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Wednesday, August 03, 2005
Do you remember the time I watched the strippers at the palladium tonight and it was funny and really fucking funny. I think there was a straight guy too... but the penis we saw was definitely gay. This time there were girls too. It was bizzar. there was cunt rubbing and my friends think I'm gay because I eat organic peanut butter. But now I have to go harrass someone and start my homework because in 7 hours I have to present 3 times and study and shop and packa nd study for my written tests on Friday. Fuck I hope I get up. If I miss anymore time or fail more I have to pay thinkgs back and all I have left is cab money to get to the airport. I think it would be nice if whoever picks me up at the airport brings me flowers (the nice kind) and buys me hot chocolate on tim horton's. Guys', I'm drunk. XOX.
posted by Alison at 10:16 PM
Saturday, July 30, 2005
I know I've been neglecting you dear friend. I'm very sorry. I've veen busy.
Today I went canoeing in the Jack Cartier. Equipe "Leche ma fesse chienne" (AKA me and Tara) kicked and licked some serious ass. Equipe Toight (Julia and Daphne) also get an honourable mention for excellence in the area of canoeing. It started out really fun and embarassing (if there are two R's, leave a comment and let me know). Tara and I (two people fairly new to the art of canoing started out backwards in the canoe and turned many many circles and got stuck on gravel very early on. BUT we were given a little lesson on how to hold a paddle, and on how to steer a canoe. Mind you, these lessons were in French, but we understood much of it, eventually got ourselves situated properly in the canoe, and we were off. Last. DEAD last. One of the animateurs (French camp counselors) stayed behind us in a kayak to help us through some rough waters, which we were very shocked to learn WERE NOT EVEN RAPIDS. - I'm gonna break from the story for a second to describe a very important detail: The animateur who stayed behind was Vincent. My sexy night-in-shining-kayak who I think enjoyed saving us... I have a picture of him with no shirt on... to come later - So Tara and I decided that we would skip the rapids in favour of carrying our canoe on land passed the rapids. BUT then we got there and realized it would be hard to carry the canoe, so we decided to brave the rapids and tried not to cry. Vincent told us to wait and he would go behond us to give us directions. I really think he liked being our hero and we were faily fond of it as well. So anyway, we made it and nobody died. We did hit a rock and get turned around backwards, but we got righted and made it out just fine. I trembled a lot. On the next rapid we had no hero. We had ourselves fully prepared to fall out of the canoe. We were gonna guarde our souris, hold on to our paddles and keep the "lazy boy" position. All was well. I actually think we were one of the best canoes. Not only did we not tip, but we made it through perfectly and without trembles. I was happy. Even though they were only class 2 rapids, it was quite a feat for two fesse-leching chicks who started that day not knowing what way a canoe should face. So anyway, to make a long story even longer, Tara is now an expert motor/roche-spotter, I can steer a canoe like nobody's business, and I didn't die or break my paddle.
Tonight we're spending the whole night in the city. We're starting with bars/drinking/bad dancing, then moving on to watch the sun rise while siting on St. John's Gate, then breakfast at Le Cochon Dingue. Hopefully I will, at some point, work on all of my presentations and study for French-camp-finals... Or sleep... Or somehow get another picture of Vincent with no shirt on.
posted by Alison at 2:15 PM
Tuesday, July 12, 2005
Ce son't mes photos:
http://photos.yahoo.com/alisonpotato
posted by Alison at 4:00 AM
Sunday, July 10, 2005
Bon Soir! Quebec is as beautiful and fun as I remembered, but I'm still quite homesick. I've met some fun girls though (Julia, Kathleen, Tara, Daphne and Jenn) as well as lots of other fun people too. My classes are much harder this time around and I'm thinking of taking another stab at my homework after I post this.
Okay, I'm gonna give a run-down of what my week has included:
I arrived last Sunday and promplty met most of the above mentioned girls.
Monday we wrote our placement test and followed it with drunkeness and boy-hunting. I did my first shot of flaming sambuca. It was neat and hurt my lungs.
Tuesday I discovered that I was placed in Intermediaire A, but after an interview and written test my instructor boosted me to B (which I'm regretting right now as it seemes much harder).
Wednesday we started classes and the likes and I bought tickets to go to a maple syrup house and white water rafting.
Thursday eveing was the "sugar shack" which was fun and flirty. I ate a lot of sugar and felt very ill.
Friday I went shopping at SIMONS! YAY! But Julia and I went to bed early because we had to leave for rafting very early.
Saturday started with rafting which was AMAZING. I actually can't believe that I did it. It was so dangerous, but fun. We jumped into rapids and jumped off a cliff and I hurt my foot and we flipped our raft. It was all very unlike me and it was the best $45 spent. Rafting was followed by a nap and later by massive alcohol consumption which led to me making an ass of myself and having an aweful hangover today.
As well as a hangover I have laryngitis and I'm sore all over from rafting (still well worth it). So today hasn't been an alltogether awesome day since I'm quite homesick today too and already missing Quebec (I leave in 3.5 weeks).
And of course there is the usual drama that follows me everywhere I go (which I'm over-reacting over, but would really appreciate some talkage with the girls who know me best).
So that's my first week in Quebec (in a nutshell).
xox
posted by Alison at 5:14 PM
Sunday, July 03, 2005
Hello from Quebec City! I got here safe and sound and barely cried at all this time, although I am unbelievably homesick. My own internet apparently won`t be set up for a few days and I was counting on messenger to keep me sane while I`m away. Anyway, I`m gonna run because i have a BBQ to get to and some cool chicks I just met to hang out with. Think of me in your dreams and send me pictures.
posted by Alison at 3:19 PM
Saturday, July 02, 2005
ONE more sleep before Quebec. In fact, at this time tomorrow I'll be in Montreal waiting for a plane. Unfortunately most of today will be spent searching for my lost lady pin and packing.
Yesterday was very very fun. Canada Day is by FAR my favorite holiday Thank you Moira and Chris and Jon for having people over to your place. Excellent hospitality. Also thank you everybody who was fun (i think that was everybody). I'm not even sure about everything that happened yesterday, but my day started off quite early with a bottle of Baby Canadian and ended quite late. But it isn't late anymore so I should really be starting my day now.
posted by Alison at 6:27 AM
Tuesday, June 28, 2005
5 more sleeps until Quebec. I don't want to go anymore.
Yesterday was probably one of the best days of my life. I spent about 12 hours with my two best friends and NOT ONCE did we kill each other. I don't even think we got snappy or sassy with each other. We shopped, walked, drank booze and ate babies. It really was great. And then my night went on to even greater greatness and I woke up and had a great morning.
I had a weird dream that I was walking around all day in my bra and at the end of the day somebody pointed out to me that my nipple was out. I was so embarrassed. Everybody saw my nipple. I wonder what that means...
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