English Lessons In Japan

I wonder if these ladies would make a special trip tp my lab and say this stuff to my partner so I don't have to.

WHILE IN ROME...

Well, I'm not in Rome, or anywhere near Europe for that matter. I'm in the most symmetrical province in Canada, Saskabush. I am enjoying some of the customs of this foreign land far more than I ever expected. I went to a country gospel sing along at church tonight. It was a blast, I sat there giggling to myself for the longest time. Most everyone was dressed up in cowboy gear, and the devotion was done by a rancher, the theme was "Jesus as our Cowboy." It was a little hard to see though because of all the flashing reflections from the belt buckles on stage. Everyone was clapping and stomping their feet. They had someone playing the spoons and another guy playing the washboard. It was great. You know you've lived in Saskatchewan too long when.
The coolest thing was this little old lady that was part of the intro band. She was so cute, playing the electric guitar and groven along with the music. She would be the coolest grandma ever.

LOOK IN THE MIRROR BEFORE YOU GO OUTSIDE

Funny story, just happened.
I found a cell phone earlier today so I brought it home with me. I was gonna put up signs later after supper but I got distracted with other things. Please don't laugh at this, but since I don't do make up very often I'm not very good at it so I usually do a practice run the night before I plan on looking nice. So that's what I did, I tried this pink eyeshadow set on one eye and blue on the other to see what looked best. Then I did some cleaning and some homework, yada yada. Then the cell phone rang so I answered it. It was the owner, and he said he would come by and pick it up. When he rang the buzzer I brought it down to him.
I had forgotten that I had two completely different colours of eyeshadow on. And, I was wearing shorts, forgetting that I have not shaved in weeks. I'm sure he thought I was quite the spectacle.

I LOVE BEING A STUDENT

I love being a student and having no money. Everything you own is a piece of garbage and when it breaks you can't afford to fix or replace it.
Take my toaster for example, which only toasts the top half of the bread, and frequently sets off the smoke detector.
Or my laptop, which randomly goes into hibernation mode. Sometime it won't even turn on, and sometimes the touch pad doesn't work.
Then there is my hair brush which is losing all it's pokies and is really more like a comb now.
And my phone which doesn't always ring. The answering machine doesn't show messages until days after they have been left. I just got a message this morning that was left sunday night. So if you need to leave me a message make sure you plan ahead of time.
Last but not least, my car. I love my little ricebuggy, but the pothole activated trunk release is starting to get tiresome. I can't wait until winter so it freezes shut. The brights come on whenever I signal and the left signal light flashes double time.

DON"T WORRY I'M STILL ALIVE

It's been a while since I've had the time to blog. Had a huge paper to write last week and then with midterms I just couldn't find the time. That and my computer doesn't always turn on.
So life has been pretty uneventful, I haven't been out to much so my encounter with unusual people has been kept to a minimum.
I was interviewed for a Saskatoon radio station a couple of days ago while I was waiting for my bus. That was weird, but I felt bad for guy doing the interview because nobody would talk to him. That and he picked me out of the crowd because I was wearing a bright yellow vest. I think it was one of those all news radio stations that hardly anybody listens too.

The other day I was toasting a poptart for breakfast, and a small fire started. It was really small but enough smoke was produced to set off the smoke detector and force me to open the windows. On the upside, the wind was relatively quiet so the smell of the farm stayed on the farm.

In other news, my lab partner is going to drive me to be institionalized. I would really appreciate your prayers for patience. He's not a bad human being, he's just not the kind of person you want for a lab partner. Besides the fact that he get's in my personal space bubble, he just can't follow instructions. By 3rd year university you should be able to stripe a plate perpendicularly rather then parellel. Especially when there is a diagram with explanation in the lab manual, the lab instructor explains with a picture and you watch your partner do it. The first lab he splashed me with methyl blue, a permanent dye, so I had blue freckles on my face for the weekend. This past week he spilled a broth culture of E. coli and Staph. aureus on me. Neither of the bacteria were the dangerously infectious strains, but in that large a quantity they could cause problems if I had any cuts on my hands. And they smell really gross.

AVOIDING HOMEWORK

I really reall really don't want to write my political studies paper, so I thought I would write on my blog instead. Here are just a few random thoughts...

You know your tired when...
You try to brush your teeth with exfoliating facial scrub (I now know what St. Ives Apricot Scrub tastes like)

More money saving tips:
1. If you splurge and buy a bag of oranges, keep the platic net bag. Bunch it up and use it as a pot scrubber
2. Save energy when making spaghetti (which you bought from the dollar store). Put the sauce in a metal bowl and put it on top of the boiling pasta to heat it up.
3. You know how when you get to the end of the deoderant stick the plastic thing has holes in it. Well you can dig out the deoderant from the holes with the toothpick to get one, maybe two if your lucky, extra uses. Keep the toothpick to be used again.
4. Forget chewing a whole piece of gum, or even a half. A third is just enough to freshen your breath.

FOND MEMORIES

I ran into Dan King the other day, he's the dude in charge of 24-7 Prayer Canada and it reminded me of something embarassing that happened a couple or years ago. You might remember this Kim, it was at Briercerest during YQ. I was helping out with the 24-7 room at the youth conference by photocopying and cutting flyers. I was in the library because they have one of those big paper slicing things. You know the ones that you pull down a lever and can cut a whack load of paper at once, well that's the one I was using. I would slice the paper and then put them into their appropriate pile. Well it was about the 3rd or 4th stack of flyers, I sliced it just like the other ones, but when I went to grab the pile of papers I found myslef under attack. I had been smoked right in the chops with the lever. I guess I didn't push down hard enough so the lever didn't stay in the down position. You know when something like this happens, somebody must have seen. As a result of the attack I had a bit of a fat lip and a minor cut.

The Inspirational Journey of Team Hoyt

Here's some more footage, I absolutely love this story.

Together - Team Hoyt

I saw this clip at church last Sunday. You may have seen it before, but it's totally worth watching more than once. I balled my eyes out when I saw it.

I WONDER...

I came to the realisation last night that my nose seems to be the source of many of my problems. I wonder if they make prosthetic ones?