Just Another Day

Today Beans and I had brunch together. Well more specifically Beans had brunch, while I felt quite nauseous and couldn't eat my food. Turns out it was wings I had the day before. I guess it's not good to miss 2 meals after going to Binga's.

Then we picked up Katya and visited Waynflete. We were there for quite awhile doing the rounds. Lorry talked me into leading a poetry workshop for some of the students there. I told her I was changing my major to English and she said "it's about time you realized this is your calling." That made me laugh. It's always nice to go back and catch up with teachers.

It made me think though (again). Waynflete affects you. You can't go there for a significant amount of time and have it not affect you. Waynflete is a way of life. There are good things and bad things about it, just like everything else. We may not like all the people we went to school with, but we're still a community. Highschool was a hell of a lot different from Middle school.

I was only there for 1 year of middle school, but it was enough to tell. The best friends I had in 8th grade were not the best friends I had in high school. The groups of people were different too. I had my group of boys/Imani (Tiger, Charlie, Ben, Matt, Tom Ryan and Imani), artsy/dancers (vano, iszy, lauren, carol, katya, eliza), serious students (nina, holly, eliza, aidan) and there was our new girls trio (iszy, amanda and me). At this point I'm still friends with 6 of them.

Then I got to know Jared, Jamie, Beans and eventually Sam. Still friends with Beans, Jared and Sam. Plus those 6 from before. They're some of the best people I know to this day. We all have our differences, but at this point we've accepted them. I'm just me, and they like me for that.

I also think it's good to mix things up. Meet new people, integrate them etc. Sometimes they just won't get along though no matter what. Kind of like the saying opposites attract. Well maybe so, but I strongly believe that if you don't have something in common, it won't work out. (this doesn't mean you can't be civil though)

Speaking of which, I was recently informed that my good friend's girlfriend compared him to Edward from Twilight. What The Fuck! Noooo. Not okay. Let's be honest. He's nothing like a real guy, so don't ever expect that from your man, ladies please! Men do not sparkle! Unless they happen to be Adam Lambert...Anyway. No! This is wrong. Don't force someone to be anything, but what and who they are.

This bring me back to the 'men like to show not tell' thing. Don't force a guy to tell you all the time. First of all, it's annoying. Second, if you need to hear it all the time, then you're probably insecure. Third, if you can't tell when he's showing you how he feels, you probably don't know him that well, and if you don't know him that well, why would he be showing you much? Guys need to know that there has to be an inital talk, and maybe a talk every so often (by which I mean, not so often) and ladies....pay attention and stop trying to make him into Mr. Darcy or Edward or whoever your ideal male book/movie/tv character. Key word = character. Doesn't exist.

A couple other things, I wrote a long note on facebook, which I will post on my hockey blog, since it has to do with hockey, but you should read it. Might give you some insight into hockey and me. Funny story relating to hockey:

Tonight I received a message from a certain hockey player about his lack of a new years eve. He asked how mine was in return. I was responding, while my mom was looking at the tv guide channel. Suddenly I saw BU vs. BC so I told her to flip to it. I stopped typing to root for BU. It was OT. So I go back to the message when my mom asked if they just said "Gerbe." I told her that's impossible because he's playing professionally now. Suddenly the game ended. A BC player scored the final goal of the beanpot. I yelled damn it then I heard the name, "Gerbe." The hockey player dove onto the ice in celebration and his teammates dove on top. I said it couldn't be, but we'd find out after everyone climbed off him. So it clears and it is indeed, Nathan Gerbe grinning on the ice. I find this funny because it all happened while we were messaging back and forth.

Last thing I promise. Everyone knows I love reading cosmo. It's just a fun, girly thing to do. So I was taking a quiz. The last question was "Circle all that apply." The last statement was, "You are comfortable with the amount of alcohol your man consumes." I laughed. Lets just leave it at that.