I have this week off from work. Yeay for school breaks!
As much as I tried to sleep in, my efforts have been in vain. I can't sleep past 7am, which I guess is a bit better than waking up at 5am.
I watched American Idol this evening (I was anticipating it all day). I was so disappointed because I wasn't feeling most of the performances (dawg). I thought that Blake was the only one that really performed. Is it just me, or is this season lacking men that well.. sound like men? No offence, I love falsettos, but why do all the guys sing in falsetto? Ruben and Elliot would have easily kicked everyone's ass tonight if they were in this years competition. Tonight really lacked variety. I really hope that the girls are better tomorrow night.
As much as I'd love to write more, my eye lids are getting heavy. I fall asleep a lot earlier than I used to. I don't want to fight it and stay up.
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Monday, February 19, 2007
Blessings and Prayers Going Out to Sarah Taylor
Sarah Taylor, a MuchMusic VJ who co-hosts MuchOnDemand, is in a coma after undergoing emergency brain surgery. While covering the NBA All-Star weekend in Las Vegas, the 25-year-old Hamilton native was rushed to a hospital where doctors performed life-saving surgery to relieve pressure on her brain. So far she's ok, although doctors put her into a coma to help her recover.Family members and a senior CHUM employee have flown to Vegas to be with her during her hospital stay. Sarah's perky attitude and naturally hip demeanour has made her one of the Canadian music station's brightest stars. Even though Citytv reports that the operation was successful, it's hard not to worry about the Canadian girl. We're sending positive vibes her way.
Sunday, February 04, 2007
It was the best of times.. it was the worst of times..
So much has happened since I last blogged. I've experienced a vast array of emotions during the past few weeks ranging from excitement to extreme sadness.
My beloved grandfather passed away last week in his sleep. I couldn't believe it. I had just spoken to him on the phone not too long ago and his voice was bursting with energy (as always). I don't think that he was ever the same though since my grandmother passed in 2000. My grandparents had one of the sweetest relationships I have ever had the pleasure of witnessing. They did everything together and my grandfather worshipped the ground my grandmother walked on. Although he didn't express his feelings to anyone about her passing, you could just tell that he was beside himself.
My grandfather was eighty years old. I couldn't imagine living eighty years. Just think of everything that has happened during the course of the past eighty years. He must have seen so much.
He was such a caring individual always brimming with hope and positive thoughts.
Everyone says that it seemed like he knew that he was going to pass based on his actions during the past little while. He was giving away all of his wealth to the needy and helping people as much as he could (he always did this during the course of his life, but he did even more before his passing).
What freaked me out was the fact that my mom *knew that he was going to pass. She always knows. She has very detailed dreams about people that are going to pass away. So before anyone dies, its like she knows before hand. It scares the living day lights out of me that she has the ability to do that. I think it frightens her as well. I told her that if she ever has a dream about me, to keep it to herself-- unless I strike it rich or something-- other than that, I don't want to know.
It kills me that I can't be there for my mom during this time. I couldn't fly back to visit her because I just started working the week that my grandfather passed and my mom insisted that I stay in Dallas. This is the major disadvantage of being away from my family-- I can't physically be there for them immediately if something happens.
I just hope that both of my grandparents are reunited and that they are walking hand in hand in heaven. That is such a beautiful image.
I began working about two weeks ago at a private school (ranging from pre school-grade twelve). I'm an associate kindergarten teacher and I LOVE it.
My post secondary career consisted of me studying business and although it was great at the time and I was able to work in marketing afterwards, after moving to Dallas, business just didn't seem like the route for me anymore.
I went on several different interviews with companies here and I just wasn't impressed with the "rat race" and the superficiality of the corporate environment. It simply isn't me at this stage in my life.
So I began tutoring disadvantaged children at a local library and felt that my heart was so fulfilled by doing so.
It was more than evident that my heart was telling me that I should seek employment within a learning environment and fortunately, I was blessed with an amazing job that seems like it was created just for me.
The school teaches students in both french and English (50/50) and twice a week in Spanish. I cannot explain how refreshing it is to be exposed to so many different languages. I have always had a very keen interest in linguistics and pick up languages quite quickly. I've had exposure to french my whole life and I've always been interested in Spanish, so naturally, I immediately felt that I fit in.
I adore being around the children. They are so openly honest, innocent and so much more intelligent than people give them credit for. It warms my heart when they give me hugs and tell me that they love me. What more could I ask for? I love feeling loved :)
Another thing that I really appreciate is the fact that the staff is really multicultural. I work with people from all over the world and I love it. I have always enjoyed being around different types of people for I feel that it helps me learn more about the world and where other people come from.
The only thing I've had a bit of trouble with is getting up at 5am every morning. I've got to be at school for 7:15 to help run the before school program. Don't get me wrong, I love being surrounded by all the children in the morning, its just that I am not used to waking up that early yet. I know that my body will probably adjust soon though. As soon as I come home, I take a nap and I go to sleep a LOT earlier than I used to, which I guess is a good thing!
My beloved grandfather passed away last week in his sleep. I couldn't believe it. I had just spoken to him on the phone not too long ago and his voice was bursting with energy (as always). I don't think that he was ever the same though since my grandmother passed in 2000. My grandparents had one of the sweetest relationships I have ever had the pleasure of witnessing. They did everything together and my grandfather worshipped the ground my grandmother walked on. Although he didn't express his feelings to anyone about her passing, you could just tell that he was beside himself.
My grandfather was eighty years old. I couldn't imagine living eighty years. Just think of everything that has happened during the course of the past eighty years. He must have seen so much.
He was such a caring individual always brimming with hope and positive thoughts.
Everyone says that it seemed like he knew that he was going to pass based on his actions during the past little while. He was giving away all of his wealth to the needy and helping people as much as he could (he always did this during the course of his life, but he did even more before his passing).
What freaked me out was the fact that my mom *knew that he was going to pass. She always knows. She has very detailed dreams about people that are going to pass away. So before anyone dies, its like she knows before hand. It scares the living day lights out of me that she has the ability to do that. I think it frightens her as well. I told her that if she ever has a dream about me, to keep it to herself-- unless I strike it rich or something-- other than that, I don't want to know.
It kills me that I can't be there for my mom during this time. I couldn't fly back to visit her because I just started working the week that my grandfather passed and my mom insisted that I stay in Dallas. This is the major disadvantage of being away from my family-- I can't physically be there for them immediately if something happens.
I just hope that both of my grandparents are reunited and that they are walking hand in hand in heaven. That is such a beautiful image.
I began working about two weeks ago at a private school (ranging from pre school-grade twelve). I'm an associate kindergarten teacher and I LOVE it.
My post secondary career consisted of me studying business and although it was great at the time and I was able to work in marketing afterwards, after moving to Dallas, business just didn't seem like the route for me anymore.
I went on several different interviews with companies here and I just wasn't impressed with the "rat race" and the superficiality of the corporate environment. It simply isn't me at this stage in my life.
So I began tutoring disadvantaged children at a local library and felt that my heart was so fulfilled by doing so.
It was more than evident that my heart was telling me that I should seek employment within a learning environment and fortunately, I was blessed with an amazing job that seems like it was created just for me.
The school teaches students in both french and English (50/50) and twice a week in Spanish. I cannot explain how refreshing it is to be exposed to so many different languages. I have always had a very keen interest in linguistics and pick up languages quite quickly. I've had exposure to french my whole life and I've always been interested in Spanish, so naturally, I immediately felt that I fit in.
I adore being around the children. They are so openly honest, innocent and so much more intelligent than people give them credit for. It warms my heart when they give me hugs and tell me that they love me. What more could I ask for? I love feeling loved :)
Another thing that I really appreciate is the fact that the staff is really multicultural. I work with people from all over the world and I love it. I have always enjoyed being around different types of people for I feel that it helps me learn more about the world and where other people come from.
The only thing I've had a bit of trouble with is getting up at 5am every morning. I've got to be at school for 7:15 to help run the before school program. Don't get me wrong, I love being surrounded by all the children in the morning, its just that I am not used to waking up that early yet. I know that my body will probably adjust soon though. As soon as I come home, I take a nap and I go to sleep a LOT earlier than I used to, which I guess is a good thing!
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