good morning, starshine.

As I've mentioned before, one thing I really, really hate in a twisted, loving way is getting up early in the mornings. Which is what I have to do tomorrow morning since my father decided to move about an hour away and I have to be there for 8:45 AM so Valerita, Melisshannigans and I can be on the road to Montreal for around 9. Yuck.

There is nothing groovy about waking up at 6:30 in the morning in December: it's cold and it's still dark out. Where is the joy of waking up to darkness? It just confuses you. Mostly me.

And that is my bedtime rant for this evening [that, and the asshole who took up two spots at the FULL parking lot of the movies this afternoon - sacre bleu! But that is a story not worth telling]

Thus I leave you with this amazeballs video - because everybody has a Billie Jean in their life and should appreciate this kid's mad skills:

definitions of Victoria

Here are some of my favourites from Urban Dictionary with my own personal comments in italics.

#1. In Ireland, this is a name givin to someone that makes you laugh alot.

#4. Like the stoned younger brother of Vancouver, Victoria is the kind of place for people who aren't into the go-go lifestyle of big city life.

#9. Person who likes to use correct grammer, is super rad. Victoria's love the planet and are generally known as hippies. - I'm pretty sure Kyleman would totally agree on this definition being the most accurate.

#14. a sadistic little minx who knows how to punish the right people! - this one just made me giggle a lot.

#25. A girl who is a tadd odd, who may look like a vampire, and who tends to date a twin.

i'm dreaming

I think I've watched White Christmas at least 5 times this month alone. 6 if you include tonight. It just makes me feel so calm and happy inside that I can't help but to smother myself in it.

Something that does not make me feel so happy inside is the nausea induced from my hangover from last night's birthday celebrations. Luckily it's wearing out and I'm regaining my quickly rising appetite. Too bad it's 11:20 and I'm way too lazy to go make a proper meal. Sadness.

Two of my absolute lovelies during celebrations.

How much we've grown in 8 years.

90s

Although their fashion statements of plasticy, over done hair and make-up doesn't really appeal to me, 90s music does have a very distinct place in my heart. This could be caused by the fact that I grew up during this period, however the fact still remains that whenever I hear [most] 90s hits I smile a bit and reminisce about the sunshine and lollipops that the music is.

My favourite, probably, is Shaggy's It Wasn't Me.

So wrong in its message and yet so catchy that even a

girl power girl like me can appreciate its beats.

K1 P1

One thing that is somewhat irritating of being the night owl of the family is how are you supposed to ask anyone's advice about whether anyone else thinks the yarn you've started using for mittens is too scratchy or not, or to shout about when you think you've made a mistake?

Oh dear.

I guess I will have to wait until the morning; I should probably be going to bed soon anyways - I am very busy nowadays. You know, with the whole no exams and therefore nothing to really do thing.

However, my birthday is on Sunday and the celebrations are coming together! Finally.

the good, the bad and the ok.

good: 80% on my Modern Latin American art paper [a shocker! I almost fainted]
bad: I accidentally dropped my phone into the toilet....before I flushed...and now it's broken.
ok: butter chicken curry [do I need to add curry to the title, or is it just butter chicken?]

Also, I don't understand why my prof. is still lecturing when we've already handed in our papers and we don't have an exam. What is the point of taking notes when we won't be using them anymore?

None, that's what.

Perhaps I am just pessimistic now that my phone is broken [although I did get my mark back after I broke my phone]; I knew something was going to go wrong today, everything was going too smoothly. Too smoothly I say!

Because my phone is my home phone too, I feel slightly disconnected without it. One of my friends lives without a phone at all all the time - I don't know how he does it/why he would really want to.

Blup.