
Meet my turtles. I sort of refer to them as Pee and Poo. Perhaps I should rename them. Both of them are red-ear sliders that are around 4-5 years old. Testing out the new Canon 60D. I just love the unreadable expressions of turtles.
Life
30 Day Practise Challenge: Half-Way Point

Only half the month has passed and I have already failed. My excuse, I didn’t feel very well. Whether that is true or not I used to be able to go to class with a fever, so not practicing because of a stomach cramp seemed so trivial. There has also been days where I did in fact challenge, but they didn’t last my original guidelines of an hour. The puppy would be too distracting, my iPad ran out of battery etc.
I should have some sort of failing the challenge, but having to blog about it is punishment itself. I failed.
However, I will keep going at it. I was not neccessarily out to just do this for 30 days, but to hopefully build better lifetime habits. I don’t want to forget how to play piano. As I get older and busier, I want to know how to be able to schedule time for the keys. I’ve decided in my lifetime I’m going to learn Chopin’s entire repertoire and Bach’s WTC amongst other pieces.
This has not only been a return to a skill but a return to having an outlet to relax and speak some emotion non-verbally. Not only will this happen this month, but it will be a part of future months to come.
I Think I’m A Recovering Hoarder

I was on a mission to clean my room. I had a gigantic garbage bag ready to throw things away but my mind kept going, I need this. Luckily, I got past that and finally uncluttered my drawers and closets full of things from the past. The majority of the things I threw out fell into one of these categories:
Love At First Sight
To fall in love at first sight is something that happens a lot in movies and TV but not something I really thought about in real life. To reflect back on myself though, I do believe it has happened. No, I am not talking about how I met Nash (that’s a much different story). This is about how we ended up with Teddy.
The day we decided on a dog was pretty random; serendipity even. Our parents have denied us from having dogs and cats as pets for years. Mom used the excuse that she was allergic. However somehow (i still can’t really describe how to this day), we talked mom into allowing us to get a hypoallergenic cat. Yes, we had begun the search looking for a cat. Me and my sister browsed the cats on Kijiji for a while but then something enticed us to look at puppies. And there it was, 6 hypoallergeneic bichon poodle puppies.

All were adorable but it was one specific photo we were drawn to and had fallen head over heels for:

We called up the owner of the ad and within an hour had driven across town to see all 6 puppies in his backyard. We had wanted a male puppy and chose the most active and friendly from the litter. 5 months later, Teddy is now part of the family.
I had not noticed this until I recently found photos of the original listing on mom’s computer. We had chosen the exact same puppy we had seen online. The one we had fallen in love with on the Kijiji ad was the same one we would take home an hour later. Serendipity or not, we had fallen in love at first sight and we were destined to meet Teddy.
He may come back all muddy, eat our slippers, paw at us for food but we could not ask for any other puppy.
Inspiration in Colours

The other day I went with my sister to Staples because she needed some things for school. I realized my new Pacman journal had been lacking inspiration lately, stuck in a sort of writer’s block. Then I realized inspiration just like life isn’t black and white. I decided to make my journal as colourful as life and my thoughts are supposed to be.
Are you stuck in a rut with writing?
Perhaps, adding a little colour can spark that brain. Don’t worry, I’ll stick to coloured pens on paper. I think you‘d all stop reading if this blog had multicolour text.
Your life should be more than just black and white, a pop of colour anywhere whether it be pens, make-up, wardrobe can add a little twist in your life.
Or I could just be trying to find a crazy excuse to buy beautiful pens.
Shit.. I Forgot Your Name
Dear Journal…

It’s been a while since I last kept a written journal, even though I have a billion notebooks. I was 14 then, and I used to write about all the trivial experiences of being a teenager.
My sister got me this Moleskine diary/planner and I decided to use it to catalogue my daily thoughts and musings, most of which will probably end up in the form of blog posts here. With an iPhone giving me daily reminders, I don’t need a book to do it too. Nash made fun of me for referring to to the journal as an offline blog, because really blogs are online journals.
I have to say putting pen to paper again is pretty exciting. If you’re ever having a moment of writer’s block on the computer, stepping away from it really helps. There are times when chicken scratches become something much more and doodles make great stories.
I am in love with writing and since I journal about my dreams, I thought it would be appropriate to write what’s on my mind while it’s awake, so prepare to journey with me in 2012. Thanks for reading and hope we have a great year together!
Resolutions are Stupid
A new year is time to reflect on the year before; the trials, the happiness and the newly discovered. It’s a time to put behind certain things and start with a clean slate. For most of us, we make promises to ourselves, most of which we won’t keep in the form of resolutions. Many of these resolution’s often don’t make it to the end of the month.
This year, I’m not out to make these promises to myself.
Stealing Internet Is Customary

If 10 years ago, you asked me if you could use my internet I would probably cringe a bit since: 1) It would take up my bandwith, 2) It would take up my phone line. Also, if someone were to ask back then, I would have probably assumed that they didn’t have internet at home.
Before the inventions of smartphones, unless you were having a LAN party, you probably wouldn’t have brought your laptop over to someone’s house to use their WIFI. Now, stealing internet is customary.
I Need a Holiday from the Holidays

The winter holidays is a joyous occasion to gather with family, exchange gifts and eat a ton of delicious foods.It’s the time when regular people finally have time off from their jobs and get to relax. For unemployed me, It isn’t really a holiday and I find myself needing a holiday from the holidays.
Perhaps it’s the fact I’m unemployed and my family has a sudden need to bestow upon me the honor of staying at home to watch after the recently neutered dog, cook the turkey (of which I have no prior knowledge how to by the way) and various other tasks around holiday planning.
I rarely have a social life outside of family time and my friend’s (and boyfriend’s) hectic last minute holiday work schedules. The holidays are far from normal. Oh well, I’ll put up with the holidays since I got an iPhone and hopefully a $1000 camera out of it.
As for the turkey.. I’ll keep you updated on how it goes. Hopefully I don’t poison people.



