So, I'm at home. And the program is over.
Which signals the end of this livejournal.

I'm going back to using my old one, katherineislost

I love Edmonton. Devon and I are going to Whyte tonight. We're thinking Vinyl or Halo.
FUN! And Etienne gets into Edmonton at 12 30!! WHEEEEE!

So, we're down to hours. HOURS, PEOPLE.
Nuts.
I spent 8 months laughing, crying, screaming, fighting, explaining, talking, sharing, living with these wonderful individuals, and now I'm down to less than 20 hours with them. I'm useless. You know that song by the White Stripes "I just don't know what to do with myself"? Thats exactly how I feel. There is going to be a MASSIVE hole left by my katima-family. And nothing to fill it with..

I'm so stoked on seeing my loved ones again. But then I stop, backtrack and realize I've discovered some new loved ones, right here with me.

So, we're going to cry, we're going to separate, we're going to move on and we're going to move forward.
And take these lessons and memories with us, to better serve us in our futures.
Fuck, I'm one huge cliche right now.
And there isn't anything I'd rather be feeling.

I love you guys, and that means everyone.

I love love. And I love you.

So, tonight I did something rather amazing.
Something I have always wanted to do.
I did an open mic. I sang.
In front of people I didn't know.

I sang a song called "Autumn's Monologue" (From Autumn to Ashes), "Swing Life Away" (Rise Against), "Norwegian Wood" (The Beatles) and "Drive" (Incubus)

And it was wonderful. I wish I could do it again.

I also found a large newt. In the middle of a road.

Baha.

Eventful night.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAHHHHHHHHHHHHH

..my brother just told me he lost his virginity to his GF.
and he wants me to smoke pot with him when I come home.
I WANT TO VOMIT. I AM SWITCHING BACK AND FORTH BETWEEN NAUSEA AND RAGE.

I AM THE ONLY VIRGIN IN THIS FAMILYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

I need someone to hold.

6 days.
AGHHHHHHBBNMEW!Q$##@&!&!&@#!@^&*$!@$!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I think I am going to die.

I also am wearing a very heavy blanket that I bought at a garage sale.
Actually, I bought 4.
Patchwork quilts. I LOVE THEM!
But getting them home is going to be a pain in the bumholio.

I'm mad excited for the Oasis/Matt Costa show, seeing Dervin Mc Lurvin, Dying my hair, and hanging out with matty.
Also, seeing my DARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRLING.

8 days left.
one day of work left.

I heard Natasha Bedingfields "Unwritten" song and I cried my eyes out all lunch hour.

I am a wreck.
We're having a fancy dress party tonight.
Packed yesterday, it was depressing.

Manfriend named Manfred et moi are conversing every night.
For like 3 hours.
noice noice?

I make the best vegan chocolate chip cookies ever. Hands down!
Anyone who wants some can have a batch of their own when I get home!

It's getting hard to fight the urge to live in the future.
Sometimes I catch myself imagining my ride back home from the airport,
and stuff like that.

I cannot wait to see everyone again.
Devon, above all. Frick.

I got my flight information, and called to tell my mum.
We had a fight about my future instead.

HOUSE MANAGER AGAIN! WITH CORRINA! YAAAAAAAAAAY!
c'est le fun. honestly. I wake up everyday at 9.

yesterday was kind of shit. devon called with some really upsetting news.
I'm so afraid. For her, for her family, everything.
I talked to Etienne about it, we're staying in Edmonton for a longer bit so I can be there for Devon.

My dad agreed to split the cost of a Nikon D200 + lens with me.
He'll pay a grand, I'll pay a grand. YAY.
Semi-Professional camera FTW!

Random things I accomplished in Saskatoon:

- Pierced my tongue. It is awesome. I love it.
- Got a Sigg water bottle.
-Went to the Saskatoon Fringe and saw 2 plays (Dreams and Desires [sad/moving/riveting], and Inferno Sonata [overacted but still hilarious/very my style/colorful, descriptive words])
- Got a mustard and grey $5.00 rugby polo from Divine.
-Went to the Saskatoon Art Gallery (where the Human Rights Photography Section made me cry my eyes out for like an hour)
- Got a sweet hat,
- Went and filmed an Oprah episode with Dr. Ruth (Lisa was Oprah, I was Dr. Ruth, Corrina filmed.)
- Bought a pashmina, and a sarong
- GOT THE MIRACLE FORTRESS CD AND NOW I AM SO EXCITED.

It was a sick weekend.

IT
IS
BOOGIE
TIME!

..we're going to Saskatoon this weekend!

..19 days left before I'm home. Oh my flipping frickerton.

Edmonton, here I come!!

I love cats, and cats love me.



In other news:

I miss you, dear piercing. Even if you acted up a lot, and lost your ball all the time. We were a good match. You're sorely missed dear friend.

We went to Winnipeg this past weekend! It was very gangsta. They have a serious gang problem there. You can't even wear colored bandanas.
Yeah.

Things I did today:

1) Took out my piercing. Yeah, even though I didn't want to, my piercing ball fell out for something like the 7th time, and I lost it for something like the 3rd time, and this time I'm SOL for a new ball, SO I decided that I was going to fucking take it out. Which pissed me off. Because I really really liked my piercing.

2) Spend 100.00 on vintage buttons.

3) Returned aforementioned buttons.

4) Bought aforementioned buttons back for 50.00.

5) Baked cookies.

it was kind of a shitty day.

I know it's silly, but I'm glad Matty added me on FB. I saw pictures of his GF. And I'm happy for him.

I'm scared I'm going to run out of ideas for my 145. I know it won't happen, but honestly. Well, if I can come up with 60 uses for a sarong, then I can do this. It's just hard because I am lacking my tripod. I couldn't bring it on Katimavik. So, I'm limited. Which is fine, I've just been creative with positioning.

WE'RE GOING TO WINNIPEG THIS WEEKEND! I AM SO PUMPED.
I am buying the Eternal Sunshine soundtrack for Brian, because he lurves it so. It's a surprise. I hope they carry it.

So, I'm house manager again! YAY!
It's nice. I baked cookies and crackers, cleaned, shopped for groceries, cooked brekkie lunch and dinner.. and went to the gym.

Pretty flippin full day, after only 5 hours of sleep.

Plus, I'm doing a 145. Which means that I'm taking one self-portrait a day for the next 145 days.

LINK!

http://flickr.com/photos/thisismypassion/sets/72157606391137834/

So, Last FM is the best thing since tofu.

And, if your piercing decides to freak out and attempts to hypotrophically scar, then just put essence of Witch Hazel (astringent) on it with a Q Tip 3-4 times daily.

Exciting.

My darling called tonight. And I got his love letter. It had a Nelson flower in it. <3

sooo, billeting is over. THANK GOODNESS.
I can do whatever I want, and not feel like a burden anymore!
And I'll get ot see everyone again!

I ONLY HAVE 14 DAYS OF WORK LEFT!
SWEEEEEET!.

I have one week of work, one week of HM, one week work, then one week HM, then one week work.
SAAAA-WEEEEET!

..I am so happy. I FLIPPING HATE WEEDS.

Etienne was off at a festival de roche this weekend. I missed him, and had a crazy dream about him.
I miss Fern's bike that I rode for the past 10 days...

Oh. I went tanning today [because I was insanely bored] & I burned like crazy, skin cancer here I come..

 Last night, my mind was wandering something ferocious. 

Etienne wasn't online to talk to, so I just tried going to sleep.

I sat up at about 11:17 (after unsuccessfully trying to sleep) and started thinking. My thoughts moved from place to place, until they settled on my Dido. I started thinking too much and ended up feeling homesick and crying my eyes out. I wandered downstairs, and called my Baba, who managed to calm me down some.

Then I called Leela, because I missed her too. And we chatted about the general ups and downs and her split with the Rude-Meister. Finally, after about 15 minutes, I decided it was time to cut it short so I told her she should call. She might, who knows.

My billet mum has put a 10 minute phone restriction on though, and so when I ambled upstairs to get some seriously-deserved sleep, she stopped me. She sat me down, and explained that I had disrespected her house rules, and that in the morning I could pack up my stuff and get out. I was blown out of the water. I let her tear into me for a while, and just listened. Then I pretty much begged her to listen to me, and I broke down crying [again] and told her what was going on. She agreed to let me have one more chance.

Afterwards, I ran to Corrina's room, and started hyperventilating and crying harder than I've cried in about a year. It was a long night. And now it's awkward.

What a bloody goingshow.

I love kids. And they love me.
A while ago, we did this workshop about future goals.
The workshop leader asked us to close our eyes, and imagine something in our future that we wanted.

I imagined myself in a hospital, all alone, holding a baby.

Is that honestly all I bloody want for myself?
I couldn't handle kids AT LEAST for another 5-6 years.
At least.
Oh well.

Allo, Salut. Ceintiero un hidook..

Feta Cheese-a.
Allo? Ahhhahhhlo.
Somekindashow..

I love you devbot. Bahaha.

Anywhat. So. Corrina Corrina discovered a simply marvey picture of ET & I. Totally shweet et vundarbar.
I'll have to do something wih it. Cuuuuuuuuuuuute.
So billeting is fun, we're with the very Catholic Mayor Fern and his wife G Mo (Monique)(I call her G for grandma and Mo for Monique). I love it, because G Mo gives me awesome ideas for experimenting with foods. And there's this veggie cookbook with some blue cheese recipes that I want to make for Etienne.

VUUUUUUUUUNDARBARRRRRRRRR.

I love babies. 
I found out I'm allergic to horses. I met this awesome horse that I named Loafers. He was very testosterone-y and dominant over the other male horse (whom Corrina dubbed Black Handsome). But he was still cute. I also discovered some pooooonies! The nicest, least shy one that ambled adorably over I nicknamed Sufjan. The thing about horses is that they will use their charm to woo you into getting them grass. Then they will attempt to chow down on your shoes. Or hair. Nyahahaha.

Things to do when I get home

1)Dye my hair this color:


2) Get cheek Piercings

3) Get my tattoos

..my mother is going to DIE when all of this happens