An ode to EEEEEeeeeee.....

EEEeee... is for excitment - for the feeling that I accomplished something.
EEEeee... is for evil - for the cheesecake that I had for three days in a row.
EEEeee... is for extraordinary - which will be my trip to cuba for my sista's wedding.
EEEeee... is for effed up - for how I will feel after the trip and realizing I have no clue what is happening in school - EEEeee...specially my finance course.

Today I locked myself in a room to complete a task, upon completion I burst out of the room - but to my surprise - no one home, an empty silence house - quite contradictory - the feelings jumping and jumbling inside, and the lack of excitement outside... SOOO I decided to call my friend - no one there :(. SOOOO I decided to check my email... nothing. SOOOO I signed onto msn - natta. SOOOO I'm blogging it baby!

AND I am procrastinating! What's that? the assignment I have due? ya, I'll get to that. What's that? those finance problems that I should tackle since I was lost in class today? ya, that's on my list. What's that? the wedding slideshow for my sis? ya. What's that? The packing that I have to do? ... okay, my list is long and they have to be completed tonight and tomorrow night - I sense a problem.

But for now, I will enjoy my chEEEeeese cake.

EEEeee...
!!!

Living in Edmonton

1. The weather channel said it was getting cold yesterday so I canceled the wrap-up National Congress meeting yesterday - just so I did not have to drive on the crappy roads.
2. Have you ever played hoopla? the team version of cranium? Well, we (edmonton) got hit with something bigger than a dairy queen treat, and something smaller than a snowstorm. That's right! A Blizzard!
   
3. I shoveled - I would have to say half a meter of snow today, but within 5 minutes my toes were frozen. After entering the household - it took a further 15 minutes for my toes to warm up and a further 20 minutes for them to return from red to normal skin tone.
   

Mixed Emotions

Where to begin...

I don't know how people articulate their feelings but here it goes - I feel a jumble of delerium happiness mixed with anxiousness.

Happy because the conference was a huge success, but now I am sad because - I'm gonna say this risking the vain-ness that I will portray - I received a lot attention at the conference - It's wierd to be home without someone sneaking to my left and right trying to plant kisses on my cheeks - or without people randomly shouting out "we love the oc" or "curl uncurl."

You know you are going through conference withdrawl when:
1. You find your hotel room key in your dryer
2. You join facebook and in one day discover you have over 60 freinds
3. You use facebook as the medium of communication to replace the random cheers in the hallways of the Mayfield.
4. You wake up with a sexy man voice
5. you wake up from a 20hour slumber and think it's the same day

And now I am home, my room is a mess, I have school tomorrow and am unprepared - and facebook - the demon child I tried to avoid pre-conference, is now taking up the majority of my time... but I still have conference stuff to do and emails to answer...