It must have been love, but it's ovvvvvverrrrrrrr nowwwwww!!

Today is Blue Monday, the most depressing day of the year.
I was actually feeling kind of shitty today UNTIL I HEARD THAT!
For some reason if I know I'm supposed to be feeling sad, and that other people are feeling sad, I feel happier.
That's pretty weird huh.
I guess other people's misery makes me joyful what can I say I'm psychotic!
Speaking of psychotic, I LOVE Black Swan so much. I think about it all the time.
When I first saw it I thought, Ok so I love ballet.
But then I was like, noooooo it's not really ballet I love.
So then I was like, well, I guess I love Natalie Portman.
But then I was like nooooo it's not her I love.
And now I realize what it is I love -
The CRAZY.
The amount of crazy in that movie is overwhelmingly excellent!
I thoroughly enjoy psycho-ness. It gets my gears goin'.
That's why I like American Psycho so badly too.
So yeah, go team insane!

In other news, I am enrolling in my IFC! The Investment Funds in Canada course! I get to have my Mutual Funds liscence!!!!
Look at how excited I am, demonstrated through my excessive use of exclamation marks!!!
TD is paying for it for me. It's 350 buck-a-roos too! I had better pass!

I've decided I NEED a job downtown ASAP! This is because I've come to the conclusion that I will have to live down there at least for a while (until I can afford a mortgage in the burbs) so I might as well get used to it.
Maybe I'll like the city and decide to stay there forever and make fun of my friends who live in suburbia and drive nice cars and have pretty back yards. We'll see.

I decorated my calendar very sparely for January to symbolize new year no clutter month. It's worked out well so far. I enjoy looking at January and seeing order and clarity.
January:
I needed to put ONE thing on it that sparkles though:

February is a different story of course:

Some highlights:


It's the month of love and my TWENTY FIFTH FUCKING BIRTHDAY HOLLLLYYYY SHIIIIIIIITTTT!! I'm going to be a quarter of a century old. That's fucking old. I don't want to go on a birthday rant right now. I'll save that for a post closer to dooms day. But here's a pretty picture of it:


Speaking of gay shit. Matt got SOOOooooOOo mad at me for putting glow in the dark sparkle stars on my Mac monitor. I did it anyways. Rebel.


I have started a "lookbook." It consists of pretty pictures I like in magazines that I messily cut out and glue in a scrapbook. Details to follow.

I'm dunzo!

Happy Blue Monday! FROWN!!

Quote of the Day:
"So pink so pretty"
-Nina Sayers (Black Swan)

All I could do is put a seashell to your ear.

So I got the job. I am now a customer service representative at TD bank.

YAY.

I don't start until the 3rd week of February.

The process of getting employment at a bank is ridiculously long and tedious, but (hopefully) worth it.

I now have to buy some adult clothing, such as dress pants and skirts. I have googled "how to dress for work" quite a bit in the last little while. I read an article in the new york times today that said pantsuits were the ugliest thing a woman could wear and were unfeminine. I disagree and want to punch the writer of the article (who was a women, fyi).

Women are so mean to each other. Every single woman I know hates on other women at least once a day ( I am not an exception to this observation).

It's sad.

On a more positive note, my school might go on strike.

Side note: Obviously the above statement was meant to be sarcastic, as it is not a positive thing (for me, at least) for my school to go on strike. Which leads me to something one of my professors said today in class. She is an extremely intelligent lady who I really respect and like to learn from, and I feel like she's an adult who I can aspire to be like. Anyways, today she said that she hates sarcasm and never uses it because it is negative and always puts someone or something down in it's process. Now as many people know, I LOVE to be sarcastic. I love it when other people are sarcastic (for the most part and only if done right). But she made me seriously question my desire to use sarcasm. Is it negative? Does it bring on negative consequences and lead to other bad things? I'm going to think about this, read some stuff about what other people think about sarcasm and get back to you (you being myself on my blog LOLz).

(I'm really into brackets tonight)

What was my point?

My school!

I went to York last year and in my last year at university, they went on strike for I think like 2 months. During this time I was very productive. I watched every single episode of 4 seasons of criminal minds at least twice, and learned the entire choreography to Beyonce's single ladies (would not recommend this - very difficult/exhausting and end result will be completely ridiculous if you're not Beyonce).

And now I go to college (because there's not much one can do with a bachelors degree in sociology) for one year, and in that one year there will most likely be a strike.

point: strikes suck.

Today my teacher told us she would give us her personal email and if we had questions about the material during the strike we could ask her. Then some guy yelled SCAB really loudly and everyone laughed and I could tell she was so embarrassed she wanted to cry and I wanted to cry with her because I felt so bad for her to have to teach fucking assholes like us when she has such an obvious burning desire to genuinely help students learn.

I like teachers like her.

But she is a scab.

I am turning 24 in 4 days. I feel lots of things about this, none that I can articulate or feel like sharing.

But I will share that I feel like 24 is going to be a great year for me.

I don't know what to do for my birthday.

This is the worst entry I've ever written.

I blame lack of sarcasm and over-use of real feelings.

Quote of the Day:

I am a kind of paranoiac in reverse.

I suspect people of plotting to make me happy.

- J.D Salinger

Picture of the Day:

Kelli tagged me in this on facebook recently. It was taken at the biodome in Montreal.

End note:

I love M. Ward.