ummm... are you sure? i think this quiz is flawed..


-Perfect- You're the perfect girlfriend. Which
means you're rare or that you cheated :P You're
the kind of chick that can hang out with your
boyfriend's friends and be silly. You don't
care about presents or about going to fancy
placed. Hell, just hang out. You're just happy
being around your boyfriend.


What Kind of Girlfriend Are You?
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What a fantastic 48 hours this has been. From the fun of Thursday, to the somewhat restrained, but nevertheless wonderful, evening.. to the lazy, relaxed day on Friday.. to the crazy night of fun tonight; it's shaping up to be a pretty incredible weekend!

Peel is my favourite place ever. Had sooo much fun tonight. Hanging out with the girls was fun; hanging out with the guys even more so. Max's friends were charming.. and it was most flattering to have one of them persistantly trying to come on to me. Of course, I was not at all attracted to him, and made that abundantly clear to him, much to Jen's annoyance.

While being reassured that I was still attractive enough to secure the attention of guys, I was very much a good girl, tonight. I also got a chance to get to know some of the guys a lot better. Alan, for example, is such a great guy. Really spent some quality time with him this evening, and I had a fantastic time. (In an entirely asexual, platonic way, of course!)

I am now completely and totally exhausted. Yaaaaaaaaaaawn. Good night.. or.. good morning, I suppose.

happy 3 months! all in all, it HAS been a happy 3 months!

love you lots!

grocery shopping is awesome! walking miles for no reason is not. but it's been another good day. i like the way this week is going!

snacking is the devil... how i have gone through an entire tub of guacamole? ew! oh well, at least that brutally long walk would've burned off some calories.. and kick-boxing too!

i didnt realize how much i missed active physical activity until jenny and i went back to kickboxing, today. i've gotta get back in shape. ooh.. fencing tonight! yay!

alright.. off to stats i go!

while i still love pink best, i've gotta say.. this black is pretty damn hot, too!

congrats jen, on sinking three in a row at QP last night.. so very proud of you!

poetry is revolting.. but somehow lobb manages to make it less so. hats off to him!

middle of the week of insanity.. two down, two to go! yay! halfway done!

dinner last night was most enjoyable... gotta love thai food.. especially when it's spicy, right? lol

oh, and i love Finding Nemo.. such a great movie.

and yes, these are completely disjointed ramblings.. that's the entire point.

wow... i was expecting the worst, but the reality still comes as a slap in the face. oh well, life goes on.

so, here we are again. it's becoming quite the routine, isnt it? at least we know, now, where we stand, and where we're headed. all good things must, eventually, come to an end, but at least we can enjoy it while it lasts.

"Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened."

"you're a teaser, you turn them on.. leave them burning and then you're gone.. looking out for another, any one will do, you're in the mood for a dance"

i love coming home.. even at the worst of times, when horrible things are going on that have us all terrified, we are all so close, and we have such a great time just enjoying each other's company.

"it was like shooting a sitting duck.. a little small talk, a smile, and baby, i was stuck"

My hair is short. Got it cut yesterday. It didnt turn out the way I wanted it to, but oh well.. it'll grow back. and at least this way the dyed part will grow out faster, right?

"i could chat with you baby, flirt a little, maybe.."

(did i mention how much i love ABBA?)

one of the worst feelings in the world is helplessness. when someone you care about it is hurting, all you want to do is to take them in your arms, and to hold them tightly, telling them that you love them and that everything will be alright. but when the reason that they are hurting is you, your hands are tied. holding you and reassuring you that i love you will only make matters worse. the only thing that can heal certain wounds is time. time, time, time.. something that none of us have any control over. all that we can do is to wait - for time to work its magic; and to hope - that we will each come to realize that things have worked out for the best.

i dont even fully understand what happened. i know that it was me that initiated it, but it’s all a blur, right now. there’s a part of me that refuses to give up the hope that this is just another of those “break-ups” that we’ve had in the past, and that in a few days, everything will be back to normal. after all, we have gone a very very long time without any sort of dispute – it’s almost as though this is overdue. but on the other hand, i cant help but have this sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach that this time it’s the real thing. that this is, indeed, goodbye. and i hate it. im terrified that in a few weeks time, you wont want me back. or, that i wont want to come back. i wish that i had taken some more time to think things through, before confronting you with my concerns. but what’s done is done. there is no changing what has already happened.

i wish that things could have been different. i have never felt so safe, so comfortable, so protected as i did when i was lying in your arms. you were, so many times, the first one i saw when i woke up in the morning, the last one i saw before i fell asleep at night. my days never felt complete unless i had gone over every little detail with you. there were times when you made me feel that there was nothing in the world that mattered, as long as we had each other. you represented so many firsts, for me, and as i have said before, i wouldnt have wanted to share them with anyone else. im not going to pretend that it doesnt bring tears to my eyes to think that i will probably never again be lying in bed with you, with our legs entwined, feeling you absent-mindedly, gently tracing along my palm with a finger; never again be sitting beside you, and have you turn around, tilt my head towards you, and lean in for a kiss; never again have you brush a strand of hair out of my face, as you stroke my cheek. never again will i feel the warmth of your hands against my stomach, the tingle of your fingertips running along my spine, the softness of your lips on my skin. never again will i fall asleep with your arms around me, my head on your chest. i told you that i still love you. it’s true. and i will always love you.. the problem is not that i dont love you. the problem is that the fact that i love you is no longer enough, because for some reason that i dont understand, or like, i am not IN love with you anymore.

i am so sorry for hurting you. if there was some way in which i could, in good conscience, take it back, kiss it all better, i would jump at it. but there isnt. and i cant. all i hope is that you will find it in your heart to one day forgive me, and that we will eventually be able to at least be friends. for the time that we were together, you were my life, my strength, my love, my courage, and most importantly, my friend. i cant believe that i might lose all of that. thank you for everything. and.. im sorry.

im sitting here, at my desk, with tears streaming down my face. i started off feeling horrible because i knew that you must be upset; i started off wanting to comfort you.. and now that i am wrapping up, i still feel horrible.. but now along with being concerned about you, i also am left with an overwhelming sense of loss.. all i want, at this very moment, is to have you holding me, kissing me, telling me that we will be able to work through this, together. cruelly ironic, isnt it? that the one person who can make it all better is the only person who cant? but, whatever happened.. whatever happens, i know that we are both going to be okay.

you are such an amazing person. these past three months have been absolutely magical. thanks for everything. i have no regrets at all about anything we have shared. it has been a turbulent ride, but i have enjoyed every moment of being with you, and i wouldnt trade it for the world. i love you. good night.

funny how things turn out, sometimes. it's not always easy to do the right thing, especially when it's something you really don't want to do.. but sometimes you have to do things that are tough, because you know that it's ultimately for the best. it IS for the best. and we are each going to be alright.

I hate Kingston. It is so bloody frigid.

lack of communication sucks.

what an icky day.. got up late, and REALLY needed to shower, so was ten minutes late for class.. AND forgot my wallet at home.. so I had to spend the entire afternoon in class, hungry. Five and a half hours of lectures, with no food to sustain me.. You can't possibly imagine how excruciating it was. By the time my last class rolled around, I was actually staring off into space, thinking about fried egg sandwiches.. how sad is that? Oh well.. Nourished, now, so back to work!

what a fun day... i miss home.. but now my room is all bright and colourful and cheery..

AND.. i have a pink angora hat!!! Thanks, Shoo, I LOVE it (and you!)

YAY for PINK!! Yes, yes, I know.. I'm SUCH a girl.

Today is a quiet day.. one of those lazy days when you just wanna curl up with a mug of hot chocolate.. or apple cider... or GLOGG! and a really great book...

Sadly, no.. Instead, I get to clean the house, cook, and wash dishes.. in preparation for a dinner party we're holding tonight! Oh well, at least I get to dress up for it.. Looking hot is always fun! And perhaps Jen and I will be able to make good on at least one of our objectives for this week, if we end up going out tonight! LOL

Back to sweeping the living room I go....

HURRAH!! Mooooooooooooooooooooo