heatherandcrake

Save for the three hours of sleep I got last night, today ended up being a pretty good birthday after all. I finished the paper and then Mom called and sang me Happy Birthday over the phone. She also convinced me to go buy a new laptop. So, I did. Vista isn’t horrible yet, but the laptop did shut off for no reason earlier this evening. I didn’t get the extended warranty, either. Wish me luck.

Jin and I went for dinner (after a rushed effort of getting me to to bus stop as I had fallen asleep) to Montri’s, a delicious Thai place in Kits. Then we went to True Confections and had Cheese Cake and some Black and White Cake (cause here in Vancity we diversify).

Came home and that’s about it. I got money from my parents and Baba, and a Listen Jar from Em. Also, I’m thankful that Facebook has birthday reminders. Never have I felt so loved!

Em, this is for you.

And these pictures are incredible.

Have been holding the cravings for anything sweet lately. One sandwich a day and I’m set for 24 hours. Not to mention, it gives a nice kick of energy in the A.M. Nice system, I think.

Today is my birthday and I’m twenty-two. Last night Em, J and I went for Greek food, and they surprised me with an amazing tirimisu cake. I hope to post pictures from the evening as soon as my laptop raises itself from the dead (or I get new, uncorrupted, back-up cds). Tonight is Thai with Jin and possibly some more of that cake…

Thinking about the last year (literally, the last 365 days have been a whirlwind) of my life has been pretty intense lately. I realise how different I am and how much I’ve grown. That sentence doesn’t even begin to do what I’ve gone through justice, though. Every day thoughts have changed from complete unhappiness, guilt, anger, lonliness and abandonment to positive things. Self achievement, personal growth, a positive lyfestyle, health, my happiness and what I deserve are only a few of the things that wash through my head every day. Negative thinking used to be the only way my mind saw things surrounding me, and now I’m so full of happiness it’s frightening sometimes. Healthy and important relationships have grown much stronger, and I’m surrounding myself with powerful people who impact my life only for the better. I’m reading more, feeling more creative, and don’t even mind Vancity. For that, thanks.

This also looks promising. Moving of the 21st century, I think.

There has also been a recall on this Method. I was recently introduced to the brand via Mike & Chris and applaud the environmentally-friendly efforts.

Things are packed. Room is clean (mostly). American $$ are in the wallet. Heather is really really excited.

Sounds good, right? Maybe not.

Apparently I didn’t receive the confirmation number for my shuttle to Seattle, which is needed to board the bus. Fuck. Called the company; they closed at 5:00 (even the toll free). Called my mother but she was no help: “Well, you can’t do anything about it.” So, the plan is to go to the bus stop anyway, explain my dilemma and hope that I’m not the first person to have made the mistake of not noticing the fine print earlier. Plan B: Buy another ticket. Money is no object, right?

Right.

Cross your fingers for me and do some black magic.

On Wednesday the dentist pulled out my left side wisdom tooth. A lot of pressure and some weird noises made things a bit awkward, but there wasn’t any pain this time! Also, he let me keep the tooth. I doubt the tooth fairy will leave money under the pillow for me though.

Today we took the Pathfinders snowshoeing at Cypress Mountain. I’d never been to Cypress and that last time I went snowshoeing was several years ago. Went up some pretty steep black diamond hills, but it was fun. The girls kept things interesting.

One more week until the Canadian Invasion. Watch out. Seriously.

For the second time this week UBC has received an anonymous threat. This coming mere days since the BioSci building had it’s first lock down last week. Apparently no location or time was mentioned (unlike last time), but the BioSci building is closed tomorrow. I don’t know if this is a cry for attention, or a joke, but it needs to stop. Seek help and get better. http://www.ubc.ca/bulletins/index.html

Tomorrow is the day they remove the remaining 50% of my wisdom. Here’s hoping I don’t become a complete idiot. I know, I’m close enough as it is.

Last night’s dream: Em wanted me to print out her assignment at work (true story), but instead of it being the usual 2-3 pages it ended up being 25 color prints that I couldn’t easily hide from my boss. I had to make her pay, but only charged her the b&w cost.