Bermudes in June

The shock I met when I realized that the thermometer didn't read below zero... What kind of a place IS this?

I thoroughly enjoyed this moment, sitting on a deck, poolside, at the top of a craggy hill that led to a private beach, the sun setting and my friends & I chilling on most of our last nights in Bermuda. I kept looking up and couldn't get over how I could see palm trees waving in the wind, 20 feet away.

the clean-slate approach

alternate title: the self-centred Ontarian

"Let this bless'd assurance control:
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate
And has shed His own blood for my soul."

something different

14h30, Monday the 25th Leave the Friesen's house, Smith Parish, Bermuda
15h45 Leave Bermuda aeroport for Boston, MA
16h55 Arrive in Boston Logan aeroport
19h00 Scheduled time of departure for Boston to Buffalo, NY flight
(20h36 Scheduled landing time
21h00 Scheduled Greyhound Canada service to Toronto from Buffalo bus terminal
00h00 Scheduled Arrival in Toronto Bay Street Bus Terminal
00h30 Estimated time of reaching mother's house)
20h40 Actual time of departure from Boston
22h10 Arrive in Buffalo Niagara International Airport
23h40 Take Route #24 Genesse from BNIA to bus terminal
03h15, Tuesday the 26th Greyhound Canada service to Toronto through Niagara Falls from Buffalo bus terminal
03h32 Approach Canada-USA border
03h50 Immigrate successfully back to our home and native land
05h55 Arrival in Bay Street bus terminal
06h30 Arrive at mother's house in Bloor West Villiage
07h00 Recieve call re: trip to Wonderland
09h30 Estimated time of pick-up
11h30 Actual time of pick up
12h30 Arrive at Paramount Canada's Wonderland
21h15 Leave Paramount Canada's Wonderland
22h45 Arrive home
01h08, Wednesday 27th June Finish blog entry

(the REAL 300th post)

This is the first day I seriously considered pursuing a Master's degree in Music. I feel that it's probably somewhat related to bumping into a cute guy who's a friend of a friend (who's doing her masters) who had assumed I was doing my Masters in music, as I stood there photocopying some piano and blank manuscript sheets in the libs. I had never thought of it that way.

I hate freezer burn so bad

This is the day I recognized that my identity must be "rooted in Christ" because I have no idea who I am right now.

Don't tell David Caruso but I'm pretty sure I'm in the middle of a love affair with plums. Wow, who knew that something so cheap, so easily procured, so simple and so healthy could be so good?

Arithmatic is so air-tight in its logic that it must be either absolute verity and independent of man OR it is completely random and what unsettles and titilates me most about this revelation is that I side with the second theory.

If someone could write a close reading (or a treatise is what it'd likely end up being) on "integrity" in the context of the English language in Western society I'd buy the first copy printed and read voraciously until my eyes bled.

and in my carnal moments...

I was sitting on the bus talking on my tepehelone while my eyes dragged along the sidewalk opposite where we drove.
I was enjoying the conversation and not quite seeing much around me (I tend to blank-out in the ocular way when I'm listening properly.. it's something like day-dreaming). We stopped at a light and I saw a dude leaning against something out front of the gas station he worked at. He definitely wasn't wearing a shirt and I was definitely impressed. I was going to say something to the friend on the teleph but she was in the middle of something so I kept listening while I formulated some kind of opinion/analysis of the dude across from me.
What I didn't realize was that, well, he realized I was looking at him. I thought I was far enough (30 feet?) away, and separated by a pane of glass that might REFLECT some sunlight. And if those failed me I didn't quite think he could see my facial expression which would - despite my intentions - tell what I was thinking.
As it trns out, he saw... he knew... even I didn't know... he waved and blew a kiss at me.
Half a second later I came back to reality and looked around me slightly to see who else he could possibly be communicating with. And... it was still me. And he was mocking me. So I felt like a doofus but this definitely made my day. aha