Michelle s Journal - Punk music, graduation, Christmas

This past weekend was fantastic. I learned a bunch of things. Ryan was in town for the weekend visiting his cousin Adam for some snow boarding at Whistler.

I went out with them on Friday night to my very first punk show. It was fascinating. I wore a black shirt and tall black boots as Adam suggested, and sat back and people watched.

I learned:
- punk boys and girls flirt with each other by pretending to fist fight
- if you're underage, you can get into those shows and drink
- some people actually understand the screaming lyrics
- punk music really has some great energy
- apparently when a punk boy slams into you, it means he's telling you "you're cute"
- the music creates this wonderful community of people who understand each other - and those who feel particularly misunderstood are drawn to it
- there's no door on the guys' washroom and for some reason there's a urinal right there - and that doesn't stop people from using it

I liked it. Though my hearing suffered a wee bit, and I drank a little bit too much for my stomach's liking, I learned things and enjoyed myself. I realized it was my first late night out drinking since that first night when I moved here.

It was greatly overdue I think ;) It was complete with a trip to the Naam afterwards for some nachos and milkshakes and not getting home until 4 a.m.

Saturday was spent catching up on sleep, and then I got together with Ryan and Adam again for some Thai food for dinner.

We ended up watching hockey, the movie 'Saw' (absolutely intense, and quite a bit better than the first one), and then played video games (I learned that I'm not nearly as good at old school nintendo as I used to be back in the day - but I blame it on the weird xbox controllers). It was a really great time.

I picked up my degree this weekend from FedEx.

That was an exciting moment. Although I didn't go to my graduation ceremony at York, I still got to smile proudly when I opened that envelope. Lots of hard work has paid off for certain.

I'm watching the Grinch Who Stole Christmas right now - the old traditional version - and am anxious about Christmas. I love this time of year so much. I'm going to start my Christmas shopping this week (I know, it's about time!

) and am having some friends over on Friday evening for some eggnog and holiday cheer. Although it won't compare to my traditional dinner party at my parents' place, it'll be fun - and I'm glad that I'm starting some new traditions. Saturday night a lady from work is having a shindig with some people over, and then Sunday night is the work party at a hotel in town.

It'll be much festive cheer and then next Friday I head back to Ontario. I can't believe how quickly time is flying by! It'll be 2007 before I know it!