Thursday musings

I honestly feel like March is never going to end. I can't remember if I've already said that, but like, next week is STILL March. Maybe it's because I know I have a break coming up and I will be off work for 10 days, maybe it's because of this alcohol thing. Who knows, but dammit I need April to come.

Here are my thoughts for today:

- As stressful as being a teacher can be, sometimes little things make it better. I had given a girl in my class some homework, she was staying after school for piano lessons so she finished it before she left. Anyway I came back to my desk to this:

She just left me a note on her homework saying to have a good supper. It's just a little thing but it was so sweet coming back to that after a stressful day!

- I've started new units in Science with my class and will be starting new Math units next week. It's making me feel like I've progressed but also not because I still have a lot to cover with them and only a few months left to do it. I'm sure all new teachers, probably even teachers who've been at it for a while, feel this way. It's a lot to handle!

- This no alcohol thing is going pretty well. I haven't bought any, I've been in social situations this week and haven't really desired any. That being said I'm assuming that the weekend will be a bit more difficult but I can stick to it. We have a trivia thing coming up though before my non-alcohol days end and it's super tempting. But I don't want to give in and then feel terrible about myself afterwards. Or feel like I'm basically incapable of not drinking. Even though it'll have been about 2 weeks at that point, but I don't feel like that's enough. Why do I have no willpower!!

- I've been watching Parks and Rec with Spencer these past couple of weeks and I'm obsessed. I can't get enough of that Lesley Knope.

Relatable.

I've also been obsessed with the Real World Seattle. It's season 32! It deserves an award for longest running shit show if you ask me. When I really don't want to think, this is the time of stuff I go for haha.

- Blogging: How people come up with what to blog every day? I struggle with topics a lot, how do you know what people even wanna read! Oh magical mysterious blog land. 

How's your week been? Are you ready for Friday?? I know I sure am! 

Travel thursdays: Rome

Oh hello and welcome back to the show. Sorry for the brief (3 day) intermission. I was just busy and stuff ok. /lazy and there wasn't anything I was doing that could really be of any interest to anyone.

Excuse done.

It's time for another episode of Travel Thursdays. This week we explore my adventure to Rome!

Ever since the Lizzie Mcguire movie and When in Rome with the Olsen twins came out, I envisioned myself in Rome and it being a magical and life changing experience. Forgetting that it was a HUGE city and with  A LOT of people.

Not that any of the magic was ruined of course. We made Italy a week long trip, also hitting up Pisa, Cinque Terre and Venice. But those are for another post.

Rome was the first stop and after dealing with many language barriers, lack of map reading skills and walking around for 15 minutes, we finally found our hostel. It was a cute little place with just 2 rooms of four beds and the host was a sweetheart. 

We got to all the big sites of course, the pantheon, the trevi fountain etc. etc.

It looks cooler in picture form:

Pantheon

Trevi fountain (cue Lizzie McGuire fangirl moment here)

oh look it's me!

The spanish steps

Our second night there we went out on the town and got a little too drunk and paid way too much money to get into a club but you know, yolo and stuff.

The next day my friend Katie and I went to Pisa. We wanted to go Florence but didn't have enough time so we hit up a bunch of bars instead and continued to drink on the train ride back to rome. Once back we were still ready to go so we got dressed and went out again.

The only way to describe the following day was hangover hell. And we decided to go to St. Peter's square. And climb to the stop of the tower. Up the 500 winding stairs. Hungover. The view was so worth it though.

The we tried to go to the colosseum but it was CLOSED. The one place I wanted to visit more than any other and it was CLOSED. Because it was Carnaval. Whatever, we could still stand outside and it was still nice.

Pretty nice, pretty nice.

And the night before our train to Cinque Terre we went out again and met some basketball players from the states. 

All in all, I really enjoyed my trip to Rome. Minus the rain (the whole 4 days we were there), and the sometimes creepy civilians, it was amazing. Was it magical? Maybe not. Although I did get asked out so, that's a plus?

Me and katie trying our best to not be hungover while the Pope talks.

I hope you are all enjoying your week and if you didn't well hey tomorrow is Friday that's reason enough to celebrate.

Dear liver, please forgive me.

Dear liver,

I know I've been terrible to you this past week, but I promise you that it's over for now. I know you won't hold it against me though, because we have made it through about 4 George Street festivals without a hitch.

Love,

Janet

Here in St. John's, the beginning of august is known as the most wonderful time of the year because it is the beginning of a week long drinking fest. The street with all the bars lets you on the street for just one price and you can get into all of the bars. There are also concerts and food events, it's really an amazing time.

But, sometimes you can get a little carried away. I went out thursday night, saturday night and tuesday night. The nights were fun but the hangovers weren't. I would love  to say I learned my lesson for next year, but I will probably be writing this post a year from now.

I hope you all had a lovely\weekend, even though tomorrow is friday. I'm going to spend my weekend in recovery mode.

Fridays through the ages

Well well well, friday we finally meet again.

Many fridays have come and gone throughout my 24 years on this planet. While for the first 6-8 years I probably wasn't doing too much on the weekend besides watching TGIF on abc with my mom, I do have some concept of how my friday plans changed throughout the years. (ok they didn't really change that much until I could drink, but you get the point).  Let's dive in shall we?

Ages 9-14

The majority of these fridays I can guarantee you were spent in one of two ways:
1) Going to the movies
2) Sleeping over at my best friend Rebecca's house

Ah yes back in the day when movies were only 5 bucks and the treats were only 6. A time where the whole experience could be achieved for under 10 dollars if you snuck food into the theatre. Which is about the most rebellious thing I did at this age.

Also a time when sleepovers were not sleepovers, they were wakeovers. As in, let's not sleep at all then annoy the shit out of our parents the next day because we are so cranky.

Ages 15-18

This was the highschool time. I half wish I could say I was with everyone else in drinking for the first time, having your first boyfriend, but I was essentially too cool (re: not cool at all) to partake in such activities.

Here's what I was like in highschool for the most part (apologies in advance)

Instead, I would go to my friends house and listen to two of them play emo songs all night and we would all sit around sharing feelings and being the ultimate emo kids. This phase did not last long for me, but hey, when all your friends are doing it, you do too.

I did have a brief stint at the age of 17 of sneaking into bars downtown, but I was always sober. Nowadays I don't know how I ever managed to have patience being sober when going out but I give myself a pat on the back for doing so.

Ages 19-22

Who am I kidding, this still applies now. The legal drinking age where I am is 19 so that was the beginning of the end. My friends and I started going out every friday and saturday night, apparently we didn't experience hangovers at the beginning. Now, I still enjoy a night now, but two days in a row? Count me out. I mean, I will have a glass of wine or a beer, but to sip back an entire bottle and get to drunky pants mode multiple nights in a row? I get super tired. It still happens though, because somehow the thought of a good time outweighs the hangover possibility.

So really, have I changed that much since I was 19? Probably not.

Well I hope you are all having a lovely friday, let's hook up with Whitney over at I Wore Yoga Pants and back that azz up!



This week I present to you the one, the only, Beyoncé:

Have an AMAZING weekend!

Get your nails done, get your hair did

So since I’ve only just started this job I don’t really have a lot of responsibility yet. I’m sure that will come in time, but for right now I have a lot of free time on my hands but I don’t want to be caught and fired for surfing the interwebz too much. And let’s be honest I do enough of that at home anyway.

I like to think I'm being super creative and innovative AND sneaky by writing this in a word document, but I’m sure I’m not the first person to come up with the idea to write a blog post in Word and then copy and paste. I would be giving myself way too much credit if that was the case.

So with all this time on my hands, why not give you the low down on what I did this weekend?

Friday

Friday night, my friend Katherine and I decided we were need of a good cry, and I mean a GOOD cry. So we went to see the Fault in Our Stars. I need to start off by saying that I read the book and not once did I shed a tear while reading it. Was it sad? Absolutely! But for whatever reason, there was nothing in it that sent messages to my brain to tell me I should find this so sad that tears should be pouring out. Well, I more than made for the lack of crying while reading the book when I saw the movie. Any time anyone had a sad look on their face, I would start to tear up.

And then there were the real ugly tears. You know, where your face turns red and you start to hyperventilate? They were happening. I don’t think I could ever be a pretty crier. It’s full on waterworks or bust for me. Which is fine, I just wish I had been smart enough to take off my makeup before the movie. But if the worst thing that happens to me is mascara running down my face then I think I’m ok.

The movie was amazing. I would really recommend it. I usually don’t enjoy Shailene Woodley (purely based off of Secret Life of the American Teenager, which I really shouldn’t fault anyone for because I mean it was just a terrible show) but she played the character so well.

After the movie I went home and went to bed. They start movies here at crazy late times like 10:30! I mean that’s a bit late to be starting a movie; some people need their beauty sleep.

Saturday

 On Saturday I headed out for a usual Saturday date with my friend Chris to subway. I wish I could lie to you and pretend that I don’t eat subway on a regular basis or that I’m not weirdly obsessed with it but that just isn’t true. You could feed me that 6-inch turkey all day every day and I would never get sick of it.

 Post lunch it was time for me to get my hair did. Needless to say my “bangs” were need of some TLC. I hadn’t gotten my hair cut for a couple of months and it was starting to knot in the back. This made brushing it through a real DREAM. I was so tempted to shave my whole head but I know would have regretted it approx. as soon as it was happening.

 After ma hurr appointment, I went back home, up to my room to my laptop; this where I’m likely to be found if I’m at home. I turned on Orange is the New Black which was supposed to be “just one episode” but turned into 3. I’m still not on the second season but I just don’t want it to be over.

After my little binge watching spree, I headed over the liquor and picked out some of Australia’s finest Riesling (re: cheapest):

 and got Wendys for supper. I have this idea in my head that anything over 10 dollars is already too much for a bottle of wine so when I’m feeling fancy I go for the Yellow Tail. This all took place at approx. 6pm. Then I had to start getting ready for my friend’s party. And for me, getting ready to go out is a PRODUCTION.

Step one: Shower (even if I’ve already showered that day, but I probably forgot to shave because come on, ain’t nobody got time for that)

Step two: Lay around in a towel for an hour thinking about what you’re going to wear.

Step three: Finally pick out an outfit, only to hate it the second you put it on and end up changing 10 times.

Step four: Give up and just wear the damn outfit you were going in the first place.

Step five: Makeup. Pretend that you know what you’re doing and try to effortlessly blend like they do in youtube videos.

Step 6: Fail miserably. Also get mascara under your eyes because you are definitely a grown woman who can put makeup on. Stick the normal colours that don’t generally cause you any problems.

Step 7: Rethink everything (outfit, makeup etc.) The decide that it’s too late now, you’re already an hour and a half late so just get your butt out the door. So yeah, I need quite a bit of time to get maself all beautimous.

I went to my friend’s house, had a few (many) drinks then went out on the town. We danced, drank some more and then 3 o’clock struck and it was food time. We managed to get a can home rather quickly as well (mostly because the guys who were getting the cab first were nice enough to let us have it).

I am the queen of taking sober looking pictures...

On Sunday I woke up in the wee hours of the morning (9am..which after getting home at 4am is really too early). Sunday afternoon I went to a bridal shower where there was free food. Need I say more? There were many MANY ham sandwiches consumed. The games were cute and everyone had a good time. After the shower my friend Rebecca (from www.rebeccalikesnail.com!) did ma nails!

I love love love them. And they are making typing this up that much more fun. Anyway, that’s about it for me! What trouble did you get into this weekend?
 

Too old?

Hello hello!

I can't believe how fast this summer is going. I started teaching a month ago, it feels so surreal. I am excited for august when it'll be just me, my bed, my friends and nice glass of wine. Of course, to have wine you need to have money to buy it in the first place. uhhh.... help me I'm poor?

I have been wondering lately how old is "too old" to be going out and drinking and going dancing. I have friends now who say they are just "too mature for that stuff." I feel like my generation is mixed. There are some who feel that their twenties are the ultimate party years (kind of like myself) and then those who may or may not have exhausted themselves in their teens and now want to wind now. I can't imagine settling down now. I have too much time left in school and so many things I want to do to be content in one place.

I mean, there are so many bottles of riesling I haven't tried! I can't very well stop now.

It doesn't bother me so much that these friends don't want to go out dancing, that's totally fine. But I don't feel that those of us who should be scolded for it. I won't force you to go out and dance with me even though you are probably missing out on a really great time (re: definitely missing out) but that's your prerogative. (please note that I would have NO idea what that word meant if Britney hadn't done the Bobby Brown cover. I have zero shame for this stuff). Just stay home and nap! (Which can also be a really amazing time).

Whatever you do on the weekends, do it and do it well.  YUP breaking out the J-lo on this fine (rainy and gross) thursday evening.

Enjoy your evening!



Janet