Ben's Week of Hell

So, I talked to Ben today. He's going into the worst week of the course - it's a week in the field practicing and conducting section attacks. He had twisted his ankle sometime earlier in the course, and a couple of days ago he severly twisted his other ankle. Hopefully he'll be able to run around the field ok. Another shitty thing about this next field week is that post-tropical storm Noel is supposed to hit eastern Canada sometime tonight/early tomorrow. I'm not sure how long this will supposed to last, but regardless, they'll be in the field. I can't wait till this week is over for Ben. The only really positive thing is that it's Daylight Savings Time - at least they'll get an extra hour of sleep tonight!

Life Update

So, a couple of weeks ago a piece of jade fell out of my ring onto my kitchen floor. That sucks alot, and I took it to a jeweler in Sherwood Park to get it fixed. That stressed me out because I'm really protective over it - its one of a kind and its irreplacable. They phoned me this morning letting me know that my ring seemed to be finished, but when I went to pick it up it wasn't quite finished. The jeweler wasn't in today, so the lady phoned him and he's not quite done with it yet. Boo urns. I'm impatient and want it back. Hopefully this week I'll have it back.

Ben also phoned me today. They're at the range this week. Yesterday they got to shoot their machine gun and today Ben got to throw 7 hand grenades; he was pretty happy about that! This rest of the week is super shitty and hopefully he'll survive the week.

Other than that, life is good!
TTFN.

Which Column Do You Choose?

You definitely need to watch this - very interesting. I like this guy's logic!

Corrie's Test

I thought I'd kick off this school year of blogging with a fun quiz! Have fun. I'm not sure if I totally agree with it, but whatever!

-Kirstin

you chose AY - your Enneagram type is EIGHT (aka "The Challenger").


"I must be strong"

Asserters are direct, self-reliant, self-confident, and protective.

How to Get Along with Me

Stand up for yourself... and me.
Be confident, strong, and direct.
Don't gossip about me or betray my trust.
Be vulnerable and share your feelings. See and acknowledge my tender, vulnerable side.
Give me space to be alone.
Acknowledge the contributions I make, but don't flatter me.
I often speak in an assertive way. Don't automatically assume it's a personal attack.
When I scream, curse, and stomp around, try to remember that's just the way I am.
What I Like About Being a EIGHT

being independent and self-reliant
being able to take charge and meet challenges head on
being courageous, straightforward, and honest
getting all the enjoyment I can out of life
supporting, empowering, and protecting those close to me
upholding just causes
What's Hard About Being a EIGHT

overwhelming people with my bluntness; scaring them away when I don't intend to
being restless and impatient with others' incompetence
sticking my neck out for people and receiving no appreciation for it
never forgetting injuries or injustices
putting too much pressure on myself
getting high blood pressure when people don't obey the rules or when things don't go right
EIGHTs as Children Often

are independent; have an inner strength and a fighting spirit
are sometimes loners
seize control so they won't be controlled
fugure out others' weaknesses
attack verbally or physically when provoked
take charge in the family because they perceive themselves as the strongest, or grow up in difficult or abusive surroundings
EIGHTs as Parents

are often loyal, caring, involved, and devoted
are sometimes overprotective
can be demanding, controlling, and rigid

Happy Anniversary to...

Us! Today is our 5th anniversary! That's awesome. 5 years is a weird time...it's not really long enough to be long, but its not short enough to be short. So far it's been a boring day for me...class...paper writting...home...see Ben...blogging... Nothing to exciting, but Ben and I are going to go out for dinner tonight to somewhere yummy, tho we haven't decided where yet!

I also forgot that the 7th was my blog's 1st Birthday. Happy Birthday Blog!

Today is also the last day of school, which is crazy. This semester (and year) went way to fast. I can't believe it when I think back to the end of last summer (sending Ben to boot camp; visiting Dad and Pat in Saskatoon), the first week of school (my absolute terror at the start of Latin 301 and my excitement at Greek 101)...and now its over. Crazy.

Wednesday was a shitty day. I was running around all day like crazy gathering research for my paper, etc... and I left my clipboard in the girl's washroom in HUB in the late afternoon. I didn't realize that it was gone until the next morning while packing for school. When I discovered my missing clipboard I freaked out, phoned the Rutherford, the blood services...etc...but no luck. I went to school and scoured the places where I had been but no luck. I ended up talking to 2 friends who had seen it in the washroom in HUB, but they didn't know it was mine, so they didn't pick it up. I ended up talking to the admin ladies in HUB (who are super nice) and they told me to talk to the 2 cleaners who are on in the evening. I waited around for them and when I did, I discovered that they had seen it, and thrown it out in the garbage compacter. I was PISSED OFF...this same guy had thrown away stuff of mine while I was studying in SUB last school year. I was really pissed off. I hadn't even lost it for 24 hours and they threw away what was obviously school work (on the 3rd last day of school, no less), because it wasn't 'valuable'. GRRR... I lost my entire translation of the Aeneid...and our Latin final is on the Aeneid, among other things. It wasn't as tragic as it could have been - I do have study notes of most of the Aeneid, and the Greek and classics that I lost is of no consequence, but I'm going to talk to those admin ladies in HUB on Monday about placing a complaint. If the cleaners don't want people's lost shit hanging around, give it to Campus 50, or to the Student info centres, or keep it for a week and then throw it out. GRRRRR.... stupid...

On the bright side, at least today was warm and I could wear a cute springy outfit!
TTFN!

My last bit of bad news

So I got a phone call from McMaster University yesterday at 9 am. The Dean of Admissions (I think) called me to tell me that I wasn't accepted. I figured that much - usually the faster you hear from them the better. I told him my plan for next year - convocate, enroll as a specialy student, take Latin, Greek, and French - and he thought that was a good idea.

Hopefully next year I'll have better luck with this!

TTFN!

More bad news...

I got my rejection letter from University of Calgary. Boo :(