Tylenol, Gravol, & Thoughts from the ceiling

When you have been lying in bed for the past 62 hours, you find that the ceiling becomes one of your closest friends.
There has never been a more important time for you to have a good looking ceiling.
Unfortunately, mine could use some help. Perhaps a make-over would serve it well. If it could talk, I'm sure it would agree.
I've never realized before how much it bothered me that that stupid Failure to Launch poster is upside-down. Maybe it really didn't bother me before. That's quite possible.
I've been tempted to get up a few hundred times to straighten out the Superman poster and re-stick the corner of the Lord of the Rings poster...
Like that'll happen.
How can people live with such disorganization?
The answer: we'll never know.
But I've also come to find, that along with the ceiling to keep me company, I've become fairly good friends with Tylenol and Gravol.

Tylenol really doesn't do much, but it's comforting to know that it's trying to help. And how can you possibly be mad at it for that?
Gravol, on the other hand, can be your best friend in the world if you're lacking sleep!
It's no good before a final exam
And it's best to avoid it an hour before your wedding...
That's an entertaining thought.

If nothing, I must keep myself entertained, because although I can't die of boredom, I still don't find it to be much fun. I think I'll get up tomorrow.

-Emily

INFLATO SUITS, GHANDI & SNOW IN APRIL?!?

I guess I wrote those topics backwards.. I'm gonna start by talking about snow in April.
I think it's ridiculous. What more is there to say??
Green Christmases and white easters... what a strange oddity.
I was talking to someone yesterday who tried to tell me that we have snow in April every year...
I'm kinda thinking that umm.. no we don't.
However, if it continues to snow like this for much longer,
I'll have a good excuse to not get my film project done..
Although, after the lovely scene I made on Thursday, I don't think Mr. Baughman is really liking me all that much.
Harping on things of the past is rather pointless, though. So... moving on.
I was looking at the Wal-mart website yesterday because I was told that they have army helmets in their toy department. (I never found them, by the way)
What I did find was a Superman inflato suit and it seriously blew my mind..
If you've ever owned an inflato suit of any kind, consider yourself cool.
Because you are.

Then again, I have wondered... what's the point of an inflato suit? Like obviously it looks amazing and the attraction factor is off the radar..
I guess that's enough reason to wear anything.
That's probably why Ghandi dressed the way he did.
I was asked to write about him... I'll be honest, my Ghandi knowledge data-base is lacking!
I guess he loved peace. I also love peace.
I think peace is a beautiful thing. It goes hand in hand with Love and there is nothing in the world that is greater than Love.
I read once that he almost became a Christian. This makes me wonder... is Ghandi in heaven? Perhaps. Perhaps not. Maybe he was a Christian, but not so much in the religious aspect. I mean, maybe he didn't "practice" Christianity. What a strange term.. practice.
I don't blame him for not joining the "Christian" church. They kicked him out because of his race.
Ah yes... Feel the love!
I could make a lot of criticisms about the early church because of that. But I won't because I know our churches today aren't much better. Ya, they try and there are a lot of people in them who could call themselves better than that.
That being said... never forget to Love, and if you need to use Ghandi as a role-model... go for it.

Peace (and Love)!
-Emily

DO-OVER BUTTONS & THOUGHTS ON PRAYER

Today I was reminded once again of how great it would be if we had a do-over button for life.
You know when you go through a day and everything goes wrong and you don't do anything right and at the end of it all, you just want to redo the day.
It reminds me of when you're little and any problem can be fixed by yelling,
"DO OVER!"
And everybody just assumes that the first time didn't count.
I once heard somebody say that they had never had a day like this.
I like to refer to that as memory blocking.
Sometimes I wonder if the redo would be any better than the first time. Perhaps not.
Sometimes I find that these days are actually easy to forget.
Probably because these kinds of days are generally lived in a completely different mindset.
Otherwise they wouldn't be quite so bad.
It's days like this that prayer seems to be the most useful.
Is prayer meant to be useful?
Well, perhaps.
Prayer is partially for the purpose of developing a relationship with God, assuming that you are praying to God. Otherwise, I really have no idea what you're trying to do or why you're doing it. Whatever it is.. good luck with that.
Nevertheless, I'm curious to hear responses so I'm going to ask an open ended question here, and that is:
Do you pray? and Why?
Well, that is all
Prayerfully yours,
-Emily

P.S. I apologize for the lack of visuals. I had a good picture for this one too! Unfortunately, the photo uploader thinger isn't working :(

ODDLY SHAPED 3D CHAT CHARACTERS & CHEQUES UNDER $10

ODDLY SHAPED 3D CHAT CHARACTERS, CHEQUES UNDER $10, & SWEATER VESTS

I'm starting to love Ad boxes.
I think they are probably one of the best advertising methods. It's this whole idea of hammering something into someone's head. You know, the repetative training method.
Internet ads... they are awesome if you are an advertiser
they suck for everyone else
but who cares. We get to see the website... they get to pay for it.. I'm not gonna argue.
I was looking at a page on facebook a few minutes ago and discovered a note-worthy topic... 3D online chats...
wait.. not only that.. but the chat characters..
they have oddly shaped legs. They're skinny at the top.. and wide at the bottom...
I don't know what posessed the artist of these cartoon people to draw them in such a strange way.
Perhaps they have legs like this and don't know any different.. is that even possible? They're so messed up. I appologize if you have legs like this... but can I just say that you should never wear shorts or skirts. thank you.
And since we're on the topic of strange people doing strange things... (that was our topic wasn't it?)
Upon looking at my bank account today, I noticed that I had written a cheque for $5... why? I don't know... Apparently that's not normal behaviour. Should cheques have a minimum?
I'm not paying for cheques.. so really, I could write a cheque for $0.10... but who would deposit it? Probably no one.. unless you needed $50 and realized your bank account had $49.90, but then maybe just look for a dime and get over it.
But then again.. who would use a credit card for $1... *cough*facebook gifts*cough* anyone else find this strange?
There should be contests where we get points that can be spent on gifts.. or perhaps points should be awarded for account activity....
In closing... St. Mary's AM is sporting sweater vests tomorrow. We feel that the sweater vest does not get enough publicity.

Peace!
-Emily

THUNDERSTORMS, BEING BUSY, & BUS CANCELLATIONS

I was sitting in English class today, racking my brain for ideas for note topics. I thought of a few, but then realized that I was much too busy to really write about any of those topics thoroughly enough to do them justice.
I got home, opened my laptop, realized that I have to go to work in half an hour so I thought, what better topic to write about than being busy?
I've heard a lot of thoughts on this. Some people say it is a good thing. Others say it is a bad thing. I think it's both. Lately I've had more work to do than I really have time for.
In this situation, I'd say it's not a good thing. I see a lot of people struggling with this in the same sort of way. Other highschool students know that we live every day hoping that tomorrow's schedule includes a bus cancellation.

Which makes me think.. why don't we have bus cancellations when it's raining?
I checked out the weather network to see what the weather was looking like for tonight and it's calling for thunderstorms.. quite possibly for the 3rd time already this week.
I have yet to see any lightning.
I'm beginning to think that busyness leads to insanity.
Thunderstorms quite possibly also lead to insanity.
Therefore Busyness = Thunderstorms and if they cancelled school due to rain, Busyness = Bus Cancellations... I like where this is going.
I've often thought that high schools should allow students to take at least one day off every month just for the sake of homework. I thought they wanted us to do well...
At any rate, this note could also be affectionately dubbed "Procrastination" which means that I must depart!

Here's to hoping for bus cancellations!
-Emily

THE DRUNK EXCUSE, RELIGION VS. GOD, AND...

THE DRUNK EXCUSE, RELIGION VS. GOD, AND THE ACT OF JUDGING OTHER PEOPLE BASED ON THEIR JEANS (sorry, that wouldn't all fit in the Title bar)

Recently I've heard a lot of peope use this wonderful excuse for stupidity. I call it... "The Drunk Excuse"! Why? well.. mostly because that's what it is. People do stupid things and when you comment on those things at a later time accordingly the reply with responses such as,
"It's not my fault. I was drunk" or
"I don't even remember doing that, I was drunk" or
"Oh I did not do that!" (clearly implying that they were drunk)
This leaves me to wonder... why would anyone say that?
Must you relocate the stupidity to a previous time and make it worse than it already is?
There is no need.
We've already established that you are stupid.
Enough said!
But this brings me to something else and it seems to be a common topic in today's society. Religion vs. God.
Can you seperate them? The answer: Yes..
I don't even need to go into that, but I will.
God never expressed much interest in religion.
Yes, he had his laws, but that's it.
Religion generally includes human laws, but God believed in Love.
Love God.
Love Your Neighbour as yourself.
Are you doing that? Good. You shouldn't have a problem.
Some people will read that and say,
"Emily.. what if I want to judge other people based on their jeans?"
And I will say,
"Yes.. that is a problem... So, allow me to help you."

Jeans have been around for a long time. Allow me to introduce you to the history of Jeans: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jeans <--- look there.. I don't feel like telling you.
Back to the task at hand.
Jeans. They come in many sizes, shapes, colours, and styles. I like jeans. You like jeans. We all like jeans. Let's keep wearing them.
That said, feel free to judge me based on my jeans.
Seeing as how there are so many options associated with jeans, it shouldn't be hard to find ones suited to each individuals personality. Allow judgement.. or get new jeans.

Emily, OUT!

The French Canadian National Anthem, Nose-Pickers, and OCD

Recently it was brought to my attention that the french version of our wonderful national anthem is nothing like the english version. We all know the english.. if you don't know it, check out my last note.. but here's the french version translated into english:

O Canada! Land of our forefathers
Your brow is wreathed with glorious garlands!
Though your arm knows how to bear the sword,
It knows how to bear the cross!
Your history is an epic
Of the most brilliant feats.
And your valour, in faith steeped,
Will protect our homes and our rights;
Will protect our homes and our rights.

That being said.. I like it better. It makes more sense, and it's much more.. I don't know. Anyway, that is that and I haven't much else to say about it... now onto the next thing.

I was at work yesterday and was reminded quite openly of a habit we've come to known as nose picking (or the picking of one's nose). A man, upon ordering a coffee and then coming to get a refill, took a seat in a booth. Nothing too unusual about this event.. except maybe that two hours later, he was still occupying the same booth.. fast asleep with his finger up his nose. I watched for a few minutes as he moved his finger, clearly digging for gold. If you were there, you would've laughed too. At any rate, he left a short while later, and left us a tip which nobody wanted to touch which brings me to this: We touch money and we truly do not know where it's been. This is gross. All you OCD folk out there, this one's for you.. don't touch the money.. the guy handing it to you probably got it from the guy picking his nose.. or somewhere else best left unknown.