Monday, December 13, 2010
Christmas
Soo this is my first christmas living in a house that no one with the same blood as me lives in...its a big step...my boyfriend and i bought our very first christmas tree and lights...not enough lights so just the bottom half of it is covered.... lol, my roommate and i named our tree Bertha...we found a box of my boyfriends christmas ornaments in a box..and we put them up, tanner will make us take them down once he buys some more lights. as i was putting on the ornaments...without my family i felt sad. and as i put up ornaments from my boyfriends childhood I couldnt help but be proud and think "his mom would love Bertha" in a few more days it will be a year since she passed. and it never gets easier. she was like another mother to me, and one of the ncest ladies you would ever imagine. I loved her. and I miss her.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
What I Like About You
So I'm watching this show called What I Like About You. It stars Amanda Bynes and some blonde girl that plays her older sister. This show is about a teenager girl (amanda) who lives with her oldest sister (the blonde one) I really like this show because I use to live with my eldest sister. Not like with the family and parents, but when I moved out for the first time I moved into her place and took over, basically her entire basement. Which was the biggest room ive ever had! and it was so nice to actually live by my own rules...which were her rules plus a few. My oldest sister has been my biggest hero and role model my whole live so living with her was some of the best few months of my life. She has two kids who would wake me up in the early morning so I would stomp upstairs to tell them to be quiet, and as soon as I got upstairs both of the kids would see me and the hugest grins broke out on thier faces and who can be grumpy with those faces beaming at you? Well anyway I just wanted to write a blog (because I'm a cool kid who doesnt want to do homework) about how much I had loved living with my oldest sister Liz. When we had to move and go our separate ways, I would cry myself to sleep most nights because I missed her. And when I visited her at her new place I could barely bring myself to leave it. Even now when I'm living with my boyfriend I still wish I could live with her. And I know that if something ever happens and I have to evacuate the premises I'm going to end up on her doorstep with my bags asking for room and board. with puppy dog eyes of course. And I would be happy.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Life And Death
Ok. So I've come to the startling conclusion that I was meant to stay alive. Someone up there in the big blue sky either really likes me, finds makin my life inconvenient too amusing to end, or has HUGE plans for me. I have had SO many life and death situations that I have come out unscathed I'm starting to get the invincibility syndrome. A syndrome where I think I'm invincible. It's pretty self explanatory. I will tell you ALL of them.
A few hours after I was born. I was stopped breathing. I did the whole blue thing and stuff. But the loving doctors saved me! If I had an idiot doctor I probably would have died!
A few years later, when I was six years old or seven I climbed up on the high dive of the swimming pool...once I was on the top I passed out and fell backwards...on the cement. My heel hit the stairs on the way down, and I would have hit my head if I hadn't fallen on my elbow which was conveniently falling faster than my head.
A little while later.. about two years ago, me being a smart person that I am, decided to jump on a moving train in bare feet (I was wearing flip flops so I put them in my purse because they probably would have gotten in the way anyway) (the ground was covered in those tiny sharp rocks btw) So by the time my friend had jumped off the train was moving faster than before. I had a moment of "oh crap" but knew if I hesitated any longer the train would be moving even faster and I would be screwed, and not in the good way. So without thinking I jumped. My bare feet hit the sharp rocks and I fell...I hit my head, but luckily once again my elbow took the blunt of the fall, and it was once again covered in blood trying to protect my brain, I couldn't move my arm for a few days, but it's good now. Once I was on the ground and my friend had ran over to make sure I was okay, did it actually hit me how dumb we were to do that. And how close we came to playing with death. Lots of people die from trains, and I decided to be a cool kid and tempt fate...I am now scared with trains, don't mess with them, they are more intense than tractors...ok nothing is more intense than tractors.
Nothing really happened to my memory until a few days ago...yesterday actually. So I'm driving with my roommate, and its the first snow fall and the roads are terrible!! Ive been slipping and thanking God for my Jimmy (named Jemina) because my old car would not be able to handle all the curbs I've ran into lately. As I was driving down the highway on this huge hill, I had to switch lanes, since there was an accident, the speed limit was 80km and I was going 50km, because this may be just my second winter driving, I'm not dumb, you don't slam on your brakes and you won't be able to stop going 80, soo I switched lanes and all of a sudden my roommate and I are spinning...full on 360's, we see this huge drop that the highway is above and we both thought we were going to end up in the park below us...at least 20 feet down. So shes sitting there quietly and I'm yelling "OMG OMG OMG WHAT DO I DO WHAT DO I DO!!" And we end up aiming at the oncoming traffic...on the meridian sidewalk thing...so we were safe from both sides of the highway, shaking, and the first person I wanted to call was my mom. She knows everything no matter what the situation is and how old you are...your mom knows all the answers... its just convenient that shes married to a mechanic...but they are in Hawaii...so I call the next person I call in emergency when my mom is unavailable. I call my oldest sister. As soon as I hear her voice I start bawling, then I start laughing because I'm kinda an inappropriate laugh-er. I laughed when I'm in pain and when I'm terrified. So she announced that she was on her way to see if she can help. And I was about to call my boyfriends dad to see what he thinks I should do when a policeman comes up and helps me off the meridian and back onto the traffic where I go home, call my boyfriend crying, and relax.
Someone wants me alive
A few hours after I was born. I was stopped breathing. I did the whole blue thing and stuff. But the loving doctors saved me! If I had an idiot doctor I probably would have died!
A few years later, when I was six years old or seven I climbed up on the high dive of the swimming pool...once I was on the top I passed out and fell backwards...on the cement. My heel hit the stairs on the way down, and I would have hit my head if I hadn't fallen on my elbow which was conveniently falling faster than my head.
A little while later.. about two years ago, me being a smart person that I am, decided to jump on a moving train in bare feet (I was wearing flip flops so I put them in my purse because they probably would have gotten in the way anyway) (the ground was covered in those tiny sharp rocks btw) So by the time my friend had jumped off the train was moving faster than before. I had a moment of "oh crap" but knew if I hesitated any longer the train would be moving even faster and I would be screwed, and not in the good way. So without thinking I jumped. My bare feet hit the sharp rocks and I fell...I hit my head, but luckily once again my elbow took the blunt of the fall, and it was once again covered in blood trying to protect my brain, I couldn't move my arm for a few days, but it's good now. Once I was on the ground and my friend had ran over to make sure I was okay, did it actually hit me how dumb we were to do that. And how close we came to playing with death. Lots of people die from trains, and I decided to be a cool kid and tempt fate...I am now scared with trains, don't mess with them, they are more intense than tractors...ok nothing is more intense than tractors.
Nothing really happened to my memory until a few days ago...yesterday actually. So I'm driving with my roommate, and its the first snow fall and the roads are terrible!! Ive been slipping and thanking God for my Jimmy (named Jemina) because my old car would not be able to handle all the curbs I've ran into lately. As I was driving down the highway on this huge hill, I had to switch lanes, since there was an accident, the speed limit was 80km and I was going 50km, because this may be just my second winter driving, I'm not dumb, you don't slam on your brakes and you won't be able to stop going 80, soo I switched lanes and all of a sudden my roommate and I are spinning...full on 360's, we see this huge drop that the highway is above and we both thought we were going to end up in the park below us...at least 20 feet down. So shes sitting there quietly and I'm yelling "OMG OMG OMG WHAT DO I DO WHAT DO I DO!!" And we end up aiming at the oncoming traffic...on the meridian sidewalk thing...so we were safe from both sides of the highway, shaking, and the first person I wanted to call was my mom. She knows everything no matter what the situation is and how old you are...your mom knows all the answers... its just convenient that shes married to a mechanic...but they are in Hawaii...so I call the next person I call in emergency when my mom is unavailable. I call my oldest sister. As soon as I hear her voice I start bawling, then I start laughing because I'm kinda an inappropriate laugh-er. I laughed when I'm in pain and when I'm terrified. So she announced that she was on her way to see if she can help. And I was about to call my boyfriends dad to see what he thinks I should do when a policeman comes up and helps me off the meridian and back onto the traffic where I go home, call my boyfriend crying, and relax.
Someone wants me alive
Thursday, November 4, 2010
sick and grumpy
I am so sick and tired of people going "oh my life is so hard" eff you, if you think your life is hard try living in mine for a day and you probably would've killed yourself by now. I'm sick. meaning everytime I get out of bed the room spins and I fall back into bed. It means that my brain is foggy and I cant focus on anything. This week was the PERFECT GOD DAMN time to get sick. Couldn't my body have waited till i dont know...Christmas? I can't afford to be sick. I wake up...go to school, stare at the front of the class like a zombie, stare at my homework while some little men are busy taking pickaxes to my brain, i take my knes lab which is the same thing as gym and I almost pass out. I sit in a three hour lecture after my knes lab, wanting to get hit by a car because then I would have a legit excuse to stay in bed all damn day. Then I go to work and sweat my balls off, trying hard nto to sneeze, snot, and cough on the goddamn pizzas...then I come home see the giant stack of homework I know I can't focus on, crawl on the couch and wish for that damn car to hit me already.
Don't sniffle
Drink lots of water
Get lots of sleep
Eat cayenne pepper capsules
Think positive energy
News flash. there is no cure for the common cold.
Don't sniffle
Drink lots of water
Get lots of sleep
Eat cayenne pepper capsules
Think positive energy
News flash. there is no cure for the common cold.
Friday, October 29, 2010
The Life and Times of Miss.Caysie
I live with my boyfriend. He's the biggest sweetheart you will ever meet, he's charming, and makes me laugh so hard my sides hurt. He also talks in his sleep, which is so frikkin hilarious.
ex) Me:I love you
Him: *laughs*
Me: whats so funny?
Him:you. *laughs again* and the stuff you want to color
Me:what do I want to color?
Tanner: you know...post war zepplin
He snores...like he's trying to suck the soul out of your body, which is fine by me, I can sleep knowing no one is going to enter our room with THAT noise going on :) He doesn't clean up after himself, and he makes nothing but macaroni despite his cooking skills. Oh and he farts...like all men do...He'll fart in his sleep and then our room will smell rank! But I love him and wouldn't change him for the world
My best friend has decided Medicine Hat wasn't for her and she moved to Three Hills to attain an education in Nursing at a Bible College. Weird I know. I cry sometimes because I miss her, but we text everyday, and see each other at least every other weekend. So it's not TOO bad. It's a bit exciting that we can still be there for each other while all these very big events are going on through our lives. We have officially been best friends for ten whole years!! We send sappy text messages to each other and when we get together we talk college to each other. Our programs are nothing similar, but we do have SOME similarites so we discuss classic conditioning and etc.
I'm going to college. Child Youth Care Counselling... College is not what I expected and yet at the same time it's everything I had imagined. There's no drama (which is nice) Lots of homework (which isnt) and I'm sleepy all the time. My courses are all communication/listening based so you would THINK it would be easy peasy common sense...not really...there's alot more to common sense then you would realize.
I work...33 hours a week...at a Pizza parlor. It sucks hairy sweaty balls...but at the same time I would love it if certain people would stop whispering about other people behind thier backs...come on I graduated high school for a reason.
That's just the jyst of my life. A surface glance at it. I'm tired all the time, stressed out and am ALWAYS on the move...and yet my house is still a mess, and my homework never goes away. Vacation please!
ex) Me:I love you
Him: *laughs*
Me: whats so funny?
Him:you. *laughs again* and the stuff you want to color
Me:what do I want to color?
Tanner: you know...post war zepplin
He snores...like he's trying to suck the soul out of your body, which is fine by me, I can sleep knowing no one is going to enter our room with THAT noise going on :) He doesn't clean up after himself, and he makes nothing but macaroni despite his cooking skills. Oh and he farts...like all men do...He'll fart in his sleep and then our room will smell rank! But I love him and wouldn't change him for the world
My best friend has decided Medicine Hat wasn't for her and she moved to Three Hills to attain an education in Nursing at a Bible College. Weird I know. I cry sometimes because I miss her, but we text everyday, and see each other at least every other weekend. So it's not TOO bad. It's a bit exciting that we can still be there for each other while all these very big events are going on through our lives. We have officially been best friends for ten whole years!! We send sappy text messages to each other and when we get together we talk college to each other. Our programs are nothing similar, but we do have SOME similarites so we discuss classic conditioning and etc.
I'm going to college. Child Youth Care Counselling... College is not what I expected and yet at the same time it's everything I had imagined. There's no drama (which is nice) Lots of homework (which isnt) and I'm sleepy all the time. My courses are all communication/listening based so you would THINK it would be easy peasy common sense...not really...there's alot more to common sense then you would realize.
I work...33 hours a week...at a Pizza parlor. It sucks hairy sweaty balls...but at the same time I would love it if certain people would stop whispering about other people behind thier backs...come on I graduated high school for a reason.
That's just the jyst of my life. A surface glance at it. I'm tired all the time, stressed out and am ALWAYS on the move...and yet my house is still a mess, and my homework never goes away. Vacation please!
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