The Best Season...

I love fall. Makes me want to buy school supplies. I would send you all bouquets of newly sharpened pencils if I knew your names and addresses.

For lack of a better post...I celebrate the season.

Three times a bridesmaid...

...never a bride. Let's hope friends that this saying is not true. Because I got asked to be a bridesmaid for a very dear friend. Joanna Epp - my longtime friend asked me to be in her wedding party. I feel very honoured. It's a little strange - kind of the first peer. And yet, I am so excited to be with her in this next big step of her life.

Goodbye Summer....

My new campus.

I think it turned out to be an unexpectedly pleasant summer. From fun adventures, to the start of this silly blog, working at Novacom with the one and only Lavonne Neville, about FOUR capernwray visits, and the finale in San Fran. It was good friends, and now it's back to the books.

And what better place to do it than a new school? Yes, I just can't get enough of new things. So I started Trinity Western University in beautiful Langley, BC. This school has already blown me away. While I am aware that I am still in the honeymoon phase, I am pretty sure this whole expierence has ALREADY beaten Kwantlen University College. They basically help you do everything, from textbooks to Commuter lounges. I already signed on the dotted line, and I am in the "community". I am kind of scared (maybe because THAT word has been grossly overused by the Christian subculture?) and also very excited. I have been a waiting a long time for this.

And I think after this, I will basically never escape from the Christian "circle" even if I wanted to. So far I have seen - 2 christian school friends, 2 white rock people, 1 Kelsey's man, 2 camp people, 2 friends of a friend, and of course the beloved Peace Portalers. Pretty mental, and also fantastic at the same time.

For the final kicker, I went to the Soccer game last night (pun intended). It's official - for the time being:

I am a Trin-keen.

Not just another burger....

Just one photo I forgot. Joanna & I at In and Out Burger. You can tell by the photo that I am pretty keen to be there. Mmmm.....

The Coffee Mates...

Last weekend, I went to San Fransisco, and these are the ladies I saw. It's actually kind of hard to believe. For five days, I was surrounded by the vibrant, bold, confident and beautiful personalities of women that I love. There was gushing, laughing, talking...all of it. I think the whole weekend is probably summed up in a quote by Aimee Fagent (caution: this is not verbatim)

"I know that when I meet up with these girls, I am going to laugh my hardest and cry my hardest"

We did both - and it was incredible. I am so glad I know these women.

Laugh it up....
Yeaaaahhh......

I promise you -thats a plant behind my head. And yes we do look amazing.
An Irish pub, with live music and some guiness. Uh huh. That all happened.

Steph and I are so good at these shots.

Goodbye in Sbux - how fitting.

Light Conversation....

Today I bid farewell to the degrading "N" sign forever. Yes, I have not been displaying for the past year. But the point is, I don't HAVE TO anymore. I passed my road test! Yay! And now some small ancedotes about the expierence:

- There we are starting my test, of course I am nervous and the exmainer (a French-Italian who moved to Canada...ya I know...awesome) tells me to pull over the car. He says "you have been driving for four years, so I know you can do it, but you are just nervous - would some "light conversation" help you?". Yes, he actually said that. And yes, we did have light conversation for the rest of test. "Where do you work?" "Do you live at home?" and the kicker "How do you feel about our neighbours to the South". And he sure had an opnion on that one. So we get back to ICBC, and I am SURE that he had given up on me passing, and had decided that he might has well have a nice conversation. Thank goodness I was wrong. Don't let anyone tell you that conversational skills don't come in handy.

- After we had already left the car and starting walking into the ICBC building, he stops me and says "Be careful with your wide turns". And he proceeds to tell me that once a student of his made a wide turn, panicked and drove into oncoming traffic - and he almost died. Some slick guy outside was listening and having a smoke. He aksed me if I passed, and inside proceeded to hit on me. Who goes to the DMV to hit on girls? This guy.

- And finally - when I went to go get my picture, my French/Italian asks me if I want a new photo. Of course, I say yes (half the reason why a person GOES to renew their liscence). He says he thinks mine is ok. He proceeds to ask the hot examiner, who looks at my picture, looks up at me. "Solid" - thats all he said, and walked away.

That's all folks - hope you enjoyed my surburban tale of the DMV.