All I do is party

Fully operational

I am totally over my love for Dane Cook, but this bit came to mind today when I was talking about the single life.

When you don't have love, it's like there's a party going on, and everybody was invited, except for you. And you just happened to be walking by that house in the rain... (sigh) "I wasn't invited to this party." But then, once you're IN love, that's like being inside that party, going "Where's my jacket? I wanna get outta here. Where's my jacket? I have been to this party six years and I wanna see other parties! Where's my jacket?"

I don't know which side of the party I like being on.

I feel you creepin, I can see you in my shadow

Friday night I went to the regional Coors Light Mystery Mansion with my friend Natalie and 25 boys (a few Lacrosse friends and then their other friends). It was the biggest sausage fest of life. Probably a ratio of like 12 boys to every 1 girl. Not a bad deal though, free beer and food all night. I ended up walking away with a free hat, cooler, and gym bag as well. And Skratch was the DJ, doesn't get much better than that.

Saturday night I hit up my friend Ranga and Devin's party. Didn't know many people, but still had a good time. I dragged my roommate with me so I had someone to talk to all night. And there was a cute boy who smiled at me. All in all a success, haha.

Tonight I'm watching Up! with Carlye and studying for my Nutrition quiz on Monday. Blahhh.

Baby got back, that's baby back ribs

I haven't felt creative in a long time. Although it isn't exam time yet and that's typically when inspiration strikes. But here's one of my old favorites.

She got my cardiovascular system on overdrive, baby
Makin’ me think I got a psychopathlogy
An anxiety disorder would explain a lot
Like why when she’s around I feel like I been shot
Sympathetic nervous system really takin’ over
Just wanna tell her, that I really love ‘er

Almost wishin’ I was going into cardiac arrest
Hopin’ she’d perform CPR on my chest
Keep me alive girl, keep things from going south
Oh, wait, I think I’m gonna need mouth to mouth
Come on baby, press down on my sternum
Get my heart started, got me sayin’ dayummmn

This girl’s so fine, considered giving her a Rock
If it was made of sugar, it’d cause diabetic shock
But my baby’s healthy, she’s a perfect specimen
Just wanna take her home and show her to my love den
Baby, you’re my double helix and you know what that means
I’ll be your DNA helicase and help unzip your jeans

Girl you make my heart beat so fast I wanna vomit
Definitely over the average 72 beats a minute
Hold me baby, palpate my anatomical landmarks
Biggest in town, now that’s a trademark
I’m gonna end this rap, girl, let me explain
It’s hard to think with the lack of blood in my brain

Don't, don't you want me?

I am very breakupable. New word. Apparently I am an amazing person, just not for everyone. Or him. He really likes me, his friends really like me, but it can't work out. I can't grow up to be a spinster... I'm allergic to cats.

Will you love me forever?

I have the "worst ear infection" my doctor has ever seen. She literally gasped when she looked in my ear today. I don't know whether to be horrified or proud.

Kind of leaning toward proud.

It may mean nothing to y'all

Went to see The Blind Side tonight with my roommate and her friends. If you haven't heard of the movie you should check it out. It's the story of Michael Oher, a football player who seriously beat the odds; crack-addicted mother, murdered absent father, homeless/in and out of foster care, etc. It is HEART-WRENCHING. I laughed, I cried... it was a really good movie.

Your clever eyes could easily disguise

I was quoted in a news article about the Life Sciences Center (LSC) at Dalhousie. Check it out here, written by a fellow-Dal student and friend, Hilary Beaumont.

Baby, don't worry, you are my only

Does anyone else have an uncle that offers to kill their romantic interests if they are unsatisfactory?

Oh, it is just me.

Oooh what you say, what you say

I found out today that I am fortunate enough to have found someone that I can have a mini freakout on and instead of running for the hills all he says is "You're a weirdo." This seems mean, but in the context it was probably the nicest thing he could have said.

I'm never going to give you up, never going to

I think a large part of my generally high level of anxiety stems from the fact that I analyze things to a degree that is unhealthy. Knowing this, however, doesn't seem to help cope with it. Unfortunate.

Generally I am a happy camper though.

Monday marked two anniversaries: A week of being broken up with my boyfriend of 2 years and 8 months and a year of being on antidepressants. I won't lie, there was no celebration, cake, or cards. Didn't really seem like one of those anniversaries, haha.

The life lessons are coming in droves.

I believe in a thing called love

Last night marked by debut into the realm of kareoke:

bounce low, bounce low

Last night was the Kine Ball. It's nice to have a reason to get dressed up.

And here's my date.

I'm probably the happiest I've been in a long time.

You lie, You lie, whatchadoin boy?

This song came on a free mix from iTunes and I have fallen in love with it:

N.A.S.A. has some pretty messed up videos. Check out Whatchadoin if you need further proof.

I'm known for runnin' my mouth, I can't be accountable for what comes out

I'ma make the news, be on at seven

I somehow managed to look sad while smiling and holding the Telus Cup.

When y'all on ten I'm on eleven

We beat St. FX in the lax championship on Sunday 8-6 to capture the Telus Cup. Pretty unbelievable game.

I can't stop partying

Championship weekend starts this Saturday for lacrosse. Hard to believe the season is over. I'll miss the team, but I sure won't miss sitting outside in the cold while they practice.

Halloween was fun. I went as Minnie Mouse and got really drunk, leading to puking my guts up in Sackville on the way to a Lax game at UNB.