For my women’s studies paper, the topic I chose was haute couture. Now I knew that the club itself was facinating, after seeing a documentary about it quite a while ago on the CBC. But what I didn’t really know was how facinating the numerous fashion houses of Chanel, Dolce and Gabbana, Yves Saint Laurent, ect. were so facinating in themselves! Like the head designer of Chanel (Karl Lagerfeld) is facinateing person himself! I mean the way not only the people in the haute couture club worship him like a god, but anyone who’s associated with high fashion! It’s amazing! I’ve discovered that high fashion is far more than that rather expensive bag, it’s an entire world!
I’ve learned that sometimes a guy you happen to like and act that the feeling is mutual will decide that the idea of persuing you is far too much work and make you do it all.
I’ve learned that this is the moment where you refer to him as a patriarchal so and so and toss him aside and say “I don’t care”. I’ve learned that sometimes the highlight of your day is reading cheap smut and checking out the cute guy who’s working on a filming project at school and I’m ok with that. The view is rather nice after all.
I’ve learned that sometimes the best thing to do in a day is gossip with the girlies and peruse through random blogs while watching MASH and drinking a glass of ginger-ale.
Yes it’s not the most exciting thing to do in a day but it’s better than tearing my hair out over some dude who’s clearly lost interest in me. And I don’t care!
I still don’t know how to make small talk that isn’t awkward. I still don’t know how to graciously receive gifts. I still don’t know how to talk to cute boys without getting nervous and saying odd things. I still can’t parallel park very well. I still can’t consistently cook good rice. I still have troubles getting up the nerves to call people. I still think about you much more than I should. I still care what people think about me.
I’m growing up. I’m still learning. I’m figuring out how this all works. But I’m still not there yet.
This spoke to me months ago when I first saw it, and it still does, maybe even more now that I’m living on my own-or almost own-you know what I mean.
Well, so far I’m attempting to really embrace my role as a poor student who is always looking for free money by applying for scholarships. I was inspired by Miss Kamilah, who is always filling out applications. So I figured, I really should too. Seeing as I’m not big on being up to my eyeballs in debt and would much rather be up to my armpits.
I have also started to do some research for my Women’s Studies paper (now that I actually have a topic) and tomorrow I am going to try and tackle my Rotaract to do list and start my anthropology take-home mid-term (fun fun!).
Last weekend was awesome! I had some pretty awesome roomates at the YAC meeting and we seemed to gel rather well. I like gelling. I also rather liked our accomadation for the weekend, which was the Little Slocan Lodge, about 15 minutes from Slocan BC. It was up logging road, where there was no cell phone service, or internet. Which was awesome I must say! I rather like being able to fully walk away from my cell phone because it simply doesn’t work. This is because this opened up the opportunity to go out for a walk in the snow, in my pjs with Emily and explore our surroundings. This was great fun! Especially coming back into the now toasty warm lodge and find hot coffee and Coco Comino hot chocolate waiting and the smell of breakfast cooking, along with the friendly faces of the people that run it.
My mom has always said that we live in our own little piece of heaven and I always believed her. But since joining the YAC I’m discovering that that statement is becoming truer everyday. I’m really looking forward to discovering more of my backyard, my beautiful Columbia Basin that I call home (mushy I know, but it works haha).