I never update Vox. I rarely update LJ. I just don't do much of anything...
Ah well, so to anyone who might stumble across this, hello and have a wonderful day!
What books are on your nightstand?
I don't actually have a nightstand, but at the moment I'm reading Children of Destiny by Elizabeth Chadwick. An absolutely brilliant book... that I no longer enjoy as much as I once did since I've turned decidedly pacifist. I actually am taking a course on non-voilence this year. It should be interesting.
Other then that, I was reading Beyond Good and Evil, before I moved it... and I intend on reading the original Dragonlance books once I'm done this. I tend to read about a book every two days this summer.
Today was my grandfather's 70th birthday party. I tried to not drink... but that didn't last long. It's impossible to not drink at a Szilagyi family event... If you've ever seen "My Big Fat Greek Wedding" that's us... except Hungarian. All sorts of relatives came up from Michigan for us, so I met Eric and Erica, who just got married a couple of weeks ago (we were invited to the wedding, but didn't go), and Ava and Mike... who is absolutely hilarious. We played Euchre, and the second game Mike was my partner, and we rocked. He dubbed me "R", which made me laugh, especially since I will respond to anything. Also there were their parents... Elizabeth and Louis, and their son Louis (who has some type of disease, but I don't remember what, but it's genetic... maybe like MS or something). Also my mother's godparents were there... of course my aunts and uncles and cousins... and my grandparents are a given... plus neighbours Wendy and Scott. Basically, it was complete chaos. Louis (the father) made me promise to come see them in Michigan sometime... so I might actually take him up on that offer, since last time I was there I was probably 8 years old. And there's nothing like getting told by everyone that they love you. My family is very European with the hugging and the kissing... very friendly, but I guess Eric is still a little intimidated by the whole thing, being new to the family. Ah well, it was surprisingly a lovely visit. Unfortunately my grandmother got a migraine and was feeling very ill by the time we were leaving... we were going to take her home, but she couldn't be moved by that point in time. I guess she's doing better now.
At the very beginning I got to go back to my grandparents house with my grandmother to get something she forgot... And I got to see this recliner they got for the thrift shop that I'm going to take instead... it's very pretty. My parents are gonna hate it. Giggles. They also have a bunch of clothes that got donated after an old lady (100, so I don't feel bad) died. I got this one jacket that's got a decidedly chinese influence... hopefully I wear it... but there's this one gorgeous leather coat with a fur collar... it fit like a glove, but unfortunately I'll probably never wear it, because as much as I like it, I don't have places to wear it. And it was blue, which added to the awesomeness, but also to the no-where-to-wear-it-ness.
But I'm excited about the recliner, to say the least... I have decided I'm not moving in until the Thursday morning, because I want to miss as much of welcome week as possible. So I have one class Thursday, and then like... 3 on Friday... and then I'm going home for the weekend. I just don't want to be anywhere near welcome week this year. Factoring into the fact is that everyone is asking me about relationships and considering I haven't told my parents that me and Mike broke up, kinda makes it so I can't tell other people... This is why I don't introduce boyfriends to my family. Though for all I know, my grandmother could have been referring to Brett when she asked if I was still with the same boy... even though I have explained that one to her before. I also told her last time she was here that I was never getting married. Hehe.
Okay, the stomach is not feeling so good still... I ate some cake and the sugar just did not sit well... so I'm gonna end this and get some water and get ready for bed. Work tomorrow is gonna suck.
Today I've started to promote Vox among my friends. Not that any of them will join. They all suck.
Tonight is a Three Days Grace night. The only cd ever that I can listen to front to end, over and over again. There isn't a single song on here that I don't like.
Me and Mike (the boyfriend) are in limbo. As daring as it is, I "ended" our relationship on Facebook. Big whoop. He has a half-hour though, and then I will be gone from his life. It's probably for the best. Instead, I will join the spinster-shack and own cats. I like cats.
Actually, I don't know if I could ever own pets. I mean, I own pets now, but my fish and any mice I might get are different then cats and dogs... because a cat and dog are with you for so much longer, and so their death is so much more tragic. Both my cat and dog now are in the throes of death and it breaks my heart.
I got the digital camera back from my father today. He told me months ago not to buy my own because I could have that one... and since then, it's spent about 90% of the time in his possesion. The easy thing would be to buy my own (which I should have 2 weeks ago when I saw the one I wanted for half-price) but we have a decent one, and my dad has a video camera that does so much more then the digicam does. But yeah, the point is I hope to actually use the photo ability of Vox in the near future... Because I like it. *waves a Vox flag*
Okay, goodnight.
If you could get someone in your life to start a blog, who would it be and why?
That's hard to answer because the two people I think of have blogs technically... they just don't update them. That would be Danielle and Brett though. The why is pretty simple, because I don't really talk to them enough to know all the details that I want to know. I wish that they could update daily so that I can keep in touch with the things that might not come up when we do talk.
Otherwise, Sarah did recently start a blog she updates rather recently, so I'd like to remember to read that more often. Kris should update her blog too... So should I, for that matter.
Okay, goodnite.
I'm quite excited. Today I went house hunting for some place to live in September, and spent a couple hours looking at houses in Hamilton... after a pretty ugly house, two no shows, another ugly house and a delayed appointment... I found the one. Of course, I liked the house, but I had another 4 places to look at. The next one was actually nice too, and so were the others, to lesser degrees... and then there was the one that a girl I know already rented but was looking for a roommate... but process of elimination lead us back to the first one.
Unfortunately, I'm a dolt and didn't take a digital camera to take pictures, but I can go back soon and take some, because as soon as I signed the sub-lease, I got the keys even though I don't move in until September 1st. Well, actually I can move my stuff in whenever I want, but I don't start paying until September 1st.
But the room is purple! My mom says that was a sign, because my room at home is purple, and I like purple... Even though I want to paint my room at home something more neutral to go with the new, awesome comforter set I got. It's on the top floor, and has slightly vaulted ceilings... which I think is cool, even if it cuts down on space.
Another sign, the girl who showed us around the house (who's living across the hall from me) stayed around an extra 2 hours for me to come back and sign the lease. She's also reading the Diana Gabaldon series, Outlander... re-reading it, actually. So, another sign... How many more do I want? lol
Yeah, so I'm excited!
I did find out what rez-room I would have been in... which would have been nice (117 Woodstock, with is my alma mater from first year)... but you know what, it's time to move on. No regrets, eh? At least I hope not.
Now I get to think about moving things to Hamilton... so I will hopefully be able to borrow Danielle's van to do that. Oh, the best thing is I get to have my double bed. You can't understand how much that rocks.
The annoying thing though, is my mom is firmly against me getting anything new for the room... she wants me to take all the crap we have in the basement. And okay, I'll take some of it... but so what if I want to go spend $50 on a new desk to take? I don't want to take the one that's in my room... But we'll argue that when it comes down to it...
So I decided to download and listen to the Wicked soundtrack. Mainly because I drive by an advertisement for it in Toronto. And I'm supposed to go see it in Toronto with Sarah this fall. So yeah.
So that's what I'm listening to right now.
Yawn. I'm tired. So goodnite.
Play any instrument or speak any language, which do you choose?
Question submitted by cruftbox.vox.com.
That's tough to say. I love music and I always wish I could play more music... but I think if I could retain my current skill level (I know how to hold a guitar!) then I would speak any language... just because in my line of studying, reading translations suck because they've always been tampered with, plus I'd like to travel the world and not be an ignorant tourist. So yes, speak any language.
So, welcome to Vox! I'm not sure how long I'll use this... until the novelty wears off, I guess ;). Actually, it is quite interesting and fun. I added the latest books I'm reading, which is cool.
Right now I'm looking for some place to live in September. Lots of fun... So I'm gonna go do that so more and not write any more. Byes!
