blog it up take 2.

a new day and a new computer.

well, as i started to say yesterday when i was rudely interrupted, the reason i decided to write in my blog yesterday was because pat told me to. he was going to class and i was left alone. as he was walking away, he suggested i "foose it up" at my reluctant "eenh.." he suggested i "blog it up" to which i said "okay". now im sure you are all just as enthralled about this conversation as i was.

the other day i was sitting at the dinner table and my mom mentioned to my dad that she checked out realstate during the day but didnt seem to find uch of interest. confused, i asked why she was looking at that. as it turns out, my parents are thinking of movie AGAIN. for the same reason actually... to clarify, a few years ago, they looked into this and finding no house of interest and bought a lot instead with intentions of designing and building a house to their liking. i was a nice lot. about an acre, wooded... nice place really. then they realised that building a house takes alot of organisation and money. so they sold the lot. the reason for all of this is a little complicated. we've been planning to renovate the kitchen. now if we do what my parents plan to, well be taking out a wall, putting in a substantial amount of extra windows, replacing the cubbords and refloring. there is also talk of hard wood floor in the rest of the downstairs part of the house. this is where things get a little technical. our house is one of the biggest on the street. now because of this, it's value can never get much beyond that of the other houses around it, no matter how much money is put into it. now if we were to invest in this (and it's quite the investment) then we'd essentially just be losing all the money put into it when we move (ie we me and my brother move out and my parents are left with a big empty house). that and the neighbourhood has gotten quite a bit more suburban since we moved in. it's noisy, busy and my mom has this ambition of living like a hermit or something. anyways, she wants to move somewhere like chelsea. so apparently it would be more worth our while to move to a nice house that already has everything we want in it or at least has better potential with renovations.

now none of this will happen soon, if at all. it's all just speculation. it doesnt help that my parents seems to refuse to see a realestate agent. apparently they insist on showing you homes that arent anything near what you want. (they learnt this last time). im not quite sure how i feel about all of this. i was never one to be afraid of change. i always get excited when something new happens although i may not think the same way after. but i look at all the things about my house that i love, my backyard mostly, but my basement and the living room to. im not really all that attached to my room though... in the lng run, i dont know how ill feel about living in the boonies somewhere... ill enjoy the peacefyulness in the summer, thats for sure. if i get my drivers liscense it wouldnt be so bad. i could even guilt trip my parents into lending me the car.

speaking of my backyard... this was about a few months ago that this happened. it was right after a fresh snowfall. i was sitting at the kitchen table one morning. either it was the weekend or during christmas break because it was full sunshine. so yeah, it was bright and sunny and there was perfect fluffy snow everywhere. there were a bunch of little chickadees at the birdfeeder and sitting in the ceaders. a ligth wind blew a fine powder of snow off the trees and it just kind of SLOWLY fell to the ground, almost like it was just hanging midair. the sun made the sun sparkle. picture it: snowy landscape, little birds, sunshine, sparkly snow hanging in the air.... i was going to entitle this : "call disney and tell them to come pick up their landscape." you know the expression picture perfect? based on moments like these. i was between wonder and absolute disgust at the sheer percfectness of it all.

hmm... what else did i have to talk about... oh yeah, i talked to my mom who then brought it uo with my dad who then brought it up with me about changing programs. amazingly, my dad seemed more okay with the idea then my mom, i thought it would be the opposite. not to say that my mom was against it. she just thinks that i might enjoy it more once i get to university in something more specific to what i like. that might be true. either way, i dont know what im going to do. neither one seems to be the definate right anwser. for now, im just going to concentrate on doing well this semester.

im trying not to skip any classes. its hard but... im trying. the problem is that the two days where i actually catch the bus and dont get a ride in, i usually miss the bus and usually end up missing my first class. and this, for some reason, alwasy happens on thursday so i always miss mechanics. which means im learning very little on that front. i just have to catch up, thats all... which isnt going to happen with me sitting here so... in closing... SHAZZAM