Monday, November 27, 2006
Friday, November 24, 2006
iPod Nano: 2, Bryanna: 0
If you were driving down Alma Street this morning at approximately 6:35 AM you may have seen me. I was the girl who tripped on the sidewalk* and fell on her face**, subsequently banging my right knee and scraping off the top layers of skin from my right forearm and hand. However, the iPod Nano being carried in my right hand escaped the incident with nary a scrape or scratch due to my instinctual maneuver to cradle the Nano into my chest letting the top of my right hand take the brunt of the fall. If waking up at 6:15 AM to go running in the morning does not kill me, my sister's iPod Nano surely will. But don't worry, I have my eye on the little bugger. It will not defeat me!
In happier news, I'm wearing a pair of jeans that I have not worn since last school year. I cleaned out my pants drawer just last month because all of my old jeans were constantly taunting me to "try me...just try me...come on! maybe this time you'll be able to button me up...uh oh, sorry, fatso, not this time...muah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha haaaaaaaaaa.........." er, yeah, so this morning because I had no other pants ready to wear (I had just washed them all and they were still air drying), I took out my box of evil jeans and the first pair I tried on fit. Well, they were still a bit tight, but I was able to easily button them up and I can actually walk properly in them now. Woot!
Anyways, TGIF! I know I can't wait for the weekend...it's been a loooong week here at Bryanna and the City.
* This is the same sidewalk that my sister almost tripped on last week. We're going to switch it up next time because that sidewalk clearly has a grudge or something, which is weird because I used to walk up and down it everyday for three years.
** I didn't actually hit my face. It just sounded more dramatic when I was thinking of ways to describe the situation.
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
I Do Crazy Well
If you were driving around Kitsilano this morning (approx. 7:15AM) you may have seen me. I was the crazy lady running around in the pouring rain wearing only flannel Mickey Mouse PJ bottoms and a green wind breaker (sans bra...did I mention it was RAINING? A lot. If you're thinking this is hot. Stop it. Right now. It totally wasn't. Trust me.) So why was I doing this? Because I was retracing my steps after my sister and I went for our morning run because I couldn't find her iPod Nano that was supposed to be in my vest pocket when we returned.
Now, this wouldn't be so bad, if it weren't for the fact that I have no money to spare right now. Like, I'm talking NONE. Christmas shopping is going to be very easy this year, but not very fun.
So the whole time I'm running around my neighborhood looking like a creepy green chicken with its head cut off I was thinking to myself that if I didn't find it I would have to buy her a new one. I was even planning out what I would say to my parents to get them to help pay for it.
I touched wet garbage.
I had placed the Nano in a small plastic Ziploc bag to ensure that it didn't get wet. I hadn't realized how dirty Vancouver actually was until I had to inspect every bit of discarded plastic 3 blocks west of my apartment.
So, after 10 minutes of this, I decided that either someone had picked it up already (Merry Christmas to them!) or it was actually somewhere at my place.
It was. At my place that is. Sitting all smugly on my bedside table. Dry in its little Ziploc bag.
Monday, November 20, 2006
Not to be all Schmoopy,
Thursday, November 02, 2006
In two months I won't be able to call myself a student anymore. I won't qualify for my father's Blue Cross Extended Medical & Dental. I won't be able to save $10.00 on a Greyhound round trip to Kamloops. I won't be able to verbally (and, more importantly, mentally) fall back on my usual response to the annoying question of "what are you going to do after you graduate?" with "I don't know. I'm still just a student" because as of January 1, 2006, I won't be one.
This, to me, is both frightening and exciting.
The frightening part of this is that I really don't know what direction I want to take from here. I always thought that I would know by now. That I would just have to.
When I graduated from highschool and entered my first year of university, I was comforted by the fact that I had at least four more years to figure it out. That, surely, my courses, my life experiences within this time would point me in the right direction. And, I guess, in some ways they have. I do have an idea of what I enjoy and an even a better idea of what I do not enjoy, but I'm hesitant to investigate this further. To pin it down to something in particular. To commit. To make a decision. But more importantly, to make the wrong decision.
I know what I'm feeling right now is not unique. It's the curse of my generation. A generation which knows too many options, but is too scared to pick one lest it be the wrong one.
A generation that seeks excitement and thrills instead of RRSP's and other long-term investments.
A generation that views settling down as growing up, perhaps even giving up.
A generation paralysed by the notion that once you commit, that's it.
So instead of committing, we bounce around for a while. Perhaps working an okay job here and there. Something that pays the bills, our student loans and, if we're lucky, funds a trip to Europe/Asia/Australia/South America/Africa (take your pick). The type of job we can leave without much regret because it was just "okay". It wasn't what we really wanted to do with the rest of our lives. It wasn't our "passion". We're still trying to figure that one out.
Last week Sean and I went to BCIT's (British Columbia Institute of Technology) Big Info Night. It's the type of college that offers career oriented programs. You work your ass off for 1-2 years and at the end of it you're given a certificate/diploma; a magical piece of paper that is supposed to gaurantee you a good job: a "career".
A few of their programs did catch my eye -
Occupational Health and Safety Diploma of Technology Program
Technical Writing Part-time Associate Certificate Program
Human Resource Management Full-time Diploma of Technology Program
So, now I must make some tough decisions:
1. Do I even want to go to BCIT?
2. If I do, what program do I want to take AND
3. Will I move to Burnaby (do I <3 Vancouver too much to ever leave it)?
However, what I do know is that before I even consider going back to school I need to save some money and do some traveling.
So, I guess it's back to bouncing around for a while. Perhaps working an okay job here and there. Something that pays the bills, my credit card balance and, if I'm lucky, funds a trip to Europe/Asia/Australia/South America/Africa (Actually, I'll take all 5 please!).