Chasing Stephen Harper

Here comes Film Fest!Lisgar's first Film fest is tomorrow night at 7. I am so excited, even though I am in no way involved in any of the films. This makes me slightly sad, since I wanted to do something to help with Film fest, but didn't happen. Ah well. The submission include Urban Ninjas, Segregation in Three Parts, the artsiest one by far -- The other side of the Bean Stalk and Cribbed (SO funny). We've been able to see a few of the submissions in drama class. Today we saw a chunk of "Chasing Stephen Harper", a 50 min movie that's about 45 min longer than most of the other submissions. It's so funny. Props to Davis for being so funny as a girl in love with our conservative Prime Minister. Double props to Enoch for getting the idea.
I also sprained my ankle, which is sad. It won't heal, which could possibly be becasuse I am not wrapping it (don't know how) and won't use crutches because they exacerbate my carpal tunnel, which means I can't write and causes intense pain. Yeah. So it's still swollen and painful. Walking = not fun.
Yay shout out to all in Indiana who are done high school! Awesome guys! Meanwhile, I still have 2 years and 13 days of high school. :P
"I just don't understand why they don't see what a sexy man-beast Stepehn Harper is."

Voila Mike.
This is us at Easter on out way out for a walk as captured by Alex. Isn't he cute? :D 

Funboy has retreated into his tent

It's 10am and I am incredibly tired. Why am I even awake? I want to be sleeping still.
This would be because yesterday, I was up at 3:20am. This is because I had to be on a bus to Montreal at 4:30am. Yay! My first rowing regatta.

Well, that's a big lie. Last weekend I was on a bus at 5am to Brockville for a regatta there. That regatta was unfortunately cancelled after we had been there, waiting for an hour. I caled my parents at 7am to tell them that the regatta was cancelled and they were asleep. It was funny; I'd been up so long I had forgotten it was so early.

So yeah, that one was cancelled because there was east winds on the St Laurence where we were racing, and that makes for all kind of nasty waves, so the Montreal regatta was our first regatta.

I was raining, again. It's bee raining all week. We tried to find some room to sit inside the big, comfy boathouse (it's so nice since it's on the Montreal basin, where the Olympic races were), but there was no room. So Jake, our wondeful Funboy, set up the coolest tent city ever against a wall of the boathouse. Lisgar is the team that loses almost every race (unless Osgoode is competing. Then they lose) but even though we lose so much, we are the loudest team in terms of cheering. And the other teams all had to walk past our tent city to get to their little spot under the overhang and they we sooo jealous of us. :P

So I was in two races - Junior women's 8 (as in, 8 people in the boat) and the Junior women's 4. The 8 didn't go so well. Our stroke seat (the one who sets how fast we row -- important job) had the thing that holds her feet fall off, and people lost seats... not good. We came last, a la Lisgar usual and I wasn't tired at all, even after rowing 2 km up to the start and rowing 2km in the race.

I then immidiately jumped into the 4, and realized I was the only novice in the boat. Yeah. Daunting. So we rowed 2km back up to the start and had the most amazing race. We went so hard. Our coxie, Sarah had these plans for ten hard strokes every 250 metres, but for the last km, we rowed hard the whole time, we kept telling our coxie to do another hard 20.

We ended up getting 3rd of 5. We were one of only two Lisgar boats that didn't get last (Osgoode doesn't count), and it was such an amazing row. It felt SO good.

And then I slept all afternoon in my sleeping bag :D

Play me a song to set me free..

I fell off the face of bloger for a while, but I'm back! Party. Get down.
I didn't think anyone was readong anymore, so I got lazy and stopped posting and reading blogs, but behold! I return. I will try a new idea with smaller idea posts, which will be less "I have to go write a WHOLE post that's worth posting. The result may be multiple miniposts a day, if I get time.

Ok, on to real news. I am currently soaking wet. Why? Rugby game was going to be in the rain, until the hardcore thunder and lightning kicked in for a bout 5 minutes and the other team was like "we're leaving." So the game was cancelled. Not like I was that sad about that; me and my feeling gross due to "women's troubles" and then my fun phobia on top of that. I'm glad we didn't get to play, I was soaked in 5 minutes of standing on the field.

Tomorrow morning, the rowing continues. It started this week, on Monday. Monday, Wednesday and Friday I'm at the Ottawa Rowing Club at 5am. w00t! Only sorta not. It sucks getting up and it being dark, and your cat looks so comfy still in bed... But then I get to the club and get the boats out and I'm so pumped. It's amazing. I love it. Intensly. Granted, I was not yet gotten on the water (monday's practed we rigged the boats and wednesday's the novices did dock side rowing to learn how to physically) but I'm all set for tomorrow morning when I will be *GRIN* in a boat!!! Eeee! Fun. I am excited.

Finally, I love Bell and Sebastian, a lot. Love love love. So much much much. They make me very happy. I also like the book I am currently reading, by Magaret Attwood (OMG! an Atwood novel that isn't boring!) Oryx and Crake. It's Mike's favourite book, so I took it out of the library to see what it was all about, and it's really good. SO GOOD. Read it, all of you. It's way better than the crap I have been reading (ie almost nothing). So I'm liking it.

Only dead fish go with the flow.