Your Voice Is All I Hear Somehow.

It hasn't felt like this before--it hasn't felt like home before you. And I know it's easy to say but it's harder to feel this way. And I miss you more than I should, than I thought I could...can't get my mind off you. I know you're scared that I'll soon be over it--that's part of it all, part of the beauty of falling in love...oh how I love you, I love you...
"The Fear You Won't Fall" -- Joshua Radin


Don't you just love it when your running on the track, listening to music and deep in thought when all of a sudden the sole of your shoe falls apart? My poor running shoes were ready to 'retire' some time ago and due to my neglection of this fact, I suffered the consequences as I came home with one soleless shoe. Despite the fact that I had to stop and pick up a new pair of shoes on the way home, I did find this incident to be quite funny. I definetly could not help but laugh!

That's the third pair since September that I've had to throw out.

Current Artist Choice: Joshua Radin
Current Mood: Tired but content.
Current Activity: Exercise Physiology Lab Assignment.
Current Beverage: Good ol' hydrogen dioxide.
Current Food Choice: Peach yoghurt and granola.
Currently Preoccupied With:Thoughts of you.

{Insert number of days remaining here}.

The Human Popsicle.

Layers are the new Sexy.

For this post to make any sense I should probably mention that tonight, our furnace saw its' own demise. A piece that I was later informed called the "thermoregulator" needed replacing--do to the inability of this piece to work in our furnace that I swear is from the 80's, we had no heat for a good portion of the evening.

Two sweat pants, three pairs of socks, a t-shirt, a hoodie, a turtleneck sweater (that I have never worn previously for...obvious reasons) and a toque later--I am bundled up and quite cozy!

The Finish Line.

Congratulations to my older brother David, who this weekend graduated from Motion Picture School!

It was C.S. Lewis that said, "reason is the natural order of truth; but imagination is the organ of meaning." David, I am proud of you for you've found meaning through your creativity and your willingness to take risks.

Note: The last picture, as much as I love to take pictures of me pretending to sleep in random places, is a real picture. You see, to make a long story short--our incompetant pilot this morning while on the runway clipped the wing of the plane on the staircases that they use to unload and load passengers. Due to various delays and the time of day, I fell asleep where I felt most comfortable--snuggled up with my backpack on the floor.

A Weekend In Pictures.

Anything But Ordinary.

As a spur of the moment decision today—I found myself in downtown Victoria (at the advice of a complete stranger that I had met earlier in the day) at a tattoo and piercing parlor. Absolutely terrified, my mom walked through the door behind me as we entered a room full of tattoo designs and burly, biker-type, tattooed men. I was quite proud of her as you could tell she was completely out of her comfort zone. After a few questions were asked—I got my ears pierced. To most this would seem rather unexciting, perhaps even venturing into dull territory, but for me, someone who has pierced my ears previously four separate times (with a piercing gun) and had each separate time end in failure—this was quite the experience. Not too mention having my mom accompany me to a tattoo parlor was utterly priceless—something I am sure that she will never do again.

Food For Thought.

My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.
2 Corinthians 12:9

Ironically, when it comes to defining the use of words—a word itself is used, “inadequate”. Why are words such a deficient tool? Further so, if we understand this, then why do we use them to define ourselves? Words are open to interpretation, they are mere utterances—noises if you will, that stand for feelings, thoughts and experiences.

Experiences allow us to know.
Feelings allow us to experience that which we cannot know for certain.
Thoughts allow us to feel for feeling is the language of the soul.

If the above is true then why do we place such an emphasis on the word of God and not the experience?

"I will speak to you if you will listen. I will come to you if you will invite Me. I will show you then that I have always been there. All ways."
~God from “Conversations with God”

Status Report.

Current State: Dazed from a combination of a lack of sleep with a tad bit of stress.
On a not-so-interesting note: Today I learnt in "Health and Wellness" class that two types of stress exist--distress which has a negative effect on health and performance and eustress which has a stimulatory affect on health and performance.
Current Music Choice: "Kite"--U2
Current Activity: Relaxing and stretching before Exercise Physiology Lab #2: Energy Expenditure and Efficiency at Rest and During Different Modes of Exercise.
Current News:
- After an informal job interview this morning, I am now refereeing five on five basketball on campus.
- After a few strings were pulled, I now fly out tomorrow evening to Victoria to surprise my brother. The plan was to surprise him for his grad ceremonies on Friday as he has officially completed Film School--keyword: plan. The surprise fell through the moment I got too excited and told him. "My B."
Current Outfit: LuLu Lemon pants and a "Run for the Cure" t-shirt. Nothing fancy (at all).
Current Footware: Quite possibly the softest, most comfortable pair of slippers!
Currently Missing: Him.
Currently Realizing: I have sufficiently used my free time to blog and it is now time to head back over to campus.

10 days till I'm back where I want to be--in your arms...

Dreams.

Her favorite motto in the months before she passed was, "Don't cry because it's over--smile because it happened..."

Megan's eyes continue to see, her heart beats strong in someone elses chest--her lungs still enjoy the air, breathing in and out. And her spirit, her spirit lives on among her friends.

RIP Megan Suzanne Bensler: March 25th, 2004

Divine Romance.

Can I go nowhere with you?...

As I prepare for tomorrow--printing notes and organizing a 'to-do' list in my head, I look around me and everything I see reminds me of you. It's perhaps the most wonderful thing (second to actually being with them) to be surrounded by little reminders of the one you love.

Watch the world around fly by us...

A Minor Revelation.

Forecasters predicted this would be the worst blizzard Alberta has seen in a decade...

Environment Canada issued several severe storm warnings. Alberta Motor Association rated the roads North of Red Deer all poorly--travel not advised. The weather has even grounded several flights in Northern Alberta cities.

"Currently the temperature here in our city is minus sixteen with a windchill that makes it feel like minus eighty-six" said the broadcaster on the radio. Word on the street was to stay home--today is a good day to curl up in front of the fire, to enjoy a good book, to catch up on your to-do list...to do anything but endeavor the cold, bitter and unforgiving outdoors.

Now you'd think with all this knowledge I possessed before leaving the house this morning that I would have left perhaps better equipped for the unforeseen circumstances that the day would bring...

Flashback.

It was the early evening, I had just been out for the afternoon running some errands here and there around the city. I pulled up to the house as I breathed a sigh of relief, I was finally home where I could get inside and stay warm--or so I thought. I grabbed the few bags I had in the trunk and locked up the car as I headed to the garage door. I lifted the cover and entered the code to enter the house...nothing happened. I tried again and yet again as I realized no matter how many times I tried the code, the garage was not about to open.

Luckily I was not alone in my troubles, I had unarguably the best company one could have.

Over the next hour Jon tried replace the battery in the garage door opener, as I called family and friends--trying to find anyone that would have a spare key to the house. After both of us reached an unsuccessful conclusion, we then proceeded out back to the shed in the yard to find any tool possible that could be used as leverage to open a window.

Never did I think I'd see the day where I would have to break into my own house.

Daylight had vanished at this point as the two of us were digging through the dark shed. The wind gusted and the next thing we knew--the shed door slammed shut. We rattled the doors realizing that we were now locked in. After several hard hits to the shed door, fumbling around in the dark with latches and locks, we were finally out. I went back to the cellphone to try calling a few more people as Jon attempted to get in with a screwdriver and a shovel in hand.

Keep in mind--by this point the temperature had dropped well below minus thirty.

Just as I went to make another call, my phone rang--I had left a message for a family friend and they called back with great news, they had a key! They said to stay put, they were on their way to bail us out and for that I will be eternally thankful.

Next time (which hopefully won't exist) I will not be so quick to leave the house when travel is not advised.