Time: Our Worst Enemy and Best Friend

Due to the fact that my brain is fried from midterms I opted to reflect on life instead...its more cathartic.

So, I was looking through old pictures that mom has sent me and I realized that time has flown by really fast. As I look at this picture I remember how terrified I was, first day of school, 5 yrs old...who would have guessed that 15 yrs later I would still be in school...although I don't chew on my hair anymore I would be lying if I said I still didn't get that same ol' nervous feeling welling up inside my gut from time to time. At the time of this picture a pentium computer had not even been invented yet, or if it had our school definately did not have one. We played games using ms-dos and listened to assignments using cassette players. That building doesn't even exist anymore, go figure, its now a parking lot. The worries of life consisted of making sure my younger siblings stayed in line and if they didn't I would be sure to pound the snot out of them to prove my point, get back in line...of course I never strayed...just kidding. My shoes were velcro, I obviously did not even know how to tie my shoes heck I probably could barely speak english as I had a hard time picking up on the english dialect until I was 5 and a half (I spoke some weird version of Charletese, only Bicka and Jonah, my imaginary friends at the time, understood). Other worries may have consisted of a huge homework assignment of oh I don't know a page of coloring or writing out my name as it had a tendency to look something like this (see below), dislexia was fun!! TOOW (thats WOOT spelled backwards).

Yep life was good in those days...now there is the busy schedule of college, loans, cellphone bills (boo, never get one if you haven't already), midterms, papers, jobs, bosses, and well just life. My title was Time: Our worst enemy and best friend...how is this possible? Time can be your worst enemy when you are working a long shift or in a boring class and the clock has ceased to move and you swear that an hour has gone by when that lying, deceitful clock says only a minute (if your lucky) has gone by. There are other instances where time simply goes to fast...such as those good ol' days when what to play with, legos or barbies, was the decision of the day. It can also be an enemy if you long for one more minute with a person but for some reason time never goes backwards and that minute you may want is gone. Thus the reason we must embrace the time we have now and live every minute as though it were our last and show those we care about just how much we really do care. Time goes on, which can make it our best friend, because time can heal old wounds. I don't know about you but I'm really looking forward to heaven where time doesn't matter anymore and we have those (we pray) that we love with us for eternity. More then this though, we have the time, finally, to praise God over and over again for all that he has done for us. I can't wait until that old enemy, time, is gone and this world collapses, the clouds unfold and we can go home.

This is a picture that Faith and Cary sent to me, I guess I drew it when I was five or six (i've never been artistic)...its of the second coming and it has all the members of my family (at that time) going to heaven.

Anyways all, I've just realized, speak of the devil, what time it is (almost 1) and I should be getting to bed...so until tomorrow night...I promise that blog won't be as depressing

This is just a quick word up!

Hey everyone!! It is 1 am and I am just getting off work as Azalea is kicking me out so she can study and apparently I need the sleep...who knew...I guess sleep is good for you. So...I just finished a bunch of homework and my midterm today went well I don't know yet. Its one of those tests where you just don't know until you see the grade. As for my finger I will quickly clarify its fine and its just a little cut, mom! I'm sorry if it seemed huge I just wanted to share about my poor finger. What else to write...um...I am getting a sore throat so I have doubled up on the water. Oh! Tonight I got to eat Kraft dinner! An entire box all to myself...it was so good...thank you Steve for the KD! Anyways folks! I'm off for the night, just wanted to touch base and oh my week of solitude that never existed anyways is over tomorrow haha. Anyways take care

This Isn't Really a Blog You are Only Perceiving it as Such

After much deliberation is has been reported that the infamous Charlee Kirkby is an extrovert and needs people to survive. Due to this fact she has decided to step down as the dorm hermit (even if it was for a week) and can now be found mingling with the other students. She says her day is more fulfilled and that the only lesson she learned is that 1) being a hermit does not mean she gets any more done due to the many episodes of I Love Lucy that line her wall. 2) She has also reported learning that she just needs to learn time management skills and 3) that she needs to learn how to say no when asked to "hang out" although there is a time and place for everything. Charlee has also reported that she will be writing in her blog again however there will not be a post tomorrow night as she has a midterm on Wednesday in Wisdom Literature.
In other news the finger problem is only getting worse and so tonight Charlee and her friend Azalea boiled water and Charlee stuck her finger into the water to force the blood into the finger. It was reported that her finger started pulsating and then turned white, red, white, red and finally when Charlee could stand the heat no longer (after 2 seconds) she flung her hand back and forth attempting to cool it off. Another cup of water was brought to a boil and a knife was inserted into the boiling water, due to the fact that knives have no nerves no screaming was heard. Finally, after a few more moments of soaking the finger Charlee took the knife, breathed deeply (as her finger was already in agony), looked at Azalea and said "You want to be a doctor so here you cut my finger" to which Azalea replied "I pass." Charlee took another deep breath, looked at the serrated knife and ran the knife, while applying pressure to the knife, over the cut. Finally blood could be seen to which Charlee pulled back the skin some more allowing more blood to flow out then applied salt straight to the wound. After wondering if there could be anything more painful she then proceeded to apply alcohol to the wound and watched in the mirror as her face grew more red. Finally, she took out some antibiotic cream, applied it to the wound and bandaged it up. Now, if only she had done this in the first place this would even be an issue today. Charlee would also like to go on record as saying "mom and Faith, how are you knees?"
In other news Charlee was seen for the third time at the gym working out. Why all this working out so suddenly? This same question was asked to Adrianna and Michael to which the one worded reply came "Florida."
We close this evenings broadcast by listing a few things that Charlee would like done at her funeral as her best friend Azalea said "watch for blood poisoning, if you see red or pink streaks going up your arm then we might want to get you to the hospital." Due to these words Charlee has seen nothing but pink streaks although she knows there are none. However, planning ahead she wishes that not a single tear be shed at her funeral as crying only wastes water and what will the fish swim in if you cry all the water away? Never thought of that did ya! It is requested that everyone wear either black or blue to represent a bruise, just kidding. She has also requested that Steve sing and then Michael tell a few jokes.
LOL Ok sorry about the morbid above paragraph I just couldn't resist, its too funny. Anyhow all, I've got a homework assignment to do and then I'm off to bed!! Until later!!!! Take care
PS mom, dad! I have been informed by two reliable sources that there is something you know but are keeping from me. As the oldest I demand answers!! :) Night

Two Posts in One Day! Oh No This can Only Mean ONE THING

Charlee is going insane. Thats right folks she is going insane. The reason for this insanity can be attributed to the fact that she is attempting to take one week off of people. All this is doing is proving she is more extroverted then she once thought. As much as she loves her "alone" time she realizes she misses her friends *tear* however due to her grades and the crazy amounts of homework she has decided this will, she promises, be the last blog until Thursday. See, right now she is working front desk. It is 10:46 pm and she has been here since 9 and she is here until 1 and she cannot do any homework because the lobby is open (she can only do homework after the lobby closes) and so she sits, thinking, what can I do to pass the time. It is then that the answer comes to her, at first as a whisper, then a shout...WRITE IN YOUR BLOG! She is blown back and so she logs onto the old computer and listens and prays as it croaks to life, the harddrive grinding together and wait...is that smoke...nope just my imagination. After waiting for what seems hours the old comptuter finally logs Charlee onto the network and she finds her way to the blog and begins writing. What is she writing or rather what will she write seeing as she already wrote earlier today...She will be writing just this...
You see since Charlee wrote earlier something strange happened. No I did not write Charlee is strange, but rather something strange happened to Charlee. She slept for a few hours this afternoon and played scrabble, however it was the saddest game she had ever played against her good friend Azalea as the words were "no" "oy" "the" "bears" yes it was sad. Needless to say something was hurting really bad, it was Charlee's finger. You see, like a fool, Charlee cut herself last weekend on ice and instead of cleaning it she thought "Ha who cleans cuts" well normally she doesn't and it works out fine however this time she had cleaned the bathroom (with gloves on) but nevertheless Charlee was stupid (Don't comment on that). Now her finger was swollen and hurt like the devil (a phrase she got from Road to Avonlea). There was now only one option...however the phone rang and so she headed down to help some people set up for an art show that is happening here in the dorm tomorrow morning. Finally the moment of truth came and so Charlee took out her "forbidden" knife (we aren't supposed to have knives in the dorm) and ran it under hot water then sprayed it with disinfectant meanwhile laughing at the thought of what she used the knife for back in the summer. Images of sitting in the midst of a septic system cutting holes in the infiltrators while the smell around her would make most people gag. Oh speaking of which haha the other day they were pumping the septic here and boy did it stink. Everyone else was complaining except Michael and I who laughed and yelled as we walked past each other "Remind you of anything Michael?" "Yep, work!" Anyways Charlee's knife was as clean as she could get it for the time being. Slowly, with thoughts of Auntie Faith poking her finger and puking running through her head, she began pealing back the scab and working her way down into the cut. There was no blood coming out. This was not good. She poked harder laughing while doing so. She discovered she is not a hemophiliac but the complete opposite, she can't make herself bleed. Now she goes straight down and finally, yes, there it is, the watery crap and then the blood. At last relief fills her. She pours antiseptic spray over her cut and will now proceed to watch it so she doesn't get blood poisoning. The joys of being Charlee or rather the joys of being blonde (however not as blonde as some people, as she discovered this evening). Anyways Charlee has finished writing her blog in the second person because it is more fun. She cannot wait until tomorrow during the pancake breakfast when she gets to, for a moment, be reunited with her friends...then a long day of writing a book report on "The History of the Waldenses" (an amazing book by the way, its by Wylie). Anyways have an amazing night and a good week.

Its Sabbath so...Last Blog Until Thursday

I realize on my last blog I wrote...Last Blog For a Week...but I forgot that Sabbath's I don't do any homework anywho so here is a blog. I am currently sitting on my bed in my room really wishing this Sabbath would last forever because as of sun down I'm hitting the books hardcore as I just realized I have another paper due soon!!
Yesterday I slept through my first class, I was so tired I must have turned off my alarm and went back to bed as I woke up 10 minutes before my second class began and still managed to make it there on time. I was brushing my teeth, tying my shoes and combing my hair pretty much at the same time. It was craziness! I made it to class as I already stated and I felt great, really great! I had all these plans of going to the gym, doing homework but midway through class (class went 20 minutes over time as some ppl whose first name starts with a D has a tendency to talk a lot) I began feeling really tired and super achey. I had worked out the day before and needless to say yesterday I was feeling the affects. My muscles felt as though a giant knife was stuck in them all and well I just didn't feel good. After class, 11, I went to sleep and did not wake up until 2ish. Afterwards I well, slept more and then slept more. Yep, I slept the entire day away. That evening I worked at the front desk from 9-1, all the college day kids are here from Crawford and so the lobby was jam packed and loud. I was thankful when 12 rolled around and I got to make that wonderful "the lobby is now closed" announcement. I have, already, come to a conclusion regarding next year, God works fast sometimes or maybe I just wasn't listening before but I have my answer now however I cannot disclose it as of yet because technically I'm not supposed to be writing this. I just thought I would say happy Sabbath. And now I'm off, do some reading, relaxing and then tonight!!!!! I hit the books. Adios !!

Last Blog for One Week!

Its funny, because this is my third time typing this blog...why? Because I have written a bit, hated it, erased it, started over, hated it and started over again. Meanwhile my poor computer is getting hotter and hotter by the second. Anyways about my title...I won' t be blogging/facebooking/msning for a week as I need to get on top of some school work (2 midterms and a number of papers) and I need to think and pray some about what to do next year. I just figured I would give you all a headsup so you don't think I'm ignoring you. I'm not, I will just be locked in the library for a week. Oh I will also not have my cellphone on it. I've found that I have become a slave to the stupid thing so I'm leaving it in my room for a week *gasp* I hate electronics. I also would like to write some more or revise what I have written already (bookwise). I have discovered that my writing (for my blog) changes with the song I listen to haha, right now I'm listening to Steve Green. Anyways that was besides the point.
Right now I am sitting here in my gym clothes (I'm listening to The Mission right now, good memories of Florida). Anyways, I am sitting here in my gym clothes as I got back from the gym about 2 hours ago and well haven't changed yet but we'll get there in a moment.
I woke up this morning and skipped both my classes, I know why would you wake up to skip your classes. Ok well, for starters my grades are good but I just was sooooo tired and well went back to bed. I'm thinking of working at Subway again next year (If I come back here) as the hours are normal (better then 3am). But once again, we'll see how things go. So I slept in until 11 got up and ran into Lacombe as I had a meeting at the bank at 12. Afterwards I met up with Steve for lunch at Subway and got to see many people I used to work with. Afterwards I raced back to campus only to find out the teacher has Strep Throat. I know, I should've felt bad but I didn't and so I ran into town with Azalea and then hit the gym where JD showed me some new ways of working out my abs. After this I "crawled" back to the dorm and sat down on my bed with an episode of I Love Lucy, KD and Oreos...two hours later I'm still sitting on my bed, half the bag of Oreos has been consumed and the KD is gone...working out makes me hungry. I wish I had something slightly more amusing to write about but I don't. I am now going to shower and read the history of the Waldenses for a book report that is due Monday...alas, the week begins! Talk to you all in one week!!!

It Is All Over

Thats right, break is done and tomorrow morning I wake up and go to class. I wish break lasted forever but then, if break lasted forever and there was no school you wouldn't appreciate break and it would end up being a boring time. Today was an amazing last day of break.
I got off work late last night aka 3:00 and headed to bed around 3:30. I was tired and ready to sleep which I did until, no wait there was no alarm because it was break. I woke up because my stupid body woke me up at such an early hour, 12!! Yes that's right noon. Some people would be yelling at me as their internal clocks or whatever they are called have a habit of waking them up at 6:30 and 8. Not mine, see, my clock has this habit of being quiet and pretending like the hours don't exist so I can sleep as long as possible however today it glitched and I was rudely awakened at noon. After getting up I made my way to Azalea's room where I sat and did nothing until 12:30. I mainly watched Azalea talk to her sister on the phone and then work on a lab. I know, why on earth would you do that. Because it was so funny. She had not had a coffee yet and so she sat, typing away frantically with this look on her face that words cannot describe. Let's just say scary. She looked like she was ready to kill the world. Anyways at 1 pm I talked her into coming on a walk with me into Lacombe (Michael stole the bug for observations). Alas, we walked. The sun was shining, the sky was blue and well it was just an amazing day. We met up with Steve and by this time I was starving. I look around and I see it in the distance. No, it was not my first choice but nonetheless it was a place that served food and it was close to where me and my stomach were standing. That's right A&W, they have good fries and onion rings, or so mom taught me. So I went. Azalea finally gave in and had a veggie burger. We then continued over to the grocery store where Steve ditched us, something to do with working sheesh. I walked around the store looking at stuff and finally reached Michael who was, at this time, back at the dorm. He drove down and picked us up and then Azalea and I headed to Red Deer.
Our first stop was the mall/Wal Mart, they are connected. We walked around the mall as I was looking for shirts that were any other color then black. Alas at Bluenotes we discovered a 50% off sale, thats right cheap stuff. $5 hoodies!! Then we ran into Payless and I got myself a new pair of shoes as my shoes are falling apart. I guess running shoes just aren't made to act as snow boots, who knew. So...Wal mart was the next stop where I found a toothbrush, I was happy as mine is done for and then I got nail clippers as mine blew apart in the bathroom. Yep thats right, I went to clip my nails one day and they just fell apart, little pieces went everywhere. I learned an important lesson that day...Don't buy .84 nail clippers, spend at least $2. Oh I also bought socks as most of mine smell like a bag of tostitos even after being washed. My feet are of the devil, they smell so bad!!! probably something to do with wet shoes/socks all weekend. Anyways after grabbing this stuff we made our way to Taco Time where I had an enchilada and Azalea got a burrito. I must admit, although it is not Taco Bell it wasn't that bad tasting or maybe I was just that hungry. After our excursion to RD we made it back to Lacombe in time for Azalea to join her study group and me, well I cleaned my half of the room. Poor Adri, how does she live with me I'll never know. After cleaning I ran downstairs and cleaned the one dirty guest room...why do people use two facecloths?? What do they need with two! Anyways...*deep breath* I then proceeded to run into Lacombe and pick up Steve and met Hynek in the parking lot. Talked to him for a bit then ran back to the dorm grabbed Azalea, hit Timmy's and now folks I'm writing to you. An interesting day indeed.
Now to answer mom's questions...No I have no pictures as my camera died. I do have pictures on my cellphone though and I will be putting those on my computer soon, so there will be some pics...although they won't be perfect, there will be something just for you. Anyways...good night all, I'm going to bed so I can get up at *cry* 8!!!

What do hiking, wet feet, cliffs, mountains and God have in common?

A Mission Retreat at Camp Alexo. Yes I had the most amazing weekend I have had in a long long time. It all started on Wednesday when I decided that maybe I should go on the mission retreat this weekend. I'll be honest I did not want to and so I had decided simply not to go. However I prayed about it and it seemed to be the right thing to do. So Wednesday I pick up the phone and dial the number of the guy in charge...I look at the pamphlet again "Please RSVP by Feb 5" I laugh to myself, right, well I've missed that deadline so its probably all full, its Feb 13. Someone picks up on the other end, "Hi, I was wondering if its too late to go on this mission retreat weekend thing?" "Who am I speaking to?" Duh that would help..."This is Charlee" "Right, well, your name is already down on the list, someone already said you were going." I hang up the phone and scrunch my nose together, what? I haven't told anyone, but whatever. Friday comes and I don't want to go. In fact I get to the point where I decided to tell Bernie (the director, nicest lady you'll ever meet) that I am not going. Something stops me though, maybe it was Landon's voice saying "someone already said you were coming." So I go. I determine to make the best of this, get it over with and that will be that. Brandi immediately attaches herself to me proclaiming that this weekend I am her buddy. Julie, a new girl at school, (she lives beside me on our hall) joins us in the vehicle as does Sarah and thus the journey begins. Two hours later we arrive at Camp Alexo and to start things off right we go on a hike. This hike leads us to an old tunnel, see Camp Alexo used to be an old mining camp way back in the day. We arrive at this tunnel and of course a few of us decide to go in. Now, let me describe this tunnel to you...its about 3 ft tall, the floor is made up entirely of ice that is at a nice downhill slant and its dark, really dark. We start off in a squatted position and slide along, nice and easy. There is a turn in the tunnel and now you cannot see the light from the entrance, its just dark oh and now you are crawling as the ceiling is lower or the ice is higher, one of the two. We continue crawling until finally you are on your belly pulling yourself along like a worm. Good times indeed, we finally did turn around and head back out, however this was a trip of its own and boy was it hard. Ice, uphill, dark, cold and by this time soaking wet did I mention I was wearing my sneakers...well I was and they were drenched. We get back to the cabin finally and by this time I'm pooped and ready to hit the hay however we still have dinner to go and vespers. By this time I've noticed, due to the Oh my goodness your hands are bleeding statements, that my hands are indeed bleeding, rough ice and bare hands will do that. After dinner we sat around the table and sang hymns, there were 23 of us.

Sabbath morning dawns bright and early, ok bright and early in the sense that I had to get up by 8 am!! The girls are sleeping in the same cabin that has the kitchen and dining room (we are all on the floor) and the boys are in another cabin. So basically, they all come to our cabin first thing to wake us up and eat. After eating breakfast we had a slight break, many ppl went back to bed and then Sabbath school and church. Both of which consisted of singing hymns and studying the Bible or rather what the Bible had to say about going out. After church guess what we did!! We ate!! Then at 1 we all piled into the vans (3 vans) and drove an hour away (passed by Abraham Lake aka Tick city) and went a little further to where there was a pathway that led to a waterfall. We all got out, it was now a little after two and began our long hike up the mountain. At spots we were walking on snow on a nice angle going uphill. Exhausted but happy we finally reached the 'waterfall' or what was one before winter happened and froze it over. We did get to see a beautiful view of the mountains and in one spot the ice was thin enough so it looked like a window in which one could see the water pouring behind the ice. We hiked back down and during this hike I learned I'm insane. I got to do tons of thinking and I realized I think as though I'm writing. I consider that weird, maybe its not but I think it is. At 5 we began driving back to camp where we ate yet again and had a worship service where we discussed missions. After this we took a short break and then regrouped and had 'vespers' where people could share testimonies if they wished. By this point it was 9:30 and some girls were already passed out. When this ended the normal stampede for the 3 showers began meanwhile Brandi and I just laughed. See, we had opted not to shower all weekend. Ya I know, stinky, but we wanted to enjoy the real camping experience and not showering accompanies that. I vaguely remember Julie saying she wanted to go sleep in the tipi outside but after that I remember nothing but darkness until someone was kicking my foot. Sure enough Landon was standing there kicking my foot, I look at my watch...what! its 8:30 on a Sunday morning and I'm being told to wake up. I groan and slowly get up making my way, once again, to the table. It was here that we watched a sermon while we ate and suddenly it clicked. The people over seas are real ppl to. I should clarify something at this point. My stance on missions is one of disdain. I hated the fact that people felt that they must go overseas to do anything but now I realize there is a need for that because there are real people there too. I also realized many people consider the mission field as being over seas and this brings about a dangerous concept. Missions is here and now. One guy brought up a really good point when he said "either you are the missionary or you are the mission field." We are to serve and show Christ in all the little things we do. This weekend I also began reading a book that Steve let me borrow called "divine nobodies" and in this book it outlines this very thought. When we go to the store or out to eat, are we portraying Christ? I learned something else. So often we go out with the attitude that we know it all and we have something, however we need to stop and view the beggar on the street or the sick person as though that person was Christ. So instead of bringing Christ to that person we meet their needs and in so doing we portray Christ in ways that words never will. Anyways that is what I learned and that is what clicked. After watching this movie we went to the living room and prayed.
After this a hike was organized by JD. We were supposed to go to the tunnel again but instead a group of us decided to follow JD on an adventure down a hill and to the river. All was going fine, hiking through the forest, the mountains in the background, the frozen river beside us, the air was a brilliant temperature, it was just a good day. Finally JD decided it was time for us to climb back up and so, at the base of a hill that is not on a 90 degree angle but close enough, he decides we should venture up. I think, hey this looks awesome and I take off. You are literally climbing straight up and you aren't walking, you are sinking your foot into the snow and once again I use the word climbing. Finally I reach the point of no return. I can't go up any higher because well its all mud now and mud, in the winter, is frozen and slippery. In other words I can't go any higher without sliding and sliding is usually good but as I look around I realize I'm about 100 ft up and to begin sliding now means picking up enough momentum to seriously hurt or kill myself at the bottom of the hill. I look around, one option, go sideways. So I inch my way over and then stop, I've run out of snow, its not deep enough to get a good foothold and the mud under the snow is causing me to slip and I have nothing to grab. For a split second I begin to panic, I breathe heavier, I can feel my heart racing and I'm pouring sweat. By now JD is below me in case I begin sliding he can catch me as he has more of a foothold. At this point I begin laughing, why, I don't know. Just the entire situation was funny suddenly. Beck and another girl had made it to the top by using a small root which had given way after they made it up. Another guy beside me, who is brilliant when it comes to books is freaking out, literally freaking out because he sees no way out and in his mind hes dead. Meanwhile his girlfriend is at the top now and is taking pictures of him hanging on for dear life. I look down below me and I realize that if I go now I'm falling for while, hitting some rocks then smashing into a tree. Its funny. Meanwhile Eric has made it to the top because he came up another way (there was a path we could have taken but this way was more fun) and he is throwing down a rope for me to grab. I do so and begin walking up the side of this hill, my feet slipping out from under me but my hands are glued to that rope. Needless to say I made it up, the others who weren't as high up as me made it back down (they were warned to come no farther) and they went up the trail. We made it back to camp and ate again then hit the road. I don't think my feet were dry this entire weekend as I only had running shoes, nope don't own a pair of winter boots, but it was an amazing time. On the way back to the dorm Brandi, Julie, Eric and I played games. Our van was the first back and one hour later the van with the luggage arrived (we all left at the same time). JD, Azalea, Brandi and myself went to Subway for supper and that was the night. Started this blog last night but was done my shift before I had a chance to finish. So tonight...here it is.

This Will Suffice until Tomorrow Night

Hey all!! Ok I am currently in the process of working on a blog about my weekend as I had an amazing time...however, it will be quite long and as such is taking me forever to write, mainly because working front desk makes it super hard to write anything...especially tonight, its break and so people are still up, coming in, going out and yes it makes it fun. So...I will have that blog posted sometime tomorrow afternoon/evening. Just wanted to give a heads up, i'm safe and had an amazing time

Random...

Yes that is my life and I love it. I think if I had to describe myself in one word it would be random. I am currently listening to music, quietly of course, and working front desk...did I mention its 2:38 am. I'm finished all my homework and I have completed a scholarship form and written to the school about next year. Now we shall see what happens. Oh, I'm also smelling garlic and tasting it, I'll explain more in a bit.
Today started out as a great day...I woke up tired but for some reason I was just happy to be alive. As the day proceeded my head began to pound and I found myself up front doing a speech on how to dress for the winter. Figured it was an appropriate topic for winter in Alberta. I'm unsure as to how it went but its over and I am so thankful. After this wonderful moment I noticed my head began really pounding however a sudden burst of energy filled me and I couldn't resist throwing on the old gothic pants, bandana and grabbing my "sword." Its a wonder Adri isn't looking for another room mate at the moment...maybe she is. I heard Christel coming down the hallway so I waited in the doorway of my room, waiting, then as she approached I jumped out and completely scared her. It was worth it. Adri, Christel and I chilled in the room talking until 11:30 when they ditched me and went to look for food. I waited in my room then at 12 I changed into normal clothes and came downstairs. Michael and Adri informed me that the food was no good and thus I sat. Christel was going back upstairs and so I bounded after her, stealing some of her tylenol then going back downstairs. Steve, Christel and myself went to Subway for lunch...how was the veggie sub?? haha! After this I had gread dreams of going to the gym but alas, it did not work out and I found myself passed out for the next two hours. Finally my alarm blared and I had to run to class. It was a good class period, Wisdom Literature. After this Jon, Burnie and myself made our way over to the cafe where it was decided the food just did not look appetizing. Steve, myself, Dave and Jon climbed into the little focus that Dave owns and made our way to BP's, I won't say Michael's name for the place. It was an interesting meal to say the least, three guys...what more do I need to say. Boys will always be boys, between Steve trying to sink his lemon to Jon beating the beat to a song on his plate to Dave cracking jokes what more can I say...of course I was normal...the silverware is magnetic, how cool is that. Good times! After this Steve and I hung out for a bit and then I bugged Adri and Michael. Alas, the night came to a close for everyone else...they all went to bed. Me, I'm heading there in 7 minutes.So, until later I must say good night. In five hours I will be sitting in class...yet again...good times! I cannot even think straight currently and so I end this blog. END

The Narrator

Good evening everyone, this is your narrator speaking to you. Tonight, I will be presenting someone by the name of Charlotte *voice in back yells at him* Oh, sorry, Charlene *voice yells again* Once again, my mistake, a young boy by the name of Charlie *Voice yells and hand slaps narrator* What! Charlee, a girls name, you have to be kidding *slap again, the narrator proceeds after clearing throat*
Good evening everyone, this is your narrator speaking to you. Tonight, I will be presenting the life of a girl, get this, by the name of Charlee. Her day started off like any other Sunday. The soft sound of breathing could be heard while the birds chirped outside of her window. Yes, the day had begun but Charlee had not. You see, she was in love, thats right, in love. With what? Well the answer to this question is a simple one...with sleep. Now she slept soundly, however, she did not realize that this sleep was soon to be interuppted by her friend knocking on her door. *Knock Knock Knock* Sleeps love for Charlee quickly took over allowing her brain to incorporate the sound of the knocking into a dream. When the knocking continued Charlee finally realized it was no dream and she was forced to walk to the door and answer it. Her friend Christel stood at the door with a question on her lips however Charlee could not fathom the idea of getting up at 9:30 on a Sunday morning and so she slipped back under the covers. All too soon her alarm rang loudly screaming in her ear. The sound was horrible, she tried so hard to ignore it but it continued. Finally she found the STOP button and went to lay back down but alas Azalea was at the door and ready to go, and thus began Charlee's day. She proceeded to go to Tim Hortons and Extra Foods. Charlee was forced to go back to the dorm as she realized she had a visitor. Thus, she returned to the dorm and then proceeded to head back into town to pick up Steve and do some more grocery shopping. Finally, at 1 pm Christel, Steve and Charlee made their way down the stairs of the dorm and watched The Holiday. Charlee's mother had recommended the movie and Charlee found the movie to be very good, however the other two did not appreciate it as much...they have no taste *sigh.* After the movie Christel and Charlee learned that they were destined to be single forever and grief overtook them. No tears were shed though, instead they helped Steve make Lasagna in the kitchen. At 7pm Adri, Michael, Steve, Charlee and Christel sat down to a wonderful meal of lasagna, salad and garlic bread. *tips hat to Steve, very good meal*
After dinner Charlee and Steve went outside for a while as huge fluffy flakes fell to the ground. The night was not all that cold and so Charlee began kicking snow at Steve and then ran as fast as she could and lay down at the top of the hill leading to the dorm and proceeded to roll down the hill. Snow was wedged down her pants, up her shirt, up her nose, down her socks. She could not figure out for the life of her how it was possible for snow to go up and down but it did and it was cold. However she had so much fun that she ran inside and got her friend Christel to join her. Three times they rolled down the hill, somehow Charlee inhaled the majority of the snow. It must have looked like fun because their friend Josh decided to go down the hill as well. Due to the fact that Steve was not Christel and Charlee tackled him and plopped him into the snow.
Good times had by all. Charlee is now working the front desk however her shift has ended and thus she is saying goodnight and heading to bed. Her demonstration speech is tomorrow and she prays that she does alright... tomorrow night she will tell you the topic and how it went...until then this ol' narrator is signing off.

Food...YUMMY

Food...is the essence of my being...the lifeline to life...what makes me smile, laugh and wish for another day. I remember when I was a child, running through the fields with Kraft Dinner and Manicotti running with me...ah yes good times. Ok not really, this was more in relation with mom's comment on my last blog, that I've written about food alot and after thinking about it I realized its true and that I have been eating a lot more lately. Yes...my day was another fun day.
My day...began...today...my day began. I know, another profound statement made by me. So today I went to church with Steve and Christel and sat through one of the longest services of my life. At 1:45 we left the church and headed to the cafe, now the cafe usually closes at 1:30...yep long service. One of those services with the 20 minute ending to it. During lunch I successfully ate more then everyone else yet again, haystacks are great. Then it was hang out time. I went upstairs and watched as Azalea freaked out because she hated her dress pants and needed them for the Bistro Italiano that was happening for choir, as a fundraiser. Azalea got mad and I told her to take it out on me, lol this resulted in me getting pushed into a couch three times, she was so mad! I think the majority of it had to do with her lack of sleep, as the girl just doesn't sleep period. Christel and I escorted her over to the Bistro (its now 6:30) and we sit down. We didn't realize we were supposed to be waiting in line outside with everyone else. haha it ended up working out well though. At 7 everyone started filing in and we laughed harder as we realized we had definately snuck in somehow. The Bistro was an awesome time, I went with Steve and of course Christel and Azalea, Michael, Adri and several other people all ended up at one table. The food, Spaghetti, garlic bread and amazing caesar salad. There were a number of performers and then to end the evening the choir sand one of their new songs. After this Christel, Josh, Steve, myself and Azalea decided to head to Timmy's and thus we hung out for a while. Anyways it was an amazing day and now my shift is over and I am going to bed. Until tomorrow night!!

This is a Blog, A What, A Blog, A What, A Blog, Oh a Blog

It is Friday today!! And I am happy about that! Why am I happy? Because it is Friday, the last day of the week, the day before Sabbath. I can't stop yawning and I will now explain why.
Last night I collapsed onto my bed at 11:50, I was so happy because I could sleep early. My eyes shut and I rolled over, nope, roll over, nope, etc...1:30...I get up and saunter into the bathroom having slept zip zap. I look at the pills I have on the counter and take two, they are an herbal thing that is supposed to help you fall asleep, I never take them but desperate times call for desperate measures. I lay down again, finally, I can sleep...WRONG...4:14...I get up, yet again, and walk downstairs to the front desk where Azalea is working the 1-5 shift. I sit down for the remainder of her shift and talk to her then we continued talking until 6. At this time I decided to try and sleep again...7 a.m...the time I believe I finally dozed off. Oddly enough I woke up feeling refreshed and ready to go and so I went to class and thus began my plan of action.
I got back to the dorm at 11:00 and waited...finally 11:50 rolled around and I got the text I'd been waiting for. It was time for me to become gothic. I threw on the black pants with the straps and skull zippers and threw on a black shirt and black toque. My reasoning was two-fold. 1) To bug Steve 2) to get back at Adri for all the color I had been wearing all week. And so...I walked downstairs and got my desired reaction from both, Adri just rolled her eyes. I ran upstairs and changed as quickly as possible then ran back downstairs and waited until the bug warmed up and thus began our trip to Edmonton.
Lets start this trip off right, getting in a beetle with four people, 2 girls, 2 boys. Of course Adri and I get stuffed in the back seat, I have exactly 4 inches for my legs as I am sitting behind Steve. Adri has a little more room but not much as Michael is in front of her. We start driving, the snow is blowing across the road however the roads are clear...get that...let me try explaining it again...the road was clear underneath the blowing snow...if that makes sense. If you stared at it you got really dizzy, but we drove on. It was fun, loads of fun. Finally we get to Edmonton and drive around looking for 80th Avenue, finally we locate it and then head to the mall. Thats right...the West Ed. I decided, thats the perfect place for Jaymee to get married, jk. We walked around the mall for a bit, Michael and Adri took off as Michael wanted to check out West 49 and the Bell store, me, I was famished and so Steve and I hit up the Old Spaghetti Factory. Raspberry Lemonade, Manicotti, Salad and bread! Definately good. After this we met back up with Mikey and Adri and headed home, ya it was a short trip but fun. The rest of the evening was ok, I talked to mom and dad and listened (coached) Jaymee screaming on the other end. Yes, good times. Now I am working front desk and have been since 9, I have one hour 16 minutes left. I cannot wait to crawl under the covers and sleep tonight, it'll be amazing. Anyways until tomorrow night!! Have a great Sabbath tomorrow.

This is Blog # 60

Thats right folks, 60 blogs since well I can't remember when I started blogging, Sept or October. Anyways its been fun up until now, I hope I have not bored anyone too bad but thats the joy of it all. If you don't like it, don't read it or give me feed back on how I can make it more interesting. So...my apologies for not making blog 60 happen yesterday but I basically spent the entire day in the library writing an english paper. I finished at 10 pm last night then had to write two more assignment papers for class today. Needless to say, by the time I finished I was tired of writing and went to bed feeling accomplished.
This morning I woke up feeling great! I wasn't sure what was wrong, I hadn't slept for a long period of time (1:30-7) but I just felt great. My hair seriously looked like someone turned on an electric mixer and just scrambled all my hair, you see I showered last night and slept with my hair wet. So I threw on a brown hoody shirt thingy and put on my black toque and realized they didn't match. So I threw on my lime green Aeropostale hoody, perfect. Well almost. See Adri has been making sure I don't wear a lot of black lately, so I have to wear colors! Reds, yellows, browns, blues, ya its bad. Anyways So...I tried on her red toque...didn't match with the lime green hoody so on went the brown one again...it worked so I went to class. Its crazy how many people just don't smile in the morning but then once again who can blame them. Oh, let me explain, I'm revolutionizing myself, in a sense. I'm trying to be positive, at least some of the time. Can't say it always works but hey, I figure life it to short to hold grudges or not realize the amazing things out there that God has placed right under our noses. You can find humor in a lot of things. Obviously there is a time for everything aka seriousness. That came during New Testament class when Dave signed online and we had a serious political discussion regarding whether or not Hillary or Obama should win. I'm for Hillary, hes for Obama. Politics is a time when one should be serious and not pay attention in class. After class I ran back to the dorm and chilled with Azalea for a while then she had to get ready for choir so I took off downstairs and met up with Steve and Michael (he was supposed to be studying for a test but alas, distraction beckoned...he must be my brother). We headed over to the new student lounge that opened at 11:45 and got to see the nice new hard wood floors, leather furniture and well ya its really nice. Anywho afterwards Steve and I went and invaded Extra Foods where he had to pick up some things. He wouldn't let me tell him about how I got dad off of meat, such a shame. So I proceeded to talk about tape worms and such. Meat is so good for you :) haha ok so I'm evil. Tomorrow is the big day when I get to officially swear off caffeine for good, Steve is going to attempt it as well. I write this in my blog so that people can hold me to this. Yes folks, I slip up and have an iced capp everyonce in a while...first step, admitting you have a problem. lol ! At 1:15 I went to class and handed in the cursed English paper, its over! Until the next one but thats later. At 2:45 I met up with a friend and played some ping pong then ate supper with Azalea in the canteen, microwavable pizza X 2 and soup. Very good! At 5 I laid down to rest for a second then go to supper at 5:30 but I passed out and didn't wake up until 8. A very good rest indeed. Today was a marvelous day, the sun was shining and to make things even better...tomorrow is Friday! I love Friday's!! Anyways until tomorrow night!! Have a great day tomorrow and NO I'm not on crack I'm just happy for some stupid reason. I have tests coming up next week so this may not last, have no fear. lol Take care all

Today was a Day that Shall go down in History...

Ok not really but it was an interesting day...in fact...it was so interesting that I will share the details with you all. That's right, the little details that make up a day. Ok not quite that detailed but detailed enough to give you the jist of what life in college is like. *soft music begins playing*
The college, called CUC, is located in the flat lands of Canada in the small town of Lacombe. It is located at something longditude and something latitude on a map however these measurements are not important. At this school you will find a girl, aka me running around mostly looking for the next person to talk to...however on this day things were different.
"I Said its too late to apologize" did not ring this morning to awaken Charlee as she slept peacefully in her bed, in fact, she heard nothing. No she was not dead, if she was this story would not be told, rather she did not feel well and so she slept attempting to sleep off the sickness that was going around campus. It wasn't until a knock at her door at 11:22 am that she realized she had slept through both her morning classes and did not feel any better. She merely yelled at her door, finding out it was one of her friends who apologized for waking her and walked off. I know it sounds mean however it did not come across as mean as it sounds on paper. She lay in bed for a while longer thinking and contemplating about life in general. When she discovered she had nothing more to think about, she rose and dressed and headed to town with Steve. After eating at Subway and chillin with Ashley for a while she dropped Steve off at his place and headed back to campus to get ready for class. This is where her life got really interesting. The teacher had them read a poem written by this guy that adored his cat Jeffrey (or Geoffrey, can't remember) and wrote about how this cat was praising God more then humans etc. The author was later locked up in an mental place. The discussion got interesting from this point on and Charlee's friend Azalea was fuming by the time she got back to her room. Charlee, well, she was in stitches. See, usually Charlee is the one foaming at the mouth by the end of class and the irony of the situation, aka Azalea being mad just caught her off guard and thus she laughed. After class Charlee locked herself away in a dungeon of a room and read for hours, books for class. At this point in time Charlee realized something...school work never ends, it merely increases.
In the evening for worship, the girls, from 3 &4 floors, met in the chatterbox and watched...I Love Lucy...They read a devotional and prayed first then watched an episode. Charlee was thrilled and watched with anticipation, even though she knew what was going to happen as she has seen every episode. Anyways... at the end of the day Charlee smiled as she realized that she had a good day. :)
Ok...here is the practical application part of the blog...I have a demonstrative speech due on Friday...I have 7 minutes to stand up front and demonstrate how to do something...no powerpoint and it cannot be less or more then 7-8 minutes. I realized, other then playing the piano, I don't know how to do anything. So...I beseech thee, HELP! Anyways until tomorrow night...actually I may not be writing tomorrow night as I have an essay due Thursday (I'm starting tomorrow and hopefully finishing). So until sometime soon...I'll be checking for comments...

Its the Evening...No Wait...Its Morning

It is...yes folks...morning! It is 12:36am. Ok now, since I've written that it is 12:42 and I am off work in 18 minutes so I have to write fast. *fingers catch on fire* I'm really hungry right now but thats besides the point. This morning I awoke at the crack of 11 and proceeded to make my way down the stairs where I noticed the beetle was missing, turns out Michael had driven Azalea into town, it was all good. Instead of going back to bed I went to Denny's with Michael, Adri and Steve...cheese omelette that I swear had at least 5 or 6 eggs in it and oh I don't know one pound of cheese. The toast was really good as were the homefries. After Denny's we hit the mall quickly as Steve needed to grab a few things then began the drive back and Michael singing as loud and out of tune as possible, wow!! Ouch, my ears are still bleeding, in fact, I've lost so much blood from that I may just die. I believe a video of that will be up on facebook soon. When we got back to school everyone hit the books, Adri-our room, Michael-cleaning his room for open house and studying, Steve-library and later I joined him there. I get to the library and sit down at the table and discovered something crazy. Its so quiet there! Me and libraries just don't coexist peacefully. See, I take out my water bottle and BAAM it falls over onto the table then BANG as it rolls onto the floor. Steve sits down in his chair and it creaks really loud, then to make matter worse I'm sitting there doing "homework" (facebook is homework right) and suddenly "Hey Hey You You I don't Like your Girlfriend" My stupid ringtone on my phone is blaring and the girl behind the front desk is looking at me. Good times, what can I say. If crazy things didn't happen in life, it would be dull. A few minutes later the phone goes off again however I have learned from past experiences and my volume is slightly quieter and instead of blaring my phone is merely dancing around the table due to the vibration. I head into town and pick up Azalea and then head back to campus where I study for a while longer. Then over to the dorm to check out some of the guy's dormrooms. Oh, while at the library I found a hebrew Bible, how sweet is that!! I also got lost in the basement reading the Magic Paintbrush, I love books. Anyways Open house, good food after. Hot dogs!! I also discovered I'm getting a gym membership tomorrow because I'm really out of shape. I had to run a coke over to Sarah who was working front desk at the library and was falling asleep. The coke machine is rigged so every second "Sprite" is a coke, go figure. So I ran over to the library in short sleeves and a toque, cold, out of breath and out of shape. Argh! Anyways now I'm working front desk and well...I'm getting off shortly, ready for another week...no but bring it on. Good night mommy!! Have a good night everyone else.

ZZZZZZ *Snore* What I Wish I was Doing!!

But alas, I am working the bubble yet again and so I cannot sleep for another hour and 17 minutes. However, the cool thing about writing a blog is that it usually takes me a while to write it due to interuption and so it helps kill time. I am quite tired and so this blog may not seem interesting however I will tell you all what has been happening in my life.
Thursday evening I ended up going into Red Deer with Carl, Danielle and Steve. This was a lot of fun, mainly walking around the mall and eating way too much Chinese Food, I still say this was not my fault, I did not ask for that much food they piled my plate. While in the mall we visited Toys R Us and got fake, styrofoam swords. This is what is really funny, see, when I got back to the dorm this item aka the sword became super popular. I swear, in high school kids think they have to be all cool and prove something and by the time you hit college you don't care anymore and so playing with toys or acting like a moron because acceptable again. I remember one time last year I walked into the lobby when I got off work at Subway and a group of people were standing around a tickle me Elmo that laughed and fell over and stood up again. It was so popular and people loved it. Anyways my point was that this sword became popular. The rest of the evening found me in Christel's room working on a paper while she chatted online. Around 2 am I finally headed to my room and collapsed in my bed. The next morning I skipped my first class so that I could work on my two speeches. Then it was off to speech class where I had to give a devotional then at 10:06 I ran back to the dorm emailed myself the paper on my laptop, ran to the mez, went to print off the paper however this did not work so I found Christel and borrowed her floppy drive. After fighting with this it finally worked. Then...to comptuer services to print it off, 30 copies, and then at 10:36 I walked over to the church and sat, chatting with Christel and watching Heather, Neil and Steve practice. I told the story of when dad got cancer and was healed for my testimony. I don't know how it went because I wasn't all there that morning as I was completely and utterly sleep deprived and didn't know what way was up or down. Ask someone that was there how it turned out. Friday afternoon found us at Extra Foods buying supplies for soup which we proceeded to make that evening. Thank goodness for Steve's ingenuity when it comes to spices. Michael, once again watched and ate, Adri was working front desk and Azalea helped butter bread. After this we headed over to vespers and then that was about it for the evening. Oh I played scrabble and ate popcorn with Azalea that evening, loads of fun, I won!!
Today!! I wish I could say this morning I got up at such and such a time but alas I woke up at 2pm and ended up playing another game of scrabble and chilling and of course calling my parents. At 6 Michael, Steve and Adri and I headed to Red Deer in the bug (Adri and I were squeezed into the back seat, two long legged guys). We ate at East Side Mario's...sooo good. I had Cheese Capiletti and the others had pizza. By the time we reached the bowling alley we were all hyper (no one had caffeince or anything with alcohol) and crazy. After some strikes and some spares and teasing each other and watching Michael and Adri dancing we found that we had played three games and had loads of fun. On the drive home we stopped at Timmy's and got hot chocolate and then listened to Michael sing as loud and off key as he could all the way back to the dorm. Ouch! My ears are still bleeding, thank you Michael. All in all it was a great night. Now I am working front desk and should be off shortly. It is not 2:33, see what I mean about taking some time. People come and talk and then I get distracted by reading the news, its fun. Anyways until tomorrow night when I work again.