Awesome weekend!

So, as I've been told by many people, I haven't posted since Friday. Apologies. :)

Why did I not post when I promised to post every day, you ask?

Because I had a very busy, very awesome weekend.

With my DPB Z.

And it was SO AWESOME to see her again!

We spent the weekend shoppin', talkin', chillin', video makin', Remembrance day rememberin', and being overall happy. (Except for the Remembrance day ceremony, at which we were sombre.) (And I've decided that Gs are too formal tonight.)

It was awesome. And now I have footage for my video! (Thanks for your camera holdin' and llama dancin' and awesome craziness, Z!)

Oh, and bacon-nutella crepes are good, but I think they're an acquired taste.
And I spent this evening writing a persuasive essay and being sad because I love Sparks too much.
And I am definitely going to put diabetes on my resume. XD

Love you Z! Thanks for coming! <3

Drunk on happiness.

Last night I completely lost track of time and stumbled upstairs before I fell asleep on my feet, so, I didn't post. My bad. :) I won't tell you what time that was, because everyone will laugh at me. XD

Been feeling a bit crazy lately...kind of drunk on happiness and with no one to express my happiness to who'll understand. Does anybody I know like talking about kids? Like, how cute and sweet and funny and wonderful and awesome to be with there are? And how happy they make me? And how I've been on Cloud 9 for the last week because all I can think about is Sparks? How one hand squeeze, one 'I like you' and one hug has kept me smiling when I really didn't want to?

Well. I'm happy. That's good. I think that working with Sparks is the best thing I've ever chosen to do.

Z WILL BE HERE IN LESS THAN 24 HOURS!!! <3 :) <3 :) <3 :) CAN'T WAIT!

:)

Feeling weird.

Today was not the greatest of days. Because of stuff that I really wish never existed. (See: being a girl.)

And I had a really weird low today. Everything was a little muted, and I was kinda caught in my own brain, and my knees nearly buckled at one point...I don't know. It was weird. But it was only 3.7, which made it even weirder.

So because today was such a not-great day, I'm going to bed. Even though it's not even 8.30. Because I don't like feeling like this and I plan to feel awesome THIS WEEKEND WHEN Z WILL BE HERE!!!!!!!!!!

And I was going to go to bed without posting, but then I would have felt very guilty. So here's a post that doesn't really make much sense and doesn't have any point at all.

Going now, before I say anything else that may incriminate me. XD

Goodnight.

What a disappointment.

So, I was just watching Bones. (For the first time in a long time - what the heck is up with your scheduling, FOX?)

For anybody that doesn't know, Bones is a anthropology murder mystery which means that there's A LOT of sciency stuff  that I have no idea what it means, and there's always a fairly gruesome murder that leads to sciency stuff.

This episode was about apples.
And at the end of the episode, Bones (main character) and Booth (her boyfriend/kind-of husband/baby's daddy - I don't even know) were enjoying applesauce. Booth said that the organic, all-natural applesauce was good even though it was 9 bucks a jar (previously having complained about the price XD) and said that "Hey, it'll keep the doctors away!"

And then Bones says "Actually, the opposite may be true. Apples contain a lot of sugar, and if you have too many you could get diabetes."

And there I was, waiting for a specification, an explanation, more sciency stuff to justify that statement.

Nope.

Really, Bones? Why?!?! Not okay!

Why can't all diabetes in the media be portrayed like in Body of Proof? (Please come back soon, Body of Proof. I love you.)

They've taught me everything and they'll never know it.

I did not post yesterday.
Because I spent my weekend at Spark camp! (For those of you that don't know, Sparks is the branch of Girl Guides of Canada for 5 and 6 year-old girls.)

It was some of the best fun I've had in a long time.

And it was also some of the best learning I've ever had.

Over the course of the weekend, I spent 38 hours with 20 girls. And I learned A LOT:

• Having a hand to hold can make even the utterly unbearable okay
• It's okay to want your mummy
• Hearing a voice can change everything
• A hug fixes everything
• Be confident
• Hug, smile, and love everyone and everything
• Live the little things
• Some people are high maintenance
• It's okay to cry
• There is a HUGE difference between kindergartners and first graders
• I love being needed
• I will put up with sitting uncomfortably for an HOUR if it'll get one little girl to be content
• A hug and a hand squeeze from a lonely little girl is the best thing I've ever felt
• Onesies are the CUTEST things IN THE WORLD
• Helping someone to be strong is the best thing I've ever done.

<3

It's only been an hour and a half and I want them back already!


And I did not wear blue yesterday. Because I was dressed as Thing 1! Which was awesome! And my hairtie was blue, so I guess it's okay.

Two hours.

That's how long my site lasted.

Two. Freakin'. Hours.
No more than that.
Couldn't it have at least gone half a day? Or AT LEAST been killed more dignifiedidly than by my hoodie sleeve?

Gr.

AND THEN, because I was at school, going to gym class and in the changeroom and there were no available washroom stalls, I had to change my site in non-personal space. Dislike. AND, as I was pulling off the curvy paper that makes the adhesive wait, it broke. So then I had to scrimp everything up to pull off the paper and  now there's a crimp in my site, which is in my stomach, which is NOT where I wanted it to be. :(

And as I was going into the class because I didn't want to be late, I was loading the cartridge, etc. I sat down on the bleachers next to an...acquaintance (this is the same one who said "There are no Sparks here!" and "Why don't you have a pump?", those of you who've heard that story.) Anyway, I sat down next to her and she looked at my pump:

"What's that?"
"Pump."
*grabbing the tube WHILE I'M CONNECTING IT TO BUBBLES*
"OHMYGOD! Is that a needle?!"
*taking it back because NO, YOU CAN'T TOUCH THAT!*
"Kind of."
"Do you have to stab it in your finger?! Oh my god!"
"No."
"Where do you put it then?! In your finger?"
"No, it clips into my cannula." *clip*
"Oh. I could never do that."
"Well, I have to."
"Yeah, but you had a choice at the start, right?"
"Well, if I want to stay alive, then GUESS WHAT I have to."

There was more to this conversation, believe it or not.
And at least I got to do my awareness bit, even though I am getting a cold and couldn't focus or care all day.

Well. At least that was partially healed by a friend (who I haven't known for very long) telling me that she would find a cure for me because she wanted to cure something. <3

So, that was my day. I'm now going to go and drink lots of tea in order to get rid of this almost-cold because it's SPARK CAMP TONIGHT!!! :)

November: Day one.

November has begun.
Which means that as of today until November 30th, I shall not wear any pink. Or green. Or red, or yellow, or any other colour that may be in my shirt drawer. Nope, only blue.

Camp shirt and blue socks today. :)

And although the day started early and french/socials was boring, lunch was AWESOME (lots of laughter and some water thrown in - literally) and English followed suit. 18/20 and awesome comments from my teacher on my response journal!!! Woot!!!

And although I have nothing interesting to say today, just wanted to say that my goals WILL BE FULFILLED! *maniac laugh*

Here's to lots of blue, lots of awareness, and lots of blog posts! :)