be dragging me down lately had just been lifted. I had paddled it away. It was fantastic.Looking around me, land seemed so far away. I had no idea where I was! Looking at my watch, I was shocked to see that it was 9am! I had been kayaking for three hours. Tears started rolling down my face. I took our my cellphone and called Fernando. He didn't ask questions, just told me to go up to a boat, find my location and he would come pick me up in his boat. by 10:30 I was back at the Marina. Fernando wasn't mad for me ditching him, and the ride back to my place he just listened as I described to him what had happened. He's such a good friend that one, he just understands. He never judges, he never complains, it's great. He's moving tomorrow so we are going out to dinner tonight. Im going to miss him, but I know that his job opportunity in Spain is a great one and it will be an amazing experience for him.

*SIGHS*

Bought a ticket to the end of the rainbow..

It's official. I've been hit by love. The endless thoughts of him.. The butterflies when they say your name and they wrap their arms around you.. How you don't want to go to sleep at night because reality is finally better thn dreamland.. Reading their messages to you over and over and over... Talking about him so much that your friends tell you to shutup!... yep... Im suffering from it.. AND I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! This isn't like me.. It's so weird... He's such an amazing guy though.. Brad that is... He just.. Gets me...!Gah. Can't talk about him for too long cuz then I get all lovely dovey and listen to our song.. Im such a loser...

SO UHM! this weekend! A kid from Hungary, South Africa and Hong Kong are coming to my house for four days! UBER UBER EXCITED.
*sighs* its been a good weeek. Have three tests tomorrow thanks to skipping classes with boyfriend... Thanks Brad!

This place is mine. But it could be yours too.

This is a rewrite. Wrote it on paper when I was at the lake and thought I would publish it here.

Finally. I am at peace. There is a place, known to very few above the lake by my house.. When up there you can see the whole lake. It is beautiful. This is my place to think, to be alone and to just be at ease. Here, all my problems seem to lift up from within me and slide down the hill and into the depths of the lake. The view is stunning. To my right is a tree.. My tree, scrawled with my thoughts, my favorite quotes and my dreams. I've never shown anyone this tree... It will remain mine and only mine. I love being here, I wish I could share it with him.. He's the only one I think would truely appreciate it. He just gets me... Which is weird since I just met him. He is like an illusion.. Is he for real? Or will he evaporate into the air when I touch him.. It always seems that when something or someone really great comes along.. It turns out to be too good to be true.

The water is calling to me.. My kayak is waiting.. For its chance to slice into that still water, to carry me through the waves and protect me... To be my escape from the actual world.. Adios

Jesus in a racecar!

All I can say is WOW! Last night was awesome. More thn awesome.. It was amazing! Spent more than 6hours talking to this guy from my language class at school... Im smiling just thinking about it! I haven't connected with someone like that since my best friend Kainan over two years ago.. We talked about everything.. It was surreal. Just as I was starting to lose all faith that there might be any good guys left in the world... He came along and opened my eyes!

Today was an okay day. Was sent home from work (I teach swimming lessons to lil kids) because I have strep and my brother might possbily have swine.. (he's in the hospital though so its not like i could catch it) So I ended up volunteering as the photographer for my dads firefighter event. It was a lot of fun dispite all the rain!!! Kept thinking about a certian person.. Eek!

Today is the day we are thankful.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone. I hope your thanksgiving was a rewarding as mine.
Today I was at the local homeless shelter from 7-3. It is always a very rewarding experience for me when I go there to volunteer. Sure, it can get mucky: being elbow deep in mayo and sandwiches, but it is all made worth it when those people smile at me and tell me thanks.

I realized today that I really do have so much to be greatful for. My amazing family, who is always there for me to support me and lend a hand no matter what the situation... my fabulous friends; who are quarky, loving and let me be myself around them... My teachers and other staff at school, always greeting me with smiling faces and telling me "You can do anything you set your mind to, were so proud of you!" I want to thank them all.. Linda, Corrine, Heidi, Curtis, Matt, Patrick, Trevor, Ms. Fenn, Ms. R, EVERYONE! You guys have all been amazing and I know you will all be there supporting me when I apply for World Colleges in the Spring. Love you guys!

A special thanks as well to my friends that have passed away this year that I know are watching over me up in heaven:
*Andrew Paone
*Richard Poole
*Catherine Leando anddd
*Chris Hallium.
Love you guys so muchh :)

Gimmie your best walk ;)

TODAY, I was a model. Not just any model, but a German/Brazilian/ Canadian modell! As an ambassador for my school, I was introduced to my group today. A boy from Brazil and two girls from Germany. They were really nice kids! Was funny cuz our teacher decided that our "nice to meet you" game would consist of one person from each group getting dressed up in somesort of outfit made from newspaper! Course, I was made to be the model. Covered in bows, flowers, a tiara (a very nice one I might add) and "paper boobs" (apparently my C's are too small?). It was so much fun cuz once every group was done we did a version of a catwalk. Silly silly students :)
But yaaa, got along really well wif the brazilian and will be going out to lunch wif him after school tomorrow.. It shall be fun!

Had my very first Social Justice 12 class today. We watched a documentary called "On our watch". It was a very good film, all about the genocides in Rwanda, Bosnia and Sudan. It was very eye opening, giving the viewers a look into the raw truth of what really happened over there. After watching the hour long documentary, we had a class discussion about our thoughts on the genocides and the UN's involvment in ending them. It was a good discussion, except for this prick who just happens to be the guy i spent all summer working with, starting yelling to try and get his point across, getting MAD because not everyone shared his views on the UN. It was very childish, I mean not EVERYONE is always gunna agree with you in life!!! Its all about having your own opinion and respecting others opinions.

Am exited for the weekend. My bestfriend (all the way from YEMEN) will be here for thanksgiving anddddddd... working a 8hour shift at the homeless shelter downtown on Monday with my downtown friends. :)

OHHHH. Biggest thing.. I misss my best bud PATRICK. I love him to pieces, but he's all the way in the states for school... :( I wont get to see him until my birthday which is like in 3months.... GRRR.

So long, farewell (we'll miss you)

Today was not a good day. It started off alright, saw all my friends, got a 100% on my oral presentation in spanish (that I was up all night doing!) and then as I was in 2nd block and the announcements came on over the intercom, my day completely fell apart. Richard, this special needs boy from my school that I have send hours upon hours working with since March of last year.. Died over the weekend. I couldn't believe it. It was just Friday that I was spending time with him.. Talking to him, playing with him, watching him smile.. And now hes gone. I completely lost it.. Started crying in class to the point that I was in hysterics and that my teacher had to remove me from the class. Ended up just leaving school, I couldn't be around there. Walked the 20km home and it took a couple hours but I feel it was just what I needed. I was on the goose soI had the freedom to cry... to let myself express everything I was feeling.. I think it was exactly what I needed.

Richard Poole, I know your up in heaven with god now and I want to say that im going to miss you so much hunny, you really were one of gods wonderful gifts.

Just an ordinary day... MY ASS!

Today, as I was skipping class and walking down the hallway (don't tell my History teacher!) I ended up skillfully tripping over my big clown feet and doing a faceplant into the ground, spraying my books everywhere. A guy that was walking by bent down to help me and as I look up I fell in love. There, was a kid, with frizzy hair, those HUGE old fashioned glasses, suspenders and a "I <3 Einstein" Pin! (I have the same pin, go meee!) As he helped me pick up my books, we exchanged names and got to talking. Finally, ANOTHER nerd in my school! Here is a guy that is only 16 and spends his free time either tutoring others or taking extra classes at Camoson. We spent the next 30mins just standing there talking about Human Anatomy and Star Wars. It was AWESOME! Sadly, the guy wont be going to my school since he's already at a different highschool so I wont get to have him as a best budd :( But ya, was pretty great, especially when we started quoting Star Wars!!! (How I ever managed to get a boyfriend I have no idea). Totally the highlight of my MONTH! Othen thn that, it was pretty much a normal day. Slapped an ex really hard across the face, randomally shouted 'SEX' in the hallways to see how many people would turn their heads (all of them did!) and got called Munshkin by my Principle... Oh and the school secretary decided we should have code names for eachother. I haven't really decided on what I want mine to be yet... Who knows!

The popping of my Blogging Cherry!

After reading my friends blog, I felt inspired to write my own. Who knows if anyone will ever read it, but it's a good way of expressing one's self. So! My real name will remain a sercret, but I can be known as the dreamer.Im not sure where to start with this, so ill start with my most current thought. United World Colleges. UWC. The three most bittersweet letters in my vocabulary of life. My future goal, hope and dream. Never heard of it? United World Colleges was started around 65years ago and there are 13 of the colleges around the whole world. Canada, U.S.A, Italy, India, Norway, Costa Rica, you name it! Each year, between 200-1000 kids from all over the World get to go to each one of the schools. It is a two year program (last year of highschool and first year of college) and basically full scholarship! Kids are chosen by their potential and merit.. On their ability to make a difference in the world... Ya, im blabbing. This is something I REALLY WANT TO DO. So badly that I can't even begin to think of what i'll do with my life if I dont get excepted. This is my year to apply, and out of the 10,000 Canadian kids that apply, only around 59 will get excepted... What I wouldn't give to be one of those kids..
Woops, getting kicked off by the rents.. Back soon hopefully?