Lesson: Never Steal A Mouthful Of Breast

Ah much to say:

I started work at Unicef this week, I've got about 18 hours a week, the shifts are long and boring and I spend a lot of time staring at people as they walk by, but as far as jobs go, it's really not so bad (hey, I get to SIT lol that's where it's at!)

Last night I went with my older (and only) cousins, my aunt and my oma to see Les Miserables!!!!!! Ah.. it was very good. The acting very successfully drew emotion and although some parts were a litte drawn out and a little confusing, it was quite witty and well done.

Of course, half the fun is the sophicated and enlightened commentary of my cousins on the dialogue:
"Just because he stole a mouthful of bread? Maybe he stole a mouthful of BREAST."
And on our fellow audience members:
"Nice jeans buddy, just get off work at the POTATO FARM?!?!" hahahaha

Do YOU know what a bum-gnome is????
And we can't leave out my oma who checks out our chests and then randomly launches into a story about how her wedding dress was padded..
And my aunt who, for lack of anything better to say, tells me I have nice ears because they lay flat against my head!

Afterwards we went to Fran's to eat and I had some lovely fish and chips and Stef had her onion rings and Andrea had her... oatmeal??? Your soulmate Jamie?
Haha what a marvelous family.. best cousins EVER :) <3

On a completely different note, the subway- just as I had been getting used to it- once again TERRIFIES me. I saw the door close on someone.. like it CLOSED.. and when she frantically dislodged herself it closed on her purse which she again had to frantically dislodge.. it scared the daylights out of me.. (I have a terrible fear of subway doors.. I was feeling better because I thought they had sensors.. but apparently not? :S)

So my first two essays and first two midterms have yielded two A-'s an 88 and an 89. Nothing special but respectable enough I suppose. Don't ask me how I managed an 89 on that music midterm... though I'm glad I didn't do any worse because who ever marked it was really mean.. instead of circling what was wrong in an answer they just wrong "NO." in red pen.. haha.. so mean!

In music this week one of the songs he played for us was Jupiter (it being an analysis course we do a great deal of listening) and it occured to me what a fantabulous emotional connection a musician forms with a piece they've played, no matter how distant in their past. It can't entirely be understood by a non-musician.. but you really form a bond with music you've dedicated your time and emotion to.. interesting as well that as I listen to something I've played years ago, I still get a vivid visual image of the physical piece of music, I can see the notes on the page, or pick out what part of which page a given section of music was on. It's kinda cool.

Is it just me, or do sometimes, when you're randomly going about your day, certain things just grab you? What I mean is sometimes you'll just be walking along, and the light will strike the leaves of a tree in a certain way that just leaves you awe-struck of the beauty that exists in this world. Things like that just seem to make the world a much more meaningful place. The U of T campus really is a thing of beauty.

Speaking of beauty, in my hours at work it's come to my attention that there are a LOT of ugly people out there. A vast majority I'd say lol (I'm certainly not discluding myself by any means)

It certainly is interesting, in the Eaton Center, just to observe the diverse though extremely clear-cut categories of people. Also, it took me off guard how many teenage parents there are.. actually, most of them being the stereotypical image of "thug".. but.. there's something endearing about seeing this big tough thug pushing around his multi-coloured baby carriage lol Call me crazy.. but there's actually a very attractive quality to me in seeing young guys who take responsibility for children and get all role-modelly for them.

Anyways I think that's all for now. Though perhaps I'll reiterate this every week until it's resolved: I WANT A BOY. :)