My fingers are in agony - damn you guitar....Confoud it all I love it though! (catch the reference???)

Wow! Lots of stuff going on this week no? I too am really sad to see Rae go - I'll miss hearing your stories Rae and knowing what you're up to each week! BUT i totally understand you not wanting to blog anymore if it isn't fun for you, that makes sense to me. :)

So as for my week, you guys already know the big news and I'm not sure I want to post it here so I think I'll just say that I'm FREAAKING OUTT and leave it at that :P

I have some OTHER big news too tho. I've actually had quite a busy week my friends. First for the reason that I don't want to mention online and second because I had my first guitar lesson! I was a little nervous about it but I'm going with my brother so I was also super excited and I new it was gonna be fun! Our teacher is super chills, which is nice and he has a sense of humour and stuff which is also nice cuz, in case you guys haven't noticed, I tend to be anxious about aLOT of stuff so having a teacher who seems relaxed helps me relax! And like he's patient when I can't find the freaking chord or wtvr :P Yay for learning guitar!! The two songs I have to work on this week are total guitar learning classics too which is kind funny. I have Eleanor Rigby and Good Riddance (Time of your Life) - which happened to be my (and Lee's) gr 6 graduation video song :P *Sigh good memories :) So yea, guitar is also exciting! I mean, it would be so cool to be up at my cottage or something and be around the fire and be like "Hey guys, wanna hear a song?" and bust out the guitar, ya know? Though, I guess it'll be a while before I can actually play anything, so far all I got is chords and the whole strumming thing? A liiiittle more difficult than you'd think :P OMG my dad is hilarious - he loves the movie Yes Man with Jim Carrey and he wants to learn the song Jumper by Third Eye Blind cuz it's in a funny scene from the movie so I'll definitely have to learn that one!! Can any of you just picture my dad strumming out the chords... ♫"I wish you would step back from that ledge my frieeeeend!!"♪ hahaha it's gonna be awesome!
Alrighty this has been an excellent distraction for the past 20 minutes but it's time to eat breakfast and have a shower and start thinking about getting ready for the THING I have todayyy!!! :D
Oh yes, and sorry for posting on Friday again...at least I'm consistent right?? :P

I will have done something I've never done before the next time I post (if we continue that is....) In any case I will have a new experience by the end of today!

<3 Evie - wish me luck

A Few Things

Rae, I'm sad to see you go and wish you had mentioned this to us prior to posting it. With that being said like Lee I do understand why and yeah, I think she said everything I would've said. You know the whole, not gonna force you to blog and what not.

I mean this blog was always meant to be a way to stay in touch so at sometimes it does feel like a chore when you have a gazillion other things on your plate and blogging is the last thing on your mind, but I find it very relaxing and therapeutic. I do have to admit writing is something I love to do, so much so I'm constantly dreaming up new stories and characters. But I get that writing isn't for everyone. I love blogging weekly, I think it really has helped me like Lee said find my written "voice," but more importantly my spelling. Its never been my strong suet, but no joke because of this blog I've grown so much in that department. You should see how fewer spelling mistakes I have now compared to when we started.

Anyway.

A few things.

First I told an entire class that I have cancer. We were discussing whether or not design has any impact on social change, and I said yes. With out the design of the x-ray machine (specifically how you take chest x-rays now) I would be in a much worse situation right now, possibly dead. It was really scary bringing this up to my class, but I wanted too. It made a good point and really helped people in my class realize that design isn't all about making pretty things. My teacher afterwords told me he was proud of me for saying that and that I was very courageous.

Second bit of news. Tomorrow I have my fifth round of six chemo sessions. I can honestly say I am not looking forward to it. I'm sick of them and just want them to be done with, if my sixth could be next week I'd be very pleased. But whats weirder is that it's Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year. And for the first time in my memory I am not going to Shule, or the second night dinner. I celebrated tonight with my family, but that's it. That was my Rosh Hashanah. Very strange. I have come to terms that I am not a religious person, but a person who loves tradition (though when traditions end or change I do adapt.) So going to shule, getting shule clothes, trying to entertain myself in shule, checking out the boys, all of it was apart of my tradition and it just feels so empty without it. I am also not going to shule for Yom Kippur, because of the fear of germs and my immune system is at it weakest a week after chemo. So my holiday season really feels empty and incomplete. But like all of the other shit in my life I'll get through it and move on.

Ok I need to go to sleep, sorry to see you go Rae.

Miah

Off to go eat dinner now

Rae, I can't say your post came as a surprise. School is ramping up, and it's hard to keep all these pre-arranged appointments, even when that appointment is to do some free-form writing.

Personally, I find blogging sometimes to be a chore, but often to be a very enjoyable activity. Who doesn't love talking and talking and talking…! It also allows me to discover and develop my written "voice", which I don't get to do in any of my courses at school.

I guess Evie, Miah and I will have to decide what to do now– stop blogging, keep blogging, get another friend in on the Monday action… What I know we won't do is force you, Rae, to blog, because it was never meant to be a chore!

…

In other news, my life is being taken over – and not in a bad way – by taekwondo.

Lots of practices, and I just tried out for the university's competitive TKD team. (I found out that I made it, which wasn't a big surprise as I think I made it by default anyway :P)

I've been working on my sparring, and also working on building up my endurance. All this cardio is reminding me of how much I hate running!!

I got one-on-one sparring lessons prior to the try-out, since I had never done full-contact (hitting) sparring with equipment before. Those were intense lessons, and now I am bruised and blistered, but much more knowledgeable!

Tonight will involve more TKD– being a 2nd degree black belt, I am going to help out at the beginner class. Here's hoping I don't get mugged or killed on the way home!

Hope to see you guys soon. Thanksgiving weekend is coming up, and I would love for you guys to visit me during my drugged out oral surgery recovery period!

<3 Lee

Thanks and Bye

I don’t know how else to say this... blogging has become a chore and I never wanted it to be. My life is just so busy with school and everything that I just don’t think I have the desire to blog anymore. In saying that this will be my last blog. I have loved the past year or so of blogging I think it helped a lot last year with being away from school so thank you ladies for that support. I have just hit a point where it is no longer fun or enjoyable for me to blog. I love reading you ladies have written but I can no longer blog.

Please understand where I can coming from and if any of you want to talk to me about it feel free to I am open to talking about it.

Thanks for the ride ladies!

Rae <3

Gon DANCE tonight!! XD

Yes, yes I know it's not Thursday anymore but TRUST ME, it's been a somewhat crazy week and I have had other things on my mind...mysterious, no? I'll tell you guys about it OFFline later :P
Anywho, I can mention some of what's got me so preoccupied this week; I am going clubbing tonight!! Woohoo right? I'm super excited but of course also nervous because a) I've never done this before and b) I'm sort of an anxious person so I've pretty much been freaking out all week...sad but true.

Something that has changed since last year is me actually agreeing to go out, because at this time last year I wouldn't have even considered it for a second. But this year I feel differently, I am excited to go out, I really think I'm gonna have fun dancing with my friends, I'm just nervous about...well I'm not even sure exactly what it is. I guess drinking till I throw up doesn't sound like too much fun, but I can control that (which is important to remember), also I think I'm worried about getting in. I'm 19 so I'm legal but it's nerve-wracking watching the bouncer inspect your ID and stuff. I'm just glad I'm going with my friends!

Which brings me to our Friday Question: what do I think of friends? I love having friends, I think it's the best. What would I do without you guys? I love that I have people I feel comfortable enough with to be myself and goof around if I feel like it. I think that having people around that I'm close to and knowing I can tell them almost anything gives me confidence, which is something I can definitely use and appreciate :) And it's hard when they go away to school (Rae I miss you!) but I like knowing that when they come back we'll pick up where we left off. And that goes for friends in the city too cuz sometimes we don't see each other for a week or two but it's all good - we're close enough that our friendships can weather it!

As for making friends, I'd like to think I make friends preeeeeetty easily but I think I'm like Miah in that I can be really reserved the first few times I meet someone until I know them better. I also have a hard time making friends with guys, unless they're gay...not quite sure what that's about. I think I have residual feelings from like elementary school where boys were off limits to be friends with or you got teased for liking them or something. I don't do well with teasing :S So yea, as Lee said, if you are nice to me and we get along when we hang out *BAM* friends!

Well, friends, I hope to see you soon :)

<3 Evie

ps. New favourite song!

Friends.

Blerg what to write about? OK well because of my schedule in which I only have school Monday and Tuesday, today is my start to the what many would call the weekend. Today was productive, I worked on a single project all day... but I kinda really don't like it at the moment its not exactly the most attractive. It also doesn't totally convey what I want it to say. But I'll continue to play with it. Which reminds me so far I am really enjoying school, well the projects at least. The classes are at times boring, but its crazy to say but I love my homework. Like the assignment I was just mentioning we need to pick a phrase and show it with 9 photographs on a single sheet of paper. I decided on 525,600 minuets, and after talking to my teacher about it I'm now faced with the challenge of showing a year in 9 pictures. Its so much fun! And my other class I need to make an awareness campaign about a certain design flaw related to transportation. I decided on the fact that the TTC isn't that accessible. Most subway stops I learned don't have elevators. And yeah super excited about that too! Though I don't totally know what I'll do yet.

OK for friends now.

I'm extremely shy, and even though I'm aware of it, its really hard to get over. So the initial introduction for me is really hard to make, but once I do start talking to someone and we get a sort of understanding of each other I usually call them my friend. I dunno, acquaintance sounds pretty stupid. Now that I think about it I don't really refer to people as best friends or acquaintances just friends and people I know. That being said as cheesey as it is in my heart I do divide the friends from the best friends. And there are people I tell more too then others when times are rough. Friendship is really important to me and I see it as a two way street, you give me the love, attention. and understanding then I will do the same. Its really easy for me to loose contact or have friends slip out of my lives, I blame the fact that I moved a lot when I was younger. Which is also why I call people friends really easily, because I don't like the idea of being somewhere all alone. Like you Lee I love having numerous friends, groups that get certain things and groups that don't. Just as an example I have two groups of what I call camp friends, those I was close with when I went to camp and those I was close with while working there. They don't combine well, but I love them both equally. Rae I kinda agree with you in saying that people shouldn't really call their parents their friends, but I hope that my future husband is my friend. I mean I should be able to trust him as a friend and stuff, though I get where you're coming from. People shouldn't forget their friends once they get a relationship, because really your friends will be there if it doesn't work out. OK I think I've covered all I want to say about friendship.

OK that's it.

Miah

With a Little Help from My Friends

Friends are a hugely important part of my life. It makes me so happy to hang out with friends, whether it's doing sometime planned, or just chilling with no plans. I actually think it's really easy to become my friend. Get to know me, chill a bit, be nice to me… instant friend!

I love having different groups of friends too. Hanging out with like 10 people (or more) with some of them knowing each other, some of them not knowing each other… it's too fun!! The more the merrier.

Also, being a friend holds many responsibilities for me. It means being there for friends when they are not doing well, not just when they're at their best. Of course, those responsibilities become more, the closer I get to a friend. (I don't think I'd go all out for someone I just met.)

As for best friend status, well, I just allow myself to have many best friends, regardless of how that waters down the word "best".

-Lee

Sorry I’m late!

Sorry I’m late! I had a crazy day yesterday with work and such and did not get a chance to write anything. Today has also been kinda crazy!

Evie, your question is wonderful. I think that friends are something that people should have but not too many. With me it is hard to get the classification of friend because if I call you a friend it means that I value you a lot and that you have earned that title. To be a friend means to be there for one another and to genuinely car for one another. When I was younger (like grade 1 or 2) it was easy to be my friend but something happened in grade 7 (that I don’t want to talk about) and ever since then I have had a hard time calling someone a friend. In saying all that it is even harder to become my ‘best friend’. That term bothers me because it then places one person at a greater value to all your other friends. It also bothers me a lot when people are best friends with their parent(s) or partner (whether it be a girl/boyfriend or wife/husband). I think that people need friends outside of their everyday life to help keep them in check.

I’m interested to hear all your thoughts!

Till next time,

Rae <3

Late, late, late.....

Hey,
so a pretty somber topic this week. The Twin Towers collapsing and the terrorist threat. I agree with all of you that it was a horror filled day with many, but I have to agree with Rae that a) I don't remember where I was either and b) it doesn't affect me as much as other people because I don't think I even realized what it meant and the impact it had on North America at the time. I have been to New York though and we did walk past Ground Zero, but I thought it was really positive, and I guess nice for everyone who lost someone, that they are building a sort of memorial or museum (I'm fuzzy on the details). It's like when there's a forest fire and everything looks so desolate, but afterwards the plants grow back more beautiful than ever. Or something like that anyway - I just thought it was a nice idea that would benefit those who suffered. Also, I want to add that I agree with Lee too, about the other world disasters and how 9/11 is in the same category in my head too, maybe because I wasn't directly affected.

Anywho, on to a lighter note - I'm late again! Not really a surprise at this point is it? But it's just a sign that I had a bad day on Thursday and then a really awesome weekend :P Hung with friends on Friday, went to Stratford with my family to see a play (The Misanthrope - super funny!) on Saturday and then hung out with friends again on Sunday! I actually talked with two friends till two in the morning tonight - drinking wine!! :P It was awesome, so chills ya kno? Well, as I mentioned it's two in the morning so I'll just do the Friday Question and skedaddle off to bed :)
Okay, what do you think about friends? What does it mean to you to be a friend? How close do you have to get to someone before you are friends? Anything to do with being friends I'm interested in your thoughts!
Alright, time for ZZzzzzzzzz......
<3 Evie

New York Girl

I think its fair to say that out of the four of us 9/11 impacted me the most. I had just moved back from New York six weeks prior, not to mention the last time I entered the subway while calling New York my home was through the World Trade Centre. So needless to say I was aware of the building and the city. That day- rather that moment I was in my grade four classroom doing an assignment, we needed to practice writing letters, my teacher said we could write who ever we wanted real or fictional I chose to write my New York friend. I remember sitting there writing her all about my new school, what it was like to be back in Toronto, blah blah blah when my teacher returned from the bathroom and turned on the random TV in our class to the only cable channel it could pick up. I sat there to see the now iconic images, and if my memory is correct this was prior to the second one being hit. At that moment I remember (the only full sentence I remember writing in the letter ) "did you see what happened to the Twin Towers?" At nine years old I obviously not understanding that this was no accident, until further discussions of total fear with my parents. I do remember being in the back of the car asking why and they couldn't answer and just being so scared. That evening I called all of my old friends to make sure they and their parents were all right and luckily everyone was. I have a family friend who worked across the street from the towers and ran the second he saw the first plane crash, luckily he's alive today but lost many of his coworkers. Following 9/11 I had nightmares for a month ( I and everyone I knew would be running from the falling debris) and had to miss a few days of school because of mental break downs. Like Rae mentioned I set up that my class and my friends class would exchange letters, I knew that we needed to show them people still love them and the world isn't that horrible. My brother's birthday is September 12 (he just turned 16) and I remember how hard it was for me to be happy and celebrate his birthday after I had witnessed true evil. All of these things make up my 9/11 story and to be honest it still haunts me.

10 years later every anniversary I remember my dreams and where I was and I can still feel that fear. I remember the summer after my family and I went back to New York and we walked briskly past ground zero on our way to something else, the smell of smoke and debris still in the air, a smell I still remember. I don't remember if I mentioned this to any of you, but when we went to New York in May it was the first time I had been near Ground Zero since the summer of 2002. We were walking to a store and I behind my shades was fighting back tears, just thinking of that day and its horror.

If anything at that moment in my life I felt like a New Yorker, New York was where I came from, I was the New York girl, and so 9/11 I felt attacked even though I wasn't in New York. My Dad tells me the city and its vibe changed from before 9/11 and after, but I don't really remember that. I do know that we noticed right away the amount of security and posters talking about being vigilant. But I want to mention something that did change that I hear about all the time. People uniting. If anything 9/11 united people from many backgrounds, though not for good reason, it shows we can all be a united front and stop fighting amongst ourselves. Don't be scared of what you don't know or understand learn from it, you have nothing to loose but rather gain. Its how I honor those of 9/11 and fight back against the hate portrayed that day, just accepting people for who they are and loving them for it. Because really love is what conquers all.

Miah

September 11, 2001

My answer to the friday question is similar to Rae's, though I do remember the circumstances under which I found out about the twin towers. We were walking back from where the school bus had dropped us off, and a friend of a friend said something like, "Did you hear? A fighter jet crashed into an office building in New York." Obviously that didn't sound too life-changing.

When I got home, my family and I watched the news and saw what had really happened. It was unreal. First of all, the fact that they both collapsed was really hard to believe. (I once read that a small plane had crashed into the Empire State Building, with no lasting damage being done. I think that made me assume the twin towers would have been okay too.) Secondly, I recognized the buildings from the episode of the Simpsons where Homer has to do something in the World Trade Centre, but also has to pee really badly. So it kind of hit home.

After that, it was everywhere. In the papers, on TV, and on people's minds. The whole terrorist thing never really made a huge impact one me. Just the destruction– the scale of the disaster.

However, as Rae said, it did not affect me personally. No-one I know was there, and I find it hard to be personally affected by "the terrorist threat". The loss of life is very sad, and the broken lives left-over after 9/11, but then again I feel that way about the tsunami that hit Japan, the earthquakes that hit Haiti, the murders and bombing in Norway…

Honestly, I think a lot of the disconnect I feel with the events of 9/11 have to do with being Canadian. I think Americans felt deeply threatened, especially since the targeted sites were of such national importance, and in their home territory. For me, this is one of many disasters affecting the "rest of the world". If it had happened in Canada, I imagine my answer would have been very different.

-Lee

Boo Mondays!

September 11, 2001 I was 9 years old and in grade 4. I have zero memory from that day, I do though remember that later that year I switched into Miah’s class and based on her idea we wrote letters to students our age in New York City (from Miah’s old school there) but that was like April or May 2002. It is weird that I don’t have any memory of that day; I can only imagine that there was some kind of announcement and we discussed it but I have honestly no memory of that exact day at all. I also don’t remember much of life before then. Now 10 years later I don’t think much of it because honestly it means little to my memory and my personal self. Don’t take that the wrong way, I understand what happened and what it has meant to the world but it means very little to me personally. I must say thought that when I went to NYC in 2010 my Mom and I did go to ground zero but there was nothing to see other than a big fence.

Changing topics, school is going well but that is not saying much as I have not even had all my classes and not much has been done. Miah as for being the disabilities student – I have been one (I have a learning disability) for as long as I can remember. From my experience if you make a big deal out of it then so will others and I have never made a big deal of it so other people have not also.

I officially hate Mondays more than I ever have. I have 4 hours of 3 different classes back to back to back. I have math for an hour, developmental psych for 2 hours (where today we played with play-doh!) then an hour of chemistry. The biggest problem with it is that it feels WAY too much like High School!

Fun Fact today my Grandfather turned 90! So Happy Birthday to him... not that he will ever see this :P

Till next time,

Rae <3

Harry Potter and 9/11

So yesterday I completed my fourth round of chemo, fourth of six!!!! OMG so exciting!!! Anyway that left me with a chillax day cause my body needs time to recover from the chemo stuffs. I literally spent my entire day confront of the TV and on my iPad, but the best part is my parents don't get mad at me for being so lazy cause I actually can't help it, its what my body needs.

A lot of the TV I watched today was obviously reflecting on the tenth anniversary of 9/11, and while I could blog about it now I actually want it to be my Friday question. What do you remember from that day? What ever it may be, how do you remember September 11,2001? Also what do you think about it 10 years later?

Its weird, but on Sunday I'm going to see the last Harry Potter again (for only the second time... so annoying 7 different groups of people promised to see it with me, and they are all liars who can't keep promises. It would've meant I could have seen it 8 times, but oh no people have "lives" and other bull shit... I'm not bitter about this :P) and well I could tell all about how Harry Potter and the Holocaust have so many similarities, there's also something similar about Harry Potter and 9/11. I can't remember where I had seen it, but it was an interview with the cast saying how they had brought the movie to the U.S. right after the attacks, not to mention premiering in New York. They reflected on how Chris Columbus explained the situation in the States and... OK so I don't remember the rest... but I know I saw something about this and they mentioned the similarities. Also JK Rowling in her interview with Oprah said two things that make me think of Harry Potter, how love was what all of the victims mentioned in their final phone calls, and she also mentioned how we shouldn't teach evil to children. Anyway the similarity that I see between 9/11 and Harry Potter is simple, good conquers evil, and if those who believe in peace and love all band together anything is possible regardless of ones background. I also have to mention that when Osama Bin Laden was killed I did think that the real world Voldemort was killed, whether or not I was the only one to think that is a different story.

So that's my little random blog for today. Oh and one more thing. So I missed my first class of second year because I was in the hospital. So I start school Monday, well technically I've already started and I should probably make sure I have nothing due for Tuesday. But I am nervous. Not cause its school but because I'm going to be a cancer patient attending school and all of the new challenges I have to face with my new situation. I mean I am only taking two classes this semester, and that's because of my cancer. I'm also worried about how other students are going to react around me, up until now I've only talked to and shared my life with those I know. But starting Monday, people I barely know will only know me as the cancer kid. I dunno it kinda bugs me, especially because I'm now labeled as a Student with Disabilities, which I know there is nothing wrong with... but I hate calling my cancer a disability, I'd rather say challenge, cause that's what it really is a challenge.

OK I'm done now. My eyes are fighting to stay open.

Nighty night

Miah

Shouldn't Mr. Nosy have a long neck too? :P

Whoops!
This time I REALLY messed up guys...I forgot an entire week AS WELL as missing my day. But because you all love me so much I'll just have to hope you'll forgive me :)

So because I missed a week I'll just answer both Friday Questions in one blog.

As for the Daddy one, I would say I have a pretty special relationship with my dad. I think we've always sort of had a lot in common. We both LOVE watching movies - I actually have so many memories of walking to the video store with him, whether I had a friend over or it was just the two of us, it's always nice to have that time with him to just chat. Also more recently I've realized I really enjoy making things with him. He's always taking on big projects around the house and I kinda like using the big tools and being able to say at the end "I helped make that!" Like the pergola (looks a little like this - the second picture down) in our backyard. There are some pretty hilarious pictures my mom took of us working and I'm wearing some crazy safety glasses and drilling a hole in the side of the house with a huge drill :P It's fun! And something else that's started more recently is we talk more often about feelings and stuff - I know, stereotypes about dads not talking about feelings ever or whatever, my dad's all awesome and stuff though, also my whole family has been through a lot of therapy together - and it's so nice that I have another person to talk to if I'm struggling. It's some extra comfort for when I'm feeling sad.

So onto this week's question, am I nosy? That word has such negative connotations, it sounds so mean. Especially because all it means is someone is very curious about other people. And hey, isn't everybody? Cuz I know I am SOO curious about people. I think everyone is so interesting, even the people who don't travel the world constantly or anything. I don't since I've taken therapy I am so interested in people and I don't really have a problem with asking about them from their friends or whatever. I don't even think gossiping is bad (well if we're being honest I don't think anything is bad - but you guys have heard my complicated and often illogical explanations of that before :P I will never go into debating...) I just think it can be hurtful (NOT bad - hurtful) to some people if there's judgement going on too. Because gossiping without judgement is just talking about someone's life, if that's so wrong and we should never do it then what in the world would we talk about? No more celebrity magazines that's for sure. I'm getting waaay off topic aren't I?
Okay, am I nosy? Yes, because I love to hear about and ask questions about people's lives I find them fascinating. I also really like asking people personal questions because I find authentic answers so much more interesting than discussing politics or the weather. Do I eavesdrop when I have the chance - hell ya! Especially if they're talking in french. I mean, it's just so exciting and interesting! But something I can understand is people's want for privacy. Like if someone is telling me a story and something personal comes up that they don't want to discuss then I'm okay with them moving on. My brain might hang on to it for a while and wonder incessantly what it was they didn't want to tell me :P... but if someone doesn't want to tell me something and it's important to them, well, they are important to me so I can handle not being told. I think it's more of an empathy thing then a "shouldn't". If I didn't want to tell someone a personal story I would really like it if they understood and let me keep my secrets.

RIGHT. So, it's been a while since I blogged eh? I'm back from the cottage, which was beautiful, and I already helped my....hahhaha who am I kidding? I already watched my sister pack for three days and then went to the airport with her where my mom and I gave her big hugs and said our goodbyes because she's off to live in another province with her boyfriend! She's gone for the year, though she will be visiting and stuff. It's just sad because we got to have her for three weeks at the cottage and it was super nice :) Anywho, not much else happened this week so I'll sign off.

Till next week
Evie

Home!!!

So I had a fun long weekend. Remember how I was saying I was super tired? Turns out I got an infection, had a fever of 39ºand my blood count was low, so I spent Friday until today in Hospital. Everything is fine and getting back to "normal" what ever that means. I just realized that today was Wednesday and that I needed to blog, so doing a quickie (hehe).

OK so Lee I'm going to apologise right now for my answer to the question, I know how super annoying it can be when people don't expand or what not but I'm honestly too tired to think. I can say that when it comes to being in Hospital I'm pretty nosy, I learn a lot about my "roomies." Like this time I shared a room with a little Italian grandmother, she has 8 grandchildren and has lung cancer. I did learn more, but that's not for the Internet. But I guess this does come from a natural curiosity, like something happened when I went for my check-up prior to being admitted into the hospital and I am still curious as to the out come. Rae, you know what happened and Lee and Evie I'll tell you when I see you next.

Anyway off to sleep in my own bed!!! In prep for Chemo round 4 of 6!!! Oh did I mention my tumor is a tenth of its original size?!?!?! I think that starting to settle in... I had a traumatic Friday morning, my tumour size kinda didn't cross my radar.

Night

Miah

"Tell me everything!!"

I'm a pretty nosy person, but I try to keep it under control. I satiate my urge to know everything about people by Facebook stalking them, rather than pestering them with questions, or doing too much gossiping. That way, I basically just find out things they're cool with people knowing anyway, rather than teasing information out of them in a crafty way.

So when it actually comes to asking people nosy questions, I probably come off as being pretty restrained, since… well… I am. Restrained, that is. Self-restrained!

But of course I can think of instances in which my restraint has wavered, and I've asked some pretty nosy questions. For example, two friends of mine just went on their first date together. The girl in the equation (since it is a girl-guy equation in this case) is a pretty close friend of mine, so I had no problem (and no hesitation) asking her for all the details. (Did he pay for you? How was it? What did you guys talk about? What did you eat?)

Then again, maybe that's what a friend is for! Someone to squeeze all the details out of you, which you're dying to talk about anyway. Maybe I was just doing my service as a friend. :P

-Lee

Oh, and Friday Questions are a great way to be nosy!!

I slept through free pancakes this morning... :(

So, today was a chill day. Yesterday I moved back into rez, I’m loving it so far lots of fun stuff and cool people. I have to wake up early tomorrow because I’m helping out with first year orientation and I’m very excited about it!

Now Lee, people have told me many a time that I am a nosy person and I do think I am. I don’t mind other people being nosy because I am so nosy. Rather than a recent story I have a funny one from the furthers memory back that I have of myself being nosy. It was grade 6 and my classroom and the French class were like 5 steps across the hall from each other and my teacher and the French teacher were talking about the boys in my class and their behaviour and I was curious as to what they were saying and so I walked VERY slowly and it was SUPER OBVIOUS that I wanted to hear what they were saying and so my teacher got super mad at me for trying to listen in on their conversation. Needless to say I never tried that again! :P

It is getting late and I have to be up early so I’m off to bed!

Till next time,

Rae <3