Today it is Sunday

Today, my mother, my BFFLAAT, my BFFLAAT's mother and I went to the Ontario Universities' Fair.  It was in Toronto, and basically all the universities in Ontario set up a stand (or an entire building, more like it), send representatives and talk to the people who want to know more. I found about some programs, one in particular. It's called Global Business and Digital Art at Waterloo.  It has some business courses but also has arts, specifically digital art (if you couldn't guess by the name). But digital art is what I'm interested in, more so than "physical" art (as a career, that is). And the class is around 60 people, so not very big( well, it seems big to me but for a university it's puny). The thing I like is that the business classes are different from the business classes that a business major would be taking, and also with the same 60 people.  Basically you spend 4 years with the same people. The only thing is that course is double the tuition of the regular art degrees at Waterloo.  Queen's also had a Computing and Fine Arts degree that I'll have to look into more but sounds good. I'm glad I went. I was tired though, haven't been getting enough sleep lately.  I should be heading to bed soon. There are just too many things to do. I forgot to watch Elementary, which is the Canadian version of Sherlock. And although I'll always prefer Sherlock, I still want to see Elementary.  But on a bigger note, I forgot to watch the new episode of DW yesterday. It's funny, because at the time it was airing, I was watching an older episode of DW on DVD.  Anyways, in my panic, I was scrambling the internet to see if I could find out when it was playing again. I couldn't find it and figured I was doomed. But then today my dad found out that it was playing this evening, so all was good. But I think my dad may have stopped recording it a little early and so I think I missed the last few lines but I think I'll survive. One thing I'm not happy about is that they split the season up. They played 5 episodes, but now there won't be another one until Christmas. CHRISTMAS!!! And it's not even a "real" episode, it's the Christmas special. How I'll make it I don't know. Well, actually, I'll just watch DW DVD. :)  The season resumes in 2013. Speaking of 2013, that's when Sherlock starts again! But not until the fall, which I hate. Why does there have to be such big gaps in between seasons? BBC, (aka Steven Moffat), you own my heart, but continue to break it. This is definitely an unhealthy relationship, but how can I leave?

Happiness

So I got my birthday gift that I have been waiting for today. And it was...drum roll please...a GUITAR!!! I'm so excited. I've been wanting to take lessons ever since I took a guitar course at school in grade ten.  And not only was it a guitar, I also got some accessories to go with it.  My party went well. We did a picture scavenger hunt. But my parents (ie Dad) made it too easy.  I mean it was still fun but it would have been more fun if we didn't get the picture within an instant. Tomorrow is the Red Feather football game. I'm not going. My main reason for not going was that my math teacher said he was going to still teach a lesson tomorrow.  But then today he changed his mind so I won't be missing anything.  But by then I had already told everybody I wasn't going and I didn't want to rush to get a ticket. So I'll just hang out in class, finish yesterday's homework and read. It will be good.  I like when there are kids missing from class.

Favourite Movie Scenes Cont'd

Mr. Greenslade

While I was looking through the documents I have saved on the computer I came across this poem. It is from grade six, when my teacher was Mr. Greenslade. If I remember correctly, he died from cancer. It was within the first month of school. It was odd, I think, for us as students. I mean, nobody really loves their teacher, especially not within the first month when you don't really know them.  But from what I remember he was going to be a great teacher. He had these things called "GreenBucks".  You were awarded them if you did well on a test or helped someone out. Then you could trade them in for a prize. But that wasn't the reason he was going to be great (that was a bonus). He smiled a lot and cared for you and just seemed like a good person. I remember my one friend was the only one crying. The principal was the one who told us he had passed away. He pointed her out and said something along the lines of, "Some of you knew him better than others. Did you spend more time with him?" referring to my friend. She looked up and around at other people, confused, as if she wasn't sure he was talking to her. Nobody really had spent a lot of time with Mr. Greenslade. She was just the only one brave enough to cry for him. I remember that I didn't cry. I teared up a bit. But I just didn't know him well enough and honestly, I was just confused and lost and unsure of what to do.  Anyways, our replacement teacher (who has since stayed at Clara Brenton and taught my siblings) decided we should write a poem and give it to the Greenslade family. So we did, and this is it:

If We Could Bring You Back Again

Written by Fred Longley

In Honour of John Greenslade

If we could bring you back again,

For one more hour or a day

We’d tell you all our favourite thoughts,

We’d have many things to say.

If we could bring you back again,

We’d say we admired you,

 And that your time in our lives

 Meant more than we ever knew.

If we could bring you back again

To tell you what we should,

You’d know how much we missed you now,

And if we could, we would.

 

9 Things I Hate About Everyone

This is something I found online and thought it was pretty funny. 

1. People who point at their wrist asking for the time... I know where my watch is pal, where the hell is yours? Do I point at my crotch when I ask where the toilet is?

2. People who are willing to get off their a** to search the entire room for the TV remote because they refuse to walk to the TV and change the channel manually.

3. When people say "Oh you just want to have your cake and eat it too". Damn Right! What good is cake if you can't eat it?

4. When people say "it's always the last place you look". Of course it is. Why the hell would you keep looking after you've found it? Do people do this? Who and where are they?

5. When people say while watching a film, "did ya see that?" No Loser, I paid $12 to come to the cinema and stare at the damn floor!

6. People who ask "Can I ask you a question?"... Didn't give me a choice there, did ya sunshine?

7. When something is 'new and improved'. Which is it? If it's new, then there has never been anything before it. If it's an improvement, then there must have been something before it, couldn't be new.

8. When people say "life is short". What the hell??? Life is the longest damn thing anyone ever does!!! What can you do that's longer?

9. When you are waiting for the bus and someone asks "Has the bus come yet?" If the bus came, would I be standing here???

Ta-Da!

Do I need to put a copyright on these or something? oh well.
Copyright 2012, Heather W.

Favourite Movie Scenes

Slow Saturdays

I am waiting. Not sure what for, something to do, I guess.  Went to Kiwi Kraze today with my BFFLAAT. My mom and brother tagged along though so I don't think it went quite like she (and myself) envisioned.  Then she came over afterwords and we watched Iron Man 2. Good movie. She fell asleep though. When she woke up a few minutes later I had to fill her in. I think only in movie theatres have I seen her make it through a movie and not fall asleep. :)  I went to sewing thins morning, made a little baby quilt to be given to the London Pregnancy Center (I think its called).  Then I looked through some magazines for some ideas for my next quilt.  My sister has been at the Western Fair all day so it's been very quiet. (Not that my sister often engages with the family but annoys my brother).  I have a bit of a headache. I'm in one of those I'm-not-sure-what-to-do-with-myself kind of moods/states.  I have been doing some things in my sketchbook recently. Not really sketches, more of writing quotes out in different styles. Maybe this evening I'll take pictures of them and show you. Not much going on. Time to go eat dinner.

Pinterest

I love Pinterest. And maybe obsessed. You can now create an account without being a part of Facebook. Although the other day my dad said, (and I quote,) "Maybe we should create a family Facebook account." !!!!!!! Where did that come from?!? Anyway, I think my ear is infected, like around the piercing.  I want to buy a camera and a laptop. It's my birthday soon. Maybe I'll get a laptop or a camera for my birthday. That would be awesome.  Doctor Who started two weeks ago, so two episodes have aired. I have to say, I'm not too impressed so far. The first episode started out with Amy and Rory signing divorce papers. Where did that come from?!? There was no hint at the end of the last season that this would be happening. But then they were back together be the end of the episode. So I thought to myself, "If you're going to go so far as to break them up, at least go with it for a while, don't solve it within the episode. Drag it out a bit, build suspense." And other than that part of the storyline, just not very entertaining. I was never on the edge of my seat or smiling like an idiot or anything (like other episodes have done).  Hopefully they will get better. And did I mention I love Pinterest?

Still Here

I though you might be worried that I hadn't survived school, so I thought I'd post something just to reassure you. Over the course of the summer, I sang many songs in chapel and really enjoyed just jumping around and praising God. How He Loves became one of my favourite songs. And By Your Side joined the ranks as well later on. I think that I am not going to post as much as I used to. I think it will be hard to get back into the habit of doing it after I went the whole summer basically posting nothing.  But I will try.  If I do post, I am telling you now, they will not be as long as they were before. 

I'm Going To Keep This Short And Sweet...

I do NOT want to go back to school. I do NOT want the summer to end.