I just can't get over how cute-as-a-button you are!

-What are you being for halloween?

-A bumble bee =]

-Can I be your honey?

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Sounds scripted and family channel movie like.

Fortunately for me he's real =]

I wished on a star for you.

Fresh Linkin Park, very fresh.

Top tens!

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Things I love right now:

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♥Filming random moments of my life

♥Cuddling

♥My job at the hospital

♥'Speak Now'

♥Arizona iced tea

♥Glow in the dark

♥Closet organizers

♥Vacation hours

♥Baths

♥And as always, The Beatles

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Things I hate right now:

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!#Lac La Biche
!#Australia
!#Laundry
!#Spider invasions
!#Below zero temperatures
!#Car accidents
!#Plan changes
!#Waiting
!#Expectations
!#Time frames
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Thing I am excited about in the next year:
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♦Halloween weekend
♦Hawaii trip
♦Kelsie's 19th
♦Josh coming to visit
♦Christmas and just after
♦End of college school year
♦My 20th
♦BVJ
♦Aaron's return
♦Cali road trip

Oh and by the way

Taylor Swift's new Cd is as adorably heart warming as she is =]

And the Rocky Horror Picture Show Glee episode was probably my favorite yet. (This may be a bit biased because The Rocky Horror Picture Show is one of my all time favorites.)

Oh boys.

Even though I continue to think he's absolutely fantastic and the best yet, I still wish guys came with manuals. Even if I never read instructions, at least I would know that there is SOME rhyme or reason to why males act the way they do.

Oh goody!!

Tomorrow is Friday and the start of Halloween weekend!!!
Probably nothing can compare to last years Halloween, but this year should be rather fantastic.

Last years Halloween consisted of:

•House party with way too many people (the more the merrier =D) and a DJ

•Calling Kelsie's long-term-relationship-that-ended-badly ex, (who was dressed as Edward Cullen) a sparkly piece of shit, and locking him on the back porch.

•Coming back to the party after a short trip to a brutally packed Lotus to be attacked by Kelsie (who did not come to the bar because she was still underage) yelling "Jennine, Jennine, I'm SO glad you're back!!!! They soaked the cat in alcohol and tried to light it on fire!!! (They did not. The cat was a tad damp because someone spilled their water bottle. That was what a drunken Kelsie morphed the story into.)

•Kelsie's first case of alcohol poisoning, where she was throwing up in the bathroom, and Michaud (mentioned in previous posts) barged in and locked us in, then drunkenly called Kelsie's father and told him Kelsie had gonorrhea and needed to be picked up IMMEDIATELY!!!! Ending with an, I love you father! (I called him back and corrected that all)

But this year will consist of two parties with great friends, SUPER cute costumes that we spent forever making, an entire weekend with my long distance not-quite-boyfriend. =] (Who I still think is absolutely wonderful), and a goal by Kelsie to not throw up, and not spread rumors of animal cruelty. Plus a trip to the probably yet again brutally packed full Lotus.

Cont...

Alrighty, so about Whitecourt. This is the happenings.

My best girly has a man. He works on the rigs. This stretch was based at Whitecourt (which is located in the middle of no where, FYI). Me and Miss Kelsie Rae headed up there to stay a night, just so she could see him for a bit since he's gone three weeks at a time, and then we would leave the next morning. This plan failed. Just as we were on the highway going into Whitecourt, the doughhead driving in front of us stopped his car on the highway, we swerved into the ditch going 120, and then out, where Kelsie lost control of her car and cut in front of stupidhead, and spun a couple of times across the other lane. Then we scrapped across the median for a bit and finally the car stopped half on the median, half sticking out into traffic. Surprisingly enough, we didn't roll into the ditch, we didn't drive right over the median and into the other lanes, we didn't hit anyone and no one hit us, as we drove across the highway and skidded the wrong way down the road. This SHOULD have been a very serious accident with everything that happened and being on a trucking/rig road with normally very heavy traffic and big ol semis, but we managed to get very, very lucky. We drove down the highway a bit till we found a safe spot to pull in, which luckily was RIGHT outside of our hotel. The whole time smoking like a chimney and making a horrid noise. Once we got out and looked at the car, we knew we weren't leaving Whitecourt the next morning. So we checked in and waited till Kyle was off work. The first thing he asked when he saw the car was HOW did you drive that off the highway?! And so the adventures began. The next morning we woke up and looked in the Whitecourt "phonebook" which in any other place on earth would be labeled a directory to everything rigs. The index at the front read "Auto services and repairs.-See 'Trucks'. After flipping through oodles of yellow pages on rig machinery, and about twenty full pages titled trucks we finally found a few listing for repair shops. Unfortunately, these were located in Red Deer, Calgary, Edmonton and Regina sask. The closest being approximately two hours away, and with a immobile automobile, about 17 bazillion hours of walking. So we riffled through the desk drawer and found a local listings book that consisted of about thirty pages worth of names and businesses compared to our home phonebooks that are roughly the size of a large dictionary. We skimmed through and finally found a shop that didn't require your repair to be oil rig equipment related. We silently thanked the founders of OkTire and called them up. Low and behold, they were too busy to even look at the car, and said if we wanted to pay a tow, we could bring it in and they could possibly do a quick inspection, if they found a few extra minutes. This is when we went down stairs to the hotel lobby and booked our room for a second night, there was no way we would be out by the three o'clock check out time. Kels texted Kyle and he said he'd call around and see what he could do. So, we were stranded in Whitecourt for the day with nothing to do, no one but ourselves and no vehicle. We heard that there was a mall so we set out for that. Then finally something worked out for us and we actually FOUND it!! Too bad it was a strip mall that consisted of an IGA, a Bargain Center, and a cute little recreation bar with darts, a lounge, and a pool table. And also required ID which we left at the hotel. So we bought some lunch at IGA. A cup of cut watermelon, a cup of grapes, a brick of marble cheese and a litre of chocolate milk. Then we hunted around the bargain center, finding nothing of interest except another plastic grocery bag to switch out the IGA one because the watermelon cup popped open spilling all of our watermelon and it's juices all over the bag making everything sticky and our cheese watermelon flavoured. We wandered around Whitecourt for another hour or so and came upon ol Wal-Mart!! Here we figured we'd feel at home, only it ended up being a dinky little thing that smelled stale and had concrete floors painted grey like floors in the back garbage room of a grocery store. Beauty. But beggars can't be choosers so we bought how to train your dragon, a deck of cards, and Terry's chocolate oranges. The hike back home was a little more amusing, we found this wonderful little fabric coat hanger woman with no head and a very scandalous out fit, laying in the ditch, so we posed with it for a couple pictures, then hung it in a tree for passing by trucker who haven't seen a female in weeks and are in need of some eye candy to glance upon. This was the highlight of out day. Finally we got back to the hotel after being chilled to the bone and getting a tad lost and having to do a wee bit of back tracking. The hotel lobby had a vending machine with bags of microwave popcorn, so we bought a bag of that and settles into our cozy warm beds and watched How To Train Your Dragon. (P.S. I want a Night Furry). Anyways we filled the rest of our with endless games of war, speed, and crazy eights, and a bit of Terry's chocolate orange catch. Once the orange hit the wall a couple times, resulting in the same effect as 'whacking' your Terry's chocolate orange does, it became rather difficult to toss and catch. And thinking that hitting it hard enough to have a tub fall through the ceiling in a rig workers hotel probably wouldn't be quite as satisfying as it is on the commercials, even if we are straight females, we looked around for other tossable objects. Deciding against the flower vase, TV, desk, and fireplace, we found nothing. So we turned on the TV and flipped through the channels till we found a So You Think You Can Dance Canada re-run, and watched that, then Much Video on Trial, (this episode containing not ONE single song we had heard of) until Kyle got off. Somewhere in the Television viewing we got a call from Kyle saying that his father was going to drive the three and a half hours to Whitecourt with a flatbed to pick up Kelsie, me AND her poor broken car!!! We didn't have to spend the extra night after all! We did however, still have to pay for it. So after a nummy supper at BP's and a short struggle on the men's end to load and strap the gibblemobile, we were finally on the way back to our own, lovely, fully populated and activity seeking teenager friendly, city. =] The remainder up this trip consisted of a bunch of thank yous, one pee/fuel break, and a long nap until, I finally crawled into my own bed at 2:30 am. The end.

Oh and by the way, in case you're interested. The official rules to rock, paper, scissors, lizard, Spock are as followed.

Scissors cuts Paper, Paper covers Rock, Rock crushes Lizard, Lizard poisons Spock, Spock smashes Scissors, Scissors decapitates Lizard, Lizard eats Paper, Paper disproves Spock, Spock vaporizes Rock, Rock crushes Scissors.

Just one more thing we did to eat up some time.

A place so lacking in excitement, that even excitement would be boring.

Whitecourt.
Not an happening place.
It's a rig town, and no matter how many times you tell me it's not actually that unpopulated of a place, it will always be a rig town. NOT a place you want to get stranded.
So guess what happened to me and Kelsie?
We got stranded. In Whitecourt.

It does get more thrilling though. but I'm going to leave you to wait on this one a bit cause I'm tired and don't feel like explaining this story tonight.

I don't care how many fish there are in the sea, I've picked out the one I want and no others will do.

Remember how I said I wasn't going to settle for anyone anymore and I was going to wait till the right person came along?
Well I found him =]

He's funny, cute, outgoing, silly, random, sweet, cute as a button, absolutely everything I want.

He's the very first guy I've ever been with that I feel is RIGHT.
With everyone else there was at least one thing holding me back. Something that made me feel a little bit reluctant. I have never been completely happy with someone. Until now. It's a weird feeling to feel SO much dedication. This probably sounds a lot like a middle schooler, but a month ago, if I had seen a cute guy walking by, or had a convo with some really charismatic, friendly guy, I would probably think to myself, "dang he's cute, I wish I had him." But now, when I see cute guys the first thing that I think of is, "Meh, mine is more perfect. =]" And it's very satisfying that even head turning worthy guys don't really interest me enough for a second look.
I'm more than happy with the one I have and we aren't even really dating yet! But it doesn't matter to me, I feel so lucky and undeserving that even whatever the heck we are right now is fine by me.
The only bad thing about him is that he is going to school four hours away, and hockey usually fills his weekends. But still. I don't mind waiting till the end of the week =]

Sorry world, I don't usually blab this much about suck silly, things, but for once, I feel like this needs to be blabbed. Even if it's just for me to come back and re read in a month.

Be a star.

A star is a beautiful speckle of light placed high and the sky for every single soul on the earth to view and appreciate. It's light can be seen from farther away than we can even imagine, so far that even after the star dies, we can still see it's beautiful light for billions of years. So in order to be a star, you do not have to be a famous actor or singer or super model, you just have to do one little thing that will stick with even just one person. A small deed that will stay with them even once you've passed on.

up to date.

Usually during this time of year I start to feel down. The cooling weather and end to summer puts me in a down mood while I'm getting used to it but this year seems to be different. Maybe it's because we didn't really have much of summer so the transition to fall isn't so drastic.. actually the fall weather is nicer than summer was. But even with weather aside, I'm just all-round happy! I have so many awesome things to look forward to that everyday I wake up excited and looking forward to life.

Also, I've slowly been falling in love with hard rock. I've always been into soft rock, the classics of course like Cars, CCR, Kim Mitchell, Dire Straits, Loverboy, I could go on forever, but lately I've been craving the rougher stuff, like Kiss and Metallica. Weird. Cause I'm not rough edge like that at all! I mean I also love country, and the Beatles!!

Remember how I said I wasn't posting my upcoming trip plans until I knew for sure they were happening?

Well..

I'm going to Hawaii!!

The trip is completely booked, it's actually two of the same Contiki tour back to back. So two trips with one airfare. It's an unguided tour, so most of it is free time. The second day we have a choice between a tour of Pearl Harbour or a day of surf lessons, included in the trip price. But since we are doing the trip twice, we can do both, one in the first set and one in the second. We leave the 8th of November and return on the 16th. Sunshine, and ocean waves here I come!!

Maybe 204 is pushing it, but..

I half expected to log onto blogger and find 204 comments from Trevor. Slightly let down.

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Life is beginning to smile at me again

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