spooaahh

A female acquaintance is coming over any second to do spa demo thing for a line she's selling.

I turned off all the lights last night and lit a candle and thought about how on earth I could make more money.. fast.

And suddenly it dawned on me.. it was right under my nose. I'd thought of it before but I didn't think of all the synchronicity and how it would just make the most sense.

So I'm off to buy a better computer. Not a pillar, I hope, but I do have a secret desire to be able to play Half Life II and equivalent games on it.

I cleaned my room and parts of the house over the course of this 'weekend.' There's really good chi in here now and it looks spa-like enough for whatever procedure is about to happen......

Basic, cross body "switching sides", spot turn (lady to right), cross body (both hands hold & up, lady turn left), spot turn (lady to right, to unwind hand), cross body, cuddle, cuddle (arms up), she turns/he turns (3x lady, 2x man), helicopter (man), crossbody

basic
basic
rotate
basic
spot turn
rotate, lefthand turn
basic
turn lady
backhand turn man
turn lady
backhand turn man
turn lady
basic
cuddle lady
basic
cuddle lady arm up
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man helicopter arm turn
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rotate

holy fuck what a haircut blog

bitching about salsa lessons? LOL

tonite i ate 1 shroom and watched city of god.

the carpet wiggled a little bit and moving my arm has NEVER BEEN SO TRIPPY!!!

before that, a friend called to ask me to google what time virgin records closes. i couldn't find the website. i typed 'virgin records google' into google and then i laughed so hard i was crying and couldn't tell him what happened and i had to hang up..

city of god was disturbing.. very disturbing. but as equally disturbing 'the cook the __ his wife and her lover' (i forget the exact name)

bleh
its late and i have to work in 7 hours

and

i'm sick

>.< basic, and basic

I'm taking Salsa lessons. Tonight, my second lesson, was so very frustrating. Most of the people in my class have gone over 5-6 times.. add to the fact I'm not very spatially coordinated and you get a case of me stomping over toes and wanting to cry.

We have to rotate so we dance with a different partner every few minutes. Some of the guys are helpful and try to show me what to do. Others TRY to be helpful.. I guess. But they get impatient and start yanking me around and commanding me to look them square in the face instead of watching how other people do the steps.. while they drip with sweat.. and it's ugh.. so frustrating.

I also tend to try and lead and being the girl I'm supposed to follow, be submissive, take smaller steps, look up, stand straight, put some weight into my steps. It's a real test in patience and being submissive. I wanted to kick some people in the balls so bad because they made me feel so bleh.

Especially Mr. Eastern European football player and Mr. Jewish or Eastern European Male Chauvinist Blockhead Pig.

LOL!!! And this is supposed to be a fun hobby!

My friend K is the best to dance with. We came home after and practiced for an hour. We're gonna practice an hour before Friday's lesson so the lesson goes a bit more smooth.

Status

Ten years ago, I:
1. Was playing pogs in my grade 7 teacher's class (whom we got fired because she didn't teach)
2. Was taking horsebackriding lessons
3. Was wearing Northern Getaway clothes

Five years ago, I:
1. Was into breakdancing
2. Thought highschool was a terrible waste of time (and it was)
3. Was dating Steve (ugh)

One year ago, I:
1. Moved away from home for good
2. Got 'let go' from my job for the first time ever (and i needed the $!)
3. Was at uni, taking a 'how to teach ESL' class.

So far this year, I:
1. Graduated and started working fulltime for the first time ever (yay!)
2. Moved 4 times (including back home for a month)
3. Have been able to start focusing on making other parts of my life more balanced and aestetically pleasing (before, it was all school-centred)

Today, I:
1. Passed my final road test
2. Took my dog for a walk in the woods
3. Spent $492 (on a sweater and pants, new hairdo and my license)

Tomorrow, I:
1. Will go downtown and spend more $ on clothes (I do things all in one fell swoop) 2. Will clean both washrooms and empty the compost
3. Will be anticipating salsa dancing Friday nite and Jay's party Sat. night

In one year, I shall:
1. Have paid off my student loan and be more financially stable
2. Have outlined how I'm starting my own business
3. Have become reaquainted with nature and renewed my allegiance to all things green

In five years, I shall:
1. Probably not be married with kids, but I wish!!!
2. Be running my own business
3. Be living in the country, and own a dog and some other pets. Or maybe be back in Romania.

Stuff

I'm SO thankful for ppl who influence me positively. Sitting here, I have a bag of opened caramel popcorn (landlord-inspired), incense (joel), and listened to really good music all day (Viscous Solid by Aeroc, thanks to Ross). My ipod is nicely protected (Ross), and the cords I'm wearing I bought based on Sera's zealous recommendation a year ago (super comfy). The candle holder I bought today is clear and simple, and my decorating style is becoming very minimalist and uncluttered (again, landlord, who is an artist with great taste-- I must tell him that more often).

I bought a huge foot and a half long candy necklace for Jay's belated birthday (coworker). I never woulda bought something so 'childlike' / silly / candyraver-inspired but Jay.. well you just gotta know him to gain an appreciation for such things. His desk at work is cluttered with toys and he's always wearing cool homemade jewelry and carrying 'phatty pipes.' The cold pressed Organika North Pacific Salmon oil at my foot is for my dad. I bought two jars, based on David's recommendation (he said he noticed his thought processes speed up after taking it), which I find pretty intriguing.

Everything is from someone, or acquired because of someone. If I didn't socialize or interact with people I would probably have some shitty assed stuff. Or maybe less stuff. Regardless, my stuff breathes 'people.'

Some of the 'stuff' isn't so tangible and materialistic though. My taste in music has been shaped predominantly by guys I've dated. If I want to get in someone's mind, I listen to their music. I guess that's why. I'm starting salsa lessons this Saturday, inspired by an acquaintance and new dance partner, Ken. I do situps and tan and keep out an empty plastic bag for waste when I'm cooking thanks to Joel. Every time I make a move I actually hear either Joel or my mom in my head advising me how I could conduct the task at hand more efficiently.

It gets annoying sometimes having a memory of someone brought up whenever I do something or use an item, but in general, I'm happy to be a non-island man.