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Have you ever sat down and wondered what your favourite time of year is? Your favourite holiday? Season?

Mine would have to be Christmas. For those of you that celebrate Christmas, have a merry one! For those of you who do not, then Happy Holidays all the same :)

I was thinking today about Christmas this year. Things are going to be a little different I realize, new house, being so far away and having to leave again, new family members (my cousin and her fiancé are coming from Japan)... should be interesting this year. I was thinking earlier, would this Christmas match up to the Christmases of the past? I know every Christmas is special and it all depends what you make of it, but I can't help but fear that my personal traditions from childhood have died.

Every year, for as long as I can remember, I would always sneak downstairs Christmas morning between 2:00 and 4:00, waaaaaay before anyone in their right mind would be up in my house. When I was younger it was to make sure Santa had come, when I was a little older it was the thrill of getting past my parents. Once I was a teenager, it would be to turn on the Christmas lights and make sure everything was perfect for when everyone else woke up... and to keep my little tradition alive. It was always tricky, sneaking past my parents' bedroom and down the stairs. I knew where the creaks in the floor were, I learned that in my first few years. It was always a long trek to the tree, but always worth it in the end. Once we got Kero I had a new obstacle: keeping the dog quiet.

Last Christmas I knew would be my last chance to keep my tradition alive in that house, the house I grew up in. I had never known any other home. My parents had moved a lot of our stuff into the new house by then, and because of that, we only had a tiny little one foot tree set up on a table. We called it "The Charlie Brown Tree" I wanted last Christmas to be special. I talked to my sister and we devised a plan.
We set out to buy a new Christmas tree; we needed a new one anyway since the other tree was almost as old as I was and falling apart. We kept it a secret from our parents and hid it in the loft above the garage. Christmas Eve came and our secret was still safe. I brought my tradition alive once again and started creeping out of my room. This time was different though, I woke up my sister and we both went downstairs. We pulled the new tree out of the box and working by the light of some Christmas lights set up the biggest tree our house had ever seen!
I had bought some decorations from the dollar store because most of ours were packed away. Those went on the tree and once we were finished with our little surprise we both went back to bed.

I'm always the first one up on Christmas, I can't explain it, I just am. My parents made a rule not to go into their room before a certain time in the morning. That time came and my sister and I ran in talking excitedly about how they "have to see what Santa brought us!" My parents thought we were out of our minds but crawled out of bed and followed us downstairs. I turned around so I could see my parents. My mom was first and she stopped just in sight of the tree. She was shocked. My dad followed soon, asking why she was standing there then he saw it. There standing at the end of our living room was a tree put up with so much care and love. They were speechless, my sister and I had giant grins on our faces. It was one of the greatest feelings I have ever felt.

I think about last year and how I'll probably never top it, but that's alright. It was a good way to finish off my traditions of the old house. Perhaps this year all I need is to make a new tradition... what, I'm not sure yet but I'm sure I'll think of something!

And there I leave you with my favourite Christmas story. I have to go pack now as I leave for Sudbury tomorrow morning on the bus. I can't wait to go... home.

I'm at school right now since I have classes that I'm skipping to register for my courses for next term. It really sucks actually, since the time our registration opens is the same time as my construction class. However, since that class is three hours long, I plan on catching the tail end.

So anyway, I woke up this morning to some whispering voices. Not the first time this has happened to me either. I look at my clock and it says 8:08... my alarm was supposed to go off at 7:20 since I leave around 8:15. I checked out the clock and everything seemed ok. I was lucky that I woke up on time... or that some... thing... woke me up on time.

I suppose I can explain the first time I heard these guys. I don't know what they are, but they seem harmless enough since all they seem to do is talk in whispers to me. The first time I was in my old house on the couch reading a book. I closed my eyes for a bit, but just before I fell asleep I heard a sound. Do you know the sound when you're in alarge room of people and they're all talking at once? You can hear voices but you can't make out what they're saying. (That's what I heard this morning too) It sounded like that, only in a whisper. I opened my eyes and it stopped. I looked around to see if the TV was on, but it wasn't. I closed my eyes again and heard one single voice, very clearly say "Ok."

I'll admit, I was creeped out. I went and hugged my sleeping doggie who had no idea what was going on. Poor guy.

So I've heard the voices now and then at the room whispering level. Not very often mind you, the first time was a few years ago, the most recent this morning. Inbetween it's only happened a couple of times.

So there you have it. A bad morning for waking up late? I don't think so. A GOOD morning for actually getting up and to school on time.

As Mike would say, I should pull the horseshoe out of my @$$ sometime.

That's all for now! (now that I've killed some time before registration)

Well, it's been a while but I think it's time for another episode of....

COOKIE BITS ATTACK!!!

This week's episode features The Duchy of Wolven Fang as it plunges downwards. Why you may ask? Well there may be several reasons, but the favourite to complain about would be the Duke. Now I'm not saying any Duke in particular, since there have been downfalls in the past in every person's term.

However, what bothers me is when people lie... not even lie, but twist the truth in ways to make themselves look better.

Now take our current Duke: here we have someone that TRIES to do everything and yet manages to do nothing, perhaps because he spreads himself so thin there's really nothing there. He had said that before he was Duke he would go over the heads of current Dukes. Is that really a good quality? So he's saying that no matter what happens, he has to be at the top and always right. There are several other things like this that bother me, but I won't go into details.

Now we take another person. He is currently challenging the decisions of our Duke and is being shot down from every angle. Why? Is it because he always complains? Is it because he brings valid points to the argument? Is it because our Duke is afraid that people will take this other person's side?

I would propose a question to our Duke, if I wasn't afraid of being shot down by others. Is being at the top of everything really that important to you? Is this "position" really that important for the rest of your life? Will your life be turned upside down if these people went against you?

It's a game. I know I say this and yet I argue, but I argue to help those that are ignored.

It's hard to stand alone.
Even harder when those you trust are nowhere to be found.

I suppose I leave this episode here with these few words. The next Duke will have the biggest mess ever seen to clean up. I only hope people can open their eyes wide enough to see the whole picture.

Something I learned in class the other day: Make informed decisions. This includes looking unbiasedly at both sides of an argument.

Do not call me a hypocrite either. I've looked at both sides before having my say.

After wandering around all morning looking for a clinic that's supposed to exsist on Bloor between Bathurst and Spadina, all I found was a small family doctor who goes by appointment only.

Blah.

In other news, Christmas is coming.

To anyone looking for the post about Saturday, check the one below this one. I'm not going to keep it at the top forever as I use LJ for other things.

Like organizing my jumbled thoughts.
For example, I have a midterm tomorrow... haven't studied.
I have a construction sample due tomorrow... haven't started.
I have mountains of laundry that needs to be done... haven't even looked at it.
And what on earth have I caught? I've been sick for over a week now and I don't know with what or why.

*sigh* where's your boyfriend when you need him?

.... giving a midterm for his dad.

To anyone still flaming on about this weekend: I've asked for the threads to be locked since I feel responsible for the war that ensued. I hope you all had fun, but there are a lot of harsh words thrown around in there (both directions) and I don't feel that anything useful is coming from it.

Good night everyone.

P.S. I am choosing to remain off the forums (posting at least) in an attempt to let things cool off. I suppose this is my own self-suspension.

Hey all!

It's been a couple of days since I last wrote in here but I've been uber busy with school, homework, amtgard and traveling between here and home. Some of you might be wondering what happened to me on Saturday that has started a giant flame war on the forums, well here you get MY version of what happened. All names have been changed to keep the person's identity safe:

First off, there were TWO perpetrators who said stuff to me, I will encounter them as they occurred on the field:

Comment #1: Between DH and Reeve#3 (me)
I'm scanning the field trying to keep an eye on everything. I saw DH get hit with two chest shots then keep swinging at someone who had quite obviously killed him. It was pretty far away so I gave him the benefit of the doubt and went back to scanning. He came up to me afterwards and told me this: "You know, if you see something you should call the shots." Confused, I said, "yes, I saw him hit you in the chest" he continued complaining with "well you saw him hit me in the head first, there are two reeves standing right there (*actually, a good 100ft away, min*) and neither of you said anything." I replied with "I didn't see you get hit in the head, only in the chest." His replies dwindled from there but he told me that I should do a better job as a reeve.

Sure thing bucko, let's see you try it sometime, shall we?

Comment #2: Between J and Reeve#3 concerning Guy on J's shoulders

J came alive with Guy sitting on his shoulders. Earlier in the game the reeves had already told BOTD#1 not to give Jesterboy a piggyback because it was dangerous... this scenario would only be worse and it wasn't fair if we let it go through. Reeve#1, Reeve#2 AND myself went up to J and Guy who were lined up and about to fight. (J with a pole, Guy with something) I called out to J to let Guy down and he said no. I called out at Guy to get down and then J said "why?" I replied with "because it's not safe and we don't want anyone getting hurt." J said something along the lines of "no one's going to get hurt." By now everyone was wondering what to do (to fight them or not) since the three of the four reeves were standing there trying to get Guy off J's shoulders. By this time too I even heard Guy say "J, let me down" but J wouldn't. I was getting sick of this pretty quick since we had more important things to be watching and reeving. Reeve#1 threatened to call a hold but J still wouldn't listen. Taking a chance I stepped in front of J (between him and the people he was calling on to fight) and I said "J, let Guy down or I'm kicking you off the field." At the same time however, Reeve#2 piped up and said "PLEASE J, just put Guy down." J looked at Reeve#2 then at me and said to me: "I'm only letting Guy down because Reeve#2 asked since I don't consider you a reeve."

Everyone was shocked. No one could believe he had actually said that to me. Later, Reeve#1 asked J why he had said that and J replied it was because I'm a B***h. Yes, well as a reeve I don't have to say please, thank you and have yourself a nice day. If you don't listen the first time I ask you to do something when I'm reeving, then don't expect me to get any nicer. As well, it's not like I was the only one saying stuff to them to get Guy down. The other reeves were also saying stuff at the time.

So I suppose this is my rant. If anyone finds this and people want to know what happened to cause my squire to explode on the forums, this is it. I was deeply hurt by the second comment and when I got off the field I told my boyfriend what had happened and I started to cry. I know he's just being a jerk, but it still hurt and things like that shouldn't have to be tolerated.

I know some people are saying we should have kicked him off or called the government over well... to be honest, there was only about 10 minutes left in the game and kicking him off would only create more problems. Had we called over the government, heck, one of them was there, as dumbfounded as the rest of us? What were they supposed to do? The reeve is the law in game and if they're not listenned to then the government will hold no further power to do anything except for out of game consequences. However to discuss these, we would have had to call a hold or watch the last 10 minutes of the game tick away with the reeves all tied up. A hold would have been a bad idea as well since in the last 10 minutes people are pumped up like you wouldn't believe. To stop them would be chaos and to make them wait for 5 to 10 minutes to deal with this would just be stupid.

I have a backbone, I stood up to the person who wouldn't listen to me and I DID say I would kick them off the field if they didn't listen. However, they did... eventually, there wasn't much else I could call them on.

For those of you who say that I am a good reeve, I thank you. I got compliments during the game that we were doing a good job and it's greatly appreciated.

I'm staying off the forums with my opinions simply because I don't think they should be up there. The biggest thing that bothers me is that people don't realize what happened... and I'm sure it's not the first time that a reeve has had these types of things said to them.

On a different note, I'm STILL sick. I went to drop off some stuff at school today and then came back and slept until about 1:30. My head's still swimming so I think I might even go back to bed, although I have a fair amount of work that should be done and no Doctor's note to keep me from doing it.

Have a good day everyone!

Today started off well, Nikki and I did our presentation in Pattern Drafting and since we went first we got a lot of 5/5 (class marked us) since there was no previous presentation to compare it to.

My next class was a breeze as we covered marker colouring... for those of you who know me, you know that I colour CONSTANTLY with my markers so I whizzed through the exercises easily

My last class things went downhill...
... I got to class an hour early and met up with Nikki who was half asleep. I fell asleep at the desk for a good 20 minutes then woke up to a very sore tummy. It wasn't even my tummy that hurt, it was almost higher up, just under my ribs.

So I sit in the class with a sore cramp listening to Moe talk about... something... and I start to feel a little dizzy. I figured it was because I hadn't eaten or drank enough today so during the break I went to the caf and got something small. Too bad that didn't solve the problem. After the break I'm sitting in class, tummy a raging and I start counting down the minutes until I can leave and go home.

Too bad it got colder today.

I walk home in pain and get to the bathroom...

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You don't want to know from there. (but we'll just say it wasn't pretty)

Luckily, my sister being the angel that she is is making dinner for us tonight.

God I hate being sick (I don't even know what's wrong)

*raises juice cup* Here's to a better tomorrow!

Well, another day come and gone. To those of you reading these, I hope you are enjoying yourself. My sister's still out at the movie, probably why I'm still awake. My boyfriend tried to stay up to keep me company online, (what a sweetheart) but he fell to the sleep monster just as I probably will as well. (very soon too) This is too late for me, I'm not going to get up tomorrow.

Speaking of tomorrow, guess who gets to do her pattern drafting assignment tomorrow? Yup, me! I just hope I have the energy to get a hold of things and actually do them tomorrow... although I suppose that's technically today isn't it?

Know what else bugs me? Not hearing from people... yeah, you know who you are! E-mail me, PM me or message me (my msn is always on when I'm home... even when I'm not) so get off your butt and contact me!

There. I feel better now.

Well everyone, Happy Hallowe'en! And don't forget: candy always goes on sale after Hallowe'en, so stock up!

So my sister and her friend go off to see the show dressed as a boyscout and Frodo from LOTR. I decided not to go mostly because I didn't have a costume that worked, also because I still haven't eaten dinner. (Apparently they ate before they got here, but didn't tell me until later) I guess I don't feel like seeing the movie anyway. I'm kind of hungry though, I think I might make some soup for dinner. Soup's good when you're feeling a little lonely.

At least I did my illustration homework.

Since it's the day before Hallowe'en, the Bloor Cinema is showing the Rocky Horror Picture Show tonight (which I've never seen before) and I'm debating whether I should go with my sister and her friend tonight, or if I should stay home and try and do homework.

No dinner yet and it's getting late. It's very quiet in the apartment and everyone is trying to figure out what they want to do. As for me, not a clue.

I suppose now would be a good time to work on my illustration homework. I promised my boyfriend that I would work on it after dinner... but dinner has yet to come and pass. I don't like breaking promises, so I guess I'll work on it now. I know that I'll feel a lot more relieved once I've gotten some work out of the way (rather than sit and watch it pile up.)

Ok, here we go!

A whole day of playing neopets and drawing and I've produced nothing useful. (Not counting I beat several more levels on Hanna and the Ice Caves!) If anyone's reading this, let me know how Monster Clash went! The second year we have the event and the second year I miss it, go figure. I wonder if onionhead was there, and if so what kind of garb they had.

... grrr... I hate onionhead! They drive me nuts!

Maybe I should work on my midreign garb. I just don't feel up to doing anything today. I blame the weather (rain, rain and more rain) not to mention my sister's not home and no one's online. I wonder what we're making for dinner tonight...

Here I am again, still avoiding my work and still in my pajamas. I was thinking about life in general and what it has to offer... then I started thinking about my latest D&D character (ok, so I'm a BIG geek) for our Eberron Campaign. Her name will be Roe and she's a fighter. I plan to take a bunch of the mounted combat feats and see where I end up with that. I'll put a picture of her up once i get it scanned I suppose. I think I'll have a lot of fun playing her.

Nothing else has really changed in the past hour, although I did eat breakfast/lunch, whatever you want to call it. I think I might update my profile a little bit though. Maybe then it will explain why I am the way I am. Either that or I might do some dishes before my sister comes home.

... nah.

So here I am, typing away when I quite obviously should be working on my pattern drafting assignment for Monday morning. It's weird, I just get back to the apartment after being home for a week... well, I don't know if I can really call it home since I spent most of the time with my boyfriend... and I don't feel like doing any of my homework. Heck, I haven't even eaten breakfast yet. (1:00 in the afternoon) Actually, I think that's what I'll go do right now.

For anyone who was hoping for more... too bad, this is all you're getting until I have some food in my tummy!