Still Alive?

HA-HA! Hola, mis amigos! M.I.A. Tjames is back. Back blogging off my Blackberry... Awkward, right? I hate it, but it's all I have right meow. Well -- update time. I guess I felt the need to blog because I have lost the ability to sleep; mainly to due to the fact I have a final tomorrow that I'm totally not prepared for... What else is new?!? Anyways, I've transferred stores once again.. I'm now currently in a cafe Starbucks that gets two customers per day.. (Lie) But it sure feels like it! This transfer happened because I stepped down from being a supervisor to just a lowly barista. WHOOP!

Summer is just around the corner and in a few days from now last year I was boarding a flight to Peru.. Shoot me now, because I'd rather not think about how I'm not travelling again this summer. Honestly, SHOOT ME!! I'm done with living in StabbyAbby.. (I feel gross just thinking about where I live currently..) Oh well, camping Canadian style will just have to suffice.. I guess...

Summer Look-Forward To List:
1) Being done school tomorrow
2) Having a celebratory beer after exam tomorrow
3) Messy May Long -- don't care where, just need beer
4) 3 weddings
5) 10 day vaca in June-July, don't care where, just need a beer bong
6) TULAMEEN DAYS!!!!!!!!
7) Being tanned, beaters, shorts, flip flops. (Scooting attire)

Fuck, how I love summer!

Other then whatever the hell I said above (rants and raves) I've been stupidly happy! I'm content with where I am, even though I'm not traveling. I just need to remember to go with the flow. RELEASE THE INNER HIPPY!! I'll be sure to update you twats sometime in May (don't you dare quote me, we all know my posting tendencies as of late)

PS, this post took 16 hours to type out on my phone. Hate.. So much hate!
BUT I LOVE YOU!!!!

The Big 21

Hello, friends. So it's my birthday today, and I'm 21. Twenty-freakin-one!! Why do I feel so old now? I don't like it. Get it out. I would like to be 18 again, please. Naw, I kid, 21 will most def be a good year for me, I can already sense it. So what did I do for my birthday you may be wondering. Well let me tell you; I went to Kelowna with my friend Scott and stayed at one of his friend's house for the weekend. It was far too much fun, and I miss it already! We went to BigWhite and snowboarded. It was my second time ever boarding, and my ass for sure realized quickly that I was a noob. But none-the-less I love it! I'm already planning on buying a season pass/all the necessities to live on the mountain.

We then came home and I drank a bottle and a half of wine. Did I need to do that? Of course I did! Who do you think I am? We ended up playing King's Cup, and boy, was that ever a treat. We found a new rule called the 'gimp card'. When one pulls that card, the person to the left of them is their gimp master. Good thing I was the person to the left, because Scott really needed to feel the wrath of Gimp Master Taylor. He ended up wearing a pink curly wig, and a bikini top. Did I forget to mention he was forced to eat 4 kibbles of dog food? Good times.

When we all finally awoke after the night's excursion, and it was such a beautiful day that we decided to go for a hike. After climbing a mountain in the desert we all had a nap that was well deserved. We then all pilled in the car and went to the sketchiest CastleFunPark wannabe joint and played mini-golf. If you know me, you would know that I absolutely hate mini-golf. Like a passionate, burning hatred for it. Actually, just all games in general. My luck with winning such games are 0% out of 100. I've come to accept this fact, so I usually just avoid them at all costs. When mini golf was done, we all ended up drinking....Yes, drinking again.

On Sunday I planned to go out with a few close friends from home, and eat dinner at Earls. I didn't plan on drinking, but then shots just started to appear. Tequila, an Irish Car Bomb, and some foreign shot that was delectable. Let me just say I was in a good state after ingesting them. After din a few of us ended back at Jessi's house and all cuddled in a bed. Some farts later, my clothes coming off (what's new?), and Jessi force feeding me water, then proceeding to make a human geyser of water spew from my mouth, all in all, it was such a fun night! I can easily say this has been the best birthday I've ever had!

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OH, I almost forgot! My birthday present from my Mum was a brand new camera, a Nikon L120 to be exact! I love it to death, and took some pretty dandy photos this past weekend. I guess I should show you some of the photos to prove I didn't make up this great weekend.

P.S.- Yes, in the last few pictures, I sure am wearing a beater that says "Fuck Shit Up". I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

Alcohol, School, Procrastination

Why hello there bloggities, my name is Procrastination, nice to meet you. Maybe two hours ago I realized that I have a poli sci exam on Wednesday. Really? Are you kidding me? Where have I been? Oh yes, highly intoxicated since New Years. Anyways, how did I already get to this point of procrastination? In all of my classes I haven't even taken the slightest gander at my text books. They have been tucked away in my school bag for the past month, neglected. So in the next two days-ish I will have my nose tucked in the pages of Canadian history text, acting like I give a shit. Canadian patriotism at it's best. Just watch me, I'll be the next Stephan Harper..Wait, that is our prime minister, right? P.S. I've only been to one out of the five classes of my poli sci class. Why am I an university drop out?

I've figured out the root cause of my procrastination, and that would be my down fall in life currently. Friends. I hate them. They always want to hang out. Horrible friends I have... Bah! They need to stop being so awesome, and stop making me feel like I have to see them every day. Moderation, why didn't I learn you as a life skill as a child? Thanks Mom..

So, let us jump to another topic. What have I been up to as of late? Well lets see here. I've been to 3 separate birthdays in two days. This past Friday I went to a restaurant on Commercial in Vancouver called Havana. It's a go to place for a group of friends and I to drink gallons of mojitos in a short period of time. We enjoy it. Then we ended up loitering the streets for a bit. Good fun. When I got back into town I hit up Phoenix Lounge for another friend's birthday. I danced for an hour, and just about passed out on the D.floor from exhaustion. That's normal, right? Saturday. A different group of friends went to Vancouver to a club called Joe's Apartment. Don't go there unless you want to be eye fucked by a platoon of hipsters with 6 million facial piercings swaying back and forth to shitty music and taking up all the room for me to dance. (That sentence needed no punctuation due to my anger.) Then I ended up leaving Hip-ville to a friend's house for awhile, but later decided to go out again to a bar called Bayside. Now this was a treat. We ended up sitting at tables right beside a big group of Mexican guys. Get this.. They thought I was Jamie Oliver.. Yes, the naked chef. Really? Like come on! Anyways. I ended up getting a double tequila shot, and a corona out of them. Stereotypical? Maybe. But they were nice. So 330am rolls around, and I ended up crashing at the same friend's place.

I worked the next day. I think a little bit of me died inside from being how hung over I was. I couldn't even eat my spicy chicken burger I bought from Wendy's! The outrage. But yes, I need to relax for a bit, grab hold of 'dem reigns and get back on the school bus. If they'll let me back on...

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Now lets review some pictulas from the night's events, which seems like we didn't take that many. Regardless, here's a few goodies.

Secret Santa

Every year for the past 5 years, my friends and I get together and do a massive secret santa. It has grown considerably since we first started, due to more friends being initiated into the group. The evening usually looks like this: we arrive with food, get drunk, eat a turkey dinner, do the gift exchange, then get more sloppy. It's the day I look forward to most in December, mostly because it's the day after the semester is officially done, and it's the first chance to get messy. But also because I get to see friends that I haven't seen for awhile, and genuinely have a hoot or two. I feel as if this Christmas tradition that we've had since grade 11 could, and possibly will continue on even after we're all married and have kids. Well, at least I hope it does!

Here's the main group shot starting from the most recent. (p.s.- please excuse my bald head in year 2's photo. Apparently I thought I was a gang member. p.p.s.- have a great holiday!) :