I’ll be miles high ringing in the New Year on a plane. But erm not part of that club…

I checked in already and it’s pretty full, I am so tempted to bring a bell and literally ring in 2011, or at least a blow up streamer whistle thingymerbobber.

2010’s been a real busy year for me and for all of us I think. There’s really been too much stuff to even try and wrap your head around the years events. I’m not even going to bother attempting a list right now.

As probably everyone else on the planet, today’s a day of reflection on how much has changed in a year. I recall last year scrambling to write up university supplemental. But I knew that in one year’s time I’d have accomplished so much and my life was going to have some massive changes. Last year I was looking forward to finishing my IB exams (check), graduating from high school (check), getting into my top university (check), exploring the world a little (check), moving across the country (check), becoming a university student (check), becoming a blogger? Who’d have guessed.

Those are all some pretty big milestones and what a great year to complete them a nice round number 2010.

Before I forget, not that I could forget, but that’s just a great transition…Shout out to one of my BFFLAAAAAAAAAAD Bobby Jim. That stands for best friend for life and after after after after after (you get the point) death. I come back home and basically just start acting and bugging him that he’s going to come and join me out here next year. This part sounds completely made up hahaha.

Seeing old friends again is great but to sum up my Christmas break in three words I’d say: whoa there technology. Mom and Pop got an eggsbox$3.60. I swear they’ve been planning this all along: buy the video games once all the children have moved out of the house. Brilliant, really. Gives us more of an excuse to come home. My Christmas gift highlight was definitely a swimsuit so I can finally take advantage of the free pool time for UBC students at the Aquatic Centre.

I feel a little bad that I’m leaving my Mom to pack up all the Christmas decorations. It’s been a great holiday. Of course a little sad to be leaving home. Sad about the food. I officially feel like Ugly Betty Season 4 with my new hair, new glasses – plum coloured if you’re wondering, but I have my classic shiny red ones as backup, and I’m moving this time I’m going alone.

New year, new city, new adventures.

Tonight enjoy yourself and relax. In West Indian culture we call is Old Year’s Night instead of New Year’s Eve. Which kind of describes how it’s should be the epitome of the entire year. Sum of everything together, the years accomplishments and successes. But it’s the start of something new. It’s one of those triple moments where the past, the present and the future kind of combine in some cosmic sense blurred into one. Unless your vision is just blurry from having too much egg nog.

Title of this post comes from my new favourite CD (people still use those – no way!? Wayyyyyy) from the most good lookin’ band of brothers. Calm down now 12 year old girls it’s Kings of Leon not the Jonases. Check this album out. Loving it.

So wherever you are tonight counting down the seconds, whether on a jet plane, on a couch, downtown on the streets, or in your friend’s basement. Be safe, be merry and cheers to 2011.

Here’s to the future, the world awaits.

I totally had a Mary Poppins moment today as I was walking down the really really sketchy Exorcism of Emily Rose stairs. So, I’m walking with my little slimming black umbrella. Skipping down the stairs. As you’ve guessed – it’s raining. And all of a sudden a huge gust of wind comes and my umbrella starts levitating as if Aeolus himself is pulling me up to the heavens. At that moment I honestly wanted to jump and see if I could fly. But the muggle/mortal side to me knew that I was going to terribly fall on the concrete steps and that would not look pretty…

I pretty much wrote this entire blog on my way home from my 8:00 a.m. Friday discussion. Ned, what were you thinking when you picked out your course schedule? Didn’t anyone tell you that Thursday is the new Friday? Obviously not.

Yeah, the past two months have been a lovely little Indian summer. Yesterday what was the temperature? Oh you know 16 degrees Celsuis. No big D.

Today’s weather forecast? Rain, rain and rain. I had to put on my huge 2 inch think wool sweater this morning. Somewhere karma is laughing at me because I was on the phone with my mama on Wednesday telling her how it’s still goregous over here, watching the leaves change colour with clear blue skies.
That’s the tragic flaw with Vancouver. It lures you in like a movie trailer with really big action sequences, cars blowing up everywhere, Denzel Washington probably looking cool walking away from an explosion and not looking back. Helicopters and bullets flying across the screen. And then when you go see the movie you could’ve paid $7.95 to watch the trailer all over again. Whereas Vancouver is all mountains, ocean, sunshine, lollipops, rainbows everything that’s wonderful and then –

the rain hits.

Don’t get me wrong. Amazing West Coast summer trumps all the rain that I am about to put up with, so I’m not regretting my decision at all. And I’m not (at least I’m telling myself right now) that I’m not going to ever be bitter about the rain because I am so fortunate to be here. All you Vancouverites reading this, don’t take for granted what you have. It’s awesome.

But, this is the time when we all have to say “And so it begins”. At least we don’t live in the Artic Circle and have to say goodbye to the sun. Goodness knows how that would go over.