I know this is long but it's funny I swear! :D

Hey guys!
I am currently typing from my aunt's house because I am house-sitting! Now, when you first hear this you may be thinking that it's like, sooo easy right? WRONG. Omg, that's so wrong when there is a dog and a cat involved. Holy crap, dogs are hard work mannnn. I know that everyone says that but I seriously am just realizing it now. I mean, you have to watch them or be with them like 24/7. And they don't always act cute and stuff sometimes they're just annoying...or scary if you get the riled up and stuff, which is what I managed to do this morning. Perhaps I should just recap my house-sitting experience so far:
Soooo, yesterday I got here at about noon, which was half an hour late because I got like ridiculously lost in the neighbourhood, kinda embarassing I won't lie. When I finally got here I just asked my aunt a couple of questions and then she was gone! And I had the house and the dog and the cat to myself. The dog was all cute stuff yesterday, playful and smiley, you know that thing that dogs do that makes it look like they're smiling? Yea, he was doing that. Anywho, the dogwalker came in the afternoon and took the dog for his like 2 and a half hour walk (I walk him an hour and a half in the morning) so that was nice that I got a break from playing with the dog because seriously I can only throw that slobbery ball so many times. Seriously. Then my brother showed up with a couple of friends and we made ministrone soup! It was fun and super delicious :D Yea I know, I made something edible without an adult around (my brother and his friends don't count because they kept breaking out into debates about the stereotypical length of men's penis' in each country...I know, it was weird). Pretty exciting. Then after dinner I remembered, 'Omg! I have to take the dog out for a short walk so he can pee before bedtime!' So my brother and his friend decide to come with and we do our little walk and then...I realize about halfway up the steps to the door that I've left the key inside and it locks automatically. Yep, I locked us out at 9 o'clock at night. Fantastic right? It was funny for the first five seconds when I thought my cousin (who was home for the night) was still awake but when politely ringing the doorbell and tapping on the door quickly became frantic ringing and pounding I thought all hope was lost. I pictured myself sitting on the doorstep until five in the morning when I knew he would be leaving for work again (my brother and his firend had bikes so they were fine to bike home), shivering in the morning air. But as a last ditch attempt I got down on my knees and prayed...HA! Just kidding...couldn't resist :P ahem, I got down on my knees and opened the mail slot and yelled into the house, something along the lines of, "Helloooo??!!!I'm locked out!!!Hellooooo??!!!" Lo and behold! Through the window in the door I saw feet the legs then my cousin appear on the stairs. He was looking around confusedly, clearly having just woken up. He was looked into the living room first before realizing that I was at the door. Omg, I have never been so glad to see my cousin before. Whew! I apologized profusely, all the while laughing hysterically probably out of relief, I'm not really sure. All in all it was a great night, terrific and traumatizing. I now keep the front door key in my pant pocket at all times, I never take it out :P I've learned my lesson. I think the funniest part was seeing my cousin's look of confusion as he came down the stairs, looking for the disembodied voice calling out to him.
Right, so that was last night. So this morning I also had a bit of an adventure, hmm more of a very slight adventure, walking the dog for an hour and a half. As I mentioned earlier I riled him up a bit before we left. I didn't realize that the idea of going for a walk would have him trembling with excitement followed by loud barking and jumping on me. You have to understand that this dog is an abnormally large black lab and I'm just average height. In fact if he were to stand on his hind legs he could totally take me down. So, being fed up with having the dog bark in my face while I tried to get my shoes on, I put him outside in the back so I could finish getting ready. Apparently I have the memory of a fart because I must have turned the alarm on and off 5 times before I made it out the door. I then was uncerimoniously dragged to the ravine by the dog, let me remind you of his size. He literally just tugged me all the way to the ravine he was so excited! And then I actually had a lot of fun with him because he found a tennis ball, and let me tell you this dog LIVES for tennis balls, and he would drop it front of me and wait for me to kick it and then go screaming after it only to drop it in front of me once more. I've never had a dog so it was kinda cool :D Speaking of the dog he just got back from his afternoon walk and is slobbering all over me with his toys, hooray! :P K so that means I'm gonna go play with the doggy otherwise he won't leave me alone! Hahaha, tata for now!
OH wait! my superpower....hmmm....I think I'd go for invisibility? Flying? Spidey fingers so i could climb up walls? Reading minds...ehh probs not. Best options for me are flying and invisibility...its so powerful!! :D
Evie

The Answer?

Life is interesting don't you think?
I mean how often do we get caught up in the fantasy world of boys? When really we should be focused on the fantasy world of our lives,cause really our lives are all that matters, right? I mean how often do you wake up and care what you are going to wear, how you are going to look for a boy? I fell in that trap this summer, and unfortunately am not able to release myself. I pride myself on being a strong feminist woman who wears what I like because I like it, doesn't wear make up because I don't like it, then why do I constantly question my looks? Why do I think hey, maybe he'll like me if I wear cover up, pluck my eyebrows, brush my hair (I'm a lazy person/ really busy but I say its the artsy style... yeah...) Is it because I'm insecure or is it just society telling me that I need to be a certain way? I find though that I feel this way when a boy comes into my life that I think hey, he might be what I'm missing. He might be the guy who'll hug me, kiss me, and thinks like me.
That's why I find life interesting, because we're on a constant search for... for the bend around the corner, for something big, for the answer. That's why we go to school, to get a little closer to that final answer. But what is that answer? Is it another person or something else? I hope in all purposes that my answer is Happiness, as I think we all do, its just a matter of getting to it. Its also about making your answer, making yourself happy, making your dreams come true, rather then sitting around waiting. So is that why we chase dreams and people to solve the answer?
As far as my super hero power Rae, that's a tough one. See honestly I thought well that's easy I'll be a witch cause then I'll have a wand and I could do many awesome things. But I think it would have to be... Invisibility. I love people watching, and I know people don't like to be people watched so Invisibility. Semi-side note I knew that I didn't want time travel, something about it just really bothers me... It's why I hate Big and why I couldn't watch 13 going on 30 until after I saw parts at least 30 times. It's also why the third Harry Potter is my least favourite, something about time travel just really weirds me out.
OK. That's me blog!
Miah

Urk Urk

Oh my goodness, you would not believe how terrible a morning I had. Seriously worthy of FML status.

The pain!
The blood!
The inconvenience!
The embarrassment!
The pain!

Haha long story short I'm on antibiotics and should be feeling better in a week.

Now, to answer Rae's question, I've got to give this whole superpower thing a bit of thought.
Basically X-Men has done it all. Over its long history, it's touched upon more superpowers than I could imagine. To me, the coolest is Mystique's power. Perfect mimicry. Oh the possibilities. Imagine all the places you could go, and all the sights you could see that "you" wouldn't normally have the chance to. You could literally be whoever you wanted to be, and I think that that would be an unparalleled opportunity.

Yours truly,

Lee

Indecisive Again...

There are SO many good super powers that someone could have so I am again going to not make a decision and list a few and their advantages:

Flying – Well it would make traveling a lot simpler and the amount of time for travel would be very much shortened.

Time Travel – It would be very cool to be able to travel time and see all the cool historic events but it is important that it would be voluntary time travel.

Mind Reading – Very cool idea in theory but depending on your ability to turn it on and off it might become annoying.

Shape shifting – That would be pretty cool epically if you could become a lot of different things.

Teleportation – That would also be very easy for travelling and you would (almost) never be late for anything again.

Invisibility – Also a good power if it can be controlled and turned on and off with free will.

So there it is six super powers that I wish I could have. I still can’t pick just one but I have decided that the ability to turn the power on and off is very important to me.

So... Till next time,
Rae <3

I’m in a funk.

I have been putting this off all day because I have nothing to say. My life is not interesting, I have not gone to any wild parties (or any parties at all for that matter), my classes are not worth talking about, and there is nothing interesting going on in my life.

I truly wish I had something to talk about.

My question is: If you could have a super power what would it be and why that one?

Sorry that this is so lame...

Till next time,

Rae <3

Ahh the morning ritual

Hello all!
Feeling good today :D Mostly because I'm actually going to be DOING things today. How exciting! And yes I most definitely performed my morning ritual, in fact my hair is still drying from my shower.
SO. Because this year I don't go to school and I do nothing with my days I don't have a ritual that I stick to so I'll outline my ritual from last year. It goes a little something like this: wake up to the piercing sound of one of the most annoying alarms ever (I know everyone thinks this but...I uno, mine's pretty damn annoying), roll over and give myself another five or ten minutes on the alarm, wake up again and finally drag myself out of bed, get dressed (eats up a good chunk of my morning), do my hair (another big chunk), go downstairs to eat breakfast, read the comics with breakfast, make my lunch, pack my backpack if I need to, then go back upstairs to wash my face (personally I've been converted to Clearasil, but I've also used Clean&Clear, Neo-something-something, and Nivea, which sucks, don't try it) and brush my teeth, then go back to my room to do my makeup and grab anything I need before slinging on the 'ole backpack and heading out the door!
All in all it usually took me 40-50 minutes to get ready in the morning. I was...well I guess I still kinda am, a freak cuz I used to have time segments for each thing I did in the morning. I think I allotted about ten minutes for each thing I had to do. So, ten minutes to get changed, ten minutes to make my lunch (while simultaneously making my breakfast), then ten minutes to eat before I went upstairs and had ten minutes in the bathroom and ten minutes for makeup. Before I wore makeup I had it down to 40 minutes on the dot, but then it took me an extra ten minutes to do makeup so it turned into a 50 minute routine. And if I messed up on one thing, like taking too much time then it threw my whole ritual off...I'm a weirdo I know. Now that I have so much time though, my morning are not so stressful anymore :D I like having open mornings, I think after shoving myself into such a tight time schedule I feel like I never have enough time, even for small things like writing this blog for example. So now I'm giving myself all the time I need, hooray for mental and emotional healing!!
Anyhow, I think I win the award for most unnecessary detail for morning ritual :P
Well, that's all folks!
Evie :D

GHA!

Ok. So I literally have no time to write this blog today, as I am currently writing this on my iPod touch while my dad gets gas for the car. ( it's 10:20 btw, and I just finished a life drawing class that I had to take for homework.
So my morning routine consist of wake up, get mother to wake me up more ( i tend to fall asleep after my alarm goes off) I get dressed, sometimes turn on my computer in hopes of a class or two being canceled, eat breakfast, go to the washroom, wash and brush, then run out the door because by then I'm already running late.
AND OH MY GOD IS THIS EPIC! http://video.the-leaky-cauldron.org/video/1619
The end
Miah

The Moment I Wake Up…

Hey all, close call today. Blogging after 11 PM! Chalk it up to a busy day, I guess.

Evie, good Friday question.

Lee's Morning Routine:

(And let me tell you, it's a long-ass routine.)

Fiddle around with different alarms, managing to sleep in at least half an hour. Get up, brush teeth, wash face, put on creams of sorts. Put on antiperspirant while getting changed, find some time to pee (don't look at me like you don't do the same thing), maybe put on some makeup, do hair, get bags together, maybe eat… go to class… I dunno why, but it takes a really really long time.

On that note, I've decided to turn over a new leaf. I'm not feeling in control in this new environment, so here's to… imposing control! I've committed to scheduling in my homework and free time activities, to waking up before 8 o'clock, to having breakfast every day and to going to class with people I know (or at least sitting with them). Hopefully this will infuse my life with a bit of that nice "in control" feeling, by virtue of having some real structure now.

And I hope to be more productive and more efficient with time.

Tall order? If you're going to turn over a leaf, why not make it a massive leaf.

-Lee

Out of ideas...

I literally have no idea what to say so I’m gonna just answer Evie’s question. Here at school I have to make sure that I have my key because if I don’t then I’m stuck outside the door till my roommate shows up but beyond that nothing really. The only other thing is kind of a force of habit – to look in the mirror, make sure I am wearing my retainer and glasses. But at home there is really nothing that I do before leaving the house, no key needed because we have a number pad entrance to the house. Sorry that I don’t have much to say.

Till next time,

Rae <3

A talk about t-shirts (ha! i just spelled that t-shits)

Blog time!
Hello all (that's assuming we have some readers...) as I have already written a blog this week, the day before last to be specific, this one will be a little shorter. Also I'm not sure what to write about today. It seems that having nothing to do all day sort of dries up your imagination and leaves nothing for you to write about in your blog! Booerns, am I right?
Unfortunately I'm not feeling my best at the moment. A bit of a headache, but more of a fake one really. You know the ones that pound your head for a few seconds before retreating for a bit, pretending to go away and then BAM! It's back with a vengence! Only to retreat again...sigh* Sneaky little bastard (yea I'm reading harry potter so I'm imagining this read in what my brain seems to think is a pretty authentic British accent but realistically, if I was to say it out loud I'd get majorly mocked).
So I've decided I need more t-shirts. Not plain t-shirts, though I guess they could be plain, just t-shirts I can wear around the house because, let's face it, I spend a lot of time hanging around the house. I also think it would be more appropriate to wear a t-shirt when I go grocery shopping instead of the dressy tops I own. I never realized how many dressy tops I own versus 'just hangin around the house' tops, of which I own about two. And they're getting a tad ragged. I mean, who wants to wear a tattered old top to the grocery store that practically screams 'I just sit around the house all day doing nothing!!' I can just imagine the looks I'd get...not that I've gone out in a ratty t-shirt yet, and so have yet to experience any such a glance. I always do the sort of clean up thing before I head out the door. It's like an impulse thing, plus it's nice to know I have somewhere to go that, well, I don't have to look NICE for, but I do want to look slightly presentable for.
AHA! So this brings me to the next question of the week: Before you poke your head out the door in the morning (or in my case late afternoon :P) do you guys have a ritual to getting ready in the morning? Let's hear them!!
I definitely do! But you don't hear about it till next week :D You'll just have to wait :P
Ttfn
Evie :D

Just thinking...

It's a little bit funny... (haha moulin rouge anyone?) actually though, I've been thinking about how it's kinda funny that we tend to define ourselves with little things like favourite colours or types of music. As if someone's favourite colour really says anything about what their like. I mean...it's so little to go on, a simple colour like red or blue? So if they like red their intense and if they like blue they're depressed or emo? I'm not angry (:P that last question sounded aggressive) or anything, just thinking aloud...or typing it out. I feel like getting to know someone is more about knowing how they feel about stuff, like their life experiences and shit. You may find out they lived through something like say a divorce but you wouldn't understand them from just that you'd only know their parents split up. You'd have to also know how they reacted to it and how they felt about it to really, iuno, get to know them better? Understand them better? I'm clearly confused about the whole thing.
In any case, I have nothing against favourite colours, I mean I have a favourite colour, it's yellow. A nice, sunny yellow. But that's not because I'm always happy and it fits my personality, I just like how happy the colour is and how it can brighten up a room or like...I guess a field if there's a bunch of flowers or something... :P Watevs. In any case I would defenitely not paint my nails yellow, hahah! I don't think it would look good on me. For MY nails I'd go bold... SPARKLES. Everywhere. I mean it would mostly be silver sparkles but with some dots of a bunch of other colours in there too, like red and yellow and pink and green and blue and purple...it would be so beautiful :D And I would call it...shit, i don't know what I'd call it. Sparkle fusion? Disco ball? Shimmery Sky? Twinkle Toes (though I guess then u'd have to put it on ur feet)? Disco Mania? Fuckload of Awesome? Awww yea, I'd totally call it Fuckload of Awesome.
WAIT! I changed my mind: Hot Damn! Sparkle Jam!
hahahah okay honestly I have no idea what to call it, maybe something about glitter...anyone got ideas for me?

But I'd totally keep Fuckload of Awesome and Hot Damn! Sparkle Jam! as backups or like, secret names for it :P

Till next week!! or maybe tmr...cuz it's my turn for a double day week :D
Evie

Vixen Red

Well well well look who it is...
Who?
I have no idea... just thought it would be fun to write that out.
I have to pee so lets make this quick.
I have started school as of last Tuesday, but last week because of the O- so- wonderful- Rosh Hashana I only attended 1 class. But that has all changed since last week I have attended 1 Studio Class (OK well that was the one I had last week... but who's counting...) 2 Lectures (one today which was actually terribly boring, I have no idea what I was supposed to learn) and 1 Tutorial. In the tutorial I met a girl name Myah ( her name is pronounced exactly like mine!) it was so exciting cause I've never met another person with my name... or similar.
Anyways I'll give you guys a full status report on school next week when I have attended all of my classes, because I still have a load of stuff to do before my class tomorrow morning at 8:30, Gha I'm going to die!
As for the answer to my question I love nail polish in any sort of red. By that I mean anything between pink and burgundy, but I think I like burgundy better. So my colour would have to be Vixen Red. It would be a really attractive deep red/burgundy.
OK that is it. Bathroom run.
Bye
Miah
PST. 64 DAYS!!!

Smurf the Earth

Nerdy glasses? Check.

Textbooks? Check.

Lab coat, goggles, iclicker, lab notebook? Check.

Random books for other courses? Uh… getting there.

Watch out world, Lee's on her way to becoming a stereotype! (Haha jks just on my way to becoming prepared for uni.)

I had a crazy day today. My new glasses make me feel like I'm in a fishbowl. Very disorienting. I had a friend actually say, "I like your old glasses better, but these are okay." … thanks.

Also got a feel for my remaining three classes, having gone to the first two yesterday. Two of them today made me a little antsy. They seem intense, with the workload the word suggests. :/ Oh well, it's something to do.

On the bright side, I'm making more connections with people - meeting friends I can hang out with after classes and eat meals with. I was so lonely before! Though I know I always have you guys, and many other high school and elementary friends, there is something to be said for having people near-by with whom I can share a bit of the stress and misery. And fun times, theoretically…!

Miah, I don't wear nail polish, but I would gravitate towards lighter colours, since they're a lot less dramatic, and would therefore allow for an easier transition into the world of painting one's nails. My colour creation would be purple because - let's face it - it's become my go-to colour. I think it would be a blue-purple, fairly dark, called "Purple Smurf" (a derogatory term for engineering students).

Catch you guys later!

Lee

Ah, Mondays...

Mondays I think will quickly become my favourite day of the week. I got up at 7:45, had breakfast, got dressed and then at 8:20 left my room for my 8:30 class. I just love how little time it takes me to get to class! The only downfall is that Biology (my 8:30 class) is the only class I have all day the upside is that I can get so much done with my Mondays now.

I’m going to take you back to yesterday evening... it was like 7:30 and I asked my roommate if she wanted to go and watch the MTV Video Music Awards with me in the common room to which she said yes. So, like 10 minutes later we headed to the common room to find no one there (which was a good thing) so I grabbed the TV remote and found the channel. At 8 the red carpet started and within minutes about 3 boys showed up and said “what are you watching?” so I told them and they wanted me to switch it to football and I said “no.”. They got pissed off and left but a few minutes later the same thing happened with a different set of boys I still said no then finally after like 15 minutes of watching the MTV VMAs a third set of boys showed up and I caved and let them watch football. Now, I did not leave I stayed and watched because I do in fact enjoy watching football but I would have rather watched the VMAs. So, I have now decided that TV is best to be watched on the computer because then people are not bugging you about changing it but there is one show that must be watched on TV and that is Glee. I have watched it on the computer and it was too laggy and pixilated to watch on the computer so it must be watched on the real TV!

So that is my rant of my life yesterday.

Now, as the ladies of RELM know I have a deep love for nail polish at last count I think I had 66ish bottles of it so this question is a toughie. When my nails are short I like using darker colours like brown or black but when they are longer I tend to use brighter colours like lime green or bright orange. Now, if I were to make my own colour I think it would be green (seeing as that is my favourite colour) and it would be not neon but not super dark and it would be called Poison Ivy. Yah, I know that is not the most creative name but I like it!

Till next time,

Rae <3

p.s. If you were wondering my nails are short and black right now.

Miah's Opinion

Hey ya'll!

69 Days!
Rosh Hashanah has been a good one; except for well... the family drama (which I don't want to discuss...) then there is the political drama that has been taking the world by storm as well as my diner table. So I thought I would share my opinion on the matter of Muslim community center opening a mere 2 blocks from ground zero (for those of you who are unaware that's where the Twin Towers once stood.) Warning this is very opinionated so... yeah...
September 11th 2001 will forever be in my mind as a day of importance, sadness, confusion, anger, depression, nightmare, community, and of course fear. For our readers it may have been mentioned before, but I used to live in New York City, I moved there in July 2000 and moved back 6 weeks before 9/11. The last thing I did in Manhattan (New York City is broken up into bureaus, I lived in Queens, Manhattan is what most people associate with New York City) was walk along the Hudson River and watch the sunset with my family and our family-friends I was 9 1/2 years old then. I distinctly remember looking at the towers both glistening in a beautiful orange, because I've always loved sunset buildings and to this day those were the prettiest I have ever seen. We made our way over to the towers to get on the subway and head back to our packed up home. On our way over we saw a woman working on a ceramic cow, as it was apart of the art show that was in the city that summer and the previous. She was painting it in bills, green American bills. My friend being the same age as me asked her why she was painting the cow this way. She said to look at those two buildings, a lot of business men and women come in and out of them and so does a lot of money... there was more to explanation but I was 9 1/2 and very imaginative so I paid no attention to her after that moment. Anyway we walked over to the towers got in one of them and made our way down to the escalator to the subway. I made sure though to look up the building, the beautiful white interior still in my mind.
So, I have a connection to New York, and the Twin Towers just like any other New Yorker would, granted I wasn't there that horrific day, but I feel the connection. Now this brings me to the point I want to make. I think that NO ONE has the right to tell people where they can and cannot set up their community center, especially if it's based of the practice of religion, race, sex, etc. There is no reason in the world that a community is allowed to bully people based off of anything, ever! It especially bothers me because people are basing it off the stupidest reason, the reason you ask? "This is a Muslim center, and Muslims were behind the terrorist attacks that day, so it's insensitive to have the center so close." Well firstly my personal biggest point is that the attackers were well I personal would say Evil men and women who hid behind Islam and their religion. They were total cowards using something that is other wise a peaceful religion to do something so awful. Second this is racism, flat out racist! I will not be surprised if there's going to be another Martin Luther King Jr., or something as extreme as another Holocaust. Because I hate to break it to the Americans that stand behind the idiocy, but before the Holocaust business were shut down for the sole reason that the owner was Jewish. How long and how many times America (and the rest of the World) do you have to realize that any and all discrimination is discrimination, I mean Historically (I'm not historian so I may be missing things) the world has gotten over the idea of Women, Jews, Natives (well sort of), Blacks, immigrants, so why are we still struggling with Muslim and Gay? The world needs to focus on more important things like starvation, lack of water, HIV/AIDS, cancer, Terror Warnings, not whether or not it's insensitive to build a community center. Not to mention a community center that also plans to have an educational atmosphere for those who are confused by Muslims and Muslim Extremist. To sum it all up, listen, learn, love.
So that was my rant. It's been building up over the past couple days, I also just realized that it's September 10th (for some reason that didn't click before this... even though I've been hearing about the Idiot who wants to burn the Koran.)
On a lighter note, for our readers Evie came over today and we spent 4-and-a-half-hours Skyping/ iChating with 5 people, two of them being Rae and Lee. It was actually loads of fun even though people were literally kilometers away. On a lighter note, so glad to have started something on this channel! (HA!!!!!!) I mean blog. So my question actually stems from the afternoon, it's a two parter: What is your favourite colour of nail polish and if you were to create your own of that colour what would you name it? (Example if I were to say dark blue I would name it night sky blue... but that's not my answer just an example.)
Ok. That’s it. Sorry if this made you uncomfortable, I just needed to rant because my opinion over the past couple of days wasn't allowed... yeah...
Miss ya'll
Miah
P.S. Readers, if we have any... feel free to leave a comment!

P.P.S Here's a link to the New York Times about it http://topics.nytimes.com/top/reference/timestopics/organizations/p/park51/index.html?scp=1-spot&sq=ground%20zero%20mosque&st=cse

A peek into the life of a uni student!

Hey guys!!
Soo......hahha.....yea. You know this may be the first time I actually don't know what I want to write about. It's weird. You guys all have ur orientation thingy which is SWEET and fun to hear about but...not too much is going on in this corner :P
Well, I suppose I could say that today I visited Lee at her rez! I was surprised by how much fun it was. I won't lie, I felt the 'ole butterflies in the stomach thing before I got there because I...well, I think I just get nervous about social situations. BUT, I had a blast. No lie. :D I met some of Lee's friends (including her roomy, who is indeed a sweety :D) and some other girls who, no joke, I don't know why they were in Lee's room. They just kinda showed up and stuff, I just assumed they were friends of Lee's roomy but, hey, who knows in Uni right? Unfortunately I bailed on being invited (at least I think I was invited, it was more of a 'Hey, I think you're allowed guests' sooooo I thought I'd avoid a potentially awkward situation. It could've been fun, but who wants to explain 20 times 'No I don't go here *pause* No I'm not going to school this year *pause* No I'm not doing anything this year *No I'm not working...yet*' ? Lemme tell ya, it's sounds bad no matter how you say it.
Anywho, seeing how awesome a time Lee is having so far has made me think that maybe uni is an option for reals. It doesn't seem QUITE so scary and impossible as it did just yesterday. It could be like fun and stuff...right? Right.

Well I'm tired and this blog is late already so...
Till next time!
Evie :D

Shana Tova

Heya!
This blog comes to you in 3 parts (Hey Rae remind you of anything?)
1. Rosh Hashanah~ Happy New Year to all my fellow Jews whether you be a whole like me or partial or a sliver... I have a headache right now so bare with me... I think this years timing of Rosh Hashanah may possibly be the worst for the sole fact that I am in fact missing 4 classes because of it, and it's the first day for all of those classes. But then again it is also great timing because the weather isn't to miserable and it means that I can also wish the non-Jews a Happy New Year too, because well lets face it September feels more like a start then January. As far as excitement level of this holiday, it's pretty slim. One I just don't get along with a lot of my cousins anymore because we all have different outlooks on life (out of 6, I really only like 2.) Ok well I like all of them, but I am the closest with 2, the two who are 10 and 8 years older then me. It's weird that as I've gotten older I became closest with them because all of my other cousins are anywhere between 2 years and 4 years apart from me (this only being my mother's side... my dad's is a whole other blog) and they were the ones who I was the closets with when I was well lets go with 8. And to add to the awkwardness and less excitement 3 of my cousins aren't going to be there as they are all elsewhere-- one's in Australia, ones in Israel, and the last one is at University. Also lowering the excitement value is that it's the first Rosh Hashanah without my grandmother who passed away in April, and she was the main force behind holidays. She was/ is the reason I will only wear skirts to shule (synagogue), as well she is the reason that I only eat kosher animals. Gha gonna cry now! See what this blog is doing to me! Ok moving on.
2. HOLLY FUCK I AM IN UNIVERSIRY!
Yep you read right I have officially taken 1 class! Yep, my first class was yesterday at 3:30 and it was fine I mean its school but its ART SCHOOL!!! :D So yeah my first week at University and I only take one class, because the others have been canceled and I'm missing the rest for Rosh Hashanah. I met a lot of cool people over the past few days people from so many interesting backgrounds and so many people from places other then the city! I mean I'm one of the few who've actually lived here for (virtually) my whole life! So Cool!
3. The Power of Gaga
Lady Gaga, Lady Gaga what can I say about Lady Gaga. Well my relationship with her started out with wow she's so cool! That then turned into she's so weird how does anybody like her or her stuff!??!!? There was a while that I hated her completely. Then, a magical switch happened possibly turned on by Kesha (yeah hate her so not going to bother typing her "name" correctly) that I realized Lady Gaga is so awesome, so unique and so unbelievably talented it blows my mind! And so Lee, needless to say I have been racking my brain trying to figure out which song is my favourite. I have come to two. Poker Face and Bad Romance, so which do I choose? I have to go with Bad Romance, for the sole reason that I love to do the dance, it is sooo much fun!!! I also like it better then Poker Face, because I have yet to find a cover of Bad Romance that I like better (I'm obsessed with the Glee version of Poker Face!) So yeah. I want your love, and I want your revenge, you and me could write a Bad Romance.
I was going to add a fourth part but I'll save that one for Friday.
Shana Tova (Happy New Year!)
Miah
71 days!!!!

What's your Orientation?

The big item on this week's menu is Orientation. (It being Orientation Week.) Yes, I'm at university. Yes, I'm in residence. Yes, I met my real live roommate. She's sweet!

Orientation as a whole though, I'm not so sure about. It's a lot of cheering and icebreaking and awkward chit chat. So not my forté. Also there's a bit of dancing, which just adds to the horrendous mismatch of Lee/Orientation. That's okay though, once the academics start up I'm sure I'll miss the fun and games.

I'll post a picture of my dorm once it looks less like an empty white room. I do have two posters up but it's a big room (yay!) so they look lonely. Any suggestions?

On Sunday I was feeling the gloom of loneliness and despair. Not in a huge way, but it was there. Since then, things have perked up, and I've met some people who may or may not be cool. (They seem to be cool, but one never knows!) We'll see how the rest of the week goes, I suppose.

I can already tell that Evie – if she chooses to go to university within the next few years – won't have any trouble fitting in. Age is no issue, and we're all strangers so you don't really need to know people. You get to know people.

Now may be a good time to chipper up anew.

Love you RELMies,

Lee

Edit to add: My favourite Lady Gaga song has recently become Paparazzi. A week ago, I didn't even like her stuff! Now I'm gaga over Gaga. (That pun is probably overused.) Video? Not sure, but maybe Telephone, for all its cartoony and sinister charm.

The first day of the rest of my life...

So, today is the first (full) day of rez and it has been a lot of fun despite any hesitations that I had this morning. Firstly let us go to Saturday night. I had a chilled day combined with more packing. Then for dinner we had my grandparents (my dad’s parents’) and my neighbours who are like my other parents over for dinner. It was fun, like it always is, but when they all had to leave and go home I had to say goodbye and see you in 6 weeks so clearly I just started bawling my eyes out at this fact. Then the next morning (Sunday aka move in day) I had to say goodbye to my house and off we went on our 3ish hour drive. After arriving to my relief my roommate had arrived but was not in our room at that moment. This gave me time to start to unpack my things and get organized. When she finally got back to the room she was with her mom, dad and younger brother. I said hi and such only to find out that her parents were British accents and all! Eventually I had to go to a meeting for rez and it was a total boar fest. When that was over I went out to dinner with my family and then back to say our goodbyes which was horrible! I was again bawling my eyes out but I know that this has to happen in order for me to grow up and become more me. Now if you thought all this was bad then wait. I turned on my computer and off to FaceBook I went only to see in someone’s status that the man that ran the camp I went to for 5 years had died. Granted I had my issues with this man (specifically for not giving me a job at his camp) but before he denied me that I loved going there – it was always the highlight of my summer. Now since I was already emotional I again started crying about the fate of the camp. Once I pulled myself together I did not have the strength to go and party with people so my roommate and I just hung out and chatted. That was all yesterday. Now today we got up to go and find the free pancakes only to find a line but it was worth it because they were good and we had to do no work! Then a few hours later she left with her family to well I have no idea where she was going but I decided that I should go to the rez games (despite having to go alone) thanks to a few choice texts from a friend. After volleyball and a campus tour it we had a lunch break – I had chicken noodle soup (have I mentioned that it is defiantly fall weather today) and did a Sudoku. When lunch break was over we had the blow up obstacle course which was a lot of fun! This leaves to now. There are still things going on such as a coffee house tonight at 8pm that I am excited about. But this is day one of the rest of my life so we will see how this goes.
Now the question of Lady Gaga... I love poker face. I have always loved the song. I was on an episode of Gossip Girl and more recently Glee and I have just loved listing to it. As for music videos I am not so in tuned with that so I don’t have an answer.
Till next time,
Rae <3

Summer Retrospective

We're coming up on Labour Day, and you all know what that means. Summer is at an end! Although autumn technically starts in mid-September, you know it's the sad truth. And what better time for a look back at all the things we've learned? (Haha learning is for school. Rephrase: what better time to reminisce?) So here's a condensed look at summer through Lee's eyes:

• As Evie says, confidence is key. Fake it till you make it!
• Having fun isn't a crime. "Plenty of time to be a boring fuck in the grave."
• Don't cry. (Argue with me if you will, but I like this one!)
• Friends and family always have your back. Mostly.
• Always have their back.
• Your worst enemy can be yourself. (Amirite Evie?) So that takes us back to confidence being the key. Find a way to let yourself know you're awesome!
• Popular music can be really good too. (Take that, hipsters!) (No it's okay your music still makes me super happy.)

Note: I have this thing about making lists with seven items on them. This stems from this one time when I heard that you can only keep seven things on your mind at one time. Doesn't really make sense, but uh… deal with it.

This summer. Oh this summer.

-Lee

Edit to add: Forgot to ask a Friday question! Oh my! What's your favourite Lady Gaga song or video, and why?

Sad Panda

Today I am a sad and confused panda. The weather matches my mood, it's pouring out. I've got some intense acoustics going on from the rain hammering down on my roof and windows. It's cool I guess. I kinda like rain...Woah, sidetracked. That's not the reason I'm a sad panda. I am a sad panda because all of the little things are getting to me. By next week people's lives will have changed. Friends will be experiencing the craziness that is Frosh week. They'll meet new friends, people i don't know. People I'll just hear about and maybe meet fleetingly if I go to visit. They'll start going to classes that are all advanced and stuff and be really smart while I stay at home, staring at the ceiling. Cuz that's probs what I'll end up doing.
Is this what taking a year off is really like? Unlike the pretty images painted for me by teachers, guidance councilors, parents, even siblings? I don't feel enlightened yet. When do I experience my epiphany? The one that's supposed to show me what I really want to do with my life? Where is my magical mentor who's supposed to tell me what to do, how to be happy? Where is the guy who's supposed to make me realize how much fun life can be and how to be carefree? WHERE? There is no epiphany is there? No mentor, no one to give me advice, no special guy made just for me. It's sad isn't it? I'm stuck here on my own. 'Here' being this phase of my life where nothing goes right and where self-esteem and confidence are greatly lacking.
I secretly believe that confidence is the key to everything. And it makes sense too; if I had confidence I could totally get a job that I liked AND I could enjoy making friends there. If I had confidence I might even be going to University right now AND I would enjoy Frosh week, making friends right and left. If I had confidence I could be planning an awesome trip to some country I'd never seen in my life regardless of the fact that I don't know the language. I could be so much happier IF I had confidence.
You know, I wasn't born confidence-less. I used to be ignorant of judgments, or at least more ignorant than I am now. But I grew up in a home where judgment was heavy in the atmosphere and I guess I'm a softy because I took it personally. I grew up thinking everyone was as hard on me as I was myself. Criticizing my every move. In a single conversation I could be worried about where I was placing my hands; 'If I cross my arms they'll think I don't want to be here' or 'Omg that joke was terrible they must think I'm so boring' and I was always...well I guess I still am so worried about people just thinking I'm not ENOUGH. Not funny enough, fun enough, smart enough, brave enough, strong enough, just. not. good. enough. Realistically I don't think anyone was that hard on me...except for me. Thinking like that all the time doesn't exactly inspire confidence in one's self. I can't stop myself either, it's this constant stream of insults aimed at myself every time I'm in public. I wish I could flip a switch or something, just turn it off somehow, it would make my life just that much easier. High school was...difficult to say the least. Walking down the hallway was a trauma by itself let alone deciding who to sit beside at lunch or raising my hand in class. Now THERE's something that didn't happen very often. I'm glad high school is over. It's nice to see a back-to-school commercial and remember that I don't have to go back to school. I'll be safe at home. Not happy, but safe from my imagined judgments from the people around me. Now I'm just stuck with myself, the harshest judge of all. Excellent. What a way to build confidence.
I may go crazy this year. Maybe that'll convince my parents to get me a pet. If I'm still sane by next week you'll hear from me again!
Evie

ps. If I had an unlimited budget and could shop anywhere I'd choose PARIS. During one of the sale seasons when everything is ridiculously priced (as in ridiculously low). I'd buy everything I could get my hands on including the occasional croissant...chocolate or not :P