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Dear Meghan Catherine,

We noticed you have dropped all your courses for the 2008 Summer session. We have reversed your Summer 2008 U-Pass fee. This information is now reflected in your account which can be viewed in the Student Service Centre under Tuition and Student Fee Inquiries.

The Summer 2008 U-Pass has been printed and mailed to your address on file in late April. We have deactivated the U-Pass and ask that you return the U-Pass back to our office. You can drop it off at the Student Information Centre in Brock Hall or mail it to us at the following address:

UBC Enrolment Services
2016 - 1874 East Mall
Vancouver, BC
V6T 1Z1

Thank you in advance for your prompt attention regarding this matter.

Sincerely,

U-Pass Exemptions

this is smart

From HPV vaccination program raises concerns in B.C.

A. H. has three daughters in the age group being targeted by the program, but she says none of them will get the vaccine.

“I [postponed] my sexual activity as long as possible, and I’m hoping our children, our daughters, will as well,” H. said.

Big big SIGH.

And a completely unrelated picture:

sons and daughters

This was the best shot I was able to get of Adele from sons and daughters.

By the time I decided to pull my camera out (never right away but always during the third or fourth song), her energy was up and even though it seemed like she was still for moments, I couldn’t catch her. But she was so cool - walking on stage with her glass of wine (white) and wearing this pink and silver 70s sci-fi uniform / dress. She was tiny but powerful looking. I was sad that I could only understand half of what she said between songs. On top of a Scottish-accent, her words melted together beyond the point of being able to pick them out. I was hoping the guitarist would translate.

The opening band, Bodies of Water, was a nice surprise. It was like a musical but without dancing save for one person jumping in place. Every song had a portion where the band repetitively chanted in unison and it absolutely worked. I’m horrible at describing music, go listen to them. They acted like Americans who have never visited Canada before. The organist rubbed her stomach as she told us that she filled up on poutine before the show. How do you chant after poutine? She made a few comments about the US/CDN dollar, the last one kind of trailing off because we weren’t with her on that topic. We wondered where they were from (our guess was the midwest) and asked her after the show. LA. Oh - didn’t expect that…but, they could be “from” from the midwest. Later research found that two of the members are from Fargo, ND. I don’t remember where I read this so I could be wrong.

There are other entertaining things created by the band including animations, a quiz, and bit about a Toronto show in their tour notes that says something about Canada that maybe we know but don’t know:

Canada feels like a mixture of America and Europe. At our shows in Canada, people were different. You couldn’t really tell if they were interested in what was happening or not, but then afterwards people were very complimentary and they bought a lot of our wares.

and then some more commentary on the dollar:

Maybe that’s just because of the weak US dollar. 10 canadian dollars is CHEAP for a CD (for them). Wait until they got home and realized that our record is terrible. Looks like we got the last laugh, suckers. Thanks for the weird Canadian money.

snail waiting for pears

Today I declared that spring was official in my heart but I was a little mad at it. Possibly for coming so late and for seeming like it doesn’t really want to be here anyway.

chug chug chug

The end of life as a student is drawing near. There was that end back then but this is the real end. I start my new job as a Usability Analyst this Thursday. I’m a little scared. I guess it makes sense given that I’ve had student status for the past 23 years. I’m scared but I really really need to move on. I need that dental plan.

Hmm…I’ve been thinking about here. This site, this box. The past few months have been weird. Things are changing but they have not changed yet. I think my life has been holding its breath and when I think about writing part of me is wide-eyed shaking my head “no we have to keep on holding out breath!!” I’ve thought about shutting down, hiding away, closing the box. But I can’t completely because there might be that one day a month I have a picture to share.

I don’t know. I’m confused now? I am and I will leave it at that.

Though PS I’ve taken away commenting on posts. There was so much spam and it was tiring. If you have a comment, you probably know or can find my email address.

PPS I am reading the best book ever thanks to Andrew and then Eric.

In the Kitchen with Meg: Strawberry Freezer Jam

A visit at my aunt’s informed me and my tongue that “freezer jam” is easy to make and tasty. In some ways more so than regular jam because you are not boiling that fresh fruit taste away.

With strawberries being so cheap this weekend, how could I not try making it myself?

I blended enough strawberries to make 4 cups.

The strawberries were mixed with a blend of 1.5 cups of sugar and a package of Bernardin Freezer Jam Pectin. This was stirred from 3 minutes and then ladled into jars.

I put lids on the jars and waited 30 minutes. Then I put the jars into the freezer and waited some more. A few hours later I finally tried my jam.

Very strawberry-y and yummy. But it didn’t thicken as much as I hoped it would. It’s more of a fruit spread then a jam. Perhaps because I bought the package of pectin with a recipe calling for 1.5 cups of sugar to make 1.25 litres of jam instead of the one that uses 8 cups of sugar to make 1.5 litres of jam. Or was that 2 litres? No matter, you can still see the difference and imagine that the higher sugar content might make for a thicker more gelled jam. Maybe?

I will try again, maybe with more sugar, and possible with fruit combinations.

stretch

Jemma: “Worst limo ever!”

spring in vancouver

Hi.

It is supposed to be here.



But there have been interruptions.

Though soon enough.

fiv

steveston - kumite - two

Hey hey. I feel a bit meek writing. Like I was supposed to call a few weeks ago and didn’t. Then I write about not writing and that annoys me but I guess it must be done. So it’s done…let’s move on.

At the end of February I finally became a yellow belt. It’s not my favourite colour and I feel quite motivated to move to the next levels - orange, and then green. Green I like a lot. I foresee a plateau at green.

That was the excitement last weekend. This weekend I signed up for tournament kumite in the women’s white / yellow belt division and received first place!!…being the only one registered in the division. They announced it and everything which was a little strange. I did nothing.

Luckily three other women were signed up in the orange / green division and they let me compete with them. And I won second place!!

It was actually a very interesting experience. When you see the people you will be up against you can’t help but size them up and even though you probably shouldn’t, you often end up making some internal decision on whether you will win or lose. I had decided that I would be able to win against my first opponent. I did. Before that the other two women fought and I paid attention to the winner - she was really good. She used kicks a lot and I wasn’t quite at that level yet. I decided that if we fought, she would win.

I made myself right. Not “I was right” but I made myself right. I still tried. It was hard and at one point I felt soooo tired. I would be happy with second place…why don’t I stop trying? But that would be a waste of those 2 minutes that I had waited all day for. So I kept trying but with the determination of someone who would be happy with second place.

Afterwards a black belt who teaches us sometimes congratulated me and said I did a good job. He agreed that she was very good but added “you also could have won”. He was not telling me that I should have done better. I think he said this because he knew what I realized once the fight was over. I got second place because that’s what I felt happy with. But it wouldn’t have been impossible for me to win a match with this girl. Still…preferring silver over gold, I am quite happy with second place.

unemployment day…two?

I guess I feel more officially unemployed today than yesterday so it could be considered day one but if I am to follow my logic over feelings (can I actually divide them?), today is day two.

It being such a beautiful day, I packed a lunch and went to the beach. The sand was cold under my bum and the book I was reading was quite pessimistic, it tasted quite off under the blue sky. My mind wandered. I thought about my life in 5 years and whether or not it will involve sufficient daylight and time for strolls.

me as a bridesmaid

Kim, being the wonderful person she is, chose black as a colour for the bridesmaid dresses. We were also lucky to have her aunt who owns a dress shop in Regina give plenty of useful advice and suggestions. After tossing some ideas around we all settled on what you see below. It is an amazing dress, the best that I have ever worn. Immediately after first putting it on I wanted it to be the one. It is beautiful and so comfortable. I don’t have a picture of the back, but there are also two long strips of train. If the dress is still up on the Bagley Mischka site, you can see the back view there.

I don’t know what else to say about it but, given how much I have been talking about this dress for the past 4 months, a picture post is due.

Now plotting where and when it can be worn again…

spider mums

bridesmaid prep

Friday we met Kim at the hotel for manicures. Jemma and Steph were making the women working on their nails laugh so hard that it was quite challenging to get those french manicures straight. We were talking about “drunkles” - every wedding has one - the drunk uncle. I guess that could be “druncle”. I don’t think spelling has been established yet.

Following was champagne in the prime minister suite. The charter of rights and freedoms is framed on the wall in the dining room - just in case he forgets. Kim’s mother left gifts for us in the bedroom. The first time for me to receive a heart-shaped box of chocolates. It filled me with glee and sometime in the future will fill me with chocolate.

yay for pink and red

Twenty-two bobby pins were just pulled out from my hair. I am close to resting after a day and a half celebration in the sask hotel. Jumping before that, I was trying to write something but never had a chance to finish. Here’s what I started…

I can’t promise that I’ll manage to continue with entire sentences. I feel like taking a break from writing for a while. But still, there are important events to document so, to expand on the previous post a little…

I arrived in Regina late Wednesday night. Kim’s wedding is on Saturday - everyone must know this by now - and I am E-X-C-I-T-E-D. The world will be a better place once her and Jeff are married. More on the wedding later.

For now, yesterday there were wedding-related errands to do and I was happy to spend the day with Kim as I felt like I had been in my own little thesis bubble for so long. We drove around the city which is currently blanketed with mounds of beautiful snow and managed to finish everything at a reasonable hour to continue with one of the main plans that day…cupcakes.

Kim and I share a love for baking. Particularly the visual appeal…

…then my ride came to do pre-wedding bridesmaid errands. So much has happened between then and now (Saturday night) that I think I have to skip complete telling of the cupcake party. Instead, cupcake porn:


Did everyone get that?

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