Learn Somethin New

I held a placenta today. In my midwifery class, it's fresh, not even 24 hours old, and the midwife just pulled it out of an ice cream tub (cherry frozen yogurt, HAH) and told us we could touch it. Now I was expecting it to smell like death or something but it didn't smell like anything, I still was on the verge of throwing up, because let's be honest, it's not the prettiest thing to look at, but once I touched it I was fascinated. To think that a baby was in there, a baby grew up in there, a baby grew up in there BECAUSE of the placenta, a human being who may become a president, a serial killer, or an economist, grew up in this blob of bloody tissue that I'm holding. It was incredibly complex but so simple at the same time. I was shocked at how heavy it was, apparently the placenta is 1/3rd of the weight of the baby, and the amniotic sac was very cool, there were 2 layers. But the best part was definitely the umbilical cord. As soon as I touched it I felt like I had touched the very bond between mother and child, it's so weird to think of it, but you are your mother, or rather she is you, you'll never be separated, because of the way that you, as a human, came to be born into this world.
Fucking trippy my friends.
Anyways, it all made me think of how badly I want to have children, and give birth, and also how very grateful I am for KP, who was only a bit older than I am now when she had me and the bro. Love you mom <3

The Dirty Old Town

Shane my love. A true punker.
Irish PRIDE (for the minute amount of Irish blood that I have, I am grateful).

Rotten cemetary rank with,
forgotten souls,
Ghosts of true melody dank with,
blushing coals,
Of the fire raked over,
Ashes,
Staining your fingers and tongue.

Sing Me To Sleep

All I want to do these days is sleep. I'm so tired. The ivory towers are crashing down all around me, eugh my ass is grass - thanks 3rd year. I don't understand how I breezed through first year, and even through second year with just a hint of effort, and a whole lotta bullshit. I guess the difference is this year, if I don't go to class I'm actually missing valuable information. But really, what is value. And what is the point of university? I should have gone to Algonquin, education there is a fucking joke (don't be offended Gonkers, it's true, my professor showed us the teaching mandates for Algonquin professors to instruct their students...hilarious shit, they have no faith in their students haha), whereas here it's like "If we confuse you enough and make up enough big words, you'll think we are wayyyy smarter than you and thus worth the thousands of dollars you are spending at this bullshit institution."
Like yesterday, yesterday I had to go to a speech by Laura Doan, who I'm sure is a smart lady, but who, I'm convinced, is full of shit because she actually said the word "historicity." SPEAK REAL PEOPLE LANGUAGE... god these assholes try soooo hard to outdo each other by using big words (which they claim are useful because they more specifically explain what they are trying to get at) but I doubt that they even know what these words mean half the time.
And the other half of the people who work at my uni are also idiots, they are being paid tons of money to manage my shit, and they can barely do a half-assed job of that without me nagging at them and begging them to get it done 50 million times.
I quite literally have lost count of all the times that I have been penalized and given ridiculous amounts of extra stress because my exchange program lady FUCKS SHIT UP. Bitches.
Anyways, I just keep telling myself that it will all be worth it when I'm waking up to warm weather and beaches every morning (well until I'm in res and then I'll just be waking up to brick walls, but outside those brick walls will be beaches and warm weather!).

Ignorance

Even when we were children things weren't that simple. We didn't know just how complicated they would get. No point in wishing to go back, only to go forwards.

You do not have a soul.
You are a soul.
You have a body.

Don't Ask Me Why, Don't Know

Chillin in bed listening to my Hair vinyl. Give me down to there - Hair! Shoulder length or longer. :)

Psych-Out

This weekend I watched the 1968 movie Psych Out. It's pretty damn awesome, the psychedelic style was intense, and you can almost smell incense while you watch it.
I also decided to hang some scarves from Afghanistan above my bed, I miss having a canopy but I'm not a princess and am far too old to pretend so this is kind of the closest I can get to curtaining my bed.

When the moon is in the 7th house

If I could only wear one kind of shoe for the rest of my life it would be wedges. Chunky, clunky, funky, punky, spunky, monkey, sexy wedges. Oh yesssss these are the shoes I love.
Walk on blocks.

You Say You Want A Revolution

Mmm, hooked up my record player to the huge ass speakers again and dusted off my vinyls :) Sooo pleased with life. Also have been burning disgusting amounts of incense while listening to said vinyls, it's just better that way. Healthier for your head :)

Pink scoop-neck sweater (San Fransisco), mauve tulip miniskirt (Urban Outfitters), black leggings ($18 Smart Set), black leather flat boots ($12 Value Village), mustard yellow bag (Winners), black and purple long necklace (Xmas present), Guess watch, pink empire crystal ring with swarovski crystal band (birthday present from Nanny).

Tapestry

I love this dress! It's Gabby's, from our clothing exchange, and it's a cream coloured knit babydoll type sweater dress, KP just hemmed it with iron-on lazy people's hemming solution, and now it's more tunic-y, since I'll only wear it with leggings. I'm wearing it with jeggings from Smart Set and my black leather boots ($12 Value Village). The necklace is something my parents brought back for me from Fiji, it's wood and stone, and my bracelet is a clear lucite bangle with a yellow and orange feathery thing trapped inside it (Le Chateau). The mustard yellow and brass purse is from Winners.
I also wore this cream knit dress with greyish brown wool tights from Walmart, the same black leather boots, a wooden bangle and KP's black chunky stone necklace and her brown leather Carriage watch.

Swiss Miss

Thanksgiving yesterday was awesome, boyfriend came, and we boycotted family since apparently all we throw are shallow family gatherings, and hosted turkey dinner for the family we made by choice :) It was awesome, we had amazing appetizers and hung out in the backyard, drinking and eating by the fire in the gazebo, then we moved inside for more drinking and our turkey feast. The finished the evening with more drinking and eating dessert, and playing Cranium and Taboo. I really did have fun and am thankful for all the amazing people in my life, and the laughter that we share.
This outfit is my black leather boots ($12 Value Village), jeggings ($18 Smart Set), Grey cowl neck sweater tunic (Winners) and my white Guess watch ($$$ :) ).

You are a champion in their eyes

Last night the boyfriend and I went shopping after work and hung out in the pet store. It makes me so depressed because the animals are mistreated in there, and I also want to take them all home with me so they can run wild and free in the animal kingdom that my house would become. Ah wishful thinking. I made boy dinner last night, and I must say I'm very pleased with my culinary talent. I didn't use a recipe at all, just asked my mom for rough instructions and ingredients for Chicken Divan:
2 chicken breasts
broccoli florets
cream of chicken soup
mayonaise
curry
shredded cheese.
Cut the chicken into big hunks, and cook halway in a frying pan, steam broccoli. Mix the soup, mayo, and curry together. Put the chicken in a casserole dish, put the broccoli on top, dump the mixture over everything then top with shredded cheese and pop it in the oven for 20 minutes at 350. Yum :) I also served with bean salad.


This outfit is pretty summery but I saw the dress and HAD to have it, it reminds me of the dress that Carrie wears in SATC when she goes to Paris with the Russian, and goes to his art show instead of her party ... but in a less fancy/not haute couture way.
Turquoise Club Monaco dress ($10 Value Village), woven leather belt (Value Village), woven leather flats ($7 Value Village), broken Carriage watch (stolen from KP's dresser).

dino love

So thankful for my friends today (as I am every day). But it really is true, you never know what you've got until it's gone, or at least until you're in fear of it.
One of my besties was hit by a car yesterday and we were all really freaked out. She was fine and the driver was charged but she's got a broken hand and a whole lot of bumps and bruises. She's a little trooper though, and didn't cry or feel sorry for herself, although idk how she's doing it because I'd be sooooo upset!
Anyways, we all love her and her roommates are the perfect people to be sick/injured with because they are all so compassionate and understanding (and medical messes themselves :P).
So yes, today I'm extra grateful for all my friends and how not only do I love them more than life itself, but we all, as a group love each other, and that's how we get through these fucked up situations.

tomorrow never comes

girls on top.
charcoal.
vanilla & brown sugar body mist.
zebra print.
70's bush.
klimt .
houseplants.
unassisted birth.
purple feather pen.
sandalwood incense.
ovulation.
scraped knees.
gold paint.
steel water bottle.
free parking.
elephants.

Anti-choice = anti-woman

This morning, Ruth Lobo (a girl who I actually met a couple times last year) decided to set up her disgusting display of bullshit in Carleton U's quad (against the uni's permission). Thank god she and her anti-choice group were arrested and taken away.
As a feminist, a woman, a sexual being, and most of all as a HUMAN, I am so offended by her anti-woman campaign.
Abortion is controversial, no woman WANTS to have an abortion, but for some women it is the only viable option, and for those women who need to have abortions, they have the right to safe, healthy, non-judgemental treatment.

Now, I've never heard of any pro-choicers going crazy and hurting anyone, but I sure as hell have heard about pro-"lifers" (aka anti-choicers) who have murdered doctors who perform abortions, and other such acts.

AN ENORMOUS FUCK YOU TO ALL YOU IGNORANT ANTI-CHOICERS. All I can hope is that someday you'll enlighten yourselves as to the basic human right of freedom of choice.

Spread the love, the freedom and the choice :) Copulate, don't populate <3

They Just Seem a Little Weird

It's been a stressful week and a half, I've been overloaded with school work, reading, assignments, and missing classes .. oh and also getting sick. But the boyfriend came over and brought me roses, which was very sweet of him, and I've been getting more on top of things. Even though I've only gone to one class this week. Oops! Anyways, KP took me out for some retail therapy (never fails me) and I got some cute stuff.

Purple and gold studded dress (Value Village), black leggings which are super thick and not crazy tight .. so they look kind of silly but are very warm and look better with tunics than dresses ($20 Smart Set), Black studded motorcycle booties ($20 Ardene - thanks Mom).
And the coolest ring ever, sparkly ass Crocodile ring ($10 Smart Set).

Back to Work

This week I finally go back to work at the uni. I'm actually so excited, firstly because my job is really fun, my boss is very laid back and everyone I work with is hilarious and awesome, but mostly because I HAVE NO MONEY ... and an overdue credit card bill, and a $3000 flight to Australia to pay off. Ouch.
Blue and white floral button -down dress (Clothing Exchange), leather braided belt (Value Village), grey cropped sweater (Value Village), beige tweed flats (Aldo).

Don't Clam Jam Your Bitches

Another school outfit, it sucks sitting in a lecture for 6 hours a day, but I still made somewhat of an effort.
Grey slouchy booties ($60 Aldo), Paris Blues skinny jeans (Value Village), black and white striped off-the-shoulder t-shirt (Smart Set), studded wide belt (Smart Set). Dangly silver earrings.
Braids are back. But mostly because I'm too lazy to blow-dry.

Witch Burning

In my midwifery class (which is the coolest class ever, with the coolest prof teaching it) we watched a documentary about the witch hunt and burnings in the 18th century. This event was named the women's holocaust, as over 9 million women were tortured and burned at the stake for being "witches". These women were shamans, natural healers, midwives, widows, young girls, and even women who were seen "gathering with other women" or speaking to other women. Even an accusation would mean that a woman would be taken into jail, tortured three times(their torture was a public spectacle that the whole village could take part in) and then, if she didn't die of the agony inflicted upon her during torture, she'd be burnt at the stake, also a public spectacle. I could go on but this shit makes me sick to my stomach, and moreover, there is not a single monument dedicated to the carnage of these innocent women.

Furthermore, in the torture of women around the world, two days ago, a 16 year old girl coming home from a rave in BC was drugged, and gang raped by a group of young men, videos were taken and are now posted on the internet. I'm in mourning for this poor girl, and angry beyond belief at the world that this shit even happens. Society for the most part makes me sick and I'm disgusted to even be a part of it.

Sending hope and love to this poor girl, and all women.

Hollow Pewter

Venus Flytrap

I'm eating a chocolate vagina right now. Yeah, I said it. It's wonderful. Went to Mtl with the bitties last week, it was sort of a bust, didn't buy much, and we all got a bit riled up at eachother (or more like everyone got riled up and took it out on me) bleh. It was fun for the most part though.
Jacob jeans ($7 VV), black Garage tank top, black and white patterened sheer dress (Gabby's), studded bracelet, Seiko watch, grey slouchy booties ($60 Aldo).