Allo, Allo !
Today was an absolutly gorgeous day today! It was so nice out (-4) that I decided to walk to work again today. It's about a half hour walk, and when it's so nice out, why not get some fresh air and exercise? Today was a pretty good day in general. I got to sleep in, I read a few chapter of the book I'm currently reading "Chelsea Chelsea Bang Bang" by Chelsea Handler. I had chili for lunch, mmm my fav, I listened to the Glee Christmas soundtracks, did some studying and walked to work for 3. My dad came and picked me up at 7, as its too dark to walk then. I have to point out however, as I was walking I noticed something. It's as if people think that because it's winter, they don't have to clean up there dogs messes. Seriously, no matter what time of year it is, if you are walking your dog and it takes a shoodopie, clean it up. I didn't step in any, but I could have, and I would have been straight pissed off.
Anywhos I was a cashier at work today. Work was super easy, and no crazy customers. Almost everyone was in a pleasant mood, which was very well appreciated. Nothings worse then when youre ringing through a customers groceries and they are snooty or rude or acting like a total biatch. Seriously, who peed in your cornflakes, maybe I will just do you a favour and show you the aisle where we keep the all bran, it'll help you go number two so you wont be such a dick I often think. That feeding people ex-lax never popped into my head once. So way to go customers, you helped to make my day pretty sweet. I'm thinking everyones in a good mood because it's almost december and no ones freezing their butts off yet, and there isnt much snow on the ground so people are driving better. I also allude this to people havn't finished their christmas shopping yet, so people aren't so grumpy about having spent all their money on useless gifts people probably wont like anyways, and they didn't have to fight for a parking spot or the last bottle of abercrombie cologne yet. O ya, can't wait till Dec 23rd.
EAG
p.s.- I only have two more things to buy, and then all my christmas shopping is done. saweeet.
Wednesday, 30 November 2011
Tuesday, 29 November 2011
More Courageous than the Cowardly Lion
Good Morning,
This morning I met my brother in one of the cafeterias at the university we both attend. We laughed and talked and had a generally good visit full of occupy jokes and talks of what we are giving our loved ones for christmas. As we talking and drinking our delicious fruit juices, Adam looked over to a close by table and told me to do the same. There was a guy sitting there will a curly perm-hair do, a late 80's/ 90's sweater on, and a mustache. Adam and I realised just then that we were looking at a vision of our father when he attended the same university we attend now. My dad had that same curly perm, sweater, and moustache. We had no choice but to sneekily snap a picture and send it to our oldest brother Dane, this was just to good not to share.
This brings me to my random thoughts now. This guy clearly likes the way he looks, an early 90's esque vision, no one would dress or style themselves a certain way if they didn't. It takes a great deal of confidence to just walk around looking the way you want to, when it's not the "norm." There is another guy who walks around campus everyday with top hats, brief case, and colorful and old fashioned suit. Today was a forrest green type of day for him. Sometimes, or rather most of the time, people probably look at him and think what is he wearing, or assume he's "not all quite there" but really people should apploud him for his efforts. This man is clearly pretty brave, and confident, and really shouldn't let anyone think less of him. Im not saying everyone should go around dressing in themes, but you should do whatever makes you happy, who cares about what others' think of how you look.
This being said, I believe you should dress how you want, but looking like you just dragged yourself out of bed/ and or sewer is not appropriate. There are times and places for all fashion choices, and greasy messy hair, dirty sweat pants, uggs, and your boyfriends hoodie look is only appropriate in your home. Seriously how much efffort does it take to look presentable. Take a shower every day or two, buy a hairbrush and use it, and wear clean clothes.. So wear crazy 80's prints, or a 20's flapper dress if it'll make you happy, but remember theres a time and place for everything. A Ball gown might be fun to wear, but save it for the next gala in your city, and pyjamas are fun to wear as well, but save them bedtime not school. Have fun, and remember only you can be the best you, and don't be too quick to pass judgement on a person. That friend with the hideously ugly pattern may be in absolute love with it, and it may make her feel pretty.. who knows.. Maybe I will be brave and wear a tiara to school one day, probably not, but if I feel confident enough to do it, then its a huge break though.
Peace,
-EAG
This morning I met my brother in one of the cafeterias at the university we both attend. We laughed and talked and had a generally good visit full of occupy jokes and talks of what we are giving our loved ones for christmas. As we talking and drinking our delicious fruit juices, Adam looked over to a close by table and told me to do the same. There was a guy sitting there will a curly perm-hair do, a late 80's/ 90's sweater on, and a mustache. Adam and I realised just then that we were looking at a vision of our father when he attended the same university we attend now. My dad had that same curly perm, sweater, and moustache. We had no choice but to sneekily snap a picture and send it to our oldest brother Dane, this was just to good not to share.
This brings me to my random thoughts now. This guy clearly likes the way he looks, an early 90's esque vision, no one would dress or style themselves a certain way if they didn't. It takes a great deal of confidence to just walk around looking the way you want to, when it's not the "norm." There is another guy who walks around campus everyday with top hats, brief case, and colorful and old fashioned suit. Today was a forrest green type of day for him. Sometimes, or rather most of the time, people probably look at him and think what is he wearing, or assume he's "not all quite there" but really people should apploud him for his efforts. This man is clearly pretty brave, and confident, and really shouldn't let anyone think less of him. Im not saying everyone should go around dressing in themes, but you should do whatever makes you happy, who cares about what others' think of how you look.
This being said, I believe you should dress how you want, but looking like you just dragged yourself out of bed/ and or sewer is not appropriate. There are times and places for all fashion choices, and greasy messy hair, dirty sweat pants, uggs, and your boyfriends hoodie look is only appropriate in your home. Seriously how much efffort does it take to look presentable. Take a shower every day or two, buy a hairbrush and use it, and wear clean clothes.. So wear crazy 80's prints, or a 20's flapper dress if it'll make you happy, but remember theres a time and place for everything. A Ball gown might be fun to wear, but save it for the next gala in your city, and pyjamas are fun to wear as well, but save them bedtime not school. Have fun, and remember only you can be the best you, and don't be too quick to pass judgement on a person. That friend with the hideously ugly pattern may be in absolute love with it, and it may make her feel pretty.. who knows.. Maybe I will be brave and wear a tiara to school one day, probably not, but if I feel confident enough to do it, then its a huge break though.
Peace,
-EAG
Monday, 28 November 2011
Who Are You?!?!??!
Hello World,
I've decided to make a blog about absolutly nothing spectacular, just my epically awesomesly average life. I doubt that anyone is gonna read this blog, I guess its just gonna be my diary/ retelling of the events that happen in my life that I suppose anyone in the world could find by being bored and doing a google search, but mostly just for me to get my thoughts out there in the world. Perhaps one day I will be rich/ famous/ or have contributed to society in some major way, and people will care what happens in my everyday life. How else will Lifetime know what to put in the tv movie of my life? I think that Emma Stone should play me for sure in this potential movie of my life, and my boyfriend should be played by Justin Timberlake. Anyways I should get to the point and tell you who I am, in case a random google search has lead you to this crazy random blog....
My name is Alycia, yupp that was not a typo, thats really how you spell it. People say its unique, which I agree it's cool to be differant, however I have never been able to buy a tacky fridge magnet, coffee cup, t-shirt, or things that only tourists would buy with my name on it, ever. So maybe I will live if I don't have a tacky nasa keychain with "Alycia" on it, but for once it would be nice to buy some of that crap just to say, yes this is my name. I live in a bedroom community of Winnipeg, Manitoba. You have to be pretty damn badass to live in a place like Manitoba. We go from temperatures of -40 in the winter to +35 in the summer, and are well known to have blizzards and snowstorms in April. There should be a sign on the border of Manitoba warning that you have to be either extremely bad ass/ and or a total dummy to live here.... I prefer to think of my self as badass or kickass, but it may be a combination on the other as well.
So what makes me so average you ask?
Good question, I'm average because I have a pretty normal family. I have two amazing older brothers, and some of the best parents one could ever ask for. My oldest brother got married this summer, and is living in Halifax with his wife, while my other brother is living in Winnipeg in a party house with two of his best friends. My life is average because I work at the local grocery store as a cahier, deli and bakery employee. My life is average because like most other 20 year olds I drive a pretty crappy car, a 2000 purple neon I named Ginger. I'm average because I have a pretty cool boyfriend, and some pretty sweet friends too. I'm average because I am not the best speller, and also like 75% of all 16-25 year olds I own a blackberry....so average
So what makes me "Epically Average?"
Well I am epically average because I do everyday normal things yet epic things seem to happen to me all the time. I am a naturally "lucky" person. I have some pretty epic talents as well, I sing, can write my own music and songs, learned the piano by ear, and am teaching myself to play guitar by myself. I am epically average because I don't generally intend to do so, but I make comments and say some of the most outrageous things.
I'm epically average because I having laughing fits and am a "snorter" laugher when I find things really funny. Also kinda epic because my house has a turret, and part of my bedroom is in it, so I live in a tower in a way.. haha
I guess later on you can decide if i'm epically average or not.
So here it goes! Welcome to my "Epically Average" Life.
-EAG
*It shall be noted that not myself nor my boyfriend look anything like Emma Stone or JT, they are just cool, thas' all folks....
I've decided to make a blog about absolutly nothing spectacular, just my epically awesomesly average life. I doubt that anyone is gonna read this blog, I guess its just gonna be my diary/ retelling of the events that happen in my life that I suppose anyone in the world could find by being bored and doing a google search, but mostly just for me to get my thoughts out there in the world. Perhaps one day I will be rich/ famous/ or have contributed to society in some major way, and people will care what happens in my everyday life. How else will Lifetime know what to put in the tv movie of my life? I think that Emma Stone should play me for sure in this potential movie of my life, and my boyfriend should be played by Justin Timberlake. Anyways I should get to the point and tell you who I am, in case a random google search has lead you to this crazy random blog....
My name is Alycia, yupp that was not a typo, thats really how you spell it. People say its unique, which I agree it's cool to be differant, however I have never been able to buy a tacky fridge magnet, coffee cup, t-shirt, or things that only tourists would buy with my name on it, ever. So maybe I will live if I don't have a tacky nasa keychain with "Alycia" on it, but for once it would be nice to buy some of that crap just to say, yes this is my name. I live in a bedroom community of Winnipeg, Manitoba. You have to be pretty damn badass to live in a place like Manitoba. We go from temperatures of -40 in the winter to +35 in the summer, and are well known to have blizzards and snowstorms in April. There should be a sign on the border of Manitoba warning that you have to be either extremely bad ass/ and or a total dummy to live here.... I prefer to think of my self as badass or kickass, but it may be a combination on the other as well.
So what makes me so average you ask?
Good question, I'm average because I have a pretty normal family. I have two amazing older brothers, and some of the best parents one could ever ask for. My oldest brother got married this summer, and is living in Halifax with his wife, while my other brother is living in Winnipeg in a party house with two of his best friends. My life is average because I work at the local grocery store as a cahier, deli and bakery employee. My life is average because like most other 20 year olds I drive a pretty crappy car, a 2000 purple neon I named Ginger. I'm average because I have a pretty cool boyfriend, and some pretty sweet friends too. I'm average because I am not the best speller, and also like 75% of all 16-25 year olds I own a blackberry....so average
So what makes me "Epically Average?"
Well I am epically average because I do everyday normal things yet epic things seem to happen to me all the time. I am a naturally "lucky" person. I have some pretty epic talents as well, I sing, can write my own music and songs, learned the piano by ear, and am teaching myself to play guitar by myself. I am epically average because I don't generally intend to do so, but I make comments and say some of the most outrageous things.
I'm epically average because I having laughing fits and am a "snorter" laugher when I find things really funny. Also kinda epic because my house has a turret, and part of my bedroom is in it, so I live in a tower in a way.. haha
I guess later on you can decide if i'm epically average or not.
So here it goes! Welcome to my "Epically Average" Life.
-EAG
*It shall be noted that not myself nor my boyfriend look anything like Emma Stone or JT, they are just cool, thas' all folks....
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