Can someone cut me a new nose?

There are very few things in life that piss me off every day, and allrgies has got to be one of them. Peopole usually sympathize with allergy sufferers during the peak seasons, but for some reason, mine seem to bother me EVERY DAY. If it's not sneezing, it's an itchy nose and eyes, or constant stuffiness. In the winter when I'm not as bad, it's vasomotor rhinitis, which basically means that my nose runs everytime I go outside or back inside. Usually people can't wait to get home from work because they're exhausted or have an important date to go to. I can't wait to go blow my nose. I know that sounds gross, but I just thought I'd get that off my chest. I don't tend to sneeze as much as most people do, and I hardly get the runny sniffles. But for some reason my nose itches so much sometimes I wonder what would happen if I just ripped it off my head.

Today I was coming home from Toronto on a 2 hr bus ride, and the air conditioning was on full blast. This made my nose go crazy. And for some stupid reason I had forgotten to take some antihistamines with me. So I called ahead to my dad, who was supposed to be picking me up from the bus station to bring along everything he had...some pills, nasal spray, even some advil for the eventual headache that was probably going to happen. .....jump forward to 2 hours later. I've taken Reactine and Aerius within half an hour of each other. Only sneezed twice on the bus but itching driving me bonkers. We went out to eat dinner at a restaurant and I really felt bad for the people sitting at the table, having to watch me constantly rub my nose in an attempt to alleviate the itchiness. Not one to enjoy overmedicating myself, I toughed it out for another 2 hours before I finally gave in and took a THIRD antihistamine (Actifed) which miraculously cleared it up. Apparently my dad's friend has been taking it for 40 years. Gotta get me some of those.

On a totally unrelated note: How are you supposed to react when you hear your parent's mother say the word, "Penis" in public??

Have you ever watched a movie via telephone?

I have. My friend was watching the movie "Cellular" on the movie channel, which I don't get. She claimed over and over again how it was such a stupid movie, yet she couldn't stop watching it. Since I couldn't see what was going on she narrated the movie for me, along with a running commentary about how stupid it was....I guess you could technically "watch" a movie that way, with someone narrating and by using your imagination...but personally I think it takes too much brain power. Especially since I was watching Notting Hill at the same time.

"You know that guy, from this movie? What's his name? I think he's in a British film, and there's guns. I think he's in the sequel of that movie he did before"

"Wow, that was really suspenseful. And I'm not that easily suspendable."

Anyways, she missed the end of the movie so I'm making her rent it and watch it with me again so that we can BOTH say how stupid it is.

Heh?

Today I went to Dairy Queen to try out one of their new Banana Cream Pie blizzards. I was bringing a round of them for my friends and one of them wanted the BCP blizzard but without the cookie part or the whipped cream - hence, a banana blizzard. So I went up to the counter and asked if she could make me just a banana blizzard. I know it wasn't on their menu board, but really...it's banana chunks and ice cream. All I got back was a look that was a mixture of disgust, confusion, and apathy. How hard is it to make a banana blizzard?? Then I asked her well, how do you usually make the banana cream pie ones? with syrup or real bananas? Again, more confusion mixed in with a little anger.

So finally, she made it with both, which was weird.....but it tasted good.

This brings back memories of the time when I ordered a cake for my sister. It was supposed to say "Congratulations Lesley". First off the girl said she couldn't fit the whole word "Congratulations" on the cake, so she said ok I'll just write "Congrats".

So my friend and I are watching her write the letters on the cake...C...o....n....g....r....a....d....s......I look up, and at the same time my friend looks up and we kind of make weird faces....trying to hard not to laugh. We didn't say anything, which made it even funnier.

I thought my sister would funny too. Apparently not.....but it tasted good.

Good 'ol days

It's funny when you look back on things you said or did as a child. I wish sometimes that I could go back in time and re-live those days....until I realize that I used to wear tapered jeans and had a bad perm.

I found an old diary of mine, in which I wrote some very interesting entries. Here are some excerpts:

February 17, 1990
-I feel so guilty about last Saturday. I'm really depressed
(okay...I have no idea why, cause it doesn't say in my diary.....but I'm sure I got over it)

March 12, 1990
-Boy did I make my mom mad
(again, no idea why, and I didn't elaborate)

November 25, 1992
-Does Lesley (my sister) have a learning disability and do mom and dad like her better? We'll SEE.
(hahah I showed that to her a little while ago and she was mad)

December 29, 1993
-I guess I kind of like him but I don't know what to do with my life
(I don't know who...but he's probably kicking himself for never going out with me! Dammit!!)

#@$^%!!

Oh my god, I am the biggest nerdo in the world. I do this quite often too, which makes me wonder why I am so careless. So I have this awesome yellow pleated skirt, which I paid full price for (and I cringe when I pay full price), and of course with wear it gets a little wrinkled. So I had intended to iron it someday when I got around to it. I was walking into the family room where the ironing board was, and my mom was watching some kind of korean soap opera (I can't really tell that they are speaking Korean...it's some kind of mix between Japanese and Mandarin to my ears). So I decided, what the heck, let's iron my skirt and talk to mom at the same time. So my mom was trying to explain to my why this Korean soap opera star is a phenom in Japan, with all the women going crazy over him. I was trying to be careful with the pleats (those things are damn tricky to iron). I looked at the screen and said, "He's not that hot". My mom thought I said that the iron wasn't hot and told me to turn it on...and I said, no I meant HE's not hot...then all of a sudden 'SSSSS....' CRAP!!!! I managed to melt some of the trimming on the skirt, which was made out of ....well, not cotton (that meshy stuff). That is the second time I have melted a piece of clothing due to sheer stupidity in the last few months.

Granted, I didn't see the mesh at all from where I was standing, partly because I'm blind but mostly because I just suck. At least it won't be so noticeable. So, after a few seconds of cursing under my breath, I decided that it didn't look too bad and that you could barely see it unless you were looking at it from 3 inches away. Mom comforted me and said that she would try to fix it as much as possible. Awww, thanks mom. So...back to the Korean soap opera...........DOUBLE CRAP!!!! (or shall I say POO!!!!!) I just ironed the melted part ONTO my skirt, and of course it's brown and the skirt is yellow so you can see it ALL. Sooooo frustrating. What a way to kill a perfectly good skirt. I hope it comes out. I'd show you a picture but I am much much too embarrassed.

So...moral(s) of the story:
1. Never buy light coloured clothing if you are the TINIEST bit clumsy
2. Never buy pleated skirts. Heck, try not to buy anything that requires ironing...by me at least
3. Do not iron and watch TV at the same time

Announcement

I'm starting another blog on my residency experience. I feel like I need to write about it in order to keep myself sane, but it's so unrelated to everything else I write about (which in itself is all unrelated haha) that I will just start a separate blog. It can be found here:

iloveresidency.blogspot.com