Tsawwassen Beach


After being welcomed to Vancouver by the chilly air and a couple of cold noses, my Dad and Shauna took me out 'windersurfer watching' to put it into perspective. The scattered driftwood, salty air, eagles circling above, looming clouds... all this tells me I am back.

Mistaken identity

Warning: the sole purpose of this blog as been recognized as being award-winningly superficial. I have never had a twin before, so I am obviously excited about even the slighted claimed resemblance. Lately, these two have come up as potentials. Kris and I walked by each other at our first faculty meeting at ZIS, did double takes, stopped, went back, started talking about how weird it was that we kind of looked alike, and became friends. The other picture is a random person from the internet. A student said he found 'me' on a private girls school website in Philadelphia. The big debate now stands as: Who looks more like the private school student? Kris or me? I leave it up to the scrutiny of the public.

The Holiday Season

Playing soccer on that cooshy articifial turf in Zug beats urban soccer, on leaves in Wollishofen park, hands down; like running on a huge piece of what is already inside of a shoe sole.





Other than this, my job is keeping me busy these days during the weekdays and nights, and my friends are keeping me up late on the weekends. We just had school auditions for this year's musical, The Music Man, and I, on vocal auditions, admittedly pondered the similarities between the three of us judges and the American Idol celebrity panel. I would definitely be Paula Abdul. In the end, we have 40 students participating. It is going to be crazy fun dancing and singing everyday afterschool. The Duke of Edinburgh Award is also underway, which means for me getting all 17 high schoolers organized and ready to go on three overnight camps in the spring. They are for the most part self-sufficient, so I am mostly a facilitator. Working with the teenagers is sure a reality check compared to the Grade 6's. See, I had so many cool teachers in elementary school and then... shockingly, all of my grade 8, 9 and 10 teachers were totally and completely, without a doubt, not cool.


Two weeks ago, we had a huge Thanksgiving feast amoung friends which ended in a large, tournament style poker game; lasting way into the night. Accused of using a, "I'm new! What do I do if I have two Aces? Is that good?" tactic, I ended up coming second and getting half the pot, but I size it up to endurance more than anything. In the Thanksgiving spirit, I ran a 3k race (entusiastically pictured below... must have been near the beginning), the Turkey Trot, and yes, my competition were all under 12 years old. Who cares? haha



Last weekend, I was presently surprised by my friends here because of the disgusting fashion they came through with for my holiday bad sweater party. It was sick. I even had a physical reaction to Stefan's furry, peach, stretched out, polyester-lined atrocity. Literally it shook my esophagus. Fantastic.


Life is good! I am going back to Vancouver in a week and a half for the Christmas holidays. I'm excited to see my family and old friends. Oh, and, thanks to reconnecting with old buds on Facebook, I may actually have some visitors over soon.


People say if you look too long it hurts.