I should update this because it's been over 2 years since my last update.
Also, I really ought to change my name, too. I forgot I ever went by Silent Wind River (what was I thinking!? :lol: )
So... I should be finished uni... we'll get the results in soon so I can know for sure. But it's looking good.
I'm moving to East Sussex in with my boyfriend in February. Am excited to be playing English. I like it there. I feel at home. Even though I stick out like a sore thumb when I say silly things like "cell phone" and "corn chips". We'll see how that all works out.
After that major life changing event, as if that wasn't enough, we're getting married in June. Oy Vey Meyer! I usually think people who get married when they're 22 are crazy and way too young and will regret it for the rest of their lives... and here I am. Funny how that works out eh? But what can I say? It feels right. I've found a great love and that's all any of us can ever hope for... I'm a pretty cynical person, but I honestly can't find a reason to convince myself it's a bad choice. And I have the support of friends and family, which is lovely.
I'm very calm about this all at the moment but I'm sure it's going to scare the sh** out of me as the major-life-changing dates move closer... Oh well.
In the meantime I'm killing time in Canada being a "barista", or perhaps more accurately put, a "corporate tool" at my local Starbucks... which is actually rather fun. Nice staff, nice clientele. So I can't complain much.
Let's see... what else is new... Hmmm...
I saw Ponyo last night, and it totally lived up to all the hype.
And Jasper Fforde is my favorite author.
Work was so busy today. I hurt all over. Soooo many heavy boxes of fruit lifted. o_O
It's almost gotten to the point where I want to sort of discourage customers from buying at our market, so I don't have to work quite so unbearably hard.
... That's not a particularly good thing, is it? Uh oh. Oh well. I'll just have to hang in there, I guess.
Crannberry Juice is F***ing nasty.
I've tried to like it for so many years. Don't ask me why, because I couldn't tell you. It just feels like something I OUGHT to like.
But I don't. It makes me suck my own cheeks into my throat. Not good. I'm giving up, and am off to drink a delicious glass of apple juice.